They could not kill him.

Those things are for men--for little kings.

He was Napoleon!" "And at last he was crowned emperor," suggested the youngster.
"Yes; on the second of December, in the year 1804," answered old Nonesuch.

"And the Pope himself came from Rome to consecrate our emperor.

Ah, then, what _fetes_, my comrades! what _fetes_ and _fetes_ and _fetes_! It rained kings on all sides." "But there came an end of _fetes_" said the scholar, who read in books and newspapers.
"Well, what would you have ?--always feasting?
Perhaps you think that our emperor once an emperor, would rest at home.