a little tour in france-第9章
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an odd proposal was made to the French Government by a company of English Quakers who had conceived the bold idea of establishing in the palace a manufacture of some peaceful commodity not to…day recorded。 Napoleon allotted Chambord； as a 〃dotation；〃 to one of his marshals； Berthier； for whose benefit it was converted； in Napoleonic fashion； into the so…called principality of Wagram。 By the Princess of Wagram； the marshal's widow； it was； after the Restoration； sold to the trustees of a national subscription which had been established for the purpose of presenting it to the in… fant Duke of Bordeaux； then prospective King of France。 The presentation was duly made； but the Comte de Chambord； who had changed his title in recognition of the gift； was despoiled of his property by the Government of Louis Philippe。 He appealed for redress to the tribunals of his country； and the consequence of his appeal was an interminable litiga… tion； by which； however； finally； after the lapse of twenty…five years； he was established in his rights。 In 1871 he paid his first visit to the domain which had been offered him half a century before； a term of which he had spent forty years in exile。 It was from Chambord that he dated his famous letter of the 5th of July of that year； … the letter； directed to his so… called subjects； in which he waves aloft the white flag of the Bourbons。 This amazing epistle； which is virtually an invitation to the French people to re… pudiate； as their national ensign； that immortal tricolor； the flag of the Revolution and the Empire； under which they have； won the glory which of all glories has hitherto been dearest to them； and which is as… sociated with the most romantic； the most heroic； the epic； the consolatory； period of their history； … this luckless manifesto； I say； appears to give the measure of the political wisdom of the excellent Henry V。 It is the most factitious proposal ever addressed to an eminently ironical nation。
On the whole； Chambord makes a great impression； and the hour I was； there； while the yellow afternoon light slanted upon the September woods； there was a dignity in its desolation。 It spoke； with a muffled but audible voice； of the vanished monarchy； which had been so strong； so splendid； but to…day has be… come a sort of fantastic vision； like the cupolas and chimneys that rose before me。 I thought； while I lingered there； of all the fine things it takes to make up such a monarchy； and how one of them is a su… perfluity of mouldering； empty； palaces。 Chambord is touching； … that is the best word for it； and if the hopes of another restoration are in the follies of the Republic； a little reflection on that eloquence of ruin ought to put the Republic on its guard。 A sentimental tourist may venture to remark that in the presence of several chateaux which appeal in this mystical manner to the retrospective imagination； it cannot afford to be foolish。 I thought of all this as I drove back to Blois by the way of the Chateau de Cheverny。 The road took us out of the park of Chambord； but through a region of flat woodland； where the trees were not mighty； and again into the prosy plain of the Sologne； … a thankless soil； all of it； I believe； but lately much amended by the magic of cheerful French industry and thrift。 The light had already begun to fade； and my drive reminded me of a passage in some rural novel of Madame Sand。 I passed a couple of timber and plaster churches； which looked very old； black； and crooked； and had lumpish wooden porches and galleries encircling the base。 By the time I reached Cheverny； the clear twilight had approached。 It was late to ask to be allowed to visit an inhabited house； but it was the hour at which I like best to visit almost anything。 My coachman drew up before a gateway； in a high wall； which opened upon a short avenue； along which I took my way on foot； the coachmen in those parts being； for reasons best known to them… selves； mortally averse to driving up to a house。 I answered the challenge of a very tidy little portress； who sat； in company with a couple of children； en… joying the evening air in； front of her lodge； and who told me to walk a little further and turn to the right。 I obeyed her to the letter； and my turn brought me into sight of a house as charming as an old manor in a fairy tale。 I had but a rapid and partial view of Cheverny； but that view was a glimpse of perfection。 A light； sweet mansion stood looking over a wide green lawn； over banks of flowers and groups of trees。 It had a striking character of elegance； produced partly by a series of Renaissance busts let into circular niches in the facade。 The place looked so private； so reserved； that it seemed an act of violence to ring； a stranger and foreigner； at the graceful door。 But if I had not rung I should be unable to express … as it is such a pleasure to do … my sense of the exceeding courtesy with which this admirable house is shown。 It was near the dinner…hour； … the most sacred hour of the day； but I was freely conducted into the inhabited apartments。 They are extremely beautiful。 What I chiefly remember is the charming staircase of white embroidered stone； and the great _salle des gardes_ and _chambre a coucher du roi_ on the second floor。 Che… verny； built in 1634； is of a much later date than the other royal residences of this part of France； it be… longs to the end of the Renaissance； and has a touch of the rococo。 The guard…room is a superb apartment； and as it contains little save its magnificent ceiling and fireplace and certain dim tapestries on its walls； you the more easily take the measure of its noble proportions。 The servant opened the shutters of a single window； and the last rays of the twilight slanted into the rich brown gloom。 It was in the same pic… turesque fashion that I saw the bedroom （adjoining） of Henry IV。； where a legendary…looking bed； draped in folds long unaltered； defined itself in the haunted dusk。 Cheverny remains to me a very charming； a partly mysterious vision。 I drove back to Blois in the dark； some nine miles； through the forest of Russy； which belongs to the State； and which； though con… sisting apparently of small timber； looked under the stars sufficiently vast and primeval。 There was a damp autumnal smell and the occasional sound of a stirring thing； and as I moved through the evening air I thought of Francis I。 and Henry IV。
VI。
You may go to Amboise either from Blois or from Tours； it is about half…way between these towns。 The great point is to go； especially if you have put it off repeatedly； and to go； if possible； on a day when the great view of the Loire； which you enjoy from the battlements and terraces； presents itself under a friendly sky。 Three persons； of whom the author of these lines was one； spent the greater part of a perfect Sunday morning in looking at it。 It was astonishing； in the course of the rainiest season in the memory of the oldest Tourangeau； how many perfect days we found to our hand。 The town of Amboise lies； like Tours； on the left bank of the river； a little white… faced town； staring across an admirable bridge； and leaning； behind； as it were； against the pedestal of rock on which the dark castle masses itself。 The town is so small； the pedestal so big； and the castle so high and striking； that the clustered houses at the base of the rock are like the crumbs that have fallen from a well…laden table。 You pass among them； however； to ascend by a circuit to the chateau； which you attack； obliquely； from behind。 It is the property of the Comte de Paris； another pretender to the French throne； having come to him remotely； by inheritance； from his ancestor； the Duc de Penthievre； who toward the close of the last century bought it from the crown； which had recovered it after a lapse。 Like the castle of Blois it has been injured and defaced by base uses； but； unlike the castle of Blois； it has not been com… pletely restored。 〃It is very； very dirty； but very curious；〃 … it is in these terms that I heard it described by an English lady； who was generally to be found engaged upon a tattered Tauchnitz in the little _salon de lecture_ of the hotel at Tours。 The descri
