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venerable escutcheon of King Joachim's father; the innkeeper?



You and I; dear Miss Smith; know the exact value of heraldic

bearings。  We know that though the greatest pleasure of all is to

ACT like a gentleman; it is a pleasure; nay a merit; to BE oneto

come of an old stock; to have an honorable pedigree; to be able to

say that centuries back our fathers had gentle blood; and to us

transmitted the same。  There IS a good in gentility: the man who

questions it is envious; or a coarse dullard not able to perceive

the difference between high breeding and low。  One has in the same

way heard a man brag that he did not know the difference between

wines; not hegive him a good glass of port; and he would pitch all

your claret to the deuce。  My love; men often brag about their own

dulness in this way。



In the matter of gentlemen; democrats cry; 〃Psha!  Give us one of

Nature's gentlemen; and hang your aristocrats。〃  And so indeed

Nature does make SOME gentlemena few here and there。  But Art

makes most。  Good birth; that is; good handsome well…formed fathers

and mothers; nice cleanly nursery…maids; good meals; good physicians;

good education; few cares; pleasant easy habits of life; and

luxuries not too great or enervating; but only refininga course of

these going on for a few generations are the best gentleman…makers

in the world; and beat Nature hollow。



If; respected Madam; you say that there is something BETTER than

gentility in this wicked world; and that honesty and personal wealth

are more valuable than all the politeness and high…breeding that

ever wore red…heeled pumps; knights' spurs; or Hoby's boots;

Titmarsh for one is never going to say you nay。  If you even go so

far as to say that the very existence of this super…genteel society

among us; from the slavish respect that we pay to it; from the

dastardly manner in which we attempt to imitate its airs and ape its

vices; goes far to destroy honesty of intercourse; to make us meanly

ashamed of our natural affections and honest; harmless usages; and

so does a great deal more harm than it is possible it can do good by

its exampleperhaps; Madam; you speak with some sort of reason。

Potato myself; I can't help seeing that the tulip yonder has the

best place in the garden; and the most sunshine; and the most water;

and the best tendingand not liking him over well。  But I can't

help acknowledging that Nature has given him a much finer dress than

ever I can hope to have; and of this; at least; must give him the

benefit。



Or say; we are so many cocks and hens; my dear (sans arriere

pensee); with our crops pretty full; our plumes pretty sleek; decent

picking here and there in the straw…yard; and tolerable snug

roosting in the barn: yonder on the terrace; in the sun; walks

Peacock; stretching his proud neck; squealing every now and then in

the most pert fashionable voice and flaunting his great supercilious

dandified tail。  Don't let us be too angry; my dear; with the

useless; haughty; insolent creature; because he despises us。

SOMETHING is there about Peacock that we don't possess。  Strain your

neck ever so; you can't make it as long or as blue as hiscock your

tail as much as you please; and it will never be half so fine to

look at。  But the most absurd; disgusting; contemptible sight in the

world would you and I be; leaving the barn…door for my lady's

flower…garden; forsaking our natural sturdy walk for the peacock's

genteel rickety stride; and adopting the squeak of his voice in the

place of our gallant lusty cock…a…doodle…dooing。



Do you take the allegory?  I love to speak in such; and the above

types have been presented to my mind while sitting opposite a

gimcrack coat…of…arms and coronet that are painted in the Invalides

Church; and assigned to one of the Emperor's Generals。



Ventrebleu!  Madam; what need have THEY of coats…of…arms and

coronets; and wretched imitations of old exploded aristocratic

gewgaws that they had flung out of the countrywith the heads of

the owners in them sometimes; for indeed they were not particulara

score of years before?  What business; forsooth; had they to be

meddling with gentility and aping its ways; who had courage; merit;

daring; genius sometimes; and a pride of their own to support; if

proud they were inclined to be?  A clever young man (who was not of

high family himself; but had been bred up genteelly at Eton and the

university)young Mr。 George Canning; at the commencement of the

French Revolution; sneered at 〃Roland the Just; with ribbons in his

shoes;〃 and the dandies; who then wore buckles; voted the sarcasm

monstrous killing。  It was a joke; my dear; worthy of a lackey; or

of a silly smart parvenu; not knowing the society into which his

luck had cast him (God help him! in later years; they taught him

what they were!); and fancying in his silly intoxication that

simplicity was ludicrous and fashion respectable。  See; now; fifty

years are gone; and where are shoebuckles?  Extinct; defunct; kicked

into the irrevocable past off the toes of all Europe!



How fatal to the parvenu; throughout history; has been this respect

for shoebuckles。  Where; for instance; would the Empire of Napoleon

have been; if Ney and Lannes had never sported such a thing as a

coat…of…arms; and had only written their simple names on their

shields; after the fashion of Desaix's scutcheon yonder?the bold

Republican who led the crowning charge at Marengo; and sent the best

blood of the Holy Roman Empire to the right…about; before the

wretched misbegotten imperial heraldry was born; that was to prove

so disastrous to the father of it。  It has always been so。  They

won't amalgamate。  A country must be governed by the one principle

or the other。  But give; in a republic; an aristocracy ever so

little chance; and it works and plots and sneaks and bullies and

sneers itself into place; and you find democracy out of doors。  Is

it good that the aristocracy should so triumph?that is a question

that you may settle according to your own notions and taste; and

permit me to say; I do not care twopence how you settle it。  Large

books have been written upon the subject in a variety of languages;

and coming to a variety of conclusions。  Great statesmen are there

in our country; from Lord Londonderry down to Mr。 Vincent; each in

his degree maintaining his different opinion。  But here; in the

matter of Napoleon; is a simple fact: he founded a great; glorious;

strong; potent republic; able to cope with the best aristocracies in

the world; and perhaps to beat them all; he converts his republic

into a monarchy; and surrounds his monarchy with what he calls

aristocratic institutions; and you know what becomes of him。  The

people estranged; the aristocracy faithless (when did they ever

pardon one who was not of themselves?)the imperial fabric tumbles

to the ground。  If it teaches nothing else; my dear; it teaches one

a great point of policynamely; to stick by one's party。



While these thoughts (and sundry others relative to the horrible

cold of the place; the intense dulness of delay; the stupidity of

leaving a warm bed and a breakfast in order to witness a procession

that is much better performed at a theatre)while these thoughts

were passing in the mind; the church began to fill apace; and you

saw that the hour of the ceremony was drawing near。



Imprimis; came men with lighted staves; and set fire to at least ten

thousand wax…candles that were hanging in brilliant chandeliers in

various parts of the chapel。  Curtains were dropped over the upper

windows as these illuminations were effected; and the church was

left only to the funereal light of the spermaceti。  To the right was

the dome; round the cavity of which sparkling lamps were set; that

designed the shape of it brilliantly against the darkness。  In the

midst; and where the altar used to stand; rose the catafalque。  And

why not?  Who is God here but Napoleon? and in him the sceptics have

already ceased to believe; but the people does still somewhat。  He

and Louis XIV。 divide the worship of the place between them。



As for the catafalque; the best that I can say for it is that it is

really a noble and imposing…looking edifice; with tall pillars

supporting a grand dome; with innumerable escutcheons; standards;

and allusions military and funereal。  A great eagle of course tops

the whole: tripods burning spirits of wine stand round this kind of

dead man's throne; and as we saw it (by peering over the heads of

our neighbors in the front rank); it looked; in the midst of the

black concave; and under the effect of half a thousand flashing

cross…lights; properly grand and tall。  The effect of the whole

chapel; however (to speak the jargon of the painting…room); was

spoiled by being CUT UP: there were too many objects for the eye to

rest upon: the ten thousand wax…candles; for instance; in their

numberless twinkling chandeliers; the

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