No More Learning

. . . There is surely a reason for this want of inborn
sympathy between the creature and the creation around it. ”
·
THE SCENES AND THE ACTORS
From Mademoiselle's Campaigns,' in 'Atlantic Essays. Copyright 1871, by
J. R. Osgood & Co. Reprinted by permission of Longmans, Green &
Co. , publishers, New York.
HE heroine of this tale is one so famous in history that her
THE
proper name never appears in it. The seeming paradox
is the soberest fact. To us Americans, glory lies in the
abundant display of one's personal appellation in the news-
papers. Our heroine lived in the most gossiping of all ages,
herself its greatest gossip; yet her own name, patronymic or


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baptismal, never was talked about. It was not that she sunk
that name beneath high-sounding titles; she only elevated the
most commonplace of all titles till she monopolized it and it
monopolized her. Anne Marie Louise d'Orléans, Souveraine de
Dombes, Princesse Dauphine d'Auvergne, Duchesse de Mont-
pensier, is forgotten, or rather was never remembered; but the
great name of MADEMOISELLE, La Grande Mademoiselle, gleams
like a golden thread shot through and through that gorgeous
tapestry of crimson and purple which records for us the age of
Louis Quatorze.
In May of the year 1627, while the slow tide of events was
drawing Charles I. toward his scaffold,-while Sir John Eliot
was awaiting in the Tower of London the summoning of the
Third Parliament,- while the troops of Buckingham lay dying,
without an enemy, upon the Isle of Rhé,- at the very crisis of
the terrible siege of Rochelle, and perhaps during the very hour
when the Three Guardsmen of Dumas held that famous bastion
against an army, the heroine of our story was born. And she,
like the Three Guardsmen, waited till twenty years after for a
career.
The twenty years are over. Richelieu is dead. The strong-
est will that ever ruled France has passed away; and the poor
broken King has hunted his last badger at St. Germain, and then
meekly followed his master to the grave, as he has always fol-
lowed him. Louis XIII. , called Louis le Juste, not from the
predominance of that particular virtue (or any other) in his char-
acter, but simply because he happened to be born under the
constellation of the Scales, has died like a Frenchman, in peace
with all the world except his wife. That beautiful and queenly
wife, called Anne of Austria (though a Spaniard),- no longer the
wild and passionate girl who fascinated Buckingham and em-
broiled two kingdoms,- has hastened within four days to defy
all the dying imprecations of her husband, by reversing every
plan and every appointment he has made. The little prince has
already shown all the Grand Monarque in his childish "Je suis
Louis Quatorze," and has been carried in his bib to hold his first.
Parliament. That Parliament, heroic as its English contempo-
rary, though less successful, has reached the point of revolution at
last. Civil war is impending. Condé, at twenty-one the great-
est general in Europe, after changing sides a hundred times in
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The per-
young, the brave, the beautiful cluster around them.
formers are drawn up in line, the curtain rises, - the play is
'The Wars of the Fronde,'-and into that brilliant arena, like
some fair circus equestrian, gay, spangled, and daring, rides
Mademoiselle.
Almost all French historians, from Voltaire to Cousin (St.
Aulaire being the chief exception), speak lightly of the Wars of
the Fronde. "La Fronde n'est pas
>>>>
sérieuse. Of course it was
not.
Had it been wholly serious, it would not have been wholly
French. Of course French insurrections, like French despotisms,
have always been tempered by epigrams; of course the people
went out to the conflicts in ribbons and feathers; of course over
every battle there pelted down a shower of satire, like the rain
at the Eglinton tournament. More than two hundred pamphlets
rattled on the head of Condé alone, and the collection of Mazarin-
ades, preserved by the Cardinal himself, fills sixty-nine volumes
in quarto. From every field the first crop was glory, the second
a bon-mot. When the dagger of De Retz fell from his breast
pocket, it was "our good archbishop's breviary"; and when his
famous Corinthian troop was defeated in battle, it was "the First
Epistle to the Corinthians. " While, across the Channel, Charles
Stuart was listening to his doom, Paris was gay in the midst of
dangers, Madame de Longueville was receiving her gallants in
mimic court at the Hôtel de Ville, De Retz was wearing his
sword-belt over his archbishop's gown, the little hunchback Conti
was generalissimo, and the starving people were pillaging Maza-
rin's library, in joke, "to find something to gnaw upon. " Outside
the walls, the maids of honor were quarreling over the straw
beds which annihilated all the romance of martyrdom, and Condé,
with five thousand men, was besieging five hundred thousand.
No matter, they all laughed through it, and through every suc-
ceeding turn of the kaleidoscope; and the "Anything may happen.
in France," with which La Rochefoucauld jumped amicably into
the carriage of his mortal enemy, was not only the first and best
of his maxims, but the keynote of French history for all coming
time.
But behind all this sport, as in all the annals of the nation,
were mysteries and terrors and crimes. It was the age of caba-
listic ciphers, like that of De Retz, of which Guy Joli dreamed
the solution; of inexplicable secrets, like the Man in the Iron
Mask, whereof no solution was ever dreamed; of poisons, like
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that diamond dust which in six hours transformed the fresh
beauty of the Princess Royal into foul decay; of dungeons, like
that cell at Vincennes which Madame de Rambouillet pronounced
to be "worth its weight in arsenic. " War or peace hung on the
color of a ball dress, and Madame de Chevreuse knew which
party was coming uppermost by observing whether the binding
of Madame de Hautefort's prayer-book was red or green. Per-
haps it was all a little theatrical, but the performers were all
Rachels.
And behind the crimes and the frivolities stood the Parlia-
ments, calm and undaunted, with leaders like Molé and Talon,
who needed nothing but success to make their names as grand
in history as those of Pym and Hampden. Among the Brienne
Papers in the British Museum there is a collection of the mani-
festoes and proclamations of that time; and they are earnest,
eloquent, and powerful, from beginning to end. Lord Mahon
alone among historians, so far as my knowledge goes, has done
fit and full justice to the French Parliaments; those assemblies
which refused admission to the foreign armies which the nobles
would gladly have summoned in, but fed and protected the ban-
ished princesses of England, when the court party had left
those descendants of the Bourbons to die of cold and hunger in
the palace of their ancestors. And we have the testimony of
Henrietta Maria herself, the only person who had seen both
revolutions near at hand, that "the troubles in England never
appeared so formidable in their early days, nor were the leaders
of the revolutionary party so ardent or so united. " The charac-
ter of the agitation was no more to be judged by its jokes and
epigrams, than the gloomy glory of the English Puritans by the
grotesque names of their saints, or the stern resolution of the
Dutch burghers by their guilds of rhetoric and symbolical melo-
drama.
But popular power was not yet developed in France, as it was
in England; all social order was unsettled and changing, and
well Mazarin knew it. He knew the pieces with which he played
his game of chess: the king powerless, the queen mighty, the
bishops unable to take a single straightforward move, and the
knights going naturally zigzag; with a host of plebeian pawns,
every one fit for a possible royalty, and therefore to be used
shrewdly, or else annihilated as soon as practicable. True, the
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six
Our age has forgotten even the meaning of the word "Fronde ";
but here also the French and Flemish histories run parallel, and
the Frondeurs, like the Gueux, were children of a sarcasm. The
Counselor Bachaumont one day ridiculed insurrectionists as re-
sembling the boys who played with slings (frondes) about the
streets of Paris, but scattered at the first glimpse of a policeman.
The phrase organized the party. Next morning all fashions were
à la fronde, hats, gloves, fans, bread, and ballads; and it cost
ears of civil war to pay for the Counselor's facetiousness.
That which was, after all, the most remarkable characteristic
of these wars might be guessed from this fact about the fashions.
The Fronde was pre-eminently "the War of the Ladies. " Edu-
cated far beyond the Englishwomen of their time, they took a
controlling share, sometimes ignoble, often noble, always power-
ful, in the affairs of the time. It was not merely a courtly gal-
lantry which flattered them with a hollow importance. De Retz,
in his 'Memoirs,' compares the women of his age with Elizabeth
of England. A Spanish ambassador once congratulated Mazarin
on obtaining temporary repose. "You are mistaken," he replied:
"there is no repose in France, for I have always women to con-
tend with. In Spain, women have only love affairs to employ
them; but here we have three who are capable of governing
or overthrowing great kingdoms,-the Duchesse de Longueville,
the Princesse Palatine, and the Duchesse de Chevreuse. " And
there were others as great as these; and the women who for
years outwitted Mazarin and outgeneraled Condé are deserving of
a stronger praise than they have yet obtained, even from the
classic and courtly Cousin.
What men of that age eclipsed or equaled the address and
daring of those delicate and high-born women? What a romance
was their ordinary existence! The Princesse Palatine gave ref-
uge to Madame de Longueville when that alone saved her from
sharing the imprisonment of her brothers Condé and Conti,-
then fled for her own life, by night, with Rochefoucauld. Madame
de Longueville herself, pursued afterwards by the royal troops,
wished to embark in a little boat, on a dangerous shore, during
a midnight storm so wild that not a fisherman could at first be
found to venture forth; the beautiful fugitive threatened and
implored till they consented; the sailor who bore her in his arms
to the boat let her fall amid the furious surges; she was dragged
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demanded to repeat the experiment; but as they utterly refused,
she rode inland beneath the tempest, and traveled for fourteen
nights before she could find another place of embarkation.
Madame de Chevreuse rode with one attendant from Paris
to Madrid, fleeing from Richelieu, remaining day and night on
her horse, attracting perilous admiration by the womanly loveli-
ness which no male attire could obscure. From Spain she went
to England, organizing there the French exiles into a strength
which frightened Richelieu; thence to Holland, to conspire nearer
home; back to Paris, on the minister's death, to form the faction.
of the Importants; and when the Duke of Beaufort was impris-
oned, Mazarin said, "Of what use to cut off the arms while
the head remains? " Ten years from her first perilous escape,
she made a second: dashed through La Vendée, embarked at St.
Malo for Dunkirk, was captured by the fleet of the Parliament,
was released by the governor of the Isle of Wight, unable to
imprison so beautiful a butterfly, reached her port at last, and in
a few weeks was intriguing at Liège again.
The Duchesse de Bouillon, Turenne's sister, purer than those
we have named, but not less daring or determined, after charm-
ing the whole population of Paris by her rebel beauty at the
Hôtel de Ville, escaped from her sudden incarceration by walk-
ing through the midst of her guards at dusk, crouching in the
shadow of her little daughter, and afterwards allowed herself to
be recaptured rather than desert that child's sick-bed.
Then there was Clémence de Maille, purest and noblest of all,
niece of Richelieu and hapless wife of the cruel ingrate Condé,
his equal in daring and his superior in every other high quality.
Married while a child still playing with her dolls, and sent at
once to a convent to learn to read and write, she became a
woman the instant her husband became a captive; while he
watered his pinks in the garden at Vincennes, she went through
France and raised an army for his relief. Her means were as
noble as her ends. She would not surrender the humblest of her
friends to an enemy, nor suffer the massacre of her worst enemy
by a friend. She threw herself between the fire of two hostile
parties at Bordeaux, and while men were falling each side of
her, compelled them to peace. Her deeds rang through Europe.
When she sailed from Bordeaux for Paris at last, thirty thou-
sand people assembled to bid her farewell. She was loved and
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so much and the Archbishop of Caen. The respectable arch-
bishop complained that "this lady did not prove that she had
been authorized by her husband,- an essential provision, without
which no woman can act in law. " And Condé himself, whose
heart, physically twice as large as other men's, was spiritually
imperceptible, repaid this stainless nobleness by years of perse-
cution, and bequeathed her as a lifelong prisoner to his dastard
son.
•
Then on the royal side there was Anne of Austria, sufficient
unto herself,-Queen Regent, and every inch a queen (before
all but Mazarin) from the moment when the mob of Paris filed
through the chamber of the boy king, during his pretended sleep,
and the motionless and stately mother held back the crimson
draperies with the same lovely arm that had waved perilous
farewells to Buckingham, to the day when the news of the
fatal battle of Gien came to her in her dressing-room, and
"she remained undisturbed before the mirror, not neglecting the
arrangement of a single curl. "
In short, every woman who took part in the Ladies' War
became heroic,- from Marguerite of Lorraine, who snatched the
pen from her weak husband's hand and gave De Retz the order
for the first insurrection, down to the wife of the commandant.
of the Porte St. Roche, who, springing from her bed to obey
that order, made the drums beat to arms and secured the barrier;
and fitly, amid adventurous days like these, opened the career of
Mademoiselle.
THE FIRST CAMPAIGN
GRANDCHILD Of Henri Quatre, niece of Louis XIII. , cousin of
Louis XIV. , first princess of the blood, and with the largest income.
in the nation (500,000 livres) to support these dignities, Made-
moiselle was certainly born in the purple. Her autobiography
admits us to very gorgeous company; the stream of her personal
recollections is a perfect Pactolus. There is almost a surfeit of
royalty in it; every card is a court card, and all her counters
are counts. "I wore at this festival all the crown jewels of
France, and also those of the Queen of England. " "A far greater
establishment was assigned to me than any fille de France had
ever had, not excepting any of my aunts, the Queens of England
and of Spain, and the Duchess of Savoy. " "The Queen, my
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been governess to the late King. " Pageant or funeral, it is the
same thing. "In the midst of these festivities we heard of the
death of the King of Spain; whereat the queens were greatly
afflicted, and we all went into mourning. " Thus, throughout,
her 'Memoirs' glitter like the coat with which the splendid
Buckingham astonished the cheaper chivalry of France: they
drop diamonds.
But for any personal career Mademoiselle found at first no
opportunity, in the earlier years of the Fronde. A gay, fearless,
flattered girl, she simply shared the fortunes of the court; laughed
at the festivals in the palace, laughed at the ominous insurrec-
tions in the streets; laughed when the people cheered her, their
pet princess; and when the royal party fled from Paris, she
adroitly secured for herself the best straw bed at St. Germain,
and laughed louder than ever. She despised the courtiers who
flattered her; secretly admired her young cousin Condé, whom
she affected to despise; danced when the court danced, and ran
away when it mourned. She made all manner of fun of her
English lover, the future Charles II. , whom she alone of all the
world found bashful; and in general she wasted the golden hours
with much excellent fooling. Nor would she perhaps ever have
found herself a heroine, but that her respectable father was a
poltroon.
Lord Mahon ventures to assert that Gaston, Duke of Orléans,
was "the most cowardly prince of whom history makes mention. "
A strong expression, but perhaps safe. Holding the most power-
ful position in the nation, he never came upon the scene but to
commit some new act of ingenious pusillanimity; while, by some
extraordinary chance, every woman of his immediate kindred was
a natural heroine, and became more heroic through disgust at
him. His wife was Marguerite of Lorraine, who originated the
first Fronde insurrection; his daughter turned the scale of the
second. Yet personally he not only had not the courage to act,
but had not the courage to abstain from acting: he could no
more keep out of parties than in them, but was always busy,
waging war in spite of Mars and negotiating in spite of Minerva.
And when the second war of the Fronde broke out, it was
in spite of himself that he gave his name and his daughter to
the popular cause. When the fate of the two nations hung trem-
bling in the balance, the royal army under Turenne advancing
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likely to take the side of the strongest, then Mademoiselle's
hour had come. All her sympathies were more and more inclin-
ing to the side of Condé and the people. Orléans was her own
hereditary city. Her father, as was his custom in great emer-
gencies, declared that he was very ill and must go to bed imme-
diately: but it was as easy for her to be strong as it was for him
to be weak; so she wrung from him a reluctant plenipotentiary
power, she might go herself and try what her influence could
do. And so she rode forth from Paris one fine morning, March
27th, 1652,- rode with a few attendants, half in enthusiasm, half
in levity, aiming to become a second Joan of Arc, secure the
city, and save the nation. "I felt perfectly delighted," says the
young girl, "at having to play so extraordinary a part. "
The people of Paris had heard of her mission, and cheered
her as she went. The officers of the army, with an escort of five
hundred men, met her half-way from Paris. Most of them evi-
dently knew her calibre, were delighted to see her, and installed
her at once over a regular council of war. She entered into the
position with her natural promptness. A certain grave M. de
Rohan undertook to tutor her privately, and met his match. In
the public deliberation there were some differences of opinion.
All agreed that the army should not pass beyond the Loire: this
was Gaston's suggestion, and nevertheless a good one. Beyond
this all was left to Mademoiselle. Mademoiselle intended to go
straight to Orléans. "But the royal army had reached there
already. " Mademoiselle did not believe it. "The citizens would
not admit her. " Mademoiselle would see about that. Presently
the city government of Orléans sent her a letter, in great dismay,
particularly requesting her to keep her distance. Mademoiselle
immediately ordered her coach, and set out for the city. "I was
naturally resolute," she naïvely remarks.
Her siege of Orléans was one of the most remarkable military
operations on record. She was right in one thing,— the royal
army had not arrived: but it might appear at any moment; so
the magistrates quietly shut all their gates, and waited to see
what would happen.
――――――
Mademoiselle happened. It was eleven in the morning when
she reached the Porte Bannière, and she sat three hours in her
state carriage without seeing a person. With amusing politeness,
the governor of the city at last sent her some confectionery,-
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beings fitter to be presented with sugar-plums than with one's
time. But he took care to explain that the bonbons were not
official, and did not recognize her authority. So she quietly ate
them, and then decided to take a walk outside the walls. Her
council of war opposed this step, as they did every other; but
she coolly said (and the event justified her prediction) that the
enthusiasm of the populace would carry the city for her, if she
could only get at them.
«<
So she set out on her walk. Her two beautiful ladies of
honor, the Countesses de Fiesque and de Frontenac, went with
her; a few attendants behind. She came to a gate. The people
were all gathered inside the ramparts. Let me in," demanded
the imperious young lady. The astonished citizens looked at one
another and said nothing. She walked on, the crowd inside
keeping pace with her. She reached another gate. The enthu-
siasm was increased. The captain of the guard formed his troops
in line and saluted her. "Open the gate," she again insisted.
The poor captain made signs that he had not the keys. "Break
it down, then," coolly suggested the daughter of the House of
Orléans; to which his only reply was a profusion of profound
bows, and the lady walked on.
Those were the days of astrology; and at this moment it
occurred to our Mademoiselle that the chief astrologer of Paris
had predicted success to all her undertakings from the noon of
this very day until the noon following. She had never had
the slightest faith in the mystic science, but she turned to her
attendant ladies, and remarked that the matter was settled: she
should get in. On went the three until they reached the bank
of the river, and saw opposite the gates which opened on the
quay. The Orléans boatmen came flocking round her; a hardy
race, who feared neither queen nor Mazarin. They would break
down any gate she chose. She selected one, got into a boat, and
sending back her terrified male attendants, that they might have
no responsibility in the case, she was rowed to the other side.
Her new allies were already at work, and she climbed from the
boat upon the quay by a high ladder, of which several rounds
were broken away. They worked more and more enthusiasti-
cally, though the gate was built to stand a siege, and stoutly
resisted this one. Courage is magnetic; every moment increased
the popular enthusiasm, as these high-born ladies stood alone.
among the boatmen; the crowd inside joined in the attack upon
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the gate; the guard looked on; the city government remained
irresolute at the Hôtel de Ville, fairly beleaguered and stormed
by one princess and two maids of honor.
A crash, and the mighty timbers of the Porte Brûlée yield in
the centre. Aided by the strong and exceedingly soiled hands of
her new friends, our elegant Mademoiselle is lifted, pulled, pushed,
and tugged between the vast iron bars which fortify the gate;
and in this fashion, torn, splashed, and disheveled generally, she
makes entrance into her city. The guard, promptly adhering to
the winning side, present arms to the heroine. The people fill
the air with their applauses; they place her in a large wooden
chair, and bear her in triumph through the streets. "Everybody
came to kiss my hands, while I was dying with laughter to find
myself in so odd a situation. "
Presently our volatile lady told them that she had learned
how to walk, and begged to be put down; then she waited for
her countesses, who arrived bespattered with mud. The drums
beat before her as she set forth again; and the city government,
yielding to the feminine conqueror, came to do her homage.
She carelessly assured them of her clemency. She "had no doubt.
that they would soon have opened the gates, but she was nat-
urally of a very impatient disposition, and could not wait. "
Moreover, she kindly suggested, neither party could now find
fault with them; and as for the future, she would save them
all trouble, and govern the city herself,-which she accordingly
did.
By confession of all historians, she alone saved the city for
the Fronde, and for the moment secured that party the ascend-
ency in the nation. Next day the advance guard of the royal
forces appeared-a day too late. Mademoiselle made a speech.
(the first in her life) to the city government; then went forth to
her own small army, by this time drawn near, and held another
council.
The next day she received a letter from her father
(whose health was now decidedly restored), declaring that she
had "saved Orléans and secured Paris, and shown yet more judg
ment than courage. " The next day Condé came up with his
forces, compared his fair cousin to Gustavus Adolphus, and wrote
to her that "her exploit was such as she only could have per-
formed, and was of the greatest importance. "
Mademoiselle stayed a little longer at Orléans, while the armies
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which Condé wrote her an official bulletin, as being generalis-
simo. She amused herself easily, went to mass, played at bowls,
received the magistrates, stopped couriers to laugh over their
letters, reviewed the troops, signed passports, held councils, and
did many things "for which she should have thought herself
quite unfitted, if she had not found she did them very well. "
The enthusiasm she had inspired kept itself unabated, for she
really deserved it. She was everywhere recognized as head of
affairs; the officers of the army drank her health on their knees
when she dined with them, while the trumpets sounded and the
cannons roared; Condé, when absent, left instructions to his offi-
cers, "Obey the commands of Mademoiselle as my own;" and
her father addressed a dispatch from Paris to her ladies of honor,
as field-marshals in her army: "À Mesdames les Comtesses
Maréchales de Camp dans l'Armée de ma Fille contre le Mazarin. ”
"SINCE CLEOPATRA DIED»
From The Afternoon Landscape. Copyright 1889, by T. W. Higginson.
Reprinted by permission of the author, and of Longmans, Green &
Co. , publishers, New York.
"Since Cleopatra died,
I have lived in such dishonor that the gods
Detest my baseness. "
"SIN
INCE Cleopatra died! " Long years are past,
In Antony's fancy, since the deed was done.
Love counts its epochs not from sun to sun,
But by the heart-throb. Mercilessly fast
Time has swept onward since she looked her last
On life, a queen.
For him the sands have run
Whole ages through their glass, and kings have won
And lost their empires o'er earth's surface vast
Since Cleopatra died. Ah! Love and Pain
Make their own measure of all things that be.
No clock's slow ticking marks their deathless strain;
The life they own is not the life we see;
Love's single moment is eternity:
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RICHARD HILDRETH
(1807-1865)
NE who begins to study Hildreth's History of the United
States is alternately divided by feelings of impatience and
admiration. The latter will predominate in the end, pro-
vided the student is not too impetuous. The reason care must be
taken in assimilating Hildreth is that at times he becomes so intoler-
ably dry that his reader is liable to desert him forever, before once
discovering the excellences which have given him an assured place
among American historians. Though Bancroft's History is more stimu-
lating and more interesting to the general
reader, Hildreth's has the advantage of cov-
ering a much longer period, all of which he
treats exhaustively and with perfect accu-
racy in the presentation of facts. Moreover,
he shows such voluminous and discriminat-
ing research, and in general so unbiased a
judgment, that his achievement grows more
valuable in its results as the years go by.
The period which Hildreth covers SO
completely begins with the discovery of
America, and ends with the close of Presi-
dent Monroe's first administration. The first
three volumes bring us to the adoption of
the Constitution. In his preface to these,
he states that his object is "to set forth the personages of our
Colonial and Revolutionary history such as they really were in their
own day and generation, their faults as well as their virtues. " He
carries out this purpose, narrating events truthfully and candidly, and
without trying to bend them to any theory. He treats of old colo-
nial days in a sombre sort of way, quite disheartening to the lover of
picturesque anecdote and legend, and he appears to have imbibed
to the full the prim and severe Puritan spirit of which he wrote.
Life was a serious thing with the colonists of Massachusetts Bay, and
Hildreth was guilty of no attempt to brighten their annals or to turn
any part of their records into a history of merry-making. And thus,
in those first three volumes, one looks utterly in vain for the pictur-
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The last three volumes (written several years later), which deal
almost entirely with the growth of the Constitution and the political
forces at work, are more vivid and at the same time much more valu-
able to the student. The facts are absolutely accurate (unless where
new records have come to light since), and have been gathered with
much care from the original public documents and State papers. He
is on the whole wonderfully free from prejudice; his tone is one of
calm and clear conviction, and produces the same attitude in the
reader. His characterization of individuals is the best example: few
things of the kind have been better done. His criticism of men and
motives is sometimes most scathing, yet his manner is so quiet and
restrained that a full assent is instinctively given to his opinions,
without the critical hesitation which a more vehement style would
call forth. Nothing, for instance, could be further from the verdict
which posterity has passed on John Quincy Adams, than Hildreth's
portrayal of him as a crafty and self-seeking political soldier of for-
tune; but Hildreth's judicial manner and tone of severe impartiality
still produce much effect.
Hildreth was a writer of some repute before his History appeared.
Born at Deerfield, Massachusetts, in 1807, and educated at Harvard, he
did a good deal of newspaper and editorial work in his younger
days, and wrote papers on a variety of subjects. His work on
'Banks, Banking, and Paper Currency,' published in 1837, is said to
have had considerable influence in fostering the growth of the free-
banking system; and his other papers also attracted a gratifying atten-
tion. He was also the author of a tale called 'The Slave; or, Memoir
of Archy Moore,' later re-named 'The White Slave; or, Memoirs of a
Fugitive, which has the distinction of being the first American anti-
slavery novel published. His literary career, however, may be said to
have closed with the appearance of his History. Appointed consul at
Trieste, Italy, in 1861, he at once entered zealously upon his duties.
His health failed, however, and he removed to Florence, where in 1865
he died.
Richard Hildreth's name will be remembered chiefly from his
'History of the United States,' and the solid and judicial qualities
of that work will make it endure for many years to come. He will
never be popular with the general reader, however. His narrative is
too prosy, not vivid enough for a moment to enwrap the attention
of the casual reader; and his occasional attempts at picturesqueness
or descriptions of pageantry are very painful. The historian never
arouses us with his enthusiasm, nor makes people and events live
anew for us by the power of his inspiration. Nor is his writing in the
least philosophical. Other historians make us see clearly the great
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out how its various trendings have led hither and thither. But Hil-
dreth leaves us to trace out for ourselves the great highway, while
he stops to explore some undiscovered and overgrown by-path, bestow-
ing upon it the same painstaking research that he gives to conspicu-
ous and important events.
Yet in spite of all these negatives, Hildreth will always-and
rightly command attention and admiration. His work is full of
purpose, and has in it the energy of a forceful and zealous student.
It is direct, untrammeled, and courageous. If it grows dull for the
casual reader, it is a delight to the close student. The primitive
historical instinct in its most finished state filled him; for in spite of
its surface faults, his narration, in straightforwardness, accuracy, and
firmness, is an admirable work of high and solid merit.
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CUSTOMS OF THE COLONISTS
From the History of the United States >
Α
CCORDING to the system established in Massachusetts, the
Church and State were most intimately blended. The magis-
trates and General Court, aided by the advice of the elders,
claimed and exercised a supreme control in spiritual as well as
temporal matters; while even in matters purely temporal, the
elders were consulted on all important questions. The support of
the elders, the first thing considered in the first Court of Assist-
ants held in Massachusetts, had been secured by a vote to build
houses for them, and to provide them a maintenance at the pub-
lic expense.
This burden, indeed, was spontaneously assumed by
such of the plantations as had ministers. In some towns a tax
was levied; in others a contribution was taken up every Sunday,
called voluntary, but hardly so in fact, since every person was
expected to contribute according to his means. This method of
contribution, in use at Plymouth, was adopted also at Boston;
but in most of the other towns the taxing system obtained pref-
erence, and subsequently was established by law. Besides the
Sunday services, protracted to a great length, there were fre-
quent lectures on week-days,- an excess of devotion unreasonable
in an infant colony, and threatening the interruption of necessary
labor; so much so, that the magistrates presently found them-
selves obliged to interfere by restricting them to one a week in
each town. These lectures, which people went from town to town
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and a Thanksgiving at the end of autumn, to supersede Christ-
mas, stood in place of all the holidays of the papal and English.
churches, which the colonists soon came to regard as no better
than idolatrous, and any disposition to observe them-even the
eating of mince pies on Christmas Day- as superstitious and
wicked. In contempt of the usage of those churches, marriage
was declared no sacrament, but a mere civil contract, to be sanc-
tioned not by a minister but a magistrate. The magistrates also
early assumed the power of granting divorces, not for adultery
only, but in such other cases as they saw fit. Baptism, instead
of being dispensed to all, as in the churches of Rome and Eng-
land, was limited, as a special privilege, to church members and
their "infant seed. " Participation in the sacrament of the Sup-
per was guarded with still greater jealousy, none but full church
members being allowed to partake of it.
-
Besides these religious distinctions, there were others of a
temporal character, transferred from that system of semi-feudal
English society in which the colonists had been born and bred.
A discrimination between "gentlemen" and those of inferior con-
dition was carefully kept up. Only gentlemen were entitled to
the prefix of "Mr. "; their number was quite small, and depri-
vation of the right to be so addressed was inflicted as a punish-
ment. "Goodman" or "good woman," by contraction "goody,"
was the address of inferior persons. Besides the indented serv-
ants sent out by the company, the wealthier colonists brought
others with them. But these servants seem in general to have
had little sympathy with the austere manners and opinions of
their masters, and their frequent transgressions of Puritan deco-
rum gave the magistrates no little trouble.
The system of manners which the founders of Massachusetts
labored to establish and maintain was indeed exceedingly rigorous
and austere. All amusements were proscribed; all gayety seemed
to be regarded as a sin. It was attempted to make the colony,
as it were, a convent of Puritan devotees,-except in the allow-
ance of marriage and money-making,-subjected to all the rules.
of the stricter monastic orders.
Morton of Merry Mount, who had returned again to New
England, was seized and sent back, his goods confiscated, and
his house burned, as the magistrate alleged, to satisfy the
Indians; but this according to Morton was a mere pretext. A
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<<
pretended Knight, of the Holy Sepulchre,- an ambiguous char-
acter, attended by a young damsel and two or three servants.
Suspected as the agent of some persons who claimed a prior
right to some parts of Massachusetts Bay, he was charged with
having two wives in England, and with being a secret Papist.
He fled to the woods, but was delivered up by the Indians and
sent home, as were several others whom the magistrates pro-
nounced "unfit to inhabit there. " Walford the smith, the old
settler at Charlestown, banished for contempt of authority,"
retired to Piscataqua, which soon became a common asylum of
refugees from Massachusetts. The sociable and jolly disposition
of Maverick-described by Josselyn, an early traveler, as "the
only hospitable man in the colony"- gave the magistrates an
abundance of trouble, and subjected Maverick himself to frequent
fines and admonitions. Others who slandered the government
or churches, or wrote home discouraging letters, were whipped,
cropped of their ears, and banished.
THE CAPTURE OF ANDRÉ
From the History of the United States >
D
URING Washington's absence at Hartford [for his interview
with Rochambeau in September 1780], a plot came to light
for betraying the important fortress of West Point and the
other posts of the Highlands into the hands of the enemy; the
traitor being no other than Arnold, the most brilliant officer and
one of the most honored in the American army. The qualities
of a brilliant soldier are unfortunately often quite distinct from
those of a virtuous man and a good citizen. Arnold's arrogant,
overbearing, reckless spirit, his disregard of the rights of others,
and his doubtful integrity, had made him many enemies; but his
desperate valor at Behmus's Heights, covering up all his blem-
ishes, had restored him to the rank in the army which he coveted.
Placed in command at Philadelphia, his disposition to favor the
disaffected of that city had involved him, as has been mentioned
already, in disputes with Governor Reed and the Pennsylvania
Council.
Arnold's vanity and love of display overwhelmed him with
debts. He had taken the best house in the city, that formerly
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far beyond his means, and he endeavored to sustain it by enter-
ing into privateering and mercantile speculations, most of which
proved unsuccessful. He was even accused of perverting his
military authority to purposes of private gain. The complaints on
this point made to Congress by the authorities of Pennsylvania
had been at first unheeded; but being presently brought forward
in a solemn manner, and with some appearance of offended
dignity on the part of the Pennsylvania Council, an interview
took place between a committee of that body and a committee of
Congress, which had resulted in Arnold's trial by a court-martial.
Though acquitted of the more serious charges, on two points he
had been found guilty, and had been sentenced to be reprimanded
by the commander-in-chief.
Arnold claimed against the United States a large balance,
growing out of the unsettled accounts of his Canada expedition.
This claim was greatly cut down by the treasury officers, and
when Arnold appealed to Congress, a committee reported that
more had been allowed him than was actually due.
Mortified and soured, and complaining of public ingratitude,
Arnold attempted, but without success, to get a loan from the
French minister. Some months before, he had opened a corre-
spondence with Sir Henry Clinton under a feigned name, carried
on through Major André, adjutant-general of the British army.
Having at length made himself known to his correspondents, to
give importance to his treachery he solicited and obtained from
Washington, who had every confidence in him, the command in
the Highlands, with the very view of betraying that important
position into the hands of the enemy.
To arrange the terms of the bargain, an interview was neces-
sary with some confidential British agent; and André, though not
without reluctance, finally volunteered for that purpose. Sev-
eral previous attempts having failed, the British sloop-of-war
Vulture, with André on board, ascended the Hudson as far as
the mouth of Croton River, some miles below King's Ferry. In-
formation being sent to Arnold under a flag, the evening after
Washington left West Point for Hartford he dispatched a boat to
the Vulture, which took André on shore for an interview on the
west side of the river, just below the American lines. Morning
appeared before the arrangements for the betrayal of the fortress
could be definitely completed, and André was reluctantly per-
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the next night at the house of one Smith, a dupe or tool of
Arnold's, the same who had been employed to bring André
from the ship. For some reason not very clearly explained,
Smith declined to convey André back to the Vulture, which had
attracted the attention of the American gunners, and in conse-
quence of a piece of artillery brought to bear upon her had
changed her position, though she had afterward returned to her
former anchorage.
Driven thus to the necessity of returning by land, André laid
aside his uniform, assumed a citizen's dress, and with a pass from
Arnold in the name of John Anderson, a name which André had
often used in their previous correspondence, he set off toward sun-
set on horseback, with Smith for a guide. They crossed King's
Ferry, passed all the American guards in safety, and spent the
night near Crom Pond with an acquaintance of Smith's. The
next morning, having passed Pine's Bridge across Croton River,
Smith left André to pursue his way alone. The road led through
a district extending some thirty miles above the island of New
York, not included in the lines of either army, and thence known
as the "Neutral Ground"; a populous and fertile region, but very
much infested by bands of plunderers called "Cow-Boys" and
"Skinners. " The "Cow-Boys" lived within the British lines, and
stole or bought cattle for the supply of the British army. The
rendezvous of the "Skinners" was within the American lines.
They professed to be great patriots, making it their ostensible
business to plunder those who refused to take the oath of alle-
giance to the State of New York. But they were ready in fact to
rob anybody, and the cattle thus obtained were often sold to the
Cow-Boys in exchange for dry-goods brought from New York.
By a State law, all cattle driven toward the city were lawful
plunder when beyond a certain line; and a general authority was
given to anybody to arrest suspicious travelers.
The road to Tarrytown, on which André was traveling, was
watched that morning by a small party on the lookout for cattle
or travelers; and just as André approached the village, while
passing a small brook a man sprang from among the bushes and
seized the bridle of his horse. He was immediately joined by
two others; and André, in the confusion of the moment, deceived
by the answers of his captors, who professed to belong to the
"Lower" or British party, instead of producing his pass avowed
himself a British officer, on business of the highest importance.
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Discovering his mistake, he offered his watch, his purse, anything
they might name, if they would suffer him to proceed. His
offers were rejected; he was searched, suspicious papers were
found in his stockings, and he was carried before Colonel Jame-
son, the commanding officer on the lines.
Jameson recognized in the papers, which contained a full
description of West Point and a return of the forces, the hand-
writing of Arnold; but unable to realize that his commanding
officer was a traitor, while he forwarded the papers by express
to Washington at Hartford, he directed the prisoner to be sent
to Arnold, with a letter mentioning his assumed name, his pass,
the circumstances of his arrest, and that papers of "a very sus-
picious character" had been found on his person. Major Tal-
madge, the second in command, had been absent while this was
doing. Informed of it on his return, with much difficulty he
procured the recall of the prisoner; but Jameson persisted in
sending forward the letter to Arnold. Washington, then on his
return from Hartford, missed the express with the documents;
his aides-de-camp, who preceded him, were breakfasting at Ar-
nold's house when Jameson's letter arrived. Pretending an
immediate call to visit one of the forts on the opposite side of
the river, Arnold rose from table, called his wife up-stairs, left
her in a fainting-fit, mounted a horse which stood saddled at the
door, rode to the river-side, threw himself into his barge, passed
the forts waving a handkerchief by way of flag, and ordered his
boatman to row for the Vulture. Safe on board, he wrote a
letter to Washington, asking protection for his wife, whom he
declared ignorant and innocent of what he had done.
Informed of Arnold's safety, and perceiving that no hope of
escape existed, André in a letter to Washington avowed his name
and true character. A board of officers was constituted to con-
sider his case, of which Greene was president and Lafayette and
Steuben were members. Though cautioned to say nothing to
criminate himself, André frankly told the whole story, declaring
however that he had been induced to enter the American lines
contrary to his intention, and by the misrepresentations of Arnold.
Upon his own statements, without examining a single witness,
the board pronounced him a spy, and as such doomed him to
speedy death.
Clinton, who loved André, made every effort to save him. As
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the matter, threatening retaliation, and referring particularly to
the case of Gadsden and the other South Carolina prisoners at
St. Augustine. The manly and open behavior of André, and his
highly amiable private character, created no little sympathy in
his behalf; but martial policy was thought to demand his execu-
tion.
He was even denied his last request to be shot instead
of hanged. Though in strict accordance with the laws of war,
André's execution was denounced in England as inexorable and
cruel. It certainly tended to aggravate feelings already suffi-
ciently bitter on both sides.
JAMES MADISON
From the History of the United States>
S°
O FAR as Madison was concerned, had the majority for Cal-
houn's [internal improvements] bill been more decided and
more Southern, his scruples might perhaps have been less.
The political character of the retiring President sprang natur-
ally enough from his intellectual temperament and his personal
and party relations. Phlegmatic in his constitution, moderate in
all his feelings and passions, he possessed remarkable acuteness,
and an ingenuity sufficient to invest with the most persuasive
plausibility whichsoever side of a question he espoused. But he
wanted the decision, the energy, the commanding firmness neces-
sary in a leader. More a rhetorician than a ruler, he was made
only for second places, and therefore never was but second, even
when he seemed to be first. A Federalist from natural large-
ness of views, he became a Jeffersonian Republican because that
became the predominating policy of Virginia. A peace man in
his heart and judgment, he became a war man to secure his
re-election to the Presidency, and because that seemed to be the
prevailing bias of the Republican party. Having been, in the
course of a long career, on both sides of almost every political
question, he made friends among all parties, anxious to avail
themselves, whenever they could, of his able support, escaping
thereby much of that searching criticism so freely applied, with
the unmitigated severity of party hatred, to his more decided and
consistent compatriots and rivals.
Those ultra-Federal Democrats who rose, by his compliance,
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applause of whose headlong haste in plunging the country into
the war with England became for so many years the absolute
test of political orthodoxy, found it their policy to drop a pious
veil over the convenient weaknesses of a man who, in consent-
ing against his own better judgment to become in their hands
a firebrand of war, was guilty of the greatest political wrong and
crime which it is possible for the head of a nation to commit.
Could they even fail to load with applauses one whose Federal-
ism served as an excuse for theirs?
Let us however do Madison the justice to add, that as he
was among the first, so he was, all things considered, by far the
ablest and most amiable of that large class of our national
statesmen, become of late almost the only class, who, instead of
devotion to the carrying out of any favorite ideas or measures
of their own, put up their talents, like mercenary lawyers as too
many of them are, to be sold to the highest bidder; espousing
on every question that side which for the moment seems to offer
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THOMAS HOBBES
(1. 588-1679)
HOMAS HOBBES, whose name in the history of English philoso-
phy is a large one, was the son of a Wiltshire vicar, and
was born April 5th, 1588. His mother, who was of yeoman
stock, gave birth to him prematurely, upon hearing the news of the
Spanish Armada. The father is represented as a man of violent
temper and small education. Hobbes began his schooling at the age
of four, and when six was engaged with Greek and Latin, translating
Euripides into Latin iambics before he was fourteen, and showing
himself to be a youth of unusual thoughtfulness. The schools at
Malmesbury and Westport gave him his preliminary training, and in
1602 or 1603 he entered Magdalen Hall, Oxford. At this time the old
scholastic methods obtained, and disputes between Churchmen and
Puritans were rife. This state of things was distasteful to the young
Hobbes, and he neglected his studies and read in a desultory fashion.
He took his degree in 1607.
After his college days, Hobbes became tutor to the eldest son of
William Cavendish, later Earl of Devonshire, and was attached to
this family for many years, teaching the Cavendishes, father and son,
traveling with them abroad, and being pensioned by them in his old
age. This life brought him into contact with people of gifts and
station, both in England and on the Continent; and gradually Hobbes,
by study and conversation with leaders of thought, developed his
theory of psychology and of the State. He lived for years at a time
in Paris, when he feared to remain in his own land because of the
hostility excited by his works on 'Human Nature' and 'De Corpore
Politico. In 1661, at the age of seventy-three, he returned to Eng-
land and made his headquarters at the Cavendishes' town and country
houses, rounding out his philosophical system, and enjoying the friend-
ship of such men as Selden of 'Table Talk' fame, and Harvey the
scholar. Always a controversialist, seldom free from an intellectual
quarrel with members of the Royal Society, his last days were no
exception; and he no doubt wasted much time, better spent upon his
main philosophical treatises, in bickerings about mathematics and
other abstruse matters, keeping this up until his death at the rare
old age of ninety-one. He died December 4th, 1679, at Hardwicke
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Hobbes maintained his intellectual and physical powers to the
very end. His health was poor in his youth, but improved in middle
life. He wrote his autobiography at eighty-four, and when eighty-six
translated Homer. In person he is described as over six feet in
height, erect, keen-eyed, with black hair. He had a contempt for
physicians, was regular in his dietary and other habits; used tobacco,
and states gravely that during his long life he calculated he had
been drunk one hundred times. After he was sixty he took no wine.
At seventy-five he played tennis. Intellectually audacious, he had
personal timidity; charges of time-serving made against him have not
been substantiated, however, as even so harsh a critic as Cunning-
ham confesses. That Hobbes was a man of marked social attraction
can be inferred easily. His friendships with Descartes, Bacon, Lord
Herbert, Ben Jonson, and many other typical great men of his day,
indicate it, and there was much in his experience to develop that side
of his character.
Hobbes's fame as thinker and writer rests solidly on two great
works: Human Nature: or, The Fundamental Principles of Policy
concerning the Faculties and Passions of the Human Soul' (1650);
and Leviathan: or, The Matter, Forme, and Power of a Common-
wealth, Ecclesiastical and Civil' (1651). The former states his philo-
sophical, the latter his political views. In the Human Nature' his
materialistic conception of the origin of man's faculties is developed:
he regarded matter in motion as an ultimate fact, and upon it built
up his psychology, deriving all the higher faculties from the senses.
"There is no conception in a man's mind," said he, "which hath not
at first, totally or by parts, been begotten upon the organ of sense. "
And he assumed selfishness as the motor power of human conduct,
and made his explanation of right and wrong to rest upon purely
utilitarian reasons. The modernness of this position may be seen
at a glance. It anticipates nineteenth-century psychology and the
tenets of a Spencer.