Part 6 (1/2)

”Ah, sire,” said Ludovica, gravely, ”Russia is so very cold that I believe even the fires of Vesuvius would be extinguished there, the molten lava would freeze, or, flowing back, injure Vesuvius itself.”

”Oh, no, madame,” exclaimed Napoleon, hastily, ”Vesuvius will not be extinguished, for divine fire is burning in its heart.”

”And Russia will not thaw, for it is a divine frost that freezes every thing approaching her,” said Ludovica, gently.

Napoleon cast on her one of his quick, angry glances. ”Madame,” he said, ”I--”

At this moment the whole audience burst into loud and enthusiastic cheers, and shouted, ”Long live the emperor! Long live the hero who conquers the world!”

Napoleon interrupted himself, and turned his eyes toward the stage.

The temple of the sun was still dark, but a new brilliant light was beaming over it; in its middle was the word ”Napoleon” in large flaming letters, which illumined the whole scene. In this sight the audience were unable to restrain their delight, and burst into the deafening cheers which had interrupted Napoleon's words.

The King of Saxony was evidently pleased with this outburst of enthusiasm. ”Now,” he thought, ”the great Napoleon will forget the disagreeable scene of this morning. The people then were silent, and admired, but to-night they have recovered their speech; and when we leave the theatre, and behold the whole city in a flood of light, Napoleon will feel convinced that my subjects love him sincerely.-- But what is that? The emperor rises. Does he intend already to leave the theatre?” And he hastened to Napoleon, who advanced toward him.

”Let us leave, sire,” he said. ”These flatteries are more than enough. You see the sun has set here.”

”But he is still among us, sire,” said Frederick Augustus. ”And if it has grown dark on the stage, the reason is simply, that all the light now fills the streets of Dresden, to prove to the great Napoleon that there is no night where he is--that his presence turns darkness into light, and night into day.”

”Ah,” said Napoleon, in a tired, wearied tone, ”an illumination then has been arranged?”

”Sire, my people, as well as I, cannot find words to utter to your majesty the transports with which your visit has filled our hearts, and I hope you will see this in the lights s.h.i.+ning at every window.

I request your majesty not to return directly to the palace, but first ride through the city.”

Napoleon nodded a.s.sent. ”Let us do so, cher papa,” he said; ”let us take a look at your illumination!” He offered his arm to Maria Louisa, and left the box with her. The crowd of kings, dukes, and princes, followed him in haste.

As the King of Saxony descended the staircase with his consort, Chamberlain von Planitz met him with a pale and frightened face.

”Well,” asked the king, ”I suppose the illumination has already commenced? It must be a splendid spectacle!”

”Your majesty,” said the chamberlain, in a low voice, ”the royal palace and the public buildings are brilliantly lit up, but the houses of the citizens are dark, and the streets are deserted.”

”But,” exclaimed the king, in dismay, ”did not the police command the citizens to illuminate their houses?”

”Yes, your majesty, the police have done their duty.”

”And yet--”

”And yet, sire, all the houses are dark. It is as if the whole population had conspired to disobey the order. The police have again given orders; they received everywhere the same reply, that neither oil nor candles were to be had any where.”

”The stubborn people ought to have been told that they would be punished for this.”

”The police tried this, too, your majesty, threatening that every citizen who did not obey should be fined a dollar, and all declared their readiness to pay rather than illuminate.”

”That is open rebellion,” said the king, sighing. ”The streets, then, are dark?”

”Yes, sire.”

”Then we must not take the intended ride through the city,”

exclaimed the king, anxiously. ”Make haste, baron, countermand the ride, and--”

At this moment the first carriage rolled from the portal. ”It is too late,” groaned the king. ”The emperor has already started. He will witness our humiliation.”