man, whose name is ordered to be erased from the Russian service.’
Orders were at the same time sent to the imperial forces on the Pruth
and in the Black Sea to observe the strictest neutrality.”
The publication of this resolution on the part of the Imperial
government effectually quashed the movement in the Principalities; and
poor Ypsilanti, after a few awkward and ill-managed plunges, was obliged
to back out of his position, and, leaving “Olympian George,” and other
sturdy Greek mountaineers, in the lurch, seek for refuge, and find a
prison in Austria. In this whole affair, however, though the Greeks had
shown themselves very vain and foolish, no man can deny that the Czar
behaved with great moderation—like a gentleman, in fact, and a
Christian, as he was—and moreover, we must add, like a wise politician.
For we can scarcely agree with some strong indications of feeling, both
in Tricoupi and in Sir Archibald Alison,[4] that any Christian power
would have been justified in supporting a revolt of Christian subjects
against their lawful sovereign, being an Infidel, till these Christians
had first shown, by their own exertions, that they were worthy of the
intervention which afterwards took place in their favour. We see, also,
that Lord Aberdeen, in some late remarks in the House of Lords, was
quite correct historically when he called attention to the comparative
“moderation” of Russian counsels in some of her dealings with Turkey.
Russia, in fact, never has displayed any very flagrant rapacity in her
dealings with Turkey, for the best of all possible reasons,—because,
having as much of the fox as of the bear in her nature, she does not
wish to alarm the European powers on a point where she knows they are
peculiarly sensitive. Her policy has been to poison the sick old man,
not to kill him; and in this very moderation, as all the world now
knows, lies the peculiar danger of her encroachments. Like a deep
swirling river, she rolls beneath the fat mud-banks of your political
STATUS QUO, and you suspect no harm, and can walk on the green bank with
delectation; but when the flood comes, there will be a shaking and a
precipitation; and then God help the sleepers!
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