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the story of mankind-第78章

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begin to understand those anxious British mothers who used

to drive their children to bed with the threat that ‘‘Bonaparte;

who ate little boys and girls for breakfast; would come and get

them if they were not very good。'' And yet; having said these

many unpleasant things about this strange tyrant; who looked

after every other department of his army with the utmost care;

but neglected the medical service; and who ruined his uniforms

with Eau de Cologne because he could not stand the smell of

his poor sweating soldiers; having said all these unpleasant

things and being fully prepared to add many more; I must

confess to a certain lurking feeling of doubt。



Here I am sitting at a comfortable table loaded heavily

with books; with one eye on my typewriter and the other on

Licorice the cat; who has a great fondness for carbon paper;

and I am telling you that the Emperor Napoleon was a most

contemptible person。 But should I happen to look out of

the window; down upon Seventh Avenue; and should the endless

procession of trucks and carts come to a sudden halt; and

should I hear the sound of the heavy drums and see the little

man on his white horse in his old and much…worn green uniform;

then I don't know; but I am afraid that I would leave

my books and the kitten and my home and everything else to

follow him wherever he cared to lead。 My own grandfather

did this and Heaven knows he was not born to be a hero。

Millions of other people's grandfathers did it。 They received

no reward; but they expected none。 They cheerfully

gave legs and arms and lives to serve this foreigner; who took

them a thousand miles away from their homes and marched

them into a barrage of Russian or English or Spanish or

Italian or Austrian cannon and stared quietly into space while

they were rolling in the agony of death。



If you ask me for an explanation; I must answer that I

have none。 I can only guess at one of the reasons。 Napoleon

was the greatest of actors and the whole European continent

was his stage。 At all times and under all circumstances

he knew the precise attitude that would impress the spectators

most and he understood what words would make the deepest

impression。 Whether he spoke in the Egyptian desert; before

the backdrop of the Sphinx and the pyramids; or addressed

his shivering men on the dew…soaked plains of Italy; made no

difference。 At all times he was master of the situation。 Even

at the end; an exile on a little rock in the middle of the Atlantic;

a sick man at the mercy of a dull and intolerable British governor;

he held the centre of the stage。



After the defeat of Waterloo; no one outside of a few

trusted friends ever saw the great Emperor。 The people of

Europe knew that he was living on the island of St。 Helena

they knew that a British garrison guarded him day and night

they knew that the British fleet guarded the garrison which

guarded the Emperor on his farm at Longwood。 But he was

never out of the mind of either friend or enemy。 When illness

and despair had at last taken him away; his silent eyes continued

to haunt the world。 Even to…day he is as much of a force

in the life of France as a hundred years ago when people

fainted at the mere sight of this sallow…faced man who stabled

his horses in the holiest temples of the Russian Kremlin; and

who treated the Pope and the mighty ones of this earth as if

they were his lackeys。



To give you a mere outline of his life would demand

couple of volumes。 To tell you of his great political reform

of the French state; of his new codes of laws which were

adopted in most European countries; of his activities in every

field of public activity; would take thousands of pages。 But

I can explain in a few words why he was so successful during

the first part of his career and why he failed during the last

ten years。 From the year 1789 until the year 1804; Napoleon

was the great leader of the French revolution。 He was not

merely fighting for the glory of his own name。 He defeated

Austria and Italy and England and Russia because he; himself;

and his soldiers were the apostles of the new creed of

‘‘Liberty; Fraternity and Equality'' and were the enemies of

the courts while they were the friends of the people。



But in the year 1804; Napoleon made himself Hereditary

Emperor of the French and sent for Pope Pius VII to come

and crown him; even as Leo III; in the year 800 had crowned

that other great King of the Franks; Charlemagne; whose example

was constantly before Napoleon's eyes。



Once upon the throne; the old revolutionary chieftain became

an unsuccessful imitation of a Habsburg monarch。 He

forgot his spiritual Mother; the Political Club of the Jacobins。

He ceased to be the defender of the oppressed。 He became the

chief of all the oppressors and kept his shooting squads ready

to execute those who dared to oppose his imperial will。 No

one had shed a tear when in the year 1806 the sad remains of

the Holy Roman Empire were carted to the historical dustbin

and when the last relic of ancient Roman glory was destroyed

by the grandson of an Italian peasant。 But when the Napoleonic

armies had invaded Spain; had forced the Spaniards to

recognise a king whom they detested; had massacred the poor

Madrilenes who remained faithful to their old rulers; then

public opinion turned against the former hero of Marengo and

Austerlitz and a hundred other revolutionary battles。 Then

and only then; when Napoleon was no longer the hero of the

revolution but the personification of all the bad traits of the

Old Regime; was it possible for England to give direction to

the fast…spreading sentiment of hatred which was turning all

honest men into enemies of the French Emperor。



The English people from the very beginning had felt

deeply disgusted when their newspapers told them the gruesome

details of the Terror。 They had staged their own great

revolution (during the reign of Charles I) a century before。

It had been a very simple affair compared to the upheaval of

Paris。 In the eyes of the average Englishman a Jacobin was

a monster to be shot at sight and Napoleon was the Chief Devil。

The British fleet had blockaded France ever since the year

1798。 It had spoiled Napoleon's plan to invade India by way

of Egypt and had forced him to beat an ignominious retreat;

after his victories along the banks of the Nile。 And finally;

in the year 1805; England got the chance it had waited for so

long。



Near Cape Trafalgar on the southwestern coast of Spain;

Nelson annihilated the Napoleonic fleet; beyond a possible

chance of recovery。 From that moment on; the Emperor was

landlocked。 Even so; he would have been able to maintain

himself as the recognised ruler of the continent had he understood

the signs of the times and accepted the honourable peace

which the powers offered him。 But Napoleon had been blinded

by the blaze of his own glory。 He would recognise no equals。

He could tolerat
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