The “clemency” of Elizabeth--of which the decrees of the time speak--was
equally exhibited toward the surviving servants of her father and her
predecessor. Away with the Germans, was the cry; and a few distinguished
Russians were included in the batch of prisoners who now looked forward
to the customary reprisals. Old Ostermann, gouty and stoical, had fought
Elizabeth, and he knew that his forty years of sound service would count
for nothing. He was to be broken on the wheel. Münnich was to lose his
hands and his head; Golovkin his head; and so on. A vast crowd gathered
in the square on January 29th to see the “traitors” butchered. At the
last moment an order of the Empress spared Ostermann the wheel and
changed the sentence to decapitation. The old man moved toward the
block, and a new order changed the punishment to exile. He quietly asked
for his coat, and was packed off to the bleak northern region to which
he had once helped to send Menshikoff. The crowd murmured when fresh
orders from the Empress cheated them of the sight of blood. Münnich was
sent to the spot--the very house--in Siberia to which he had sent Biren,
who was summoned back to life. They met on the way, in Siberia, and
bowed; and the great soldier settled down to rearing chickens and
growing vegetables. The others were scattered over the bleak north.
There had been no torture of witnesses--though much suborning of
witnesses--and no bloodshed. Russia was improving.
While the goats were scattered, the sheep were gathered on the right
hand. Vorontsoff became a leading minister, and his humble colleagues
strutted also in gold lace and silks. Lestocq, first physician of the
new court, was so richly rewarded with gold and favour that he imagined
himself the prime spirit of the new regime, and will presently come to
grief. The Marquis de la Chétardie became a saviour of Russia (which he
would like to ruin in the interest of France, and indeed expected to be
at least gravely weakened under the rule of Elizabeth), and soldiers
kissed his hand. The guards, heavily rewarded, put on insufferable airs,
and wandered insolently about the palace as if they were part owners of
it. The state of the court was chaotic, and foreign envoys sent word
home that Russia would sink back into barbarism.
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