The Death of Napoleon... a history mystery

[Tiger Wench]

And now for something completely different... this is from a blog I read written by an ER doc...

In 1821, “Le petit Caporal” (The Little Corporal) died in Longfellow House on the remote island of St Helena.  Of course The Little Corporal (also known as Boney by the Brits) was Napoleon Bonaparte. Having finally lost at Waterloo to Arthur Wellesley (the First Duke of Wellington) and Coalition forces in 1815, Napoleon was finally banished to the island where he eventually would die 6 years later.   There has been nearly endless amounts of speculation as to the cause of his death since the 1960’s (and likely shortly after his death as well) when sentimental souvenirs of the dead Emperor, locks of his hair, were analysed.  High levels of Arsenic were found leading to historians to question the original cause of death from a cancerous gastric ulcer (as recorded by physicians who performed his autopsy).

Napoleon famously stated in his will that he had been “murdered by the British Oligarchy”. Suddenly, this actually seemed possible.  In a way, they may have, albeit unintentionally – but more on that shortly.   Arsenic is a deadly poison used for centuries to commit murder – but it also had many legitimate medical and commercial uses.  Namely, elemental aresnic is grey  but compounds of it can produce a brilliant green dye – used for centuries until synthetic green dyes were invented at the early part of the 20th century.  Medically, it had been used for a whole host of ailments (and still occasionally is), and when given in small quantities, is not so dangerous and has some positive effects.  Most commonly it was used for psoriasis,haemorrhoids, breathing ailments,  it still can be used in treating certain kinds of leukaemia and trapanosomal infections).  In fact, finding some arsenic in his hair likely would not be that unusual given that many people were prescribed arsenical treatments in the early 19th century.  However, his levels were quite high so some enterprising people set out to prove or disprove this notion.

An interesting phenomenon had been previously discovered – one that explained the notion of “The sick room”.  This was a room that when one spent time in it, felt ill (although the term also means a room where you put people who are sick).  I guess it could have been from the general odouriferousness of one’s company back then, but a better theory is that of Arsine vapour.  When subjected to certain chemical reactions, solid arsenic compounds can be turned into toxic gas (notable trimethyl and dimethyl arsine). This was used to deadly affect during World War I in the form of gas warfare. In fact, the British developed a form of it that they called Lewisite – hence the reason that the antidote for Arsenic poisoning is called BAL or British Anti-Lewisite.   Anyway,  we come to the idea of death by wallpaper.

Wallpaper made in the 18th and 19th centuries often contained toxic compounds to produce the brilliant colours favoured by those with the $$ to decorated their houses with it.   Bright green was created by arsenic compounds (like copper arsenite).  This was normally no big deal (unless you ate the paper) in temperate climates.  However, under certain environmental conditions – notable those with high levels of moisture, organisms can grow in the walls and wallpaper. These moulds can process the arsenic and turn it into arsine gas.   As this accumulates in a small room that may not have good ventilation, those in it can become ill.  This actually has a name – Gosio’s Disease.  In the 1980’s a researcher discovered something amazing; an actual sample of the wallpaper that was in the Longfellow House on St Helena.   A lady in the UK had a scrap book that had been handed down to her through the generations – it catalogued someone’s trip to St Helena in 1823, and amazingly contained a scrap of wallpaper that this souvenir hunter had taken off the wall of Napoleon’s drawing room.   This paper was analysed and found to contain Scheele’s Green pigment – copper arsenite.  The researcher in charge now had evidence as to how Napoleon could have accumulated the arsenic.  He visited the island to confirm his suspicions.    Tiny 6 x 8 mile St Helena is an extremely remote island in the south Atlantic, 700 miles from the nearest land, 1000 miles from African and 1000 miles from South America.  It is tropical and  mould of the type that can convert copper arsenite to arsine gas thrives there.   The area of Longwood House is extremely damp and in fact every few years the wallpaper there has to be replaced due to moisture-related damage. Thus, he was not INTENTIONALLY poisoned with arsenic – but rather the Brits who had manufactured the paper (much less dangerous in the British Isles) had unknowingly contributed to the Little Corporal’s demise!  Now, one may ask, how come the other people in his house did not all die from this?  Well, the fact is that as Napoleon aged, and as authorities grew more and more fearful that he might escape, he was largely confined to his drawing room and bed room.  He often kept the shutters closed.   He wrote memoirs and kept to himself.  The others in the house frequently left and thus were not so exposed (although they were noted to again describe a “bad air” and felt ill when they spent prolonged periods at Longwood House).

This does not completely prove that Napoleon died from arsenic poisoning – he probably died WITH arsenic poisoning.  It may have hastened his death but likely did not cause the actual demise.   It certainly helps shoot the theory to pieces that his staff or others intentionally poisoned him.  However, the final cause of death is another interesting story.   From the autopsy report and his known constant upper GI complaints, Napoleon was clearly suffering for a while with gastric ulcers.  Ultimately one became cancerous (as discovered at autopsy) and pushed him down the inevitable road to the great Arc de Triomphe in the sky.  As often is the case in the era before modern medicine, treatments for ailments were often more dangerous than the ailments themselves! Doctors really did unknowingly hasten death (maybe a good thing in some cases), at times killing people who might have otherwise recovered had they been left alone!  Toxic compounds, elixirs, poultices, etc were frequently given – often with the idea to induce vomiting and diarrheoa to “purge” the system of the illness.  Of course this caused at the very least volume depletion and dehydration, but also other problems.   Notably, potassium is lost when one has severe diarrhoea.    The Emperor was in fact treated with tartar emetic and calomel which is made of highly toxic mercuric chloride.  The day before he died, he was given a huge dose of this stuff.  Additionally, he was treated with a Quinine-containing substance called “Jesuit’s Bark”.  This, in addition to arsenic compounds that he had been unintentionally accumulating, cause QT prolongation (a measurement on the EKG between the Q and T waves).  QT prolongation is also caused by electrolyte imbalances such a low potassium and magnesium (both caused by the purgatives he was getting). In this setting,  one can go into the arrhythmia Torsades De Pointes (Twisting around the point), and die very rapidly.

Thus there is good evidence Ole’ Boney would have eventually died from cancer (probably would have just wasted away, unable to eat when the mass caused an obstruction), but was actually killed by both his wallpaper and medical malpractise. Albeit both unintentional.

I originally read about his story in a fascinating book called The Elements of Murder by John Emsley.  He is a Cambridge-based Chemist who talks about the historical use of toxic chemicals to comit murder. There is a whole chapter on all the Arsenic killers as well as ones on Mercury, Thallium, Copper, and others.  I highly recommend it.

[Saniflush]

And this proves that the French are so desperate to have a military hero that they had to bring his exiled ass back and build a monument to him with a really over sized sarcophagus.

The Frenchies around us did not appreciate the picture I took of my nephew mocking him.

[Tiger Wench]

He can't be the first one to take that shot... it's a cliche as the one of people pretending to knock over the Leaning Tower...

But yeah... blown way out of proportion.  Especially considering that his body was emasculated before it was entombed...

[Saniflush]

He can't be the first one to take that shot... it's a cliche as the one of people pretending to knock over the Leaning Tower...

But yeah... blown way out of proportion.  Especially considering that his body was emasculated before it was entombed...

I know the le-pews that saw us were not happy.  I actually found it pretty damn funny.


Really?  Why?

[Tiger Wench]

I know the le-pews that saw us were not happy.  I actually found it pretty damn funny.


Really?  Why?

Not sure if that's true, but here's the story...

Napoleon Bonaparte died in exile on the southern Atlantic island of Saint Helena on May 5, 1821. The following day an autopsy was conducted by the emperor's doctor, Francesco Antommarchi, in the company of 17 witnesses, including seven English doctors and two of Napoleon's aides, a priest named Vignali and a manservant, Ali. Antommarchi removed Napoleon's heart (the deceased had requested that it be given to his estranged wife, the empress Marie-Louise, though it was never delivered) and stomach (the medical authorities present agreed that cancer thereof was the cause of death, although this verdict has long been disputed). But the good doctor did not, if one may trust contemporary accounts, remove the penis. Some speculate that it might've been lopped off accidentally during the proceedings--the penis was described at the time as small, and hey, shit happens. However, in a 1913 lecture, Sir Arthur Keith, conservator of the Hunterian Collection at the Museum of the Royal College of Surgeons (certain Napoleonic organs were supposedly in the museum's possession), ventured what seems to me the indisputable opinion that, given the number of witnesses, the brevity of the autopsy (less than two hours), and the fact that the guy was, come on, Napoleon, the loss of the penis would not easily have escaped notice.

A detailed account by an eyewitness, Thomas Reade, states that the body was closed up, dressed, and remained attended while lying in state--although Napoleon biographer Robert Asprey concedes that both Antommarchi and Vignali might've been alone with the imperial corpse at some point. Vignali, who had administered the last rites and conducted the funeral, was bequeathed 100,000 francs and for his trouble was also given (or at any rate came into the possession of) some of Napoleon's knives and forks, a silver cup, and other personal effects--some of them really personal, it seems. In a memoir published in 1852 in the Revue des mondes, Ali the manservant claimed that he and Vignali had removed bits of Napoleon's body during the autopsy. It's unclear whether Ali specified the penis as one of the abstracted organs, but everyone now assumes that's what he meant.

In 1916 Vignali's descendants sold his collection of Napoleonic artifacts to a British rare book firm, which in 1924 sold the lot for about $2,000 to a Philadelphia bibliophile, A.S.W. Rosenbach. Among the relics was "the mummified tendon taken from Napoleon's body during the post-mortem." A few years later Rosenbach displayed the putative penis, tastefully couched in blue morocco and velvet, at the Museum of French Art in New York. According to a contemporary news report, "In a glass case [spectators] saw something looking like a maltreated strip of buckskin shoelace or shriveled eel." The organ has also been described as a shriveled sea horse, a small shriveled finger, and "one inch long and resembling a grape."

The Vignali collection changed hands a few more times--I get all this from Charles Hamilton's Auction Madness (1981)--and eventually was put on the block at Christie's in London. It didn't sell, leading a scandalmongering British tabloid to trumpet, "NOT TONIGHT, JOSEPHINE!" Eight years later, in 1977, the penis was put up for sale again at a Paris auction house, this time offered separately from the rest of the collection. John K. Lattimer, professor emeritus and former chairman of urology at the Columbia University College of Physicians and Surgeons, bought it for $3,000, acknowledged having it in 1987, and, as far as I can discover, still does.

Is the penis Napoleon's? Is it even a penis? Who knows? Given the march of science one presumes it'd be easy to establish the item's provenance conclusively, but understandably no one seems to be in any hurry to do so. After you've paid three grand for a dead man's penis, who wants to be told it's a grape?

[CCTAU]

He is still alive and well in Tuskalooser, Alaerbammer. He is a football coach.