We must hasten to the most brilliant and honourable period of
Chateaubriand's life, that in which he stood almost alone amidst a
nation's defection, and singly opposed the revolutionary torrent
by which nearly all others had been swept away. The spectacle is
at once animating and mournful: animating as evincing of what high
resolves, of what heroic constancy, noble minds are capable even
in the extremity of disaster: mournful, as exhibiting so bright a
contrast to the tergiversation of later times, and suggesting the
mournful reflection that, in these days of economists and material
enjoyment, the days of chivalry are gone for ever.
It is well known that Chateaubriand was esteemed not only a Liberal,
but an ultra-Liberal, by the extreme Royalist party whom Charles
X. summoned to his councils on his accession to the throne; and
that, in consequence of his disagreement with Polignac and the
leaders of that party, he retired from the ministry, and resigned
his appointment as ambassador at Rome. His consternation was great
on perceiving the extreme measures which the Polignac party were
preparing to carry into execution, and the feeble preparations made
for supporting them by military force, in the midst of a warlike and
excited people. Of his first intelligence of the appointment of the
Polignac Administration by the sovereign whom they were destined so
soon to overthrow, he gives the following account:--
"Rumours of a change of Administration had already reached us
at Rome. Well-informed persons had even gone so far as to speak
of Prince Polignac, but I could not credit the reports. At
length the journals arrive; I open them, and my eyes rest on
the official ordinance calling him to the head of the ministry.
I had experienced many vicissitudes of fortune in my journey
through life, but never had I fallen from such an elevation.
My evil destiny had again blown over my chimeras: that breath
of fate had not only destroyed my illusions, but it had swept
away the monarchy. The blow was fearful: for a moment I was in
despair, but my part was soon taken. I felt that I must retire
from power. The post brought me a multitude of letters; all
recommended me to send in my resignation. Even persons to whom I
was almost a stranger thought themselves obliged to counsel me
to retire. I was in secret mortified at the officious interest
thus evinced in my reputation. Thank God, I have never needed
nor waited for counsels when the paths of honour and of interest
lay before me. Falls from station have ever been to me ruin,
for I possessed through life nothing but debts; so that when I
resigned my appointments, I was reduced to live by my wits. In a
word, I resigned a situation of 200,000 francs (£8000) a-year,
and was reduced to nothing; but my choice was not doubtful. Cast
to the winds, said I to myself, 200,000 francs (£8000) a-year
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