On his return from the palace he told me that when he acquainted the
Emperor with the object of his visit, His Majesty looked very black and
deeply displeased; he said that he could have great sympathy with his own
misguided subjects who were persuaded by agitators into the belief that
they were suffering from grievous wrongs at his hands; but what excuse
could be made for the subject of a friendly Power who came to add fuel to
the flame? Lord Napier pointed out that there was just this excuse for
the gentleman, that his mother was a Pole, and he prayed earnestly for
mercy. In the end the Tsar, as a special favour to Lord Napier, granted
him a free pardon—of course on parole to leave Poland and not again to
take part in the rebellion. It was a generous and kingly act, a gracious
favour to Lord Napier, and a proof of the esteem in which my much-loved
chief was held.[39]
The Emperor Alexander was a most magnanimous ruler. Many and signal were
the proofs of the love which he bore his people. His liberation of the
serfs, a measure of humanity which has perhaps never been exceeded, and
which in 1864 he extended to Poland, in spite of all that had occurred,
bore eloquent testimony to his generosity. And at the time when I was in
Russia the people returned his love with interest. He was to them like a
divinity.
Many and many a time have I seen the _mujiks_ in the dead of winter
standing bareheaded, facing a cruel blast coming down the river from the
Ladoga Lake, until the Emperor’s sledge should be out of sight—a little,
simple one-horse sledge, without any guard, nor even an aide-de-camp. He
was better protected by the love of his people than he could have been by
all the myrmidons of his police. There were no Nihilists in those days;
the word had been coined by Dostoievski, the novelist, but in another
sense. Years afterwards, when the news came of the hideous murder of the
great Tsar, looking back upon those loyal times, I could not believe my
ears. It was incomprehensible. So barbarous did it seem—so barbarous and
withal so foolish.
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