Portugal -- History -- Joseph, 1750-1777 -- Fiction
fate: their whole property destroyed, many half clothed, and without a
farthing left to purchase the necessaries of life, even if they were to
be found; but where was food to be procured for that multitude?
Thousands must perish of starvation before it could be distributed.
As the bridal party, after resting from their fatigues on the brow of
the hill, were about to proceed to the Quinta belonging to one of their
number, where they purposed erecting tents in the open ground, several
horsemen were seen approaching. The crowd made way for them; for among
the foremost rode the King, and by his side was the towering form of his
Minister, Carvalho. No sooner did the former behold Donna Theresa, than
his eye lighted up with satisfaction, and, for the moment, forgetful of
his city destroyed, and the wretchedness of his people, he threw himself
from his horse, which an attendant held, and advanced towards her.
While he congratulated her, and those around, on having escaped from
destruction, and her husband on his happiness, the Minister, who had
also dismounted, stood impatiently by. At last the King recollected
himself, and advanced to the brow of the hill. He started back at the
view he beheld: he wrung his hands with despair.
"Alas, alas!" he cried, "my beautiful Lisbon! where art thou? It is
hopeless to attempt restoring it. Alas! what shall I do?"
"Bury the dead, and take care of the living," answered the Minister,
promptly. "'Tis all that can be done."
"Carvalho, you are truly fit to govern my people," exclaimed the King,
embracing him.
"Will your Majesty give me full powers to act as I judge fit, without
let or hindrance of any sort, and I will undertake to restore order, to
supply food, and to rebuild the city."
"Do all that you will; I place implicit confidence in your judgment, and
promise to sanction all the measures you pursue."
"It is all I ask," said Carvalho. "I beg your Majesty will return to
Belem, to rest after the fatigues you have undergone, and be assured I
will not fail in my duty."
The King, taking his Minister's advice, rode back to Belem, while
Carvalho, throwing himself into his carriage, which had driven up,
immediately commenced issuing orders for the regulation of the
inhabitants who had been driven from their homes, and, sending
messengers in all directions, to desire the farmers at a distance to
bring food to the neighbourhood of the city for their use. Every one
obeyed him with alacrity; for, on a great emergency, the mob are ever
ready to be ruled by any one who can exhibit confidence in himself. But
we are forestalling events, and must return to follow the adventures on
that dreadful day of several friends in whom we are deeply interested.
Volume 2, Chapter XI.
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