February 11, 1847.
Thirty-one Academicians present. Sixteen votes
are necessary.
First ballot.
Lamartine and M. Ballanche arrive at the end of the
first ballot. M.
Thiers arrives at the commencement of the second;
which makes 34.
The director asks M. Thiers whether
he has promised his vote. He laughingly replies:
“No,” and adds: “I have offered
it.” (Laughter.)
M. Cousin, to M. Lebrun, director:
“You did not employ the sacramental expression.
One does not ask an Academician whether he has promised
his vote, but whether he has pledged it.”
Second ballot.
M. Empis is elected. The election
was decided by Lamartine and M.
Ballanche.
On my way out I meet Leon Gozlan, who says to me:
“Well?”
I reply: “There has been an election.
It is Empis.”
“How do you look at it?” he asks.
“In both ways.”
“Empis? –”
“And tant pis!”
March 16, 1847.
At the Academy to-day, while listening
to the poems, bad to the point of grotesqueness, that
have been sent for the competition of 1847, M. de
Barante remarked: “Really, in these
times, we no longer know how to make mediocre verses.”
Great praise of the poetical and literary
excellence of these times, although M. de Barante
was not conscious of it.
April 22, 1847.
Election of M. Ampere. This is
an improvement upon the last. A slow improvement.
But Academies, like old people, go slowly.
During the session and after the election
Lamartine sent to me by an usher the following lines:
C’est un
état peu prospère
D’aller d’Empis en Ampere.
I replied to him by the same usher:
Toutefois ce
serait pis
D’aller d’Ampere en Empis.
October 4, 1847.
I have just heard M. Viennet say: “I think
in bronze.”
December 29, 1848. Friday.
Yesterday, Thursday, I had two duties
to attend to at one and the same time, the Assembly
and the Academy; the salt question on the one hand,
on the other the much smaller question of two vacant
seats. Yet I gave the preference to the latter.
This is why: At the Palais Bourbon the Cavaignac
party had to be prevented from killing the new Cabinet;
at the Palais Mazarin the Academy had to be prevented
from offending the memory of Chateaubriand. There
are cases in which the dead count for more than the
living; I went to the Academy.
The Academy last Thursday had suddenly
decided, at the opening of the session, at a time
when nobody had yet put in an appearance, when there
were only four or five round the green table, that
on January 11 (that is to say, in three weeks) it
would fill the two seats left vacant by MM. de Chateaubriand
and Vatout. This strange alliance, I do not say
of names, but of words, “replace
MM. de Chateaubriand and Vatout,” did
not stop it for one minute. The Academy is thus
made; its wit and that wisdom which produces so many
follies, are composed of extreme lightness combined
with extreme heaviness. Hence a good deal of foolishness
and a good many foolish acts.
Beneath this lightness, however, there
was an intention. This giddiness was fraught
with deep meaning. The brave party that leads
the Academy, for there are parties everywhere, even
at the Academy, hoped, public attention being directed
elsewhere, politics absorbing everything, to juggle
the seat of Chateaubriand pell-mell with the seat of
M. Vatout; two peas in the same goblet. In this
way the astonished public would turn round one fine
morning and simply see M. de Noailles in Chateaubriand’s
seat: a small matter, a great lord in the place
of a great writer!
Then, after a roar of laughter, everybody
would go about his business again, distractions would
speedily come, thanks to the veering of politics,
and, as to the Academy, oh! a duke and peer the more
in it, a little more ridicule upon it, what would
that matter? It would go on just the same!
Besides, M. de Noailles is a considerable
personage. Bearing a great name, being lofty
of manner, enjoying an immense fortune, of certain
political weight under Louis Philippe, accepted by
the Conservatives although, or because, a Legitimist,
reading speeches that were listened to, he occupied
an important place in the Chamber of Peers; which proves
that the Chamber of Peers occupied an unimportant place
in the country.
Chateaubriand, who hated all that
could replace him and smiled at all that could make
him regretted, had had the kindness to tell him sometimes,
by Mme. Recamier’s fireside, “that
he hoped he would be his successor;” which prompted
M. de Noailles to dash off a big book in two volumes
about Mme. de Maintenon, at the commencement of
which, on the first page of the preface, I was stopped
by a lordly breach of grammar.
This was the state of things when
I concluded to go to the Academy.
The session which was announced to
begin at two o’clock, as usual, opened, as usual,
at a quarter past three. And at half past three
At half past three the candidacy of
Monsieur the Duke do Noailles, replacing Chateaubriand,
was irresistibly acclaimed.
Decidedly, I ought to have gone to the Assembly.
March 26, 1850. Tuesday.
I had arrived early, at noon.
I was warming myself, for it is very
cold, and the ground is covered with snow, which is
not good for the apricot trees. M. Guizot, leaning
against the mantelpiece, was saying to me:
“As a member of the dramatic
prize committee, I read yesterday, in a single day,
mind you, no fewer than six plays!”
“That,” I responded, “was
to punish you for not having seen one acted in eighteen
years.”
At this moment M. Thiers came up and
the two men exchanged greetings. This is how
they did it:
M. THIERS: Good afternoon, Guizot.
M. GUIZOT: Good afternoon, Monsieur.
AN ELECTION SESSION. March 28, 1850.
M. Guizot presided. At the roll
call, when M. Pasquier’s name was reached he
said: “Monsieur the Chancellor ”
When he got to that of M. Dupin, President of the
National Assembly, he called: “Monsieur
Dupin.”
First ballot.
Alfred de Musset 5 votes.
M. Nisard 23 "
M. Nisard is elected.
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To-day, September 12, the Academy
worked at the dictionary. A propos of the word
“increase,” this example, taken from the
works of Mme. de Stael, was proposed:
“Poverty increases ignorance, and ignorance
poverty.”
Three objections were immediately raised:
1. Antithesis.
2. Contemporary writer.
3. Dangerous thing to say.
The Academy rejected the example.