Have you never in the hall of some large country house, cast your eye,
on leave-taking, at the strange and motley crew of servants awaiting
their masters--some well fed and handsomely clothed, with that look of
reflected importance my lord's gentleman so justly wears; others, in
graver, but not less respectable raiment, have that quiet and observant
demeanour so characteristic of a well-managed household. While a third
class, strikingly unlike the other two, wear their livery with an air of
awkwardness and constraint, blushing at themselves even a deeper
colour than the scarlet of their breeches. They feel themselves in
masquerade--they were at the plough but yesterday, though they are
in powder now. With the innate consciousness of their absurdity, they
become fid-getty and uneasy, and would give the world for “a row” to
conceal the defaults of their breeding. Just so, your petty “diplomate”
suffers agony in all the quiet intercourse of life. The limited
opportunities of small states have circumscribed his information. He
is not a man of the world, nor is he a political character, for he
represents nothing; nothing, therefore, can save him from oblivion or
contempt, save some political convulsion where any meddler may become
prominent; he has thus a bonus on disturbance: so long as the company
behave discreetly, he must stay in his corner, but the moment they
smash the lamps and shy the decanters, he emerges from his obscurity and
becomes as great as his neighbour. For my part, I am convinced that the
peace and quietness of Europe as much depends on the exclusion of such
persons from the councils of diplomacy, as the happiness of everyday
life does upon the breeding and good manners of our associates.
And what straits, to be sure, are they reduced to, to maintain this
absurd intercourse, screwing the last shilling from the budget to pay a
_Charge d'affaires_, with an embroidered coat, and a decoration in his
button-hole.
The most amusing incidents might be culled from such histories, if one
were but disposed to relate them.
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