Diplomatic Fencing with Russia
Caulaincourt and Rumianzoff
Plight
of the Czar
Napoleon and the Papacy
The Pope a Prisoner
The House of
Braganza
Partition of Portugal
Flight of the Royal Family
Junot’s
Aspirations
The Condition of Spain
The Court
The Crown Prince
The Popular Factions
Napoleon’s Plans
Quarrel of Charles
and Ferdinand
Trial of Ferdinand
Invasion of Spain
Napoleon
and Lucien at Mantua
Napoleon and
Joseph at Venice
Godoy Thwarted
The French Armament
The Humiliation
of Spain
Fall of Godoy
Abdication of the King.
The instructions issued by Napoleon
to Caulaincourt in this crisis reveal the writer’s
entire political system during the turning-point of
his career: they show him at the height of his
powers, promising, cajoling, suggesting, procrastinating,
representing his own actions in the best light without
regard to truth, using Russia as long as she could
serve him, and abandoning her within a few days when
she became recalcitrant; all this to gain time and
opportunity. The Czar had been from the outset
instigated by the French ambassador to seize Finland,
but feeling that success in that quarter would weaken
his claims on the principalities, he hesitated.
Court intrigue began to thicken about him once more.
With every day the miseries and uncertainties of his
position made him more wretched. At last he behaved
with the inconsistency of distraction and hesitation.
Almost while soothing words were being uttered to
the Swedish ambassador, Russian columns suddenly burst
into the Swedish province, and were not withdrawn.
Alexander renewed his demand for the Danube provinces.
Napoleon sent him exquisite presents, Sèvres porcelain
or some specimen of choice armor. At last came
the letter of February second. The first impression
made on the Czar by its reading was one of exaggerated
joy and enthusiasm: “Ha! the style of Tilsit!
What a great man! What large ideas!” Such
were his exclamations as he read. But calm deliberation
awakened suspicions, and before long a defiant spirit
led to a categorical request that any ultimate design
on Silesia should be formally renounced, whereupon
Caulaincourt replied: “The Emperor Napoleon
demands that your Majesty shall not be more urgent
with him than he is with you.”
As a preliminary to the second personal
interview between the two monarchs, suggested at Tilsit,
and for which proposals were now renewed from Paris,
the two ministers, Caulaincourt and Rumianzoff, finally
began to discuss the terms of a partition of Turkey.
The diplomatic gladiators were well matched; between
offer and substitute, demand and excuse, feint and
counterfeint, the days passed in a most entertaining
manner, until suddenly the Czar became aware that time
was flying and that he was not making headway.
Somewhat petulantly the interview was postponed, for
it was clear that the ministers would not agree by
the time suggested, and without an agreement Alexander
refused to attend. Meanwhile his troops in Finland
had met with bitter and obstinate resistance.
His army had been driven from eastern Bothnia, and
his fleet lay blockaded by that of Great Britain under
Admiral Saumarez. St. Petersburg was terrified
by the presence of an English fleet in the Baltic.
The Czar could not weaken his force on the Danube,
lest he should lose the coveted provinces, and he dared
not withdraw troops from Poland, for the French were
still in Silesia. With the understanding that
Bernadotte should be their active auxiliary, the Russian
forces had rashly crossed the Swedish border with
inadequate numbers; and in reality the marshal did
set out to join them, but half-way on his march, for
some unexplained reason, he had paused. Caulaincourt
said it was because of the difficulties encountered
in crossing the Belt; but the halt was, of course,
one move in Napoleon’s game. On April twenty-fifth
the latter wrote to Talleyrand: “Was I
to send my soldiers so lightly into Sweden? There
was nothing for me there.” Simultaneously
the French forces in both Poland and Prussia were
compacted and strengthened, while at the confluence
of the Bug and the Vistula, in the grand duchy of Warsaw,
over against the Russian frontier, were steadily rising
the walls of a powerful fort above which waved the
tricolor. What a plight was this for the White
Czar, the grandson of Catherine II, the philosophic
monarch educated by Laharpe, the beneficent despot!
Behind him a disgusted nation, before him illimitable
warfare; bound by the letter of an ambiguous treaty,
occupied in a doubtful conquest, thwarted in his ambitions;
in short, if not checkmated, put into a position very
much like that known in the noble game of chess as
stalemate!
Napoleon’s treatment of the
Czar makes the whole situation in northern Europe
and Austria easily comprehensible; it is necessary
to examine from the same standpoint, also, what occurred
in the southern states of Europe, remote as they were;
otherwise the course of affairs at the opposite extremities
of Europe seems utterly mysterious. If the path
followed at St. Petersburg was tortuous, what shall
be said of the policy pursued in the Papal States,
in Tuscany, in Portugal and in Spain? During
the diplomatic reconnaissance led by Caulaincourt,
the statesmen of these countries had been busy at
Fontainebleau. What Cardinal Bayanne seemed anxious
to obtain for Pius VII
namely, the inviolability
of his territories
had been lost even before
the concessions demanded from the Pope were made.
The trembling prelate had consented to join the federation
against England, to drive out the monks, to accept
an increased French representation in the College of
Cardinals, and to admit Venetia to the Concordat.
But to use Napoleon’s own expression in the
decree issued from Vienna on May seventeenth, 809,
the Western Emperor had already “resumed the
grant” of Charles the Great which had been used
against his successor. There was no longer a
hostile strip of land, stretching from sea to sea,
which separated the kingdoms of Naples and Italy, for
the three legations were occupied in December, 807.
With this fulcrum Bayanne had been
moved to negotiate a formal treaty containing all
Napoleon’s stipulations. The Pope was exasperated
by the occupation of his lands, and refused his assent
to the paper; he would not even enter the French federative
system. This attitude appears to have been quite
as agreeable to the Emperor of the French as one of
submission would have been. Appealing to public
opinion on the ground of necessity, he sent his troops
on February second, 808, into the city of Rome; in
March, Ancona, Macerata, Fermo, and Urbino were consolidated
with the kingdom of Italy; and before the end of April,
the foreign priests were banished, the Pope’s
battalions were enrolled under the tricolor, and the
guard of nobles was disbanded: the entire administration
was in French hands. For a year the successor
of St. Peter remained a faineant prince shut up in
the Quirinal. To a demand for the resignation
of his temporal power he replied by a bull, dated
June tenth, 809, excommunicating the invaders of
his states; thereupon he was seized and sent a prisoner
to Grenoble. Napoleon, looking backward in the
days of his humiliation, said that this quarrel with
the Pope was one of the most wearing episodes in all
his career. It undid much of the web knitted in
the Concordat, by alienating the Roman Catholics both
in France itself and in his conquered or allied lands.
During the same autumn months of 807
another treaty was negotiated at Fontainebleau; namely,
a secret compact with Spain for the partition of Portugal.
The house of Braganza, like the other so-called legitimate
monarchies of Europe, had fallen into a moral and physical
decline. The Queen was a lunatic, and her son
Don John, who was regent, though a mild and honorable
man, lacked every element of greatness such as would
have enabled him to swim in the troubled waters of
his time. The land, moreover, was saturated with
democratic principles. There had been a tacit
understanding that on account of the enormous tribute
paid to France for the acknowledgment of neutrality
she would close one eye to the traffic with England,
which was essential to the prosperity, if not to the
very existence, of the little country. But the
Berlin and Milan decrees were intended to be measures
of serious war, and the Emperor now insisted that they
should be enforced. Although the regent was the
son-in-law of Charles IV of Spain, yet after the peace
of Tilsit the court of Madrid united with that of
Fontainebleau in an effort to compel the closing of
all Portuguese harbors and the fulfilment of the decrees
to the letter, demanding the dismissal of the English
minister, the arrest of all British subjects, and
the confiscation of all English goods. The reply
of John was a consent to everything except the arrest
of innocent traders.
This partial refusal was a sufficient
pretext; at once the French envoy at Lisbon was recalled,
Junot was ordered to enter Spain and to march on Portugal,
while the terms of partition were settled at Fontainebleau
with Charles’s minister, Izquierdo, in a compact
which Napoleon must have looked upon as the great
practical joke of his life. For fear he should
be too quickly found out, he positively inhibited
Charles from communicating it to his ministers.
The French ambassador at Madrid was also kept in ignorance
of its terms. Under it the King of Spain was
to be styled Emperor of the Two Americas; and in return
for Etruria, which was at last to be formally incorporated
with the kingdom of Italy, he was to have what he
had so long desired, the virtual sovereignty of Portugal.
Over one portion the young King of Etruria was to
reign as a vassal; over a second, the generalissimo
and high admiral of Spain, the Prince of the Peace,
the Queen’s paramour, the King’s trusted
servant, Manuel Godoy; a third was to remain unappropriated
for Charles’s disposal at a later date.
The treaty ended with the seemingly
innocent stipulation that a new French army of forty
thousand men should be formed at Bayonne, to be in
readiness should Great Britain land troops in Portugal.
It was not, however, to enter Spain without the agreement
of both contracting parties. Meantime Junot,
by his Emperor’s command, was sending home maps,
plans, topographical sketches, and itineraries of Spain.
Although twenty-five thousand Spaniards were marching
with him, he received orders, dated October thirty-first,
three days after the treaty was signed at Fontainebleau,
to seize all the strong places of Portugal, occupy
them with French troops, and not to permit the Spaniards
to garrison a single one. His first object, he
had been already told, should be to capture the fleet
lying in the Tagus and to take the regent prisoner.
The clever and ambitious general marched swiftly,
and on November twenty-seventh reached, with his exhausted
troops, Abrantes, a town about eighty miles from Lisbon.
The news of his arrival was unexpected in the capital;
worse still, as it appeared to the dismayed court,
were the evidences that he would receive an enthusiastic
reception from many influential elements of the population,
who still considered the word “French”
a synonym for “democratic.” Sir Sidney
Smith, who commanded the British ships in the Tagus,
addressed a letter to Don John promising that England
would never recognize a rule in Portugal hostile to
the house of Braganza, and strongly urging him to
embark the royal family for the Portuguese dominions
in South America. The prince had probably read
what had been published in the “Moniteur”
of November thirteenth: to wit
“The
regent of Portugal loses the throne. The fall
of the house of Braganza is a new proof of the inevitable
destruction attending those who unite with England.”
At any rate the hard-pressed ruler was unnerved, and
issued a jerky, feeble proclamation, declaring that
he would never submit to the tyranny of Napoleon,
announcing his flight, naming a council of regency,
and requesting those who were so disposed to accompany
him. A very few faithful subjects joined themselves
to the royal family, and with the mad Queen in their
midst the little band embarked.
The fleet had hardly worked its way
out of the river when Junot reached Lisbon with a
small corps of panting, worn-out men. His prey
had escaped, but so had the mad Queen, and from that
moment he began to wonder why a crown would not sit
comfortably on his own head. He had been Bonaparte’s
faithful confidant from the outset of his career,
and could furnish a queen who boasted an ancestry no
less distinguished than that of the Greek emperors
of the Comnenian family. The people were most
friendly, deputations from the powerful secret society
of Freemasons presented addresses, the regency made
no resistance, the commander-in-chief and his army
gave in their submission. But the French general
showed no sign of organizing the liberal government
which they so earnestly desired and fully expected.
On the contrary, he established military provinces,
seized all the public moneys, and sought to conciliate
his master’s debtors at his master’s expense;
for, instead of the forty millions indemnity demanded
by Napoleon, he took his pen, like the unjust steward,
and wrote twenty. In return the Portuguese radicals
were to ask the Emperor that he should be made their
king. Owing in part to Junot’s insatiable
greed and his appropriation of enormous private treasure,
an
example which his army was quick to follow,
in
part to the subsequent disenchantment and a general
revulsion of feeling, the plan came to naught.
Before long the Spanish general Bellesca seized the
French governor of Oporto and began a rebellion in
favor of Don John. The commander-in-chief, called
from Lisbon to suppress the insurgents, left the city
under a committee at the head of which was the Bishop
of Oporto. The prelate at once applied to England
for help, and in a short time the whole country had
organized secret juntas in order to throw off the
French yoke. England responded with alacrity,
sending troops from Sicily and from Ireland; but the
strongest reinforcement of all was the general appointed
to command them, Sir Arthur Wellesley. Before
the middle of August, 808, the Peninsular war was
raging and the laurels were England’s.
Meantime the contemplated upheaval
had occurred in Spain. It is impossible to conceive
deeper degradation than that into which the Bourbon
monarchy of that country had sunk, and the court had
carried the country with it in its debasement.
The population had fallen to ten millions, and of
a nominal army of a hundred and twenty thousand men
not fifty thousand were really effective. The
host of office-holders and privileged nobility which
battened like leeches on an exhausted treasury was
equaled in number only by the clergy, secular and
regular, with nuns, novices, and servants, who lived
on the revenues of the ecclesiastical estates, and
on what could be extorted from an impoverished people.
By a terrible form of primogeniture the lands which
did not belong to the Church had gradually fallen
into the hands of a few owners, who lived in state
at Madrid and never laid eyes on their farms, forests,
or pastures. The peasantry had no interest to
improve what might be taken from them at the death
of the proprietor, or by caprice be appraised at a
higher value on account of their very efforts toward
the amelioration of their lot. The grandees kept
gloomy state in vast palaces filled with hordes of
idle servants. The remnants from their lavish
but poorly served tables supported the crowds of beggars
that thronged their gates. Of social life they
had little; they were gloomy, lonely, and sullenly
indifferent. In their stables stood herds of mules
and hung stores of gaudy trappings, but these were
used only a few times each year to convey the owners
in proper dignity to the great public functions.
On such a foundation stood the court:
the King, generous-minded but deceived, and jealously
attached to the crown servants, impatient of any annoyance,
and always declaring a willingness to resign his throne;
the Queen, clear-headed and ambitious, but self-indulgent,
extravagant, and vicious; Godoy, the Prince of the
Peace,
so called from the treaty which
he had negotiated at Basel to conclude the French
and Spanish revolutionary wars,
the real
ruler, soothing the King’s sensibilities and
gratifying the Queen’s passions. To preserve
his ascendancy this trimmer had thrown in his lot with
Napoleon; but, faithless and perfidious, he would
gladly have rejected that or any other protection
to fly to one he believed stronger. In any centralized
monarchy the administrative law is the backbone; in
Spain the administration was feeble and corrupt, for
every member of it was engaged in humbly imitating
the example of its head, whose house was a depot of
plunder, whence toward the close of his career the
spoils were transferred on pack-mules by night, no
one knew whither. It was said, and many sober
men believed it, that Godoy had all the wealth of
Spain.
Ferdinand, Prince of Asturias, and
heir apparent to the throne, was a young widower of
good impulses but feeble character. His deceased
wife, married in 803, had been the daughter of Queen
Caroline of Naples; having quarreled with her mother-in-law,
Louisa, she had died prematurely, probably poisoned.
The prince knew the scandals of his father’s
household and the abuses of Godoy’s administration,
but thought the bonds of degradation too strong to
be stricken off by a weak hand like his own.
His followers, however, headed by the Duke del
Infantado and the ambitious Canon Escoiquiz, his
former tutor, were numerous and enlightened.
They understood how hollow was the protection vouchsafed
by Napoleon to Godoy, and how faithless was the pretended
friendship of the latter for France. Their plan
was that Ferdinand should refuse the proffered hand
of Godoy’s sister-in-law, demand that of a Beauharnais
princess, and thus secure the interest and aid of
the French emperor. With such support they might
hope to overthrow the minister and reform the administration.
No doubt they also dreamed of power and place for
themselves.
As time passed, the sympathies of
the nation rallied more and more to Ferdinand, until
at last he became the leader and representative of
the solid elements in society. Between the waning
power of Godoy and the rising popularity of the crown
prince, something like an equilibrium was at last
established, and in 807 the two embittered factions
stood like gladiators looking for a chance to strike.
This situation was made to Napoleon’s hand;
but as it gave rise to more and more serious intrigues,
a decision had to be taken promptly. Should he
accede to Ferdinand’s desire, formally communicated
in a letter sent by Escoiquiz on October twelfth?
Talleyrand and Fouche both urged the adoption of the
policy. What prompted Talleyrand cannot be surmised.
After Austerlitz he had urged moderation, but it was
probably because he was bribed by the vanquished.
His judgment and interest may, however, have kept
equal pace in that conclusion. He was most likely
influenced in this one by the Empress, whose position
was becoming desperate, for the Bonaparte family were
now persistently and openly urging a divorce.
All Josephine’s arts seemed unavailing against
her obdurate enemies, and her last hope was to obtain
royal alliances for her relatives, thus securing new
support against those of the Emperor. She had
a charming niece, Mlle. Tascher de la Pagerie,
to whom she was ardently devoted; and to set on the
throne of Spain one who was almost a daughter would
both gratify natural affection and fortify her own
position.
There is no indication, however, that
Talleyrand’s hand was crossed this time, though
again his judgment coincided with his interest in
sound advice. The country was utterly disorganized
and a change must occur; the people were too haughty
to endure their humiliation longer; it would be better
to support Ferdinand as a reformer, and thereby secure
for the French system not merely the kingdom proper,
but all her colonial dominions. As Fouche put
it, the King had so far been one of the best of French
prefects, and if he were no longer efficient his legitimate
heir had better be continued in the office. But
the idea of securing the Spanish colonies for his
Empire dazzled and allured the Emperor more than the
assured support of Spain. Having determined for
that purpose to put one of his brothers on the Spanish
throne, he disregarded both the clamorous calls for
aid from the King on one side and the approaches of
Ferdinand on the other. All remonstrance from
his own family was vain, and he proceeded with his
scheme. A new conscription secured the forty
thousand men for Bayonne, and General Clarke was ordered
to fortify the frontier.
Exactly in the nick of time the intrigues
at Madrid had come to a head. On October twenty-eighth
an armed Spanish force seized the person and papers
of Ferdinand. Godoy feigned illness and kept his
rooms, while the Queen examined what was found.
It was said that there was a cipher code for corresponding
with friends; a memorial from Ferdinand to Napoleon
charging Godoy with a design to seize the throne,
and mentioning his mother’s shame in covert terms;
a memorial from Escoiquiz asking from the Emperor
the hand of a French princess; and an order under
the seal of Ferdinand VII, with blank date, to the
Duke del Infantado, appointing him to the
command of New Castile on the King’s death.
Two days later Godoy’s connection with the seizure
was proved; for, ill as he feigned to be, he was observed
entering the Escorial after nightfall. Next day
the King announced the discovery of this “conspiracy”
in a proclamation to his people, and wrote a letter
of similar wording to Napoleon, complaining that Beauharnais,
the French ambassador, had been the center of the
intrigue. The charge was strictly true, for this
brother of the Empress’s first husband, though
a bluff, honest man, was blindly self-confident, and
had fallen into the trap set for him in Paris.
He was not unwilling to gratify Josephine, he despised
Godoy, and his evident friendship for the crown prince
had been largely instrumental in creating the popular
confidence that France would regenerate Spain by means
of the legitimate heir.
Charles also announced his intention
of cutting Ferdinand off from the succession, and
humbly requested Napoleon’s advice. A commission
of Castilian grandees was appointed to try the culprit,
while simultaneously strenuous efforts were made to
force a confession of conspiracy from him. The
latter scheme failed, but the prince obeyed with alacrity
the summons to appear. Exactly what occurred is
unknown, but it can be imagined; some of the facts
leaked out, and the result was a wretched compromise
both at court and among the people. The prince
asserted that he had written the suspicious order during
his father’s recent illness, basely denounced
his accomplices, and by declaring that it was Beauharnais
who had suggested his asking a wife from the Emperor
strengthened the general belief that Napoleon had
instigated his entire course. This was enough
to cow the King and Queen. The offender was at
once released, and wrote a formal request for pardon.
His sire issued a proclamation granting the boon.
His friends were formally tried, but Godoy dared not
ask questions compromising the French ambassador,
and they were acquitted.
During the trial the “secret
hand” was indicated as being still unknown;
some said it was that of the Queen, a few thought the
grand inquisitor had been meddling. Napoleon
sent a wily and misleading epistle declaring that
he had never received a letter from the Prince of
Asturias,
which literally was true, though
he had been informed of its existence and of its contents,
and
that he had heard nothing but the vague gossip of
palace talk. This letter of Napoleon’s was
confided on November thirteenth to one of his shrewdest
counselors, the chamberlain de Tournon, who was carefully
instructed to bring home the most accurate information
he could secure regarding the state of public feeling,
and secretly to observe the condition in which he
found the frontier fortresses of Pamplona and Fuenterrabia.
On the same day orders were issued for Dupont to take
advantage of the general excitement incident to the
recent events, cross the frontier with his division,
and advance to Vitoria, whence he should reconnoiter
the surrounding country. As if to emphasize his
own indifference, in reality to avoid unpleasant questions
and with the most serious objects in view, the Emperor
set out for Italy a few days earlier; and the day
of his arrival in Milan was the date on which Dupont
invaded Spain. During this visit to Venice, which
has been referred to as the time in which Russia was
brought to a standstill and the ultimate method of
procedure in the Orient outlined, Napoleon met the
Queen Regent of Etruria. She declared, as was
expected of her, that she could not continue to reign
where she did not rule, her dominions being occupied
on the ground of large policy by French troops; accordingly
she was despatched to Madrid with a royal train.
Her sometime kingdom was incorporated with that of
Italy, and the unsuspecting Beauharnais was instructed
to have her new Portuguese realm ready against her
arrival.
But the real object of that winter
journey to Italy seems to have been the two interviews
which the Emperor had with his brothers Joseph and
Lucien, the former being beckoned from Naples to Venice,
the latter from Rome to Mantua. The younger brother
had, after the first juvenile heats of radicalism,
become a moderate republican, holding his convictions
resolutely. Having opposed a hereditary consulate
for Napoleon, and unmindful of any reward he might
have claimed for his services of Brumaire, he
withdrew from public life to spend his time in study
and the gratification of his literary tastes.
On the death of his first wife, by whom he had two
daughters, he married, in direct opposition to Napoleon’s
wishes, the beautiful and accomplished Mme. de
Jauberthon. This was in 803. Having been
importuned to put her away and lend himself to the
project of buttressing the Empire by accepting a crown
and contracting a royal marriage, he had refused.
By far the ablest and most courageous of the Bonaparte
brothers, he was utterly indifferent to the rise of
Napoleonic empire, for his principles were fixed.
It was with reluctance that he came to Mantua.
There are two accounts of what happened there:
that which has long been accepted
of Lucien
hotly refusing the crown of Portugal, with the hand
of Prince Ferdinand for his daughter Charlotte; and
that which makes Napoleon’s first offer to have
been Etruria. Both accounts agree, however, that
the Emperor raised his bid to the promise of Italy
always
on condition that his brother should divorce his wife
and rule in the interest of the imperial power.
Lucien disdained even this bribe, declaring that he
would accept the crown, but that he would rule in
the interests of his subjects, and that he would in
no case consider a divorce. Angry words were
spoken. Napoleon crushed in his hand a watch
with which he had been toying, hissing out that thus
he would crush wills which opposed his. “I
defy you to commit a crime,” retorted Lucien.
Before parting there was a half reconciliation, and
Napoleon requested that at least his brother’s
eldest daughter might be sent to Paris for use in the
scheme of royal alliances. Lucien assented, and
the child, a clever girl of about fourteen, was sent
to live with Madame Mere. She was thoroughly
discontented, and wrote bright, sarcastic letters to
her stepmother, whom she loved, depicting the avarice
of her grandmother and the foibles of her other relatives.
These, like all other suspected letters of the time,
were intercepted and read in the “cabinet noir”;
their contents being made known to Napoleon, he sent
the petulant, witty writer back to her father.
Despairing of any support from Lucien or his family,
Napoleon formally adopted his stepson Eugene, the
viceroy, with a view to consolidating and confirming
the Italian feeling of dependence on France.
Joseph’s character also had
ripened by this time. Experience had destroyed
the adventurous spirit in which he entered on his career;
he had become a gentle, philosophic, industrious monarch,
careful of the best interests of his people, and he
was accordingly beloved by them. Roederer had
introduced order into the Neapolitan finances, his
own administrative reforms worked smoothly, and the
only discontented element of his people was composed
of the nobles, who chafed at the repression of their
power and the curtailment of their privileges.
There is positive evidence that Joseph was summoned
and came to Venice, but there is no record of the
interview, except a marginal note written by Joseph
himself in an existing copy of Miot de Melito’s
memoirs, to the effect that Napoleon spoke of the troubles
among the members of the royal family of Spain as likely
“to produce results which he dreaded.”
The last word is underscored. “I have enough
anxiety prepared,” he said; “troubles in
Spain can only benefit the English, who do not desire
peace, by destroying the resources which I find in
that ally to carry on the war against them.”
Over and above this information there is, however,
a high probability that Joseph was then informed that
since Lucien had proved refractory, he himself was
now destined for Spain; that the King expressed at
first a decided unwillingness to accept the unwelcome
task; and that, like Lucien, he departed under his
brother’s disfavor. Napoleon’s offer
had already been discussed at Tilsit as a contingency.
Joseph was so accustomed to obey that a sober second
thought led him to repent of his creditable hesitation;
within a week, and before leaving Venice, he had despatched
a confidential messenger to secure Alexander’s
formal compliance with his transfer to Spain.
He was under the spell of the magician, for it was
probably Napoleon who prompted his thoughts.
After that of Charles the Great, the empire of Charles
V had been the most splendid in Europe, and Joseph
perhaps dreamed that if not first he might be second,
eclipsed only by his brother.
Godoy was an adroit diplomat.
In reply to Napoleon’s letter he personally
asked and urged the bestowal on Ferdinand of a French
princess in marriage, but at the same time he also
urged the publication of what had been stipulated
at Fontainebleau. The answer was most dilatory,
and when it was written there was a new tone:
Napoleon would gladly draw the bonds of alliance tighter
by such a match as had been so often suggested, but
could such a mark of confidence be shown to a dishonored
son without some proof of his repentance? He
added that it would be premature to publish the articles
of Fontainebleau. In open contempt of that document,
a decree was issued on December twenty-third, 807,
from Milan, appointing Junot governor of all Portugal.
On February second, 808, this paper was communicated
to the King of Spain by Beauharnais, with the intimation
that the treaty must temporarily remain suspended.
The scales now fell from Godoy’s eyes.
His agent in Paris informed him that he had been coldly
received by Champagny, the Minister of External Relations;
and soon afterward Mlle. Tascher de la Pagerie
was married to an unimportant member of the Rhenish
Confederation, the Duke of Aremberg. It was thought
at Madrid that the Emperor had abandoned both the
court factions; public opinion, whether favorable
to one or the other, was soon united in a common irritation
against France, and before long it was current talk
that Napoleon contemplated the dismemberment of Spain
by the connivance of Godoy.
Meantime the new conscription had
been carried through, and ever larger numbers of French
striplings, dignified by the name of troops, appeared
at Bayonne, and crossed the border. The sturdy
Spaniards regarded them with amazement and contempt.
There was no appearance as yet of any English invasion,
and the army in Portugal was in no need of assistance;
but Moncey followed Dupont with thirty thousand so-called
men; Duhesme led an army corps to Barcelona at one
end of the Pyrénées, while Darmagnac passed the gorge
of Roncesvalles into Navarre with his division, and
seized Pamplona; Bessieres hurried on behind with
the guard; and Jerome was ordered to levy forty thousand
men in Westphalia. Figueras, San Sebastian, and
Valladolid were soon in French hands. The “Moniteur”
of January twenty-fourth explained that these acts
were necessitated by plans of the English to land at
Cadiz. Six days afterward the Emperor estimated
that he had eight hundred thousand men under arms,
and that he would soon have eighty thousand more.
In the presence of such facts the Prince of the Peace
was prostrated, while terror overpowered the feeble
King and his wicked consort. Nor was their panic
diminished when a second letter arrived from Napoleon,
dated February twenty-fifth, which plainly showed
a determination to quarrel. “Your Majesty
asked the hand of a French princess for the Prince
of Asturias; I replied on January tenth that I consented.
Your Majesty speaks no more of this marriage.
All this leaves in the dark many objects important
for the welfare of my peoples.” In a few
weeks Izquierdo arrived from Paris and reluctantly
explained the appalling truth: that the gossamer
bonds of the treaty he had negotiated at Fontainebleau
were blown away, and that Portugal was to be given
entire to one of the Bonapartes. This was the
explanation of the appalling armaments in northern
Spain, beyond the Ebro. Godoy returned an answer
refusing all proposals tending to such a conclusion.
Izquierdo carried back this reply, and toward the close
of March Talleyrand was appointed to negotiate with
him under the pretense of finding some compromise.
Talleyrand was heartily sick of his
inactivity, and eagerly seized the opportunity to
reassert his importance. Abandoning utterly the
position of semi-resistance to Napoleon which he had
held for some time past, he now used his adroit and
clever gift to further the Emperor’s schemes.
The document which was finally drawn up by him gave
the French equal rights in the Spanish colonies with
Spanish subjects, and proposed an exchange for Portugal
of the great march north of the Ebro, which had once
been held by Charles the Great and was now held by
Napoleon. When Izquierdo heard the hard stipulations
he cried out in dismay, but to every remonstrance
came the cool reply that such was the Emperor’s
will. Early in March Bessieres entered Spain with
thirty-five thousand men. This raised the total
number in the scattered divisions of the French troops
now south of the Pyrénées to about a hundred thousand.
The Spaniards were at last thoroughly awake to the
fact of their humiliation. Excitement became more
and more intense, until an eruption of popular violence
was imminent.
At this crisis Napoleon took a step
of great significance. Murat, Grand Duke of Berg,
arrived at Burgos on March thirteenth, with full powers
as commander-in-chief, and at once assumed command.
Ordering a concentration of all the divisions, he
slowly marched on Madrid. The Prince of the Peace
and the King heard their hour striking. Godoy’s
first thought was to imitate the example set by the
house of Braganza, and, flying beyond the seas, to
establish the Spanish Bourbons in Mexico or Peru.
The Queen was from the first ardent for a project
which would prolong the semblance of power for herself
and the favorite, but it was days before Charles could
bring himself to such a conclusion. At last,
on March fifteenth, the council was summoned to hear
his determination, and orders were given to keep open
the route to Cadiz. The populace felt that disgrace
could go no further, and, denouncing Godoy, besought
the King to remain.
They could get no satisfactory answer
from Aranjuez, where the vacillating, terrified, and
disunited court now was. One day followed another,
and the streets of that town swarmed with angry men
whose pride and scorn found expression in calls for
Godoy’s death. On the evening of the seventeenth
they began to riot, and the wretched prince saw his
house surrounded. Half clad and half starved,
he tried first one door and then another; all were
beset, and he was compelled to take refuge in the
loft, where he remained hidden under a rubbish heap
while the mob worked their will in the handsome rooms
below. Next morning Charles yielded to the popular
clamor, and deposed Godoy from his high offices.
For forty-eight hours the minister lay concealed.
At last he could no longer endure the tortures of
hunger and thirst; evading the attention of his own
household, he reached the street, and on the nineteenth
was taken in charge by the guards who held it.
The rumor of his capture spread fast, and it required
great courage on the part of the soldiers to protect
their prisoner from violence. Their efforts were
only partly successful; they had a bloody and fainting
burden when they reached their barracks and withdrew
behind the doors. In that moment, when it seemed
as if the mob would finally break down even the strong
entrance and seize its prey, Charles despatched his
son to calm the storm.
The people adored the Prince of Asturias,
and without difficulty he quieted the rioters and
offered life to his enemy. The haughty grandee,
broken by pain, fell on his knees and implored protection;
but he retained enough of interest in the situation
to murmur through his gory lips, “Are you already
king?” “Not yet, but I shall be soon,”
was the reply. On a promise that the traitorous
betrayer of his country’s honor should be delivered
to the courts and tried by the rigor of the law, the
excited populace withdrew. At once Charles began
preparations to carry Godoy beyond their reach; but
the fact could not be kept secret, and once more rioting
began. The populace of Madrid burned all the
palaces belonging to the prince, except one, which
they spared because they thought it was the property
of their sovereign. The King submitted to what
was inevitable, but determined to lay down the burden
of his royal dignity. On the same day, the nineteenth,
he signed the necessary papers and abdicated in favor
of his son. Next morning, in the presence of
a great council summoned to Aranjuez, he explained
that he was overwhelmed by misfortune and the weight
of government, and that for his health’s sake
he must seek the ease of private life in a milder
clime.