The Memoirs of François René Vicomte de Chateaubriand sometime Ambassador to England. volume 5 (of 6): Mémoires d'outre-tombe volume 5Chateaubriand, François-René, vicomte de
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The Memoirs of François René Vicomte de Chateaubriand sometime Ambassador to England. volume 5 (of 6): Mémoires d'outre-tombe volume 5
Chateaubriand, François-René, vicomte de
Chateaubriand, François-René, vicomte de, 1768-1848
"MONSIEUR LE VICOMTE,
"I much regret that, at your entrance into Bohemia, you should have
met with difficulties and a delay in your journey. But, in view
of the very severe orders prevailing on our frontiers regarding
all the travellers who come from France, orders which you yourself
must think very natural in the circumstances, I cannot but approve
of the conduct of the head of the customs at Haselbach. In spite
of the quite European celebrity of your name, you must be so good
as to excuse this official, who has not the honour to know you
personally, if he had doubts as to the identity of your person,
the more so as your passport was endorsed only for Lombardy, and
not for all the Austrian States. As to your plan for travelling
to Vienna, I am writing about it to-day to Prince Metternich and
will hasten to communicate his reply to you immediately after your
arrival in Prague.
"I have the honour to send you herewith the reply of M. le Duc de
Blacas and I beg you to be good enough to accept the assurance of
the high regard with which I have the honour to be, etc.
"The Comte de CHOTEK."
This reply was polite and proper: the Government could not abandon the
inferior authority, which had, after all, done its duty. I had myself,
in Paris, foreseen the cavilling of which my old passport might become
the cause. As for Vienna, I had referred to it with a political object,
in order to set M. le Comte de Chotek's mind at rest and show him that
I was not trying to avoid the Prince de Metternich.
[Sidenote: I receive my permit.]
At eight o'clock in the evening, on Thursday the 23rd of May[550],
I drove off. Who would believe it: I left Waldmünchen with a sort
of regret! I had already grown used to my hosts; my hosts had grown
accustomed to me. I knew all the faces at the windows and doors;
when I walked out, they used to welcome me with a kindly air. The
neighbourhood came running up to witness the departure of my calash, as
dilapidated as was the monarchy of Hugh Capet. The men took off their
hats, the women gave me a little nod of congratulation. My adventure
was the subject of the village gossip; every one took my part: the
Bavarians and the Austrians detest one another; the first were proud at
having allowed me to pass.
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