Catherine de Médicis, Queen, consort of Henry II, King of France, 1519-1589 -- Fiction; French fiction -- Translations into English
Force mark the transition between what is called the architecture of
the Renaissance and that of Henri III., Henri IV., and Louis XIII. This
archaeological digression (continuing the sketches of old Paris with
which we began this history) enables us to picture to our minds the then
appearance of this other corner of the old city, of which nothing now
remains but Henri IV.’s addition to the Louvre, with its admirable
bas-reliefs, now being rapidly annihilated.
When the court heard that the queen was about to give an audience to
Theodore de Beze and Chaudieu, presented by Admiral Coligny, all the
courtiers who had the right of entrance to the reception hall, hastened
thither to witness the interview. It was about six o’clock in the
evening; Coligny had just supped, and was using a toothpick as he came
up the staircase of the Louvre between the two Reformers. The practice
of using a toothpick was so inveterate a habit with the admiral that
he was seen to do it on the battle-field while planning a retreat.
“Distrust the admiral’s toothpick, the _No_ of the Connetable,
and Catherine’s _Yes_,” was a court proverb of that day. After the
Saint-Bartholomew the populace made a horrible jest on the body of
Coligny, which hung for three days at Montfaucon, by putting a grotesque
toothpick into his mouth. History has recorded this atrocious levity.
So petty an act done in the midst of that great catastrophe pictures
the Parisian populace, which deserves the sarcastic jibe of Boileau:
“Frenchmen, born _malin_, created the guillotine.” The Parisian of all
time cracks jokes and makes lampoons before, during, and after the most
horrible revolutions.
Theodore de Beze wore the dress of a courtier, black silk stockings,
low shoes with straps across the instep, tight breeches, a black silk
doublet with slashed sleeves, and a small black velvet mantle, over
which lay an elegant white fluted ruff. His beard was trimmed to a
moustache and _virgule_ (now called imperial) and he carried a sword
at his side and a cane in his hand. Whosoever knows the galleries of
Versailles or the collections of Odieuvre, knows also his round, almost
jovial face and lively eyes, surmounted by the broad forehead which
characterized the writers and poets of that day. De Beze had, what
served him admirably, an agreeable air and manner. In this he was a
great contrast to Coligny, of austere countenance, and to the sour,
bilious Chaudieu, who chose to wear on this occasion the robe and bands
of a Calvinist minister.
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