Anecdotal Recollections of the Congress of ViennaLa Garde-Chambonas, Auguste Louis Charles, Comte de
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Anecdotal Recollections of the Congress of Vienna
La Garde-Chambonas, Auguste Louis Charles, Comte de
Congress of Vienna (1814-1815)
The funeral procession of the field-marshal passed before the
sovereigns, some of whom, like the Emperor of Russia and the King of
Prussia, had taken up their position on the site of the ramparts razed
by the French. There was unaffected grief on their faces. Alexander,
for instance, could not help remembering the admiration of his
grandmother for the illustrious dead.
When the coffin was lowered into the vault, the sun shone out at full
strength, and ‘it seemed,’ as Gentz said, ‘as though he would salute
for the last time the favourite of God and men.’
CHAPTER XIII
The Fire at the Razumowski Palace--The Prince’s Great Wealth
--The Vicissitudes of Court Favour in Russia--Prince
Koslowski--A Reminiscence of the Duc d’Orléans--A Remark of
Talleyrand--Fête at the Comtesse Zichy’s--Emperor Alexander
and his Ardent Wishes for Peace--New Year’s Day, 1815--
Grand Ball and Rout--Sir Sidney Smith’s Dinner-Party at the
Augarten--His Chequered Life, his Missions and his Projects
at the Congress--The King of Bavaria without Money--
Departure and Anger of the King of Würtemberg--The Queen of
Westphalia--The Announcement of a Sleighing-Party--A Ball
at Lord Castlereagh’s.
It seemed as if every species of amusement had been exhausted for the
gratification of the illustrious gathering at Vienna. Balls, hunts,
banquets, _carrousels_ were only a few of the forms pleasure had
adopted in its pursuit. The new year was drawing near, and in order
to inaugurate it under similar auspices of gaiety and happy freedom
from care, the Austrian Court had announced sixteen grand fêtes or
new assemblies for the forthcoming month of January. Suddenly, on a
moonless night, the palace of Prince Razumowski caught fire, and in
consequence of a rather stiff breeze the mischief spread rapidly, and
in a short time looked like Vesuvius in full blast. The excitement
spread in due proportion, and everybody wished to catch a glimpse of
the spectacle, worthy of the brush of a great artist. In a short time
the roads leading to the structure were simply black with people.
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