Part 57 (1/2)
Bonaparte, on his arrival at the Tuileries, was hailed with the same cheers that had accompanied him. Once there, he raised his head and shook it. Perhaps this cry of ”Vive Bonaparte!” did not satisfy him. Was he already dreaming of ”Vive Napoleon?”
He advanced in front of the troop, surrounded by his staff, and read the decree of the Five Hundred, which transferred the sessions of the Legislature to Saint-Cloud and gave him the command of the armed forces.
Then, either from memory, or offhand--Bonaparte never admitted any one to such secrets--instead of the proclamation he had dictated to Bourrienne two days earlier, he p.r.o.nounced these words:
”Soldiers--The Council of Ancients has given me the command of the city and the army.
”I have accepted it, to second the measures to be adopted for the good of the people.
”The Republic has been ill governed for two years. You have hoped for my return to put an end to many evils. You celebrated it with a unanimity which imposes obligations that I now fulfil. Fulfil yours, and second your general with the vigor, firmness and strength I have always found in you.
”Liberty, victory, and peace will restore the French Republic to the rank it occupied in Europe, which inept.i.tude and treason alone caused her to lose!”
The soldiers applauded frantically. It was a declaration of war against the Directory, and soldiers will always applaud a declaration of war.
The general dismounted, amid shouts and bravos, and entered the Tuileries. It was the second time he had crossed the threshold of this palace of the Valois, whose arches had so ill-sheltered the crown and head of the last Bourbon who had reigned there. Beside him walked citizen Roederer. Bonaparte started as he recognized him, and said:
”Ah! citizen Roederer, you were here on the morning of August 10.”
”Yes, general,” replied the future Count of the Empire.
”It was you who advised Louis XVI. to go before the National a.s.sembly.”
”Yes.”
”Bad advice, citizen Roederer! I should not have followed it.”
”We advise men according to what we know of them. I would not give General Bonaparte the same advice I gave King Louis XVI. When a king has the fact of his flight to Varennes and the 20th of June behind him, it is difficult to save him.”
As Roederer said these words, they reached a window opening on the garden of the Tuileries. Bonaparte stopped, and, seizing Roederer by the arm, he said: ”On the 20th of June I was there,” pointing with his finger to the terrace by the water, ”behind the third linden. Through the open window I could see the poor king, with the red cap on his head.
It was a piteous sight; I pitied him.”
”What did you do?”
”Nothing, I could do nothing; I was only a lieutenant of artillery.
But I longed to go in like the others, and whisper: 'Sire, give me four cannon, and I'll sweep the whole rabble out.'”
What would have happened if Lieutenant Bonaparte had followed his impulse, obtained what he wanted from Louis XVI., and _swept the rabble out_, that is to say the people of Paris? Had his cannon made a clean sweep on June 20th, would he have had to make another the 13th Vendemiaire for the benefit of the Convention?
While the ex-Syndic; who had grown grave, was outlining in his mind the opening pages of his future ”History of the Consulate,” Bonaparte presented himself at the bar of the Council of the Ancients, followed by his staff, and by all those who chose to do likewise. When the tumult caused by this influx of people had subsided, the president read over the decree which invested Bonaparte with the military power. Then, after requesting him to take the oath, the president added:
”He who has never promised his country a victory which he did not win, cannot fail to keep religiously his new promise to serve her faithfully.”
Bonaparte stretched forth his hand and said solemnly:
”I swear it!”
All the generals repeated after him, each for himself:
”I swear it!”