第 63 节
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and had stolen the family plate when he returned to Paris to
report to his government upon the enthusiasm with which the
‘‘liberated country'' had received the Constitution; which the
French people had presented to their good neighbours。
When they had heard how the last outbreak of revolutionary
disorder in Paris had been suppressed by a young officer; called
Bonaparte; or Buonaparte; who had turned his guns upon the
mob; they gave a sigh of relief。 A little less liberty; fraternity
and equality seemed a very desirable thing。 But ere long; the
young officer called Buonaparte or Bonaparte became one of
the three consuls of the French Republic; then sole consul and
finally Emperor。 As he was much more efficient than any
ruler that had ever been seen before; his hand pressed heavily
upon his poor subjects。 He showed them no mercy。 He impressed
their sons into his armies; he married their daughters
to his generals and he took their pictures and their statues to
enrich his own museums。 He turned the whole of Europe
into an armed camp and killed almost an entire generation of
men。
Now he was gone; and the people (except a few professional
military men) had but one wish。 They wanted to be let alone。
For awhile they had been allowed to rule themselves; to vote
for mayors and aldermen and judges。 The system had been a
terrible failure。 The new rulers had been inexperienced and
extravagant。 From sheer despair the people turned to the
representative men of the old Regime。 ‘‘You rule us;'' they
said; ‘‘as you used to do。 Tell us what we owe you for taxes
and leave us alone。 We are busy repairing the damage of the
age of liberty。''
The men who stage…managed the famous congress certainly
did their best to satisfy this longing for rest and quiet。
The Holy Alliance; the main result of the Congress; made the
policeman the most important dignitary of the State and held
out the most terrible punishment to those who dared criticise a
single official act。
Europe had peace; but it was the peace of the cemetery。
The three most important men at Vienna were the Emperor
Alexander of Russia; Metternich; who represented the
interests of the Austrian house of Habsburg; and Talleyrand;
the erstwhile bishop of Autun; who had managed to live
through the different changes in the French government by
the sheer force of his cunning and his intelligence and who
now travelled to the Austrian capital to save for his country
whatever could be saved from the Napoleonic ruin。 Like the
gay young man of the limerick; who never knew when he was
slighted; this unbidden guest came to the party and ate just as
heartily as if he had been really invited。 Indeed; before long;
he was sitting at the head of the table entertaining everybody
with his amusing stories and gaining the company's good will
by the charm of his manner。
Before he had been in Vienna twenty…four hours he knew
that the allies were divided into two hostile camps。 On the
one side were Russia; who wanted to take Poland; and Prussia;
who wanted to annex Saxony; and on the other side were
Austria and England; who were trying to prevent this grab
because it was against their own interest that either Prussia or
Russia should be able to dominate Europe。 Talleyrand played
the two sides against each other with great skill and it was due
to his efforts that the French people were not made to suffer
for the ten years of oppression which Europe had endured at
the hands of the Imperial officials。 He argued that the French
people had been given no choice in the matter。 Napoleon had
forced them to act at his bidding。 But Napoleon was gone and
Louis XVIII was on the throne。 ‘‘Give him a chance;'' Talleyrand
pleaded。 And the Allies; glad to see a legitimate king
upon the throne of a revolutionary country; obligingly yielded
and the Bourbons were given their chance; of which they
made such use that they were driven out after fifteen years。
The second man of the triumvirate of Vienna was Metternich;
the Austrian prime minister; the leader of the foreign
policy of the house of Habsburg。 Wenzel Lothar; Prince of
Metternich…Winneburg; was exactly what the name suggests。
He was a Grand Seigneur; a very handsome gentleman with
very fine manners; immensely rich; and very able; but the
product of a society which lived a thousand miles away from
the sweating multitudes who worked and slaved in the cities
and on the farms。 As a young man; Metternich had been
studying at the University of Strassburg when the French
Revolution broke out。 Strassburg; the city which gave birth
to the Marseillaise; had been a centre of Jacobin activities。
Metternich remembered that his pleasant social life had been
sadly interrupted; that a lot of incompetent citizens had suddenly
been called forth to perform tasks for which they were
not fit; that the mob had celebrated the dawn of the new liberty
by the murder of perfectly innocent persons。 He had failed to
see the honest enthusiasm of the masses; the ray of hope in the
eyes of women and children who carried bread and water to
the ragged troops of the Convention; marching through the
city on their way to the front and a glorious death for the
French Fatherland。
The whole thing had filled the young Austrian with disgust。
It was uncivilised。 If there were any fighting to be done it
must be done by dashing young men in lovely uniforms; charging
across the green fields on well…groomed horses。 But to
turn an entire country into an evil…smelling armed camp where
tramps were overnight promoted to be generals; that was both
wicked and senseless。 ‘‘See what came of all your fine ideas;''
he would say to the French diplomats whom he met at a quiet
little dinner given by one of the innumerable Austrian grand…
dukes。 ‘‘You wanted liberty; equality and fraternity and you
got Napoleon。 How much better it would have been if you
had been contented with the existing order of things。'' And
he would explain his system of ‘‘stability。'' He would advocate
a return to the normalcy of the good old days before the
war; when everybody was happy and nobody talked nonsense
about ‘‘everybody being as good as everybody else。'' In this
attitude he was entirely sincere and as he was an able man of
great strength of will and a tremendous power of persuasion;
he was one of the most dangerous enemies of the Revolutionary
ideas。 He did not die until the year 1859; and he therefore
lived long enough to see the complete failure of all his policies
when they were swept aside by the revolution of the year 1848。
He then found himself the most hated man of Europe and
more than once ran the risk of being lynched by angry crowds
of outraged citizens。 But until the very last; he remained steadfast
in his belief that he had done the right thing。
He had always been convinced that people preferred peace
to liberty and he had tried to give them what was best for them。
And in all fairness; it ought to be said that his efforts to
establish universal peace were fairly successful。 The great powers
did not fly at each other's throat for almost forty years; indeed
not until the Crimean war between Russia and England;
France and Italy and Turkey; in the year 1854。 That means
a record for the European continent。
The third hero of this waltzing congress was the Emperor
Alexander。 He had been brought up at the court of his grand…
mother; the famous Catherine the Great。 Between the lessons
of this shrewd old woman; who taught him to regard the glory
of Russia as the most important thing in life; and those of his
private tutor; a Swiss admirer of Voltaire and Rousseau; who
filled his mind with a general love of humanity; the boy grew
up to be a strange mixture of a selfish tyrant and a sentimental
revolutionist。 He had suffered great indignities during the
life of his crazy father; Paul I。 He had been obliged to wit…
ness the wholesale slaughter of the Napoleonic battle…fields。
Then the tide had turned。 His armies had won the day for the
Allies。 Russia had become the saviour of Europe and the Tsar
of this mighty people was acclaimed as a half…god who would
cure the world of its many ills。
But Alexander was not very clever。 He did not know
men and women as Talleyrand and Metternich knew them。
He did not understand the strange game of diplomacy。 He
was vain (who would not be under the circumstances?) and
loved to hear the applause of the multitude and soon he had
become the main ‘‘attraction'' of the Congress while Metternich
and Talleyrand and Castlereagh (the very able British
representative) sat around a table and drank a bottle of Tokay
and decided what was actually going to be done。 They needed
Russia and therefore they were very polite to Alexander; but
the less he had personally to do with the actual work of the
Congress; the better they were pleased。 They even encouraged
his plans