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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Barbarossa; An Historical Novel of the XII Century. + +Author: Conrad von Bolanden + +Release Date: August 22, 2010 [EBook #33487] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK BARBAROSSA; AN HISTORICAL *** + + + + +Produced by Charles Bowen, from page scans provided by the Web Archive + + + + + +</pre> + +<br> + + +<p class="hang1">Transcriber's notes:<br> + 1. Page scan source: http://www.archive.org/details/barbarossaanhis00bolagoog</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<div style="line-height:200%"> +<h1>BARBAROSSA;</h1> + +<h3>AN</h3> + +<h2>HISTORICAL NOVEL</h2> + +<h3>OF THE</h3> + +<h2>XII Century.</h2> +</div> +<br> +<br> + +<h4>BY</h4> + +<h2><span class="sc">Conrad Von Bolanden</span></h2> +<br> +<br> +<h3><i>PHILADELPHIA</i>:</h3> +<h2>Eugene Cummisky</h2> +<h3>PUBLISHER,</h3> +<h4>1037 Chestnut Street.</h4> +<h3>1867.</h3> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<hr class="W90"> +<p class="center">Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1867, by<br> + EUGENE CUMMISKEY,<br> + in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for<br> + the Eastern District of Pennsylvania.</p> +<hr class="W90"> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h3>J. FAGAN & SON,<br> +STEREOTYPERS, PHILAD'A.</h3> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>PREFACE<br> +<span class="sc">TO THE</span><br> +AMERICAN EDITION</i>.</h2> +<br> + +<p class="normal">The pleasant historical novel which is now offered to the +American public, refers to a period of history very much misrepresented, though +very frequently written about, or at least referred to by popular writers. In +the contest between Pope Alexander III. and the Emperor Frederic Barbarossa, we +see a very important phase of the long struggle between the spiritual and civil +power; a struggle, in which was fought the battle of real liberty, and real +Christian civilization, against brute force and Pagan tyranny. Perhaps nothing +has been so badly understood as the real <i>casus belli</i> in this struggle of +centuries. Most non-Catholics firmly believe that the conflict arose from an +effort of the Church to obtain universal dominion; to make princes and people +bow to her behests on all matters; to reduce the civil ruler to the condition of +a mere lieutenant of the Pontiff, to be removed at will by that spiritual +autocrat, and, of course, to improve the condition of her own officials; +securing for them the choicest and fairest portions of all the good things of +the earth. The Emperors and Kings who were hostile to the Church are painted, on +the other hand, as the assertors of civil liberty, the William Tells that +refused to salute the tyrant's cap, even though it were called a tiara; the +heroes, that in a superstitious age braved the terrors of excommunication, +rather than sink into a degraded servitude, to the heartless ambition of +churchmen.</p> + +<p class="normal">Nothing can be farther from the truth than this view of the +subject. In reality, what the Church fought for during this long struggle +was--not power, but--liberty. She refused to admit that she was a corporation +existing by the permission, or the creation of the State. She claimed to be a +spiritual society, existing by the fiat of the will of God, entirely independent +in her own sphere, having a government of her own; executive, legislative, and +judicial rights and duties of her own; an end of her own, far above and beyond +the affairs of this world. It was for this liberty and independence that her +martyrs had died, her confessors languished in prison, her saints prayed and +suffered. When the rulers of the world became Christian, the difficulties in the +way of her liberty did not cease; they only assumed a new form. Open opposition +became oppression, under the specious name of protection; and the State made +every effort to restrain and shackle a power, the indomitable energy and +dauntless courage of which it imagined it had reason to fear.</p> + +<p class="normal">This was, indeed, one of the "empty" things which the sons of +men, crafty in their own generation, allow themselves to say when they speak of +spiritual things. The unrestrained power of the city of God on earth cannot +hinder, or in any way interfere with the true development of the earthly +commonwealth. Truth, morality, justice, are the surest foundations of civil +peace, liberty, and prosperity. Under the pretence of defending their rights and +those of their people, civil rulers have endeavored to subjugate the Church, +enslave her ministers, make her, in a word, merely a piece of government +machinery, to register their decrees, and enforce them with her anathemas. Had +they succeeded, the only bulwark of freedom would have been swept away; for as +man has no right higher or holier than freedom of conscience, that is, freedom +to serve God rather than man, had this right been sacrificed to the imperious +demands of the civil power, other rights less important, such as those which +constitute civil liberty, would have been lost with it.</p> + +<p class="normal">Thus the medieval Pontiffs--living in exile, wandering from +one city to another, often in prison, rarely suffered to live in peace--were the +martyrs of the highest and truest freedom. To their indomitable courage, +untiring perseverance, and clear-sighted intelligence, we owe whatever idea of +true freedom (that is of the existence of the rights of man independently of the +permission, toleration, or concession of the civil power) still survives in +modern society.</p> + +<p class="normal">These fundamental truths are well illustrated in the following +pages. The special period of history chosen, serves to show clearly the real +points of dispute. Even Voltaire acknowledged that it was the "wisdom" of +Alexander III. that triumphed over the "violence" of Barbarossa. As the same +writer observes:--"Alexander revived the rights of the people and suppressed the +crimes of Kings." A Pontiff to whom such testimony is borne by Voltaire, cannot +fairly be accused of ambitious designs. In his contest with Frederic, from the +beginning to the end, he simply asserted the independence of the Church. +Antipope after antipope was opposed to him, all of them were puppets of the +Emperor; but in the end, even Frederic was obliged to yield, and to acknowledge +the patient but determined Alexander as the Vicar of Christ.</p> + +<p class="normal">The subserviency of these pretended Pontiffs is well described +by our author. There is no exaggeration here. These men were merely Vicars of +the Emperor, existing by his favor, the creatures of his breath. They cared +little for the ratification of their decrees in Heaven; so that they knew that +they pleased the rulers of this world! What the Emperor wished bound, they did +bind, and what he wished loosed, they did loose, even the holy bonds of +matrimony. Their degradation and that of the courtier bishops, so graphically +depicted in these pages, is a practical proof of the great truth, that while +there is no human greatness more exalted than the dignity of the ecclesiastical +character, there is no fall lower than that of a churchman who, forgetful of his +calling, makes himself the slave of the world's power, be it wielded by a +crowned King or by an uncrowned mob.</p> + +<p class="normal">The heartless repudiation of his wife by Henry the Lion, after +the mock sentence of the miserable Victor, and the recourse of Constance to +Alexander, himself a fugitive, and persecuted, is a touching instance of the +manners of the times, and of the protection the Church and her real Pontiffs +ever gave to the sanctity of marriage. Little do women in our day think how much +they owe to the Popes, who so bravely and so constantly fought their battles in +those rude and licentious ages, protecting their innocence, defending their +rights, making them the companions, not the servants of those rough warriors. +There was more than one Constance in those ages: but never did any of them +appeal to the Head of Christendom, that her demand for justice was not heard, +and her rights courageously vindicated.</p> + +<p class="normal">The simple threads of the love-story of Erwin and Hermengarde +serve pleasantly to connect together the other more important events of the +tale, and serve to illustrate on the one hand the finest type of feminine +affection and constancy, and on the other that of manly nobility and courage. We +think the author can fairly lay claim to historical accuracy in the main events +of his tale. Every matter of public interest, even the wonderful pestilence +which checked Frederic in his victorious career at Rome, is related as given by +contemporary writers.</p> + +<p class="normal">We venture to bespeak for <span class="sc">Barbarossa</span> a kind and gracious +reception from the American public. It is a well told tale, which will afford +real instruction, as well as pleasant amusement. It will serve to give true +ideas about medieval history, and to make Catholics more interested in learning +the truth about those real Pontiffs, who did battle for religion and the rights +of man against the Kings and rulers of the day. We consider it a valuable +contribution to our lighter literature, and we hope to see it followed by many +others of the same purpose and object. The translator has done his work well, +and we trust <span class="sc">Barbarossa</span> in its English dress will become a universal favorite.</p> + + + +<p class="right">J. K.</p> + +<p class="normal"><span class="sc">Philadelphia</span>,</p> +<p class="continue"><i>Ascension Day</i>, 1867.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2>CONTENTS.</h2> +<table cellpadding="10" style="width:80%; margin-left:10%"> +<colgroup><col style="width:10%; text-align:right"><col style="width:90%"></colgroup> +<tr> + +<td>CHAPTER</td> +<td></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>I.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Introductory</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>II.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Ambuscade</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>III.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Chancellor Rinaldo</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>IV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Battle</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>V.</td> +<td><span class="sc">After the Victory</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>VI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Court Fool</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>VII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Father and Daughter</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>VIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Abbot Conrad</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>IX.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Filial Devotion</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>X.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Tempter</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Journey</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Toll</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Castellamare</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XIV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Siege</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Antipope</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XVI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Emperor's Slave</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XVII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">An Evil Spirit</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XVIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Confidential Secrets</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XIX.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Consuls</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XX.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Assault</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Emperor's Policy</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Vanity</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Meeting</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXIV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Walk</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Capture</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXVI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Treachery</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXVII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Betrothal</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXVIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Populace in the Twelfth Century</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXIX.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Humiliation</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXX.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Amusements</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">At Rivoli</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Alexander's Ambassador</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">A Warning</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXIV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Divorced Duchess</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Laon</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXVI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Knavery</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXVII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Spy</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXVIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Queen of France</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XXXIX.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Under the Oaks</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XL.</td> +<td><span class="sc">A True Bishop</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">A Hardened Sinner</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Abbey of Cluny</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">In the Cloister</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLIV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Pope Alexander III.</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">A Knave's Stratagem</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLVI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Sermon</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLVII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Duel</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLVIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Triumph of Force</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>XLIX.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Hermengarde's Constancy</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>L.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Conspirators</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>LI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Tribune</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>LII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Sedition</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>LIII.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Barbarossa in Rome</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>LIV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Triumphal Entry</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>LV.</td> +<td><span class="sc">The Hand of God</span></td> +</tr><tr> +<td>LVI.</td> +<td><span class="sc">Conclusion</span></td></tr></table> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h1><i>BARBAROSSA</i>.</h1> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER I</i>.</h2> + +<h2><i>INTRODUCTORY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Towards the middle of the 12th century, Milan had conquered +for herself a powerful supremacy throughout all of Upper Italy, and with the +exception of the proud Genoa and the maritime Venetian republic, all the cities +of Lombardy acknowledged her sovereignty. Lodi, Pavia, and some few of the +neighboring towns, had made bold attempts to assert their rights, but all their +efforts were unsuccessful; and had only resulted in riveting more tightly their +fetters, while the pride of the Milanese, and a desire for more extended power, +increased in proportion to the failing strength of their adversaries. The +majority bore in silence the yoke which they could not shake off preferring the +advantages secured to them by prompt submission to the danger of losing in the +unequal struggle every vestige of their former independence.</p> + +<p class="normal">Lombardy, it is true, was an appanage of the Germanic empire, +but the sovereignty of the Emperor was almost nominal, and only acknowledged by +the turbulent Lombards, when forced so to do by his victorious arms; and +whenever a war broke out between the Monarch, his great feudatories, or the +Church, the smouldering embers of rebellion at once burst forth into open +insurrection.</p> + +<p class="normal">Scarcely had Frederic the First, of Hohenstauffen, mounted the +throne, when his attention was attracted to Italy by an event of grave and +unusual importance.</p> + +<p class="normal">In 1158, whilst Barbarossa, as the Emperor was usually +surnamed by the Italians, was presiding over a High Court of Justice at Kossnitz, +and listening to the various cases submitted for his decision, two men, wearing +upon their backs a wooden cross as a symbol of their misfortune, presented +themselves before the throne with a long list of grievances against the +Milanese, by whom, they alleged, the city of Lodi had been destroyed after the +pillage and the exile of its citizens. They had come now to implore the +intervention of the Emperor, whose power alone, they urged, could check the +tyranny of the Milanese and save from utter ruin the other cities of Lombardy.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic at once dispatched one of his nobles, Schwicker, of +Aspremont, with a letter of reproof and menace to Milan. But on his arrival the +consuls and the people refused to listen to the message. They tore the despatch +to pieces, trampled it underfoot, and obliged the ambassador to seek safety in +flight.</p> + +<p class="normal">Such a crime could not go unpunished, and Frederic, at the +head of a powerful army, crossed the Alps and appeared, when least expected, in +the plains of Lombardy. Meanwhile the Milanese were putting into execution their +perfidious designs against Como and Lodi, and offered to the Emperor the sum, +enormous for that age, of four hundred gold +<i>marks</i>, on condition that he would recognize their sovereignty over these +cities.</p> + +<p class="normal">But the proposition was indignantly rejected. "Wretches," said +he to the Milanese ambassadors, "do you presume to bribe me to palliate your +treachery? Do you propose to the Emperor of Germany to become a partner in your +baseness? Even were it in my power to sell the half of my domains, I would +rather turn your city into a paltry village than countenance this exercise of +arbitrary despotism over a country which has as much right to liberty as +yourselves." The result of the interview was a solemn engagement, on the part of +the Milanese, to indemnify Lodi and Como for all damages sustained, as the +powerful alliances of Milan, her military strength, and the comparative weakness +of the German army, did not, at the time, permit of the absolute subjection of +Lombardy.</p> + +<p class="normal">Thence Frederic marched towards Tortona, an ally of the +Milanese, which had attacked and ravaged the territory of Pavia. Explanations +were demanded, but, confiding in the strength of its fortifications, Tortona +haughtily refused. The Emperor at once attacked the town, stormed the works, and +reduced it to ashes.</p> + +<p class="normal">This terrible example dismayed the Milanese, who were ignorant +of the fate in store for them, but they had learned to appreciate the energy and +courage of the Emperor, and they began to estimate the necessity of +strengthening and renewing the alliances which had formerly existed between them +and the neighboring States.</p> + +<p class="normal">Scarcely had the Emperor recrossed the Alps, and received the +crown from the hands of Pope Adrian IV., when the Milanese resumed their +depredations upon Lodi. Far from making amends for their former damages, and +thus fulfilling the stipulations of the treaty, they marched a powerful army +against the city, imprisoned or killed the inhabitants, and only retired after +laying waste the vineyards, and destroying the crops throughout the entire +province.</p> + +<p class="normal">Again the inhabitants of Lodi sought the assistance of the +Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa was incensed beyond measure at this insolent +disregard, not only of his threats, but even of his Imperial supremacy. Such +audacity demanded prompt repression, and Imperial edicts were at once issued to +all the spiritual and temporal princes of the Empire, summoning them to join the +Army destined to operate in Italy.</p> + +<p class="normal">In the month of June, 1158, the German army crossed the Alps, +and Milan was besieged and taken after a heroic defence.</p> + +<p class="normal">Again Frederic, either through pity or a desire to spare the +noble city, or through the temptation of a costly bribe, delayed the execution +of his threats, although urgently counselled to inflict upon Milan the fate of +Tortona. But he humbled the pride of the haughty Lombards: all their rights and +privileges were confiscated, and they were compelled to rebuild Lodi and Como, +while all duties and customs were henceforth to revert to the Imperial treasury; +a fine of nine thousand silver marks was imposed, and as a guarantee for the +fulfilment of these and many other conditions, three hundred of the principal +citizens were to be given up and held as hostages.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor then disbanded the greater portion of his German +levies, and convoked a Diet of the princes, prelates, counts, and chief civil +dignitaries, who in general assembly were to attend to the pacification of +Italy, and the re-establishment of order, and to define precisely the respective +rights of the sovereign and his subjects.</p> + +<p class="normal">An immense camp was pitched in the midst of the vast plain +which is watered by the Po; in the centre stood the Imperial tent, and around +it, in order of rank, those of the princes. Streets at right angles divided the +various quarters of this city of canvas, and to avoid all danger of collisions, +the Germans and Italians were encamped on opposite sides of the river. Frederic +had invited four of the most celebrated <i>juris consults</i> of Bologna, and +had given them as coadjutors twenty-eight counsellors from the other Lombard +towns, in order to investigate and define thoroughly the origin and spirit of +their statute laws and their oral traditions.</p> + +<p class="normal">From his throne, Frederic opened the assembly with a solemn +discourse.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Called to the supreme power, by the grace of God," said he, +"our task is to elevate the courage of the good, to restrain and punish the +evil-doer. At the close of the late campaign which we have terminated so +fortunately; the pacification of the country demands our earnest attention, for +it is only simple justice that we should protect, by our arms, the people who +are governed by our laws. But before anything be written, or decided concerning +our respective rights, duties, and privileges; we must establish what is +equitable and expedient, necessary and useful, according to the locality and the +epoch; for once these laws adopted and promulgated, there will be no further +discussion admitted in the matter, they will be rigidly and exactly enforced."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Italians were astonished at the ability of the young +monarch. His talents and his policy compelled their respect, for it became +evident that under such a ruler, their only safe course of action would be +implicit obedience.</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst the Bolognese legists insisted upon privileges being +accorded to the Emperor, based upon the old Roman law, the Lombard counsellors +complained of an autocratic despotism, in the decisions, subversive of their own +peculiar rights, and inimical to the interests of their country. For example, +all revenues from tolls on rivers and bridges, and tonnage dues in ports and +harbors, were to revert hereafter to the Emperor; and all duties on grain, salt +works, and fisheries, with the right of coinage, hitherto a prerogative of the +dukes, counts, and free cities, were in future to belong exclusively to the +Imperial treasury.</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa had destroyed the autonomy of the Lombard cities, +and reduced them to be mere dependencies of the empire. Still, so long as he +remained in Upper Italy, no open signs of discontent were manifested, but +scarcely had he turned towards Rome, when the revolt broke out. In order to +pacify, if possible, the malcontents, Otto de Wittelsbach; the Chancellor +Rinaldo, and the Knight of Goswin were at once sent to Milan. But the +exasperated populace assembled before the dwelling of the ambassadors, who with +much difficulty escaped being torn to pieces.</p> + +<p class="normal">This unexpected outrage excited the rage of the German nobles +who accompanied the Emperor, and the rebellious city was threatened with sack +and pillage, while its inhabitants were doomed to slavery. This fierce menace, +however, by no means disheartened the Milanese, who determined to employ every +means of resistance in their power, and to die gloriously rather than wear the +fetters of serfdom. The struggle began at once, and while Barbarossa was +celebrating the festival of Easter at Bologna, the Lombards seized the Imperial +treasury, in which were lodged the enormous sums which he had collected in +Italy. Then they burned the castle and hung all the garrison, who were Italians, +as traitors to their country.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor hastened back with his little army, but he arrived +too late; the Milanese had retreated behind their works, and from the walls of +the city could see Frederic, in his anger, lay waste all the surrounding +country; for, weak in numbers and destitute of siege artillery, his army was +powerless against the town. Scarcely had he left the neighborhood, when the +Lombards took up again the offensive, and retaliated upon the Emperor's allies +for the havoc which he had caused in their territory. Joining their forces to +those of the Brescians, they took Lodi and Cremona, and made several attacks +upon the Imperialist forces; and such was the vindictiveness displayed; that +several abortive attempts were made to assassinate the German Emperor, who was +unable to check or punish these acts of hostility. His army was composed almost +entirely of Italians, and although the rebellious city of Cremona was taken and +burned, his reprisals were without result.</p> + +<p class="normal">This continual strife and its attendant misfortunes, equally +disastrous for both factions, reduced Lombardy almost to a desert. The +devastated fields produced no more crops, and the ground being unable to sustain +even the native population, the foreign troops suffered severely from famine. +Barbarossa convoked again his knights and nobles, thanked and rewarded them +publicly for their devotion to his cause, and disbanded the Germans, promising +to open the campaign with a strong army, early in the following spring.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER II</i>.</h2> + +<h2><i>THE AMBUSCADE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">After a winter spent in harassing the enemy and in petty +skirmishes with the Emperor's adherents, the Milanese inaugurated the year 1161, +in a more serious manner, by the capture of several fortresses, some by assault, +others through treachery. Frederic was still unable to make any serious +resistance to his enemy's advance; for the German reinforcements had not yet +arrived, and his own little army, in order to hasten the fall of Milan, was +besieging the towns of Como and Neulodi, so that his operations were limited +almost to a strictly defensive policy, whilst, in person, he rode at the head of +a small escort, through the province, reassuring his declared allies and +conciliating those whose sentiments were as yet doubtful.</p> + +<p class="normal">It was a beautiful morning. A small troop of armed men, whose +appearance was that of banditti, were keeping guard at the foot of a hill, about +two days' journey from Milan. The soldiers, wearied by a long march, were +stretched upon the ground, and about a dozen horses, with heaving flanks, stood +close by, showing clearly that they had shared the fatigue of their riders.</p> + +<p class="normal">The chief of the band stood a little to their rear, and with +his arms crossed on his breast, appeared to be reflecting profoundly. His costly +armor and proud bearing was not that of a robber, for his shield was +magnificently embossed in silver, the border of his surcoat richly embroidered, +and his sword-belt inlaid with precious jewels. By his side stood a man of short +stature, apparently quite at his ease. He wore a pointed hat, and on his bronzed +face beamed an expression of knavery and deceit, which, with his sparkling eye +and a continued sneer around the mouth, gave to his whole physiognomy a most +malevolent character. He carried a cross-bow and a quiver full of bolts on his +back, and by his side hung a long rapier.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nothing!" said the knight, angrily. "Ah! Griffi, if you have +deceived me, you shall be flogged."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Flogged! my lord Pietro! I, Cocco Griffi, the son of the high +and mighty Consul Nigri of Milan! I flogged!" said the little man, with marked +astonishment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, without fail!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"How, my lord Pietro! your native city boasts of giving +liberty to the Italians. Would it not be barbarous to flog a loyal citizen?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have most richly deserved it! At this very moment, the +Milanese are destroying one of the strongholds of German tyranny; and I, who +would so gladly have shared in the glorious work, have been decoyed here by your +specious tale, to await, uselessly, the coming of that accursed Barbarossa, +while my countrymen are celebrating their triumph."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I crave your pardon, my lord! The destruction of a castle, +already half in ruins is scarcely a deed worthy of your heroism," replied +Griffi, in a half serious, half jocular tone. "Ah! it would be another thing had +it been necessary to storm the Castle of Cinola. But as Barbarossa's worthy +governor, Bonello, has in a fit of patriotism opened the gates, I could see but +little opportunity there for a display of your valor. For the prowess of the +brave Milanese will not go further than the draining of some wine-casks and the +destruction of some old furniture; they may perhaps burn the castle, but, this +done, they will return within their city walls."</p> + +<p class="normal">Pietro made no reply, but with a glance of contempt upon the +speaker, again turned to gaze into the distance.</p> + +<p class="normal">"On the other hand," continued Griffi, proudly, "you will +have, thanks to me, a chance of doing here something truly heroic. I learned +that the Emperor, with a feeble escort, was about to proceed towards the North; +I managed to insinuate myself among the soldiers, and discovered the road by +which he was to travel; and then galloping night and day, came here, to show you +how to rid the country of its oppressor, by his death or capture! And yet, as a +reward for all this, you threaten to flog me!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"But if we succeed!" said Pietro, his face flushing with +enthusiasm, "if we succeed, I will fill your hat with gold pieces. I will have +your name engraved upon tablets of bronze, and your statue erected in every +public square in Lombardy."</p> + +<p class="normal">Cocco scarcely heeded the last words, so intently did he gaze +towards the distant horizon. Suddenly he seized the arm of the knight:</p> + +<p class="normal">"Look there!" he cried, "there, near the forest; see that +armor shining in the sun. It is Barbarossa himself, followed by eighteen knights +and seventy varlets!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! the wretch!" exclaimed the Milanese, with an expression +of mingled hatred and anger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I beg you, my lord," said Pietro hurriedly, "take off your +helmet, and turn your shield, or their reflection will betray our presence," +and, as his advice was followed, he at once resumed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Now let us make every arrangement in order that the tyrant +may not escape. Remain here with your men, in observation, whilst I ride over to +Cinola to get reinforcements."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Aye! and meanwhile, Barbarossa will get away. Oh! fool that I +am! why am I here, without my own brave troopers? One bold stroke, and the yoke +of my beloved country would be broken!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Fear nothing," said Cocco, "those iron-clad soldiers would +need wings, to escape now. Mark yonder little valley with its sloping meadows +and its narrow stream! The Germans are making toward it, for the road passes +close by, and good pastures are too rare now in Lombardy for them to neglect so +favorable a chance for resting their horses. So, while his Imperial Majesty is +taking his ease, our troops will come up, and it will be an easy task to seize +this red-headed tyrant by the beard."</p> + +<p class="normal">Griffi whistled and clapped his hands, and, at the sound, an +active little horse ran toward him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Cocco," said the knight to his companion, "my good friend, +Cocco, lose no time--but, stay, let two of my troopers go with you; an accident +might happen, and remember that you hold in your hands the liberty of Italy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bah! my lord Pietro," replied the other, "I will give you +leave to flog me, if my horse, Molo, does not easily distance your stiff +troopers!" and as he spoke he sprang upon the back of the nimble animal, and +soon left far behind him the soldiers whom the knight had detailed as his +escort.</p> + +<p class="normal">Pietro concealed himself behind a bush, whence he could +observe the enemy's movements. The Germans continued to advance. In front, rode +the knights in complete armor,--he could even distinguish Barbarossa's banner +with its richly embroidered lion, and it seemed as though he could recognize the +lofty stature of the Emperor himself.</p> + +<p class="normal">As Cocco had foreseen, they entered the valley, in which, +midway, stood the ruins of an ancient cloister.</p> + +<p class="normal">The emotion of the Milanese increased as he watched the little +troop. He forbade his men to rise from the ground, lest their bright helmets +might reveal their presence, and, gazing earnestly towards the city, his whole +person betrayed the feverish restlessness of one who felt as much anxiety for +the deliverance of his country as hatred for the tyrant whose iron arm weighed +so heavily upon Italy.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER III</i>.</h2> + +<h2><i>THE CHANCELLOR RINALDO</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The Imperial escort had halted in the valley, the horses were +unsaddled and grazing in the meadows, while the soldiers in groups were resting +beneath the shade of the pines and oak-trees.</p> + +<p class="normal">Three of the knights had chosen the most picturesque spot +among the ruins, and from the slight elevation, on which they stood, could +discern all the surrounding country, and even the lofty summits of the Alps, +which bounded the horizon toward the North. It was to this direction that was +turned the anxious gaze of one of the knights, who, with his hands resting on +his sword-hilt, stood before the gateway of the ruined church. But little above +the middle height, he was powerfully built, and his long mantle, thrown behind +him, showed that his arms, legs, and feet were cased in mail, and that above his +ordinary armor he wore a coat of silver links which came down to the knee. On +his head was a steel helmet of proof, which shone brilliantly in the sun, and a +heavy two-handled sword with a double hilt, and in a plain leathern scabbard, +completed his accoutrement.</p> + +<p class="normal">At first sight, the form of the young soldier scarcely seemed +to warrant his ponderous armor. Strikingly handsome, with hands of remarkable +delicacy, with a bright fair complexion, and a mouth around which played a smile +of frankness and amiability, it needed a second glance to discover that, under +this engaging exterior, was concealed a violent energy, an iron will, and a +pride without limit. His full blue eyes inspired confidence, but at times his +glance could threaten as fiercely as it now seemed kind and gentle. His brow was +high and broad, his nose aquiline, and his beard and hair of a bright red.</p> + +<p class="normal">Such was the appearance of the Emperor Frederic I., the +mightiest sovereign of his age, and one of the most illustrious men of whom +history has made mention.</p> + +<p class="normal">His two companions were striking contrasts. The first was +tall, with a grave dark face, and long black hair; and his stern features +indicated the soldier whose life had been passed in action. Thoroughly devoted +to his sovereign, the Count Palatine Otho de Wittelsbach was the faithful and +constant attendant of the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">The other was a small fair man, with a gentle and smiling +face. Unlike Otho, he was not in armor, but wore a long embroidered gown, green +trunk-hose, and a black hat. Yet in spite of his amiable expression, there was +an air of dissimulation about him, and his eyes were as false and deceitful as +his language was elegant and persuasive. He was the celebrated Chancellor +Rinaldo, Count of Dussel, and Archbishop of Cologne, in whom the Emperor reposed +the most implicit confidence, a confidence fully justified by the political +talents of the wily statesman. It was said that his ideas were even more +progressive than those of the prince himself, and that he pushed him forward in +his policy, despite the many serious obstacles in the path of his Imperial +sovereign.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor was still gazing toward the north, when a young +man of handsome bearing and with an almost childlike expression of amiability on +his features, approached, holding a cup of wine. Frederic's whole expression +changed to one of almost paternal fondness, as he glanced at the young soldier.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Always mindful of your godfather, my good Erwin," said he, +draining the goblet. "By my faith, if the repast be but proportionate to your +attentions, we shall feast most regally to-day."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The table awaits you, Sire," said the young man, pointing to +a shield which was placed on a stone near by. "Pray, pardon the frugality of the +entertainment." Barbarossa turned towards the shield emblazoned in blue and +white <i>lozenges</i>, on which was placed the Emperor's meal, consisting of +bread and a little smoked meat.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sit down, gentlemen," said he. "Ah! not so bad; I see that +Bavaria has sent us her food as far as Lombardy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Aye!" replied Count Otho, "and her contingent will be here +soon to aid us with their good lances. According to the last despatches, the +advanced guard should arrive to-morrow."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is full time to chastise these disloyal Guelphs," said +Frederic. "The rebellion has become general; Milan openly defies us; Genoa grows +each day more factious, and even Venice, despite our Chancellor's eloquence, has +assumed an air of insolence."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Right and reason," replied Rinaldo, "have but little chance +of success against fraud and dissimulation."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well answered," cried Otho; "I am glad to hear such +sentiments proclaimed. We must draw the sword, and prove to these insurgents +that they owe obedience and respect to their sovereign."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right, my lord Count," said Rinaldo, glancing at the +Emperor. "After vainly trying mildness and conciliation, it would be rank +cowardice not to use the sword."</p> + +<p class="normal">At the close of their frugal repast, the Emperor directed his +chancellor to read to him, until it was time to mount again; and Rinaldo, taking +a book which was brought to him by the young knight Erwin, opened it at a marked +page, while Otho, too thorough a soldier to care much for literature, withdrew +on one side.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have learned the ideas of His Holiness as to the origin of +all power," said the Chancellor to the Emperor, who was seated on the pedestal +of a fallen column. "The following letter from Pope Gregory VII. will fully +explain what these ideas mean, and to what they tend.</p> + +<p class="normal">"'The Church is our common Mother, the source and origin of +all light and vitality. It is on this account that all emperors and kings, +princes and archbishops, bishops and prelates, are her vassals. Thanks to the +power of the Apostolic keys, she can make and unmake them, for the power which +she delegates is not for a passing fame, but for a holy eternity. To her, then, +they all owe a respectful and modest obedience.'"</p> + +<p class="normal">Until then, the Emperor had listened in silence, although his +features betrayed the violent emotions of his inner self. Suddenly interrupting +the Chancellor, he exclaimed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"By my faith, the reasoning is highly logical! The Church +rules all! She can make and depose both emperors and princes!--All must +passively obey her mandates!--What arrogance!--Princes are naught but simple +vassals of the Pope!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Absolutely nothing else," replied Rinaldo; "the Pope is the +sun, the Emperor the moon, who receives from His Holiness light and brilliancy +and power."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough! enough!" cried Frederic, angrily; "mark the place and +close the book--the reading of such enormities is an insult to the Imperial +dignity." A crafty smile played around the Chancellor's lips as he replied,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Great men, unluckily, make great blunders; but for your +unfortunate oversight, no Pope would have ventured to make such an extravagant +claim to universal sovereignty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Was it not the duty of Charles to defer to the request of +Rome?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most certainly! but his liberality to the Church might have +been more measured, and the honors conceded more judiciously denned. Hold the +Pope's stirrup!--yes, the Emperor must even stoop to that--although it is, in +reality, a mere idle form," added the Chancellor, hurriedly, as Frederic's face +colored up. "Surely none can blame the Popes if they construe what was a mere +form into an obligation of importance."</p> + +<p class="normal">"When I held the stirrup of His Holiness, my lord Chancellor," +said Barbarossa with great dignity, "it was the homage paid by a Christian to +the chief of Christendom."</p> + +<p class="normal">"A most excellent reason, Sire," replied the Chancellor, in an +insinuating tone. "The fulfilment of a Christian's religious duties can but +honor an Emperor. But I have yet to learn in what way those duties interfere +with the prerogatives of a Sovereign."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well!--you would elevate then the monarch's rights above the +Christian's responsibilities?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The smiling glance of the statesman dwelt for an instant upon +his sovereign, who had given his minister to understand that he regarded his +opinions as somewhat heretical and very difficult of realization. Barbarossa was +willing to admit, to a certain extent, the superiority of the temporal over the +spiritual power, but he still hesitated before the impiety of claiming the +supremacy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Although you may place the Emperor above the Christian," +resumed the Chancellor, "you will not on that account cease to be one. I will +say even more: to reign, truly, the separation of the Empire from the Papacy is +a necessity. Look towards the monarchs of France and Saxony; for them the Pope +has never been anything more than the Bishop of Rome, chosen from among the most +worthy prelates. They were the temporal masters of the Roman Pontiff, although +ever the first to honor him as the Head of the Church. And what, to-day, is the +Papal supremacy over the Emperor, what is his influence? You selected Victor as +Sovereign Pontiff, while the College of Cardinals elected Roland, who, under the +title of Alexander III., reigns in spite of you! Victor, the feeble creation of +your own hands, will fall as soon as your support be withdrawn, while Alexander, +your triumphant adversary, is seated more firmly than ever upon the throne of +St. Peter. His legates, only, are received in Spain, in France, in England; they +only are acknowledged throughout the civilized world!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough of this!" said Frederic. "To what end serves your +discourse? It is but a waste of time to prove to me, now, that during the past +two years we have plotted, and toiled, and fought in vain."</p> + +<p class="normal">"In vain! Sire!--but why? Because you neglected the golden +opportunity! Milan, the bulwark of Alexander's power, was in your hands; you +should have levelled her to the ground!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Always ready, my lord, to tell me what should have been done! +Why was not this advice offered sooner?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is not yet too late," replied Rinaldo. "The German bands +have passed the Alps; let their first exploit be the capture of Milan."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Naturally; and their second?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The overthrow of the present <i>status</i> of Italy, and the +installation of Victor at Rome."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And then the heretic Barbarossa, the persecutor of the Holy +Church, will be put under the ban of the Universe!" replied Frederic, with a +bitter laugh.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Heretic? No! But the astonished world will hail in you the +worthy rival of the great Emperor. What did Charlemagne, and Otho, and Henry +III. do? Did they not give Rome to the Popes? And if you, their successor, +should place in Rome a bishop of your own selection, who could dispute your +authority? Act, break down all opposition, and the Papacy, henceforward, will be +no more the enemy, but the obedient vassal of the Germanic Empire." Whilst +Rinaldo spoke, Barbarossa seemed lost in thought; every word of the crafty +statesman produced its effect, for it answered the ambitious cravings of his own +nature, which had long aimed at the subjection of the spiritual to the temporal +power. Could his dreams be realized, the Emperor would reign supreme, and the +Church, shorn of all her prerogatives, would remain, as she had existed during +the dark ages, the source of all faith, but a mere fief of the Empire.</p> + +<p class="normal">The difficulties of the undertaking did not escape him, but +far from causing discouragement, they pleased him the more, by their bold and +hazardous originality. Rinaldo, in silence, with folded arms and down-cast eyes, +watched narrowly the effect produced on the Emperor by his discourse.</p> + +<p class="normal">Suddenly Otho of Wittelsbach advanced hurriedly.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER IV</i>.</h2> + +<h2><i>THE BATTLE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">"Bad news! Sire," cried the Count Palatine. "Cinola, your +strong fortress on the Adda, is in the hands of the enemy."</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa sprang to his feet, and gazed with surprise upon +the Count.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Cinola taken!" cried he angrily,--"when--by whom?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"To-day, by the Milanese; but here is a man who will give full +details to your Majesty."</p> + +<p class="normal">And he pointed to a soldier who, until then, had stood at a +short distance from the group.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! is that you, Gero?" said Frederic, whose extraordinary +memory never forgot a name or a face. "Tell me at once, everything!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The tidings which I bring to your Majesty are most +unfortunate. Cinola was, this morning, surrendered to the Milanese."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Surrendered?" said the Emperor, angrily.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, Sire,--surrendered by the base Guelph, the traitor +Bonello, to whom your Majesty had intrusted the command of the fortress."</p> + +<p class="normal">The face of the Emperor grew black with rage.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the strength of the Milanese?" he asked.</p> + +<p class="normal">"About three hundred men."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have they burned the Castle?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am ignorant of that fact, Sire! As soon as the banner of +the Guelphs was hoisted over the citadel, I hastened hither. But some time must +elapse before they can sack and burn the place, as their first visit will +doubtless be to the wine-cellars."</p> + +<p class="normal">"How many Germans were with you in the Castle?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Three and a half, your Majesty,--for one of them had lost a +leg. Poor fellows! they are in a pitiable condition, for their lives are in +danger!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Gentlemen," said the Emperor to his knights, who were grouped +around him, "we must not lose an instant; this new outrage must be punished at +once!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The knights looked at each other with astonishment; and even +the daring Otho shook his head.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire!" said he, "the Guelphs are too much our superiors in +numbers."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Since when has the Count Otho learned to count his foes?" +inquired the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But," observed the Chancellor, whom the sudden resolution of +the Emperor had alarmed, "would it not be more prudent to await the arrival of +the German troops?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No! the punishment should always follow closely upon the +crime. What! these traitors have dared to lay their plans under my very eyes, +and yet you speak of waiting!--It would be a public admission of our weakness."</p> + +<p class="normal">"To accommodate ourselves to circumstances," replied the +Chancellor, "is not weakness, but rather wisdom. The Emperor should not expose +his person needlessly. Pardon my frankness, Sire; it is your duty not to court +unnecessary danger."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Know, my lord," said Frederic, "that on the battlefield, he +most easily escapes death who braves it most! But, rather death itself, than +tame submission to such an outrage as this!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, then, may Heaven help you!" said Rinaldo, +despairingly,--"three hundred against eighty;--the odds are too great;--it is an +unpardonable piece of rashness!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be it so, my lord! But what can three hundred traitors do +against eighty German nobles, fighting for the honor of their name, in the cause +of their sovereign? If I had with me only ten loyal knights, I would prove to +the world, that, in Germany, courage and chivalry are not mere empty names! +Come, gentlemen, to horse!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"To arms! to arms! Long live the Emperor!" cried the knights, +inspired by the courage of their sovereign.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your peaceful calling will render your presence useless in +this bloody work of justice," said the Emperor, turning to his Chancellor. "It +will be better that you should await our return. Stay, ride off immediately +towards the German troops, who are on their march, and bid the princes hasten +their arrival!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"May God preserve us!" said Rinaldo, perceiving that the +Emperor wished to keep him out of danger. "I am ready to die with my sovereign."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your fidelity needs no such act of heroism to prove its +value," said Barbarossa. "Besides, I have by no means decided, as yet, to leave +this world for another! But a truce to this discussion. Seek the princes, salute +them in my name, and bid them march at once upon Milan!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo anxiously watched the tall form of the Emperor through +the crevices of the walls, as his heavy step resounded beneath the arches of the +ruined church. The shrill blast of the trumpet assembled the knights who were +already in the saddle. Without touching the stirrup, the prince vaulted upon his +mail-clad steed, and in a few minutes the little band disappeared in the +direction of the south-west.</p> + +<p class="normal">"There goes a man who probably rides to meet his death," said +Rinaldo to himself. "His pride despises danger, and yet, though I know the +strength of his arm, some trifling accident may ruin everything. Whilst I seek +the princes, the Milanese may exult over his corpse, and Rome, raising again her +humbled head, topple down the edifice built up so laboriously!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor started, as a voice addressed him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you are ready, my lord Count, we will set forward," said +the soldier whom Barbarossa had left behind as escort to the minister.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You should not have weakened the little troop by your +absence, for your lance would be more than ever useful to-day to His Majesty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pshaw!" replied the man, "I have no fears about the result. +The Guelphs never can stand before Count Otho and his brave lances. Besides, +Barbarossa leads them, and I never saw his eye flash so fiercely as when he bade +me stay with you."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo mounted his horse and, accompanied by the soldier, +rode swiftly towards the north.</p> + +<p class="normal">Meanwhile the Emperor pushed forward. His knights rode behind +him in stern silence, but with a look of grim determination upon their bronzed +faces, and naught was heard, save the clatter of their horses' hoofs, and the +rattle and clank of their armor. Barbarossa was carefully examining the distant +limits of the plain, where could be seen what at first seemed only dark moving +shadows; soon, however, the gleam of helmets and lances was distinctly visible, +and even the heavy step of troops on the march could be distinctly heard. +Barbarossa hesitated for a moment, as if in doubt what course to pursue, when +Count Otho approached.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I think I know those troops," said he. "As we were leaving +the ruins, I saw several horsemen, on yonder hills, riding towards Milan. They +are doubtless the enemy's videttes, who are carrying to the conquerors of Cinola +the tidings of our advance."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Gero," said the Emperor, "you are the least heavily armed. +Ride forward and see what is the strength of that detachment; I want to know if +they have any infantry in the rear, and whether there are any lancers posted in +the wood, to take us in flank."</p> + +<p class="normal">The trooper galloped off. The other soldiers at once +dismounted to draw their saddle-girths and prepare for the fight, and the +drinking-cup, which passed freely from hand to hand, contributed greatly to +increase their courage.</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa took no refreshment, but he carefully reconnoitred +the ground. Not an inequality of its surface, not a stream or marsh escaped his +eye. On the right was a little wood, which might serve the enemy to mask his +movements, and as the ground on which he stood was slightly elevated, he +determined to await the enemy there, in order to give greater impetus to the +charge of his own troopers.</p> + +<p class="normal">Gero soon returned, followed at a distance by several of the +enemy's horsemen, thrown out as scouts.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Guelphs are moving in three columns--in the centre is +about two hundred Infantry. The wings are much weaker. I could see nothing in +the woods."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Milanese seem very confident," said the rough soldier +Goswin; "they think that five Lombards are at least equal to one German, and so +neglect their tactics. Ah! well! I killed twenty of them at Lodi without dinting +my sabre, and am rather curious to see how many I can exterminate to-day, and +not turn its edge."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes," added Frederic, with a laugh; "and these good people +have surnamed you, in consequence, 'The Lombard-eater.' You are in luck to-day, +Master Goswin, for you will have enough to satisfy even your appetite.--But to +work, gentlemen! The enemy will not leave us much longer the choice of the +attack, so we must give him something to do."</p> + +<p class="normal">He divided the escort into three columns, giving the right +wing to Count Otho, the left to the knight of Goswin, and reserving to himself +the command of the centre. The Lombard tactics were usually to kill the horses +of the knights, who, dismounted and in heavy armor, would then become +comparatively less dangerous; but the monarch understood the danger.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Milanese advanced about a hundred yards, and then halted. +Unlike the stern silence of their adversaries, they shouted, and sang, and +clashed their weapons as if to prove that they felt assured of victory.</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa rode along the front of his little band, which +calmly awaited the attack:--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Valiant friends," said he, "have faith in your good cause! +You draw the sword against treachery and rebellion! Trust in God; it is he who +chastises the perjurer! Confide in the strength of your good right arms, and +show to the world, that you are worthy to bear the name of Germans! Let St. +Michael, the patron of our country, be your rallying-cry! Couch your lances! +Forward, Charge!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Saint Michael, Saint Michael for the Emperor!" rang through +their ranks, as they dashed upon the foe.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Milanese cavalry, with a savage yell, advanced to meet +their enemies, while their infantry, in close column, awaited the shock of the +German horse. Soon the clash of arms and the wild cries of the combatants +proclaimed that they were fighting hand to hand. Barbarossa was everywhere in +the thickest of the <i>mélée</i>; the Milanese leader fell before his lance, and +then the Emperor, sword in hand, broke through the enemy's centre. Soon each +knight had stretched an adversary on the ground. The ranks of the infantry first +faltered, and then gave way, and many a foot-soldier found death beneath the +hoofs of the trampling chargers, as he vainly endeavored to pierce the serried +line of German steel. Still the Lombards fought stubbornly, and the hope of +terminating at one blow the slavery of their country, animated them to desperate +efforts. Their bravest champions had fallen beneath the Emperor's sword, and +still, to the cry of "Death to the tyrant!" they fought on. Suddenly Frederic's +horse was pierced by a pike-thrust, and fell heavily upon him. Crushed under his +steed, the Emperor was well-nigh powerless, and the blows of his enemies rained +upon his armor.</p> + +<p class="normal">A cry of triumph revealed to the Germans the danger of their +sovereign. Erwin broke through the Lombard ranks, and for an instant deverted +their attention to himself. Other knights came up. Erwin, unhorsed, was holding +his buckler above the Emperor's head. Suddenly the cry of "St. Michael to the +rescue" rang above the din of the battle, and Otho, at the head of his brave +lancers, charged the foe. The fight was over, and soon the Milanese infantry +were fleeing, broken and in disorder, across the plain.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER V</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>AFTER THE VICTORY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">In the midst of the battle-field stood Barbarossa, surrounded +by the dead and the dying. His mantle, pierced and torn, and stained with blood, +hung over his armor, whose strength had protected him so well against the +weapons of the Lombards; for, save a slight contusion, he was unwounded. Far +away in the plain could still be seen the German cavalry, chasing the scattered +fugitives, but near him were only a few of his own wounded men. Before him lay a +dying Guelph, the blood welling in torrents from his breast, who gazed upon the +Emperor with an expression which, even in his last moments, bespoke his bitter +hatred for the oppressor of his country; powerless and crushed, his impotent +rage broke forth in fierce invective.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Tyrant," said he, in a broken voice, "when will thy bloody +work be at an end! Immolate the last of the Lombards to thy pride; drink their +heart's blood, if thou wilt!--we will gladly yield it to thee in exchange for +our freedom!--But--be accursed!--thou and all thy race!"</p> + +<p class="normal">He fell back and expired. The Emperor gazed sadly upon the +corpse, for the words of the dying man and his malediction had strangely moved +him; but just then, Otho of Wittelsbach rode up with his men, in charge of some +prisoners.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have spared these rascals, Sire," said the Count Palatine, +"that some of them, at least, may expiate their treachery on the gibbet."</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic turned towards the prisoners, but even before he +spoke, his angry glance showed what fate was in store for them. Still he was +silent for an instant, in the hope that some of them might sue for mercy. But +there was no appeal, and pointing to a tree, he said,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let them die!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Undismayed by the approach of death, the Lombards met their +fate in silence. None asked for pardon. They died martyrs to the holy cause of +freedom, and in the defence of the most sacred rights of their native land. But +their last glance was one of implacable hatred for the tyrant.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count Palatine, take possession of the fortress of Cinola at +once, before the Milanese can strengthen themselves in the works," said +Barbarossa. "We will wait here for Goswin, and then follow with the wounded."</p> + +<p class="normal">Wittelsbach mounted, and rode away.</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin had remained near the prince, and Barbarossa turned with +a kind smile towards the boy, who had so bravely fulfilled his knightly duties +in the fight, and who had so efficiently protected the life of his sovereign.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have well merited your godfather's thanks, my young +friend," said he, "and we will not prove ungrateful. Ask me what favor you will, +I promise that it shall be granted."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin bowed in silence, but before he could speak, Goswin rode +up, bringing with him as prisoner the knight Bonello, the late treacherous +governor of Cinola.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! by Saint Guy, Sire, this has been a brave day's work," +said he, pointing to the dead bodies. "I would have finished mine long since, +but for this noble chevalier. I must admit that he is a gallant soldier, +although, alas! a most foul traitor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic gazed contemptuously upon his former partisan. +Bonello was a man still in the prime of life, and, though short in stature, well +and powerfully built. His visage, though dejected, was calm. Like the majority +of the inferior nobility, he had been long one of the warmest adherents of the +Emperor, although he had acted as such rather through necessity than from +choice. His glance fell before that of his sovereign.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you ready to die the death of a traitor?" asked Frederic.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am ready to die," answered Guido; "but I implore you to +withdraw the epithet of traitor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And why, pray?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire, Guido Bonello was a traitor only on the day when he +swore allegiance to his country's tyrant, forgetting, for a moment, that he was +a Lombard."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you not ashamed to seek thus to disguise your felony?" +asked Frederic.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire, we may bow in obedience to the monarch, who by his +victorious arms has conquered Lombardy. But when tyranny reigns in the place of +justice, when our rights are trampled underfoot, when our country is laid waste +and her inhabitants held to ransom, when the Emperor's iron heel is placed upon +the necks of a kneeling people, then, Sire, obedience becomes a crime! It is +better to die free, than live as slaves! If it needs be that Italy obey you +against her will, exile her population and replace it with serfs."</p> + +<p class="normal">The monarch, as grand justiciary of the Empire, had allowed +the prisoner full freedom of speech in his defence; but when he had concluded:</p> + +<p class="normal">"The usual Lombard argument," he exclaimed; "the invention of +some facts, the misrepresentation of others! You call tyranny the energetic +punishment of traitors whom I had loaded with favors; legitimate taxation you +term extortion! But who, then, have given greater evidences of tyranny over the +weak than the Lombards themselves? Remember Como and Lodi--think of the excesses +committed there before our army restored order! Were not those cities, the +so-called allies of Milan, only her slaves? But it is not for a sovereign to +seek excuses before a traitor! Go, the gallows awaits you!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Calmly, without bravado as without faltering, the prisoner +heard his sentence; but as the men-at-arms advanced to seize him, he raised his +head:</p> + +<p class="normal">"There exists an ancient custom," said he, "honored even among +the heathens. All those who are condemned to death, are permitted to make one +last request, which is granted to them."</p> + +<p class="normal">"'Tis well--what is yours?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Delay the execution for three days."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why ask for this delay?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The tone of the prisoner changed. His confidence left him, his +lips trembled convulsively; and a tear stood in his eye.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pshaw!" he said, "I can scarcely believe myself guilty of +such weakness! But there are times when the feelings of a father are stronger +than the duties of the patriot. Let me see my child once more; she is the sole +fruit of my once happy marriage. When one is so near his last hour, there is +much to be done."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You need feel no shame for such sentiments," replied +Frederic, "they only do you honor. I will grant your request. Goswin, take +charge of the prisoner."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor turned away to give orders for the care of the +wounded and the burial of the dead. Litters were hastily constructed of lances +and the branches of trees, and then, escorted by a few knights, Barbarossa rode +over to Cinola, whither he was soon followed by the other troops and the wounded +Germans.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER VI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE COURT FOOL</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Scarcely was the Emperor installed in the fortress, when the +German levies began to come in, and Frederic was extremely gratified by the +arrival of several bishops, whose presence, he hoped, would lend great moral +strength to his cause, although they came, not as messengers of peace, but in +complete armor, and attended by well-appointed troops. Foremost among the +temporal chiefs were Henry the Lion, Duke of Saxony and Bavaria, next to +Barbarossa himself, the most powerful prince of the Empire; Leopold, Duke of +Bohemia; and the mighty counts of Dachau, d'Andech's and d'Abenberg. Duke Henry +of Austria had not yet arrived, although his army stood close at hand in the +defiles of the Alps.</p> + +<p class="normal">In the immense plain before the castle a vast camp rose, as if +by magic. Over the white tents fluttered the pennons of the knights, and before +the pavilions of the princes were hoisted their several standards, rich in gold +and silver embroidery. Through the canvas streets pressed a gay crowd in rich +dresses and shining armor, while knights surrounded by their brilliant retinues, +rode in every direction.</p> + +<p class="normal">In the middle of the camp stood the Imperial pavilion, and +toward it, as to a common centre, seemed to tend all the varied parts of the +strange tumult.</p> + +<p class="normal">Meanwhile a sad spectacle might have been witnessed before the +gates of the fortress, distant a thousand paces from the camp. From the open +postern of the huge round tower, which formed the principal salient of the +fortification, Bonello was being led out to execution. The three days' respite +had expired, and the certainty of his speedy death, joined to the sorrow that he +had not yet seen his child, had left upon the prisoner's face traces of deep +anguish. His trembling knees could scarcely support him as he followed the +jailers who were conducting him to the scaffold from which hung the fatal knot.</p> + +<p class="normal">The condemned man made every effort to meet his fate with +courage, but when, a few steps from the gallows, the executioner seized the +rope, all his fortitude deserted him, and he halted.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the matter now," cried the brutal soldier who +commanded the escort. "Until now you have given proofs of bravery; do you +tremble at the sight of a piece of hemp?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Bonello raised his head, and with tears in his eyes, in a +voice choking with emotion, replied,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"I do not fear to die, but--oh! my child, my darling child!"</p> + +<p class="normal">And he covered his face with his hands.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What serves this everlasting whimper about your child; +yesterday was your day, but you got a reprieve by your lamentations; but we +can't wait any longer; so come and be hanged at once!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are a fool, cousin," cried a shrill voice; "do you think +any one will let himself be hung, if he can help it?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The executioner turned and glanced angrily at the speaker; a +small man, almost a dwarf in stature, with intelligent features and eyes beaming +with malice, he was dressed in the garb of a jester, and wore on his head a +bright scarlet cap with asses' ears. Both cap and jacket were covered with a +great number of little bells, which rang merrily with every movement. He was +seated on a stone, his chin resting on his hands, and laughing ironically in the +face of the enraged soldier.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hold your tongue," said the latter, "or I'll hang you too by +the ears."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you want to get me out of the way for my fool's bauble?" +said the jester, in the same careless tone. "I warn you if you aspire to be my +successor, you will have to prove that there are more brains in your head than +there are in a pumpkin. You are making a poor beginning, cousin Hesso, or you +would not hang this miserable wretch so early in the morning."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The man must be hung now, because his time has come!" said +Hesso, furiously. But the arms of Henry the Lion, which were embroidered on the +jester's coat, prevented any violence on his part.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You would be right, if you were not such a liar," replied the +fool. "Your long ears heard the Emperor say yesterday, 'Let him be hung +to-morrow!' What was true then, will be equally so fourteen hours hence. Till +then the poor devil's time is his own."</p> + +<p class="normal">Hesso hesitated for an instant, but the idea that he should +suffer the interference of a court fool to delay an execution, was enough to put +him beside himself with rage. Turning towards the prisoner, he cried,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough of this; fasten up the traitor to the gibbet!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The assistants obeyed, and already the noose was around the +prisoner's neck, when, with a sudden spring, and before the executioner could +interfere, the jester drew a knife from his belt, and cut the rope.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What means this!" exclaimed Hesso.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Thwarted! thwarted," cried the fool; "don't you see! cousin +mine, that this man has not yet been to confession? The head and the body of the +poor devil belong to you and the crows, but neither you, nor your friend +Beelzebub, have any right over his soul! Let this man first comply with his +duties as a Christian!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"By Satan! what's that to me? Here, you men, tie a new knot, +and hang up the traitor at once!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then you will be hung too, cousin," said the jester. "Would +you really dare to execute a man without confession? I came here to witness the +death of a bandit, but not to see the devil steal his soul! If you have any +respect for your own life, cousin, you will put off the business until I bring +here a monk, or a bishop, or if needs, the Pope himself!" This said, he rushed +toward the encampment.</p> + +<p class="normal">Hesso bit his lips sullenly, but he knew the positive order +which existed, that no one was to be put to death, without first receiving the +succors of religion.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Lead the prisoner back to his dungeon," said he, "until the +fool and the priest have finished their task."</p> + +<p class="normal">The jester stopped before a tent whose splendid appearance +denoted the princely rank of its occupant. In front of the entrance floated a +banner on which were blazoned the arms and bearings of episcopal dignity. Upon +the threshold stood a man, evidently of high rank, gazing idly at the busy +movement of the camp. He wore a long tunic, magnificently embroidered on the +cuffs and collar; his hands sparkled with rings of gold and precious stones; his +expression was engaging, and he smiled cordially as the fool approached.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I'm in luck!" cried the jester; "I was only looking for a +monk, and I've stumbled on a prelate in all his glory."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do you want, rascal?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"To save a soul from Satan, cousin Adelbert! There is a poor +fellow near here who is going to be hanged; he is still in the bonds of sin, and +I want you to come out and cut them, so that he can spring from the gallows +straight into Abraham's bosom!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"But, Lanzo," replied Adelbert, "don't you perceive that I +have neither sword nor dagger in my belt."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! cousin, your tongue is sharp enough of itself. Come with +me!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What! a prelate follow a fool! Rogue, you ought to be +flogged."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well then! let the prelate lead the way. I warrant he will +not lose the trail."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whom do you mean?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why, the prelate, of course."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And of whose trail do you speak?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Zounds! Why, the fool's, to be sure! you look very much like +me, cousin, although your cap has no ears, for your surcoat is nearly as motley +as mine."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Leave me instantly!" said Adelbert.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are willing, then, to leave this poor wretch to Satan."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, beyond doubt; and you with him! Find a monk, if you +can."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hey?--Well, I am learning something new every day," said +Lanzo, ironically. "I never thought before, that a monk was worth more than a +prelate; but I'll remember in future.--Ah, I am in luck, here comes a monk!--two +of them.--I may say three, instead of one!" he cried, as several monks +dismounted and approached the tent.</p> + +<p class="normal">They were dusty and travel-stained, and apparently fatigued +with a long journey; the eldest addressed the prelate, while his companions +stood on one side in an attitude of deep humility.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Deign to pardon my boldness," said he, after the usual +greetings; "we have just arrived in your camp, and seek a friendly shelter. Our +rules prescribe the greatest discretion; but, in these troublous times, it is no +longer an easy task to hold our pastoral office. Perhaps, your Excellency will +deign to offer us an humble place beneath your tent?"</p> + +<p class="normal">But the modest request seemed to irritate the prelate. He drew +himself up, proudly, and glanced disdainfully upon the speaker, as he replied, +sharply,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"The tent of a bishop is not an inn for mendicant friars."</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you want to keep company with bishops, or priors, or even +canons, holy father," said Lanzo, "you must wear a <i>pelisse</i> of <i>sables</i>, +and let the hair grow on your shaven poll."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Would you be kind enough," said the embarrassed monk, turning +to the jester, "would you be kind enough to use your influence with this noble +gentleman. We are messengers from the Archbishop Everard of Salzburg."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What!" sneered Adelbert. "Monks acting as the envoys of an +archbishop? Has your master no abbot or canon at the head of his chapter? Your +cowls are out of place amid the splendors of a court! I warn you that His +Majesty has little love for your cloth, and he is right."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah!" exclaimed Lanzo, "if my cousin Barbarossa could only use +the monks as train-bearers and courtiers for his pet Pope, we would soon have +little need for bishops and canons!"</p> + +<p class="normal">With an angry look at the jester, Adelbert re-entered the +tent. The monks seemed greatly embarrassed. Their scornful reception was the +more mortifying, because it was the first visit which they had ever paid to the +high dignitaries of the Church.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be of good cheer, sons of Saint Benedict," said Lanzo; "on +the word of a fool, I promise you comfortable lodgings and a hearty meal! But +you must do me a service in return!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most gladly, my son," replied the monk.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Come with me then, I'll show you the way," said Lanzo, and +they left the spot, followed by the others, leading their horses.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You merely ask me to perform a pious duty," said the priest, +when Lanzo had explained the affair; "had we not better go at once to the poor +wretch?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is no need of haste," replied Lanzo. "They dare not +hang him, until he has confessed and received absolution. You need fear no +rivalry in the matter, either; for my cousin Barbarossa hates your fraternity, +and will not allow a monk within the limits of the camp. So that we have no one +here, save prelates in velvet and ermine, who will have nothing to do with a +confession.--Holloa, there, you idlers, make way for honest people!" cried the +jester, striking with his cap a crowd of servants who were blocking up the +entrance to a narrow street.</p> + +<p class="normal">Close at hand, in the middle of an open square, stood the tent +of Henry the Lion, and behind were the lodgings of his suite and the stables for +their horses.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here, Balderich!" said the jester to one of the servants, +"take these animals to the stables, and feed them well."</p> + +<p class="normal">And, as the varlet led away the horses, Lanzo conducted the +monks to his own tent, where he offered them some food and wine.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am aware," said he, "that you abstain from meat; but, with +the best will in the world, I cannot give you any fish, although there is plenty +of it in camp."</p> + +<p class="normal">The monks said their <i>benedicite</i> and ate what was set +before them.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Will you not change your dress, Father Conrad?" asked one of +them, of him who seemed the superior.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Not yet, my son," replied Conrad; "for the present it will +suffice to shake off the dust."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whilst the monks were attending to the needs of their chief, +the fool examined intently the imposing figure of his guest, as though seeking +to guess at his identity.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My son!" said he to the monk, "if those are your children, +you must be their father?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly! friend Lanzo."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then, may Heaven forgive me, for I have led a worthy abbot to +the tent of a fool."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You see how deceitful appearances sometimes are," replied the +abbot, with a smile.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes!--yes. Henceforth I'll go blindfold, and open my ears +wider than ever, to see better what lies before me. But now, my lord Abbot, +whenever it may please you, we can set out on our mission. As to you, my holy +friends and worthy guests, during our absence comfort yourselves with what is +before you; the ham comes from the Duke's own table, and the wine from his +cellars."</p> + +<p class="normal">And Lanzo and the Abbot left the tent.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER VII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>FATHER AND DAUGHTER</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">On a rough stone, in the deep and gloomy dungeon of the +fortress of Cinola, sat Guido de Bonello, his body bent forward until his head +almost rested upon his knees, his manacled hands hanging helpless under the +weight of his fetters, and his tearful gaze fixed despondingly upon the ground. +He was a brave man, and had often looked death boldly in the face; and if he was +now so unmanned, it was from no thought of his own sad fate; his fears were for +his daughter, so soon to be left without a protector. Suddenly the sound of +steps met his ear, and he raised his head quickly, in the fond hope of +distinguishing the light footfall of a woman. The key grated in the lock, the +door swung back upon its hinges, and the chief turnkey, followed by Lanzo and +the Abbot, entered the cell.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here is the priest," said the jailer, sullenly; "get through +your business as soon as possible, for you must be hung at once. If I am to have +as much trouble with all my other prisoners, in future, I would rather resign my +office now, and have done with it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am entirely at your service, my son," said the Abbot, +kindly, as he approached the prisoner.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Thanks, holy father," replied Guido; "but you are mistaken if +you expect to find a criminal here!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Of course!" exclaimed the jester. "Nowadays they never hang +any but honest men; the scoundrels go scot-free. Come, come, cousin, if for +nothing else, you merit the gallows for being such a tender father, and touching +a fool's heart. God knows it was nothing but pity which prompted me to get you a +confessor."</p> + +<p class="normal">Without noticing the idle babble of the fool, the prisoner +gazed earnestly upon the Abbot, who seemed deeply grieved at the sight of his +sad condition.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have no hardened criminal to deal with," said he, +divining the priest's thoughts. "My sole fault has been that I drew my sword to +resist the bloody despotism of the Emperor. I feel confident that you have not +visited the camp of Barbarossa to encourage the crimes and errors of the +heretic, for your calm and pious eyes show clearly that you are no sycophant +sold to the tyrant! As an unworthy sinner, I will gladly avail myself of your +kind arm in this my last journey. But first let me beg you to administer aid to +my spiritual necessities." The clatter of horses' feet in the court-yard +interrupted the prisoner; the sound of light footsteps was heard along the +passage; the door swung open, and a slight veiled form entered the dungeon;--the +daughter of Bonello was in her father's arms. In the doorway stood Pietro Nigri, +gazing, with deep emotion, upon the scene.</p> + +<p class="normal">The prisoner, passionately embracing his daughter, wept and +sobbed bitterly; for the thought that he held now to his heart, perhaps for the +last time, all that he loved on earth, was agonizing in the extreme.</p> + +<p class="normal">The young girl's face was calmer. She uttered neither +complaint nor lamentation. For a moment her head reposed upon her father's +breast, and then, raising it, she put back the gray hairs which covered his +brow, and gazed fondly into his eyes.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My father!" She could say no more; but the tone was enough to +show the world of deep emotions which filled her heart at this awful moment.</p> + +<p class="normal">Disengaging herself from his embrace, she looked around her.</p> + +<p class="normal">Women, in trying circumstances, often give proof of marvellous +energy and force of character. Mastering for the moment her grief,--dismissing +every painful thought,--the young girl sought only to cheer the last hours of +the condemned.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Take off these heavy fetters which crush him," said she to +the jailer; "put him in some other less frightful cell, I implore you!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have no desire to be hung in his place," growled the man.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh!" said she, pleadingly, "it can be no crime to soothe the +last moments of a dying man!" and she emptied the contents of her purse into the +jailer's hand.</p> + +<p class="normal">The effect of the gold was magical; he smiled, bowed, and +muttered some excuse for his churlishness.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Noble lady--you are too kind--yes, you are right, it would be +inhuman to torture the poor wretch unnecessarily. I will conduct him to the +upper tower, and, as he cannot wear his chains on his last journey, I may as +well rid him of them now."</p> + +<p class="normal">And, taking a key from the bunch at his girdle, Guido's +manacles fell upon the ground.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Captain Hesso would be incensed, were he to see this, but it +matters little; he won't come back again today, and to-morrow all will be over."</p> + +<p class="normal">These last cruel words wellnigh broke the young girl's heart. +The jester observed her changing face, and his own ready sympathies were +awakened.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes," said he, "to-morrow all will, probably, be over; but, +one word from me to the noble Duke, would falsify your prediction. I cut the +rope once, and I would do it again if the fancy took me."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I owe you many thanks, my kind friend," said Bonello, +pressing the hand of the jester. "I would not be here now, if your kind heart +and good knife had not acted so promptly."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pshaw! It Was a silly thing to do, my good sir; but if you +would do something really of use, you should send this reverend gentleman to the +Emperor, to get His Majesty to open your cage."</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you have access to the court, holy father," said Bonello, +"use your influence in my behalf! I have never opposed the Imperial supremacy, +and only took up arms to resist oppression; but if the Emperor will spare my +life, I will consecrate it, hereafter, entirely to my child."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sir knight, be assured that I will do all in my power. A +mission of grave importance summons me to the Emperor's presence without delay. +May God grant that I may find him mercifully disposed! I will return as speedily +as possible, to announce to you the result of my efforts."</p> + +<p class="normal">And the prelate, followed by Lanzo, took his departure for the +Camp, while Guido, his daughter, and Pietro Nigri, were conducted by the jailer +to a lofty and well-lighted chamber of the upper tower.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you wish anything," said he, "open this window and call; I +shall be close at hand."</p> + +<p class="normal">He lingered for an instant, and then left the room, carefully +locking the door behind him.</p> + +<p class="normal">The travellers evidently stood in need of refreshments; but +the sad fate awaiting Bonello, had prevented his child from all consciousness of +physical wants. Every movement of the girl betrayed her inward suffering; but, +with the desire of soothing his last moments, she strove bravely to conceal +every trace of her own emotion.</p> + +<p class="normal">Pietro was pale and suffering; although severely wounded in +the late unlucky battle, the proud Milanese felt still more deeply the dangers +menacing his beloved country. Wrapped in contemplation of the German camp, he +stood at the open window, entirely forgetful of the unfortunate Guido and his +daughter.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have been awaiting you impatiently, for two days past, my +child! Were you delayed by the insecurity of the road?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Not at all, father; it was Pietro's wound which prevented me +travelling more rapidly."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Were you not annoyed?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"On the contrary," she replied; "the German knights paid us +every attention in their power."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What strange people those Germans are!" said Guido. "I have +often admired their courteous treatment of women. But your appearance in their +camp would, of itself, bring you a host of valiant champions."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Heaven preserve us from such chivalrous support," said +Pietro, whose violent hatred for the Germans would not suffer him to listen to a +word in their praise.</p> + +<p class="normal">"To be just towards the virtues of our enemies, is no proof of +either weakness or treason."</p> + +<p class="normal">"No; but to admit the virtue of an enemy, is not becoming in a +sincere patriot," replied Nigri.</p> + +<p class="normal">Bonello knew Pietro's blind hatred for everything that was +German, and had calculated upon a similar answer, the injustice of which it was +most easy to show by simple facts. During their discussion, Hermengarde had +approached the window, and now gave way to the emotions which she had so long +controlled. The tears coursed down her cheeks, for she could see distinctly the +gallows and the executioners. Raising her eyes appealingly towards Heaven, which +shone clear and pure above the smiling landscape, she thought of the promised +intercession of the holy abbot, and she prayed to God and the Holy Virgin, for +the safety of her beloved and unfortunate father.</p> + +<p class="normal">Her tears ceased, and in a calmer tone, she turned towards +him:--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Without doubt, the Emperor will pardon you. The Almighty +knows your innocence, and will not suffer you to die the death of the guilty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let us hope so, my child!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"For my part, I expect nothing," said Nigri. "The heart of the +tyrant Barbarossa knows neither pity nor justice.--Hermengarde, resign yourself +to the worst, and do not cherish a vain hope."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! Pietro," said she, turning away.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Rather be proud of your father's death; he is a martyr to the +cause of his country's freedom!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough! enough!" interrupted Bonello. "A girl of fourteen +cannot understand such heroic sentiments, dear Pietro! But if my hours are +numbered, as you seem to think; if I am soon to leave you forever," (and Guido +mustered up all his courage to preserve the appearance of calm resignation,) "it +is you, Pietro, who must endeavor to replace me. You know my wishes; receive +Hermengarde's hand now, until the priest can unite you forever."</p> + +<p class="normal">Tears streamed from the prisoner's eyes and fell upon his gray +beard, as he took his daughter's hand to place it in that of Pietro. But the +words of the young man had made too painful an impression upon her heart, and +turning from him, with a burst of bitter weeping, Hermengarde threw herself upon +her father's bosom.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER VIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE ABBOT CONRAD</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The condemned man could not easily have found a more powerful +advocate than the Abbot Conrad, the friend of the great Archbishop of Salzburg, +whose opposition had hitherto prevented the recognition in Germany of the +Anti-Pope Victor. Frederic had neglected nothing to obtain the active +co-operation of the Princes of the Church, but all in vain; neither threats nor +entreaties could induce Eberhard to countenance the schism. He had not even +replied to the Emperor's summons to accompany him to Italy, in order that it +might not be imagined that he would make any compromise with heresy and error.</p> + +<p class="normal">Many of the bishops regulated their conduct by that of the +eminent Archbishop of Salzburg, and as long as the feeble and irresolute Victor +was not universally acknowledged as Pope, the Emperor could not hope for a +complete realization of his ambitious projects. In fact, Victor was as humbly +submissive to Frederic's slightest wishes as Alexander III. was inflexibly +opposed to them. As powerful and bold as Barbarossa himself, he disdained to +play the part of lackey to the Emperor, and refused to enthrall the liberty of +the Church and make religion the mere stepping-stone to a despotic prince. Such +a man was dangerous to the Emperor's projects, and every effort was made to +drive Alexander from the throne of St. Peter. Eberhard was the head of the Papal +faction in Germany, and as Conrad was said to possess great influence with the +Archbishop, it was most natural to suppose that Frederic would gladly oblige the +monk whenever it was in his power to do so.</p> + +<p class="normal">The long expected arrival of the Abbot was promptly noised +through the Imperial camp, and scarcely had he returned to the jester's +hospitable tent, when he found himself surrounded by the courtiers. Adelbert was +one of the foremost, and the prelate strove, by most humble excuses, to atone +for his former incivility. Conrad retained his native modesty, and smiled as he +witnessed the assiduity of the German nobles.</p> + +<p class="normal">"His Eminence the Bishop regrets that he is not to have the +honor of offering you his hospitality," said Adelbert. "But His Majesty has +ordered the most sumptuous apartment of his own tent to be prepared for your +reception, my lord Abbot. His Eminence has overwhelmed me with well-merited +reproaches for my unlucky mistake of this morning. But I could scarcely imagine +that so illustrious an Abbot would have been thus disguised beneath a monk's +cowl!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Lord Adelbert, I beg that you will cease these apologies; the +mistake is of too little importance to be referred to a second time."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I feel deeply mortified, my lord!" continued Adelbert. "Your +celebrated order is welcomed by all, and surely its virtuous superior should +have been received with open arms."</p> + +<p class="normal">The abbot began to feel an intense disgust for this obsequious +servility, and was well satisfied when he reached the monarch's tent. At the +farther side of the square, on which it stood, was planted a tall flagstaff +where floated the proud banner of the Emperor. On either side, midway between it +and the tent, were two knights in complete armor, who, with drawn swords, +mounted guard over the Imperial shield. This was in conformity with a +traditional custom, and the duty was shared, in turn, by every noble, spiritual +and temporal, of the court. Unlike the rest of the camp, a profound silence +replaced the noisy bustle. Warriors in shining mail, and courtiers in rich +dresses, stood around the pavilion; but their grave and respectful deportment +showed that they were near the presence of their sovereign.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor and his chancellor were seated at a table, in deep +consultation. Frederic had much reason to be gratified with the alacrity shown +by the majority of the German princes in obeying his summons; but the absence of +many of the bishops was a bad omen for the success of his cause. Some, it is +true, had sent both men and money, others merely excuses; but the Emperor could +not but feel that there was a very evident disinclination to hold converse with +a schismatic.</p> + +<p class="normal">His numerous and well-organized army could easily have overrun +and conquered all Italy, but his long cherished project, the submission of the +spiritual power of the Church to the temporal sovereignty of the Empire, could +not, in that age, be attained by force of arms.</p> + +<p class="normal">He was particularly indignant against the Bavarian Episcopacy, +whose primate, Eberhard of Salzburg, was the chief and most zealous adherent of +Alexander III. A threatening message had been dispatched to the Archbishop, +demanding his immediate presence; but, instead of appearing in person at the +head of his men-at-arms, the primate had delegated an humble monk as his +representative to the Court.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In truth!" exclaimed Frederic, "I am beginning to weary of +this;--the Archbishop appears to despise both threats and entreaties!--By +Heavens! he shall feel my anger!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Violence would be out of place here," remarked the +Chancellor, dryly. "Your Imperial Majesty is scarcely in a condition, at +present, to break the cross and mitre."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Must we then sue humbly for the aid of this egotistical old +priest?" said Frederic, bitterly. "I would have you know, my lord, that we are +not yet reduced so low as that! If the Archbishop does not offer us a valid +excuse, he shall be punished by banishment."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Banishment!" replied the minister, with a laugh. "The +sentences, which Victor fulminates, will all turn to smoke, for the world has +little scruple in ridiculing the Anti-Pope. You may use force, but it will be at +the expense of your own reputation. You know well that Eberhard is profoundly +respected by all, and his example has been the chief cause of the +non-recognition of Victor's claims. The people revere him as a saint, and if you +would ruin your own cause irretrievably in the estimation of the world, you have +only to punish the Archbishop."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What then does your wisdom suggest?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"As neither prayers, nor threats have availed," replied the +crafty statesman, "try diplomacy. Assume the mask of Organizer of the Church. +Receive the Abbot Conrad with cordiality, and trust to me for the rest."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is your plan?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"To persuade Eberhard to visit your court,--the game will be +in your own hands then."</p> + +<p class="normal">"In my own hands! Bah! Eberhard will never break faith with +Alexander!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Probably not! but if he should come here, I will spread the +report that he has acknowledged Victor. And, what is still more important, the +holy man will have paid a visit to the heretic Barbarossa,--a visit which would +never be made, were you to continue to be the avowed enemy of the Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your reasoning is specious," said the prince; "that game may +be successful!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"May be?--only may be!" replied Dassel, somewhat offended by +Frederic's incredulity. "My policy is not a <i>game</i>; it is no mere fancy of +the brain."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I perceive," answered Barbarossa, "that science is irritable, +and her adepts petulant. We will therefore bow before your invention, which you +insist is not a mere game, but a deadly war-engine levelled against Alexander +III."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Eberhard's apparent defection will be your rival's +death-blow, for Victor's recognition will be its natural and immediate +consequence," said the Chancellor. "And now, Sire, if you will permit me, I will +summon the Archbishop's envoy. The monarch assented, and the Count drawing aside +the silken curtains of the tent, beckoned to a chamberlain. A few moments after +Conrad entered."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Welcome, my lord Abbot," said Frederic, rising. "We are +pleased with the judicious choice thus made by our Metropolitan of Salzburg. We +are always glad to receive a counsellor whose wisdom can enlighten us in matters +of difficulty."</p> + +<p class="normal">Conrad bowed and handed a sealed packet to the Emperor. +Frederic hurriedly tore open the envelope; it only contained the Abbot's letters +of credence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be seated," said Barbarossa, pointing to a chair. "The +Archbishop, I perceive, alleges his advanced age as an excuse for his refusal to +our invitation. We regret these obstacles--but what says he to our request?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He cannot send the contingent demanded by your Majesty. All +his troops are needed to defend his own territory against his ambitious +neighbors. But he is prepared to offer a tribute of money!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Money!--I want none of it!" said Frederic, proudly. "Loyalty +and attachment are alone of value in our eyes. Our sovereign power would be weak +indeed if obedience could be replaced by gold! But enough of this; we can do +without the Archbishop's assistance; our forces are strong enough already to +take the field! Tell me, though, what does he think of the true head of the +Church? We trust that he is not one of those who compound with heresy?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Submission to the legitimate Pope is one of the first duties +of a prelate," replied Conrad. "But in the opinion of him who sent me hither, it +is not Victor but Alexander who has a right to the title. The Archbishop has +commissioned me to make this observation to your Majesty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"There it is again!" cried Frederic, "always observations!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Allow me, Sire, to lay before you the reasons which have +influenced the convictions of the Archbishop," said Conrad.--"Immediately upon +the death of Adrian IV., the Sacred College unanimously elected Roland, now +Alexander III."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Unanimously?" interrupted Barbarossa. "If I recollect aright, +all the Cardinals were not present!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"True, three were absent,--but two of them were held as +prisoners by your Majesty," replied Conrad.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The answer is devoid of reason, my lord Abbot. Those two +Cardinals had incurred my displeasure. We merely invited them not to leave our +court,--but they could scarcely be called prisoners;--however, proceed!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Alexander's energetic, inflexible character was known, and it +was decided to depose him. A powerful faction elected Cardinal Octavian, and +Alexander was forcibly expelled. In consequence of this, the Archbishop +Eberhard, and every other prelate who is learned in the sacred canons, regard +Victor's election as illegal, and look upon Alexander as the legitimate Pope."</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is strange!" said the Emperor, forced to blush before +the Abbot's arguments. "We certainly had never considered the question in this +light.--We will have to be influenced by the Archbishop's opinion.--Hitherto we +had thought differently. Your Metropolitan should have explained before the +Council of Pavia, to which he was convened, the reasons which you have just +advanced!--If we are in error, if we have indorsed so far the Anti-Pope, it is +your master's fault. We much desire an interview with the worthy prelate, and +regret exceedingly, that we cannot at once profit by his experience. The more so +that, had he so willed it, this schism might have been long since ended."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Abbot was dumb with surprise, but he still hesitated to +give faith to the entire sincerity of the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The schism grieves us much," continued Barbarossa. "The +Defender of the Faith, more than any one else, must deplore its continuance. +Hitherto we have done all in our power in order that Victor, whom we supported, +should be acknowledged by the whole Church. But what you have just told us, as +coming from the Archbishop, creates grave doubts in our mind."</p> + +<p class="normal">"In any case," said Rinaldo, timidly, "it would be well if His +Eminence of Salzburg should join the Court.--His presence alone would remove +many obstacles."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Although in feeble health, the venerable Bishop will not +hesitate before the fatigues of the journey, if he were once assured that his +influence would effect the unanimous recognition of the true Pope!" added +Conrad.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let us hope so, at least!" replied the Emperor, and turning +towards Rinaldo, he added, "You will write to this effect to the Archbishop; +and, in the meantime, my dear Abbot, you are our guest."</p> + +<p class="normal">He rose, and bowed graciously to the prelate, as a signal that +the audience was at an end; but the Abbot, preoccupied with Bonello's case, +after a moment's hesitation, began to plead in his behalf.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Deign to excuse me, Sire, if I venture to implore your +clemency for a most unfortunate man. A Guelph knight, named Bonello, is to be +hung to-day. Spare his life, Sire, and in future he will no longer mix in +political strife, but devote himself entirely to the education of his only +daughter. She is almost a child, and needs a father's care; the more so that her +extraordinary beauty is in itself a grave danger to one so young. If your +Majesty desires to show me any favor, you will listen to my earnest prayer."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor reflected for a moment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What you ask is impossible," said he; "the sentence must be +executed!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Although your Majesty cannot pardon the traitor," said +Rinaldo, "you can easily offer him to the Archbishop of Salzburg's friend. +Bonello is only a Lombard noble; it would be an original present to a German +bishop."</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa divined the Chancellor's meaning, but he was +inflexible.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Not another word; the traitor must die!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Conrad read in the Emperor's expression the uselessness of +further appeal, and he could only rejoice that he had been able to prolong, +although but for a few short hours, the life of the condemned. He might at least +prepare him for the great journey into eternity.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hasten to discharge your holy mission," said Barbarossa, "for +to-morrow at daybreak Bonello shall be hanged."</p> + +<p class="normal">The prelate bowed, and left the tent.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You should let the poor devil live," said the Chancellor, in +a discontented tone.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The poor devil might live," replied Barbarossa, "but the +rebel must die;" and he took his place again at the table.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If I aspired to the empire of the world, the blind goddess of +justice would be obliged to make more than one sacrifice on the altar of +expediency," remarked the Count of Dassel. "The Abbot Conrad solicited the +Guelph's pardon; Conrad is the friend of the Archbishop Eberhard, and Eberhard +is the soul of the Episcopacy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Must we purchase the loyalty which is ours by right, by +making concessions and granting impunity to crime?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Majesty's notions of justice utterly confound my poor +wisdom," said Rinaldo respectfully. "At this moment I am in an awkward dilemma. +I see dangerous breakers ahead; a species of conspiracy against the realization +of your gigantic enterprise, and I neither dare to show the peril nor attempt to +avoid it. It is truly painful for a sincerely devoted heart."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Explain your meaning," said the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor rose and approached the table, his knit brows +and eager eyes wearing an expression of stern determination.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Henry the Lion is Duke of Saxony and Bavaria," he continued. +"He is the most powerful lord of Germany. As a Guelph, his attachment to +Alexander is patent; we hold the proofs at hand. To conciliate Henry by gifts of +power or territory would be dangerous. Proud, haughty, and ambitious, he can +hope for nothing from you, and will naturally turn to that faction which can +offer him the most solid advantages. Even now, perhaps, he may be only awaiting +a plausible excuse for leaving the Emperor and joining the party of Alexander +III."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor paused for a moment, as if expecting a reply; +but he received none.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Henry the Lion is allied to the wealthy and powerful Berthold +of Zœhringen," continued Dassel. "In the event of a rupture, Zœhringen also +would be arrayed against us. Is the Emperor in a fit condition to resist this +coalition?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The assertion is a bold one, my lord, and yet I must confess +that your fears are not entirely groundless," answered Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have shown the danger to your Majesty; let me now explain +how it may be averted. The Lion espoused Clemence, a sister of the Zœhringen; by +her he has no male issue. Now, to a prince who seeks to perpetuate the glories +of his race, there can be no condition more painful than this, and it is even +said to have caused more than one curious family discussion. Should the Duke +repudiate Clemence, your cause would be gained; for by the very fact of the +divorce he would be obliged to break with Zœhringen and Alexander, and become +your partisan."</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic shook his head, as he replied,---</p> + +<p class="normal">"This master-stroke of policy is not without its merit, but is +the proceeding honest or honorable?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah!" cried Dassel, "I felt sure that the Emperor's love of +justice would prove the only real obstacle to the success of the house of +Hohenstauffen. Ah, well!" he continued ironically, "we shall at least be martyrs +to the cause of justice."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor was silent; Rinaldo had wounded his conscientious +scruples, but the Chancellor spread out before him a parchment, and looked +steadily upon his sovereign, as he prepared to employ this last terrible weapon.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Henry the Lion is ambitious," said Barbarossa; "his strength +and his alliances make him really dangerous. But, your plan is a good one, if it +were feasible!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And why not, Sire? If the Emperor could divorce himself, what +can prevent the Duke? If I mistake not, you did not ask permission of the +Pontiff when, upon the pretext of consanguinity, you repudiated Adelaide and +married Beatrice. Think you that the Pope Victor will hesitate to annul the +Duke's marriage, if the Emperor so orders it?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Measure your words, my lord Chancellor! If I still hesitate, +it is because of the crying injustice of which poor Clemence would be the +victim. She is a noble woman!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Doubtless, and I pity her sincerely; but are the tears of a +woman to baffle your projects for glory and dominion?"</p> + +<p class="normal">This remark terminated the discussion. The proud aspirations +of Barbarossa for universal Empire smothered every other feeling. He loved power +and fame, and to them he sacrificed every other sentiment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But the Duke's assent to our projects is by no means +certain," said he, less to discuss the subject than as & mark of his discontent.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will take care of that," said the Chancellor; "the Lion +must be speedily influenced to an open rupture!"</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER IX</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>FILIAL DEVOTION</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The oftener Bonello saw his daughter, the more unwilling he +became to die. Alas! what will become of her, poor orphan, he thought. Then +again, at times, he turned to his project of her marriage with Nigri, and felt +reassured. But Pietro had so deeply wounded her feelings by his violent and +inconsiderate outburst, that he no longer desired that union for his child. She +might perhaps seek shelter in a convent! Yet, in those times of civil strife, +the walls of a cloister were but an insecure protection! Whilst he lamented in +the bitterness of his thought, Pietro Nigri recommenced his wild harangue on the +subject of the expected pardon.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I should be sorry, sir knight, to allow Frederic to suppose +for an instant that I feared death."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Our positions are very different, young man," replied +Bonello. "The cares and sentiments of a father are often more potent than the +chivalrous heroism of a youth!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You should be able to master your emotions," said Nigri. "The +ties of mere human affection should be as nothing compared with the duties which +we owe to our country. If we fear the rope and the scaffold,--if the approach of +death is to excite our tears,--we will deserve, by our weakness, to bear the +German yoke."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You really do yourself injustice, Pietro!" said the prisoner, +glancing towards the window where his daughter stood, anxiously awaiting the +return of the Abbot. At last she perceived some horsemen approaching the +eminence on which the fortress was built. It even seemed to her that she could +distinguish the monk's robe; but what meant those armed men? Were they the +Abbot's escort? Her heart beat violently. They drew up at the foot of the hill, +and the prelate, leaving his attendants, ascended with hasty steps the path +which led to the Castle.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is he!--he is coming--he is coming," cried Hermengarde, +excitedly. "See how the holy man hastens. No! his is not the air of a messenger +of evil; it is mercy and pardon that he will announce! My father!--oh, my +father!" said she, embracing Bonello, and smiling through her tears.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right, perhaps, my child; but wait a moment."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! do not doubt it, it is certain! You are pardoned; a voice +from within tells me that I am right!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The key grated in the lock, and the Abbot entered with a +solemn and dejected mien.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have come in person," he said, "to communicate the result +of my mission. I have only partially succeeded. Sir Knight. But the Emperor has +respited you for to-day."</p> + +<p class="normal">The prisoner was not for an instant deceived by the mild form +under which the Abbot veiled his failure. But the childish sentiments of +Hermengarde did not take in at once the dread truth.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Holy Father," said she, "your vague words alarm me. I implore +you, tell me clearly if the Emperor has pardoned my father?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The prelate looked sadly at the young girl.</p> + +<p class="normal">"At first the Emperor positively refused to listen to my +prayers for mercy; however, by my persistent supplications I have attained a +satisfactory result."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! only for to-day!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"We may feel perfectly easy, dear child. To-day not a hair of +your father's head will be harmed!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"But to-morrow!--Great God! what may happen tomorrow?" she +cried, with anguish.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Trust in God, my child," said the monk; "he alone is master +of the future."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! unhappy creature that I am.--You hesitate to tell me the +fearful truth!--You dread my tears!--Do you not see, dearest Father, that my +eyes are dry?--that I am calm and resigned?--For God's sake, speak to me!" cried +Hermengarde. "This uncertainty is worse than death! I am strong enough to bear +anything but that,--we have no time to lose in idle tears now. The few short +hours that are left us must be spent in trying to avert to-morrow's fearful +doom!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Hermengarde spoke earnestly, and her touching distress +suggested a last hope to the good Abbot.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your pleadings may soften the Emperor, my child," he said. "I +will gladly use my influence to get you to his presence.--You may be more +successful than I."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have failed! Then, indeed, all hope is lost," she cried, +despairingly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Calm yourself, my child," said Guido, "all is not lost yet."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! I am calm, my Father; my mind is entirely +composed.--Reverend Sir, take me at once, I beseech you, to the Emperor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">And with wonderful stoicism she began her preparations; for +though her heart was wellnigh breaking within her, she had summoned all her +courage for this one last effort.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pietro," said she, after a moment's hesitation, "will you not +come with me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon me, noble lady, if I cannot accede to your request; +the sight of the tyrant has always been insupportable to me.--What will it be +now, when I behold you a suppliant at his feet?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! Pietro, do not refuse me the support of your arm!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Fear not, my daughter," said the Abbot; "I will not leave you +for an instant. This young man appears too much excited, and we must act with +the greatest calmness!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Hermengarde seized the prelate's hand, and they immediately +left the tower.</p> + +<p class="normal">Conrad's retinue was composed of gentlemen of the Imperial +household, for Barbarossa always treated with great distinction all those whose +favor he wished to gain. As they descended the hill, Hermengarde's beauty +attracted the admiration of the knights, one of whom dismounted as she +approached, and respectfully held the stirrup for her to mount. For her +remarkable loveliness could not fail to conciliate the kind feelings of all +those who in that chivalric age treated woman with such distinguished courtesy. +The little band moved slowly along the main road to the Imperial tent, for such +was the bustle and movement that their progress was more than once arrested by +the crowd. Although for the first time within the precincts of a camp, +Hermengarde scarcely remarked the tumult, nor noticed the looks of open +admiration which her beauty called forth from all, so entirely was she a prey to +her own sad thoughts. As they passed the tent of Henry the Lion, they met, the +Chancellor Rinaldo, who, richly dressed and surrounded by a brilliant retinue, +was about to pay a visit to the Duke.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whither go you thus, my lord Abbot?" he asked; "ah, well! I +see you are not easily discouraged; and in truth," he added, bowing to the young +girl, "your <i>protegée</i> is worthy of your best efforts, to which I sincerely +wish you every success."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The result would most certainly be successful, my lord," said +Conrad, "if my slight influence was but backed by you."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo said nothing, but as he gazed on Hermengarde, his bold +imagination at once conceived a plan of which it alone was capable.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My support is cheerfully offered, my lord Abbot," said he, +after a moment's silence. "As much through respect for you, as from interest in +this amiable young lady; but we must take every precaution, and not act rashly. +I have a trifling affair to arrange with the Saxon Duke, and will then at once +join you. Pray, in the meanwhile go into my tent."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count directed one of his attendants to show every respect +to the prelate and his suite during his absence, and then, after a few words of +cheer to the young girl, continued on his way.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a lucky meeting!" said the Chancellor, who never +neglected even the most unimportant circumstance. "The Lion can never look at +this girl calmly. She is rather young, it is true, and a few years more would be +in her favor; still, compared with Clemence, the Duke will not hesitate an +instant."</p> + +<p class="normal">He had by this time arrived at the Saxon tent, and +dismounting, he left his escort in the ante-chamber, passing himself into an +inner apartment. Beckoning to a servant who was in waiting,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Can I speak with your master?" he asked.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In a few moments, my lord! The Duke is at present with his +family, and desires not to be interrupted."</p> + +<p class="normal">In the adjoining room he could hear the deep voice of a man +mingling with the gay laugh and joyous prattle of children.</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is no hurry about it," replied Dassel.</p> + +<p class="normal">And he paced the ante-chamber, seemingly immersed in grave +thought, but in reality listening to what was said in the Duke's chamber.</p> + +<p class="normal">Henry the Lion was a bold and courageous monarch, ever +occupied in the extension of his territories. His dream was to unite under his +sway all the provinces of Northern Germany, as Frederic had done with those of +the South. Under the pretext of converting the heathen, he had been engaged for +many years in a war with the Slaves, but the aggrandizement of his kingdom was a +motive far more potent than could be the triumph of the true faith.</p> + +<p class="normal">The innovations attempted by Frederic in the affairs of the +Church met with little favor in his eyes, for he made no secret of his leanings +towards orthodoxy, and although, as a vassal of the Empire, he fought against +the Lombards, still in his heart he sympathized with their resistance to the +encroachments of the Emperor. He refused to recognize Victor, the anti-Pope, +whose slavish nature he despised, and whom he openly treated with contempt as +occupying a position to which he was not legally entitled. It needed all +Frederic's diplomacy to secure the co-operation of the Duke in the struggle +which he was about to inaugurate, for Barbarossa had long felt the necessity of +detaching him from the support of Alexander III., and it seemed as though the +crafty Chancellor had discovered a sure means of success.</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst the minister was plotting his dishonorable +combinations, the Duke, all unconscious of the visit awaiting him, was seated in +the bosom of his family, Henry was a tall, powerfully built man, with dark hair +and eyes, a heavy beard, and a frank open expression upon his sun-burned +features. His remarkable strength had gained him the surname of the Lion. He was +impatient of all repose, and chafed bitterly at the inaction to which the +Emperor had condemned him.</p> + +<p class="normal">Near him sat the Duchess, busied with her embroidery. Not +without personal and intellectual attractions, she was sincerely attached to her +husband, but the affection which he had once felt for the lovely Clemence had +long since made way for other sentiments. Honoring her virtues, he could not but +feel deeply mortified that he was without an heir, and to his intimate +associates he had more than once hinted at the possibility of a divorce.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Look, Clemence! what a fine boy our little Hildegarde would +make," said the Duke, playing with the silken curls of the child who had glided +between his knees. "He would be old enough now to play with arms, or sharpen +arrows, and in a few years could fight by my side!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And perhaps die there, husband!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Our five daughters run no risk of dying a hero's death!" he +replied bitterly. "Ah! I would give the half of my left hand if one of those +girls were a boy!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Henry, do not cherish such gloomy thoughts. You make me +tremble for our future!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Never mind! a hand for a son!" continued Henry, with growing +rage. "If my death-bed could be surrounded by five sons, I should feel that my +toils had not been altogether unavailing. Ah! those five young lions could +complete the work which their father had begun, and their combined efforts might +defy the Emperor. But it is a painful, a bitterly painful thought, that I shall +die and leave to helpless girls the great work which I have so painfully +achieved."</p> + +<p class="normal">Clemence let fall her work and gazed upon her husband; despite +her gentle nature and her sentiments of Christian resignation, she was much +depressed by his violent outburst.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon, dear Henry!" she said; "your views are selfish ones. +He who toils only for earthly fame, gives little thought to Eternity. In this +world, we should be contented with the consciousness that we have always acted +honestly and from noble motives!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"A sad fate!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"But the best, the most really meritorious! The true crown of +glory is eternal and unfading! What we accomplish on earth is often valueless +hereafter, for what then avails a lifetime spent in strife, and storms, and +troubles! I implore you, dear husband, do not question the decrees of +Providence; think less of earthly greatness, for pride leads to forgetfulness of +God, and to eternal perdition!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right," said the Prince, who had listened calmly +while Clemence was speaking, "if we are to measure honor's reward by what comes +after death; but I maintain that I would gladly exchange some leaves of my +heavenly crown, for the prospect of an earthly heir."</p> + +<p class="normal">A slight noise was heard, the curtains were lifted, and Lanzo +with a serious face entered the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whence come you, knave?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"From the gallows, godfather!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What! am I the sponsor of a gallows-bird?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have no reason to be ashamed of it, cousin, since it +appears to be the fashion, nowadays, to hang honest people!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Who has been hanged?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! just now, no one; but those who have the halter around +their necks are not always the worst off. It may be that your Grace or the +Emperor would send an honest citizen to execution; but, when the devil in person +leads a man to the scaffold, it is another thing!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are not bright to-day, Lanzo!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And why not, master?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"This stupid speech about the devil leading a man to the +scaffold."</p> + +<p class="normal">"My luminous idea was a true one, though," said the jester. +"Would you like me to show you one of Satan's tricks?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am somewhat curious; let us see."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be good enough then to open wide the eyes of your +understanding, for he who is blind in spirit, although carnally lucid, cannot +discover the wiles of the demon. The works of his diabolical Majesty are, like +Beelzebub himself, of a spiritual essence. The first and chief agent of the +devil is--guess what, cousin!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do you mean?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pride! Whenever Satan can entangle a man in the meshes of +pride, it is all over with him! Pride rises, and aspires to rise. Let us suppose +that our individual is a duke, he covets the Empire; and to accomplish his +purpose, would destroy every barrier to his ambition, even were it necessary to +be guilty of a crime. Should he be an Emperor, he desires the power of God, and +even the Pope must be his humble vassal. If you look around, cousin, you can see +for yourself, that is, if your eyes are worth anything. Should the proud man +have an excellent wife, whose only fault is that she has not borne him a son, +the poor creature becomes a martyr, for pride has no respect for the feelings or +rights of others, and only dreams of seeing his own power and glory reflected in +the persons of his descendants, long after his own flesh has become the food of +worms!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke started, and turned towards his wife; but Clemence +seemed absorbed in her work and heedless of the fool's discourse.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Shall I show you some more of the devil's tricks, cousin?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No! I have had enough for to-day!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"His diabolical Majesty has not only snares and pitfalls to +catch fools, but also executioners to hunt them up! If I mistake not, one of +these gentry is about to pay you a visit, cousin! Come, I will show him to you, +but take good care of yourself, noble Lion!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The prince looked anxiously to where Lanzo pointed, for he +knew that his jester often veiled really serious truths beneath the semblance of +frivolity.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here is His Majesty's servant!" said the fool, as Rinaldo +entered, with a smile.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Forgive me, my lord, for thus disturbing your family party +for a moment; I could not resist the temptation of being the messenger of good +news!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are welcome, my lord; and these news are?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"That to-morrow we break camp, and march upon Milan."</p> + +<p class="normal">"At last!" cried the soldier; "it is, indeed, good news that +you bring me. Camp-life is demoralizing, and we should have finished long since +with our enemies!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"So I have urged," replied Rinaldo. "His Majesty wished at +first to await the arrival of the Austrian duke, but your counsels have modified +the plan. I must really admire your influence over one who is so little patient +of advice or control. Your Highness is as great in the council as in the field."</p> + +<p class="normal">[Transcriber's note: Initial text of paragraph +missing--possibly "The Duke was ..."] secretly flattered by this homage to his +pride. "My observations have only served to develop the great military talent of +the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"With an ironical smile, scarcely perceptible around the +corners of his mouth, Rinaldo answered,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"A monarch is none the less great, because he listens to +reason and follows good advice! But I have come to summon your Highness to a +council of war, in which the plan of campaign against Milan is to be discussed. +It will be very select, and only a few princes and prelates, who are experienced +in the art of war, will be present."</p> + +<p class="normal">"At what hour?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"So soon as you shall have arrived?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Halloa, without there! my cloak!" cried the Duke.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! there is no need of such haste!" said Dassel. "Before +starting, I must solicit a favor of your Highness."</p> + +<p class="normal">"On what subject, pray?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, a mere peccadillo! But, by your leave, I would make my +confession in secret."</p> + +<p class="normal">As they entered an adjoining room, Lanzo hurriedly concealed +himself behind the hangings, as though this presumption was one of his +privileges.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the matter?" asked the Duke of Rinaldo, who stood +before him with down-cast eyes, and an appearance of irresolution and +discouragement.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am really a guilty man," said the Chancellor, after a +moment's silence. I meant to await a more favorable occasion; but--I was an +unwilling listener to your conversation with the Duchess, and much as I dislike +to interfere with your domestic happiness, I have been unable to restrain +myself.--That you, the most powerful prince of the Empire, should be without an +heir to your glory--so mighty a tree, full of sap and vigor to remain +barren--truly, it is a sad reflection!"--The Lion raised his eyes upon the +Chancellor, whose face wore an expression of deep chagrin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"A sad reflection, say you!--A man must learn to carry the +burden which he cannot shake off!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Which he cannot?--Very true, <i>if</i> he cannot; but, for my +part, I have imagined that this accident, so fatal to your race, might be +remedied. Mayhap, it will need great strength of mind on your part, or even some +violence?" said the tempter, in an insinuating tone.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nothing more?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I cannot now say! The Emperor's first wife was childless; he +divorced her and married Beatrice. This union has been blessed with a numerous +progeny."</p> + +<p class="normal">An expression of mingled regret and anger passed over the +features of the Duke, who sat twisting his beard, in silence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Frederic could do it;--Adelaide was his relative!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, that was the pretext, I know," said the Chancellor; "but +we can easily find another equally good; and it is certain that the Pope Victor +will gladly yield to a demand made by the Emperor, or even, indeed, to your own +request. If consanguinity were a substantial ground for a divorce, it seems to +me that the extinction of a noble house would be quite as valid a plea. Do not +let this matter drop. I feel sure that your Grace will pardon my indiscretion +and importunity."</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is no indiscretion, my lord! It is not the first time +that I have pondered over this matter; but it is strange, how different an +almost familiar thought appears when couched in words!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is merely the realization of our long cherished desires," +said the statesman but he thought within himself,--"It is a remorse for an evil +deed!"</p> + +<p class="normal">For a moment the Duke was silent, and then, with his eyes +turned towards the ground, he resumed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"I agree with you, that my marriage has become insupportable +to me; but to commence the affair, and to carry it to a satisfactory +result,--hum!--I think that rather comes within the scope of your talents and +intelligence, my dear Chancellor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"With pleasure!--You can count upon me in every way," replied +Rinaldo, and, for once, he spoke the truth. "But, in the first place, it will be +necessary to secure the Emperor's consent, and, through him, that of the Pope. +Perhaps, to-day you may have the opportunity of discussing the matter before +four competent persons,--will that suit your Grace?"</p> + +<p class="normal">They left the room. Henry called for his cloak, and sword and +helmet. Lanzo was seated on the ground, playing with his bells.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Cousin!" said he, looking up, as they approached, "have you +forgotten all about the snares of the devil?"</p> + +<p class="normal">As if to increase the Duke's remorse, Clemence and her +children entered the room. The Duchess had heard her husband and hastened, +according to the old German custom, to bring him his sword and helmet. The +Chancellor bowed low before the princess, and his calm and smiling face gave no +presage to the noble lady of the misfortune which menaced her happiness; but +Henry, less skilled in dissimulation, averted his gaze, as he said,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"You should not take this trouble, Clemence!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is ever my pleasure to serve my noble husband," she +replied, presenting him his helmet.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor's visit alarmed her, for she knew the violent +and impetuous temper of her lord, and she feared lest some misunderstanding +might arise between him and the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Where are you going, Henry?" she asked. "Are you summoned to +His Majesty?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Summoned,--no; that is to say, yes. I am summoned to a +Council of War about to take place;" and, in company with the Chancellor, he +left the tent.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Great God! what is the matter?" said Clemence. "I have never +seen him thus!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nor I neither," replied Lanzo, who was still seated upon the +ground. "He looks marvellously like a man whom the devil is leading to the +gallows!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a fearful speech, Lanzo!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a wicked man, Clemence!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you dare to speak thus of your master, Sirrah?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! I have given him up, noble lady, and have entered your +service; for, methinks you will soon have grievous need of a faithful servant!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why so?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why so?--hum!--the why would only worry you. Never question a +fool too closely, noble dame, for fools tell the truth!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"But I would know the truth, Lanzo!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Good! Then pray for your husband."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have already done so, to-day."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then do it again."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But why?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because he is in bad company, and needs your prayers!"</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER X</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE TEMPTER</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Frederic awaited Dassel's return, in a state of feverish +anxiety for the success of his mission. He had carefully pondered over his +Chancellor's proposition, and he now dreaded lest the refusal of Henry to the +contemplated divorce might interfere with the realization of his cherished +projects. The very possibility of failure was painful to him, but when the +Chamberlain announced the Duke's arrival, he dissembled his agitation and +advanced cordially to meet him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you at last satisfied, my dear Duke," said he, motioning +to a seat.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly, I must be satisfied," replied the Duke, who seemed +uneasy and dispirited.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The princes will be here shortly, and we will open the +Council without delay, for the measures against Milan must be decided upon at +once. This proud and rebellious city shall feel all the weight of our +displeasure,--our own opinion is in favor of utterly destroying this hot-bed of +treason, and we trust that your Grace thinks with us."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke remained silent, his eyes still fixed upon the +ground.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My plan is the result of mature deliberation," pursued +Barbarossa; "but we would listen to your counsel."</p> + +<p class="normal">"As your Majesty pleases," replied Henry.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor glanced towards Rinaldo, who answered by a look of +astonishment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Grace seems out of spirits;--you will, I know, pardon my +remark," said Frederic, cordially. "I trust that you have received no bad news +from the Duchy, or that you have no domestic annoyances!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Domestic annoyances, only, Sire!" said Rinaldo.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How so?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Dassel read in Henry's silence, an invitation to take upon +himself the explanation of the affair, and he began to paint in gloomy colors +and with crafty skill the misfortune of the Duke, who, with all his power and +renown, was doomed to leave no posterity to reflect his greatness and his fame.</p> + +<p class="normal">"These sad facts have been the subject of our interview," he +said. "Your Majesty will readily appreciate the natural despondency of a prince +who looks beyond the present and who labors for ages yet unborn!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Really, I am deeply grieved," said Barbarossa, "but I can +perceive no remedy. It does not seem as though Clemence were destined to realize +your Grace's desires."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon my boldness," said Rinaldo, "if I venture to allude to +your Majesty's course of conduct in a similar conjuncture."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very true! but every husband cannot, in the same case, do as +I have done," said Frederic.</p> + +<p class="normal">This remark was calculated to excite the pride of the Duke, +who had always regarded Barbarossa as the main obstacle to his own desires of +personal aggrandizement.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor must fully understand and examine my position," +said Henry, raising his head proudly. "I must observe that, were our cases +reversed, your Majesty would meet that courtesy from the Duke."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Particularly from the Duke of Saxony and Bavaria, who does +not idly bear the title of 'the Lion,'" added Frederic. "But, in truth, the +business is serious and difficult; and although the reason assigned for the +divorce appears a valid one, it is not in our power to pass judgment. Pope +Victor alone enjoys this prerogative."</p> + +<p class="normal">The last observation was judiciously calculated. It was +necessary that Henry should understand, positively and clearly, that it was only +Frederic's Pope, who, upon the Emperor's order, would pronounce the dissolution +of the marriage. He wished to be assured of Henry's defection from the party of +Alexander III., from whom the Saxon prince had nothing to hope in the matter of +the divorce. Frederic gazed at him attentively, for the Lion's silence appeared +an encouraging omen, as he hitherto had been a zealous supporter of the claims +of Alexander III. to the throne of St. Peter.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We doubt not," resumed Barbarossa, after a moment's silence, +"that his Holiness, upon our representations, will be persuaded."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I would solicit your Majesty's intervention in this business, +that it may be brought to a satisfactory conclusion as speedily as possible," +said the Duke.</p> + +<p class="normal">"As we have been ourselves in a similar position, we shall be +able to advance most excellent reasons for its immediate solution. But I would +advise that the Duchess be not informed of our project; it would cause her +unnecessary pain, and a woman's tears must not influence in anyway the course of +events."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor seeing that his plot was progressing favorably, +withdrew to seek for Conrad and his fair charge. He was anxious for +Hermengarde's success, but less through pity for her misfortune than in the hope +that it might further his own vile schemes. He found them in his own tent, which +stood close by the Imperial pavilion. Hermengarde was seated in a corner of the +apartment, gazing first at the sky and then towards the entrance, where she +eagerly watched for the Chancellor's return. She trusted that her tears and +entreaties would soften the heart of the Emperor. The monk had opened his +breviary, and was praying, as Rinaldo entered smiling at the success of his plot +against the Saxon Duke. He approached the young girl, and said kindly,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon me, noble lady, if I have made you wait. In cases like +yours, all depends upon choosing a seasonable moment. I think that moment has +arrived."</p> + +<p class="normal">These words awakened her hopes; but the thought that in a few +moments her father's fate for weal or woe would be decided, took away her +courage.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not be alarmed; all will be well. Have no fear, and when +you are before the Emperor, speak as your heart dictates. In such a case, that +language is always more eloquent than studied words."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have you any hope?" asked Conrad, who sought to read the +statesman's thoughts.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most excellent, my dear Abbot. The Emperor, I am positive, +will grant Bonello's pardon. But hasten! and when you are summoned, lose no +time."</p> + +<p class="normal">He said a few more kind words to the young girl, and then left +the tent. Meanwhile Frederic passed into the council-chamber, where the nobles +sat discussing the siege of Milan and the future fate of the city. Obizzo, chief +of the Italian auxiliaries, inveighed bitterly against the tyranny of the +Milanese, and insisted upon making them submit to the same severe measures which +they had inflicted upon Lodi. Obizzo's neighbor, dressed in full episcopal +robes, and with a sword by his side, scarcely listened to the Italian's +arguments, but watched eagerly the door of the Imperial chamber as though +awaiting the presence of the monarch. It was Bishop Gero, of Halberstadt, +elevated to that dignity by the powerful will of Barbarossa, in spite of all +laws and justice, after the banishment of Bishop Ulrich.</p> + +<p class="normal">That worthy prelate had sought refuge with the primate of +Salzburg, and as Gero had heard of the arrival of the Archbishop's envoy, he +began to fear the loss of his benefice. The bishops of Osnabruck and Minden, +creatures of the Emperor, also spoke in favor of extreme measures. The Count +Palatine, Otho of Wittelsbach, always impatient of long speeches, found Obizzo's +harangue tedious, and began to grow angry. At this moment was heard the deep +voice of Henry the Lion, the curtain was drawn aside, and Barbarossa, +accompanied by the Dukes of Saxony, Bohemia, and Rottemburg, entered the room. +Behind them came the Chancellor Rinaldo. The nobles bowed respectfully to the +Emperor, who seated himself upon the throne prepared for him, whilst they placed +themselves in a half circle before him. On his entrance, the Chancellor had +arranged the curtains so as to leave a small opening, behind which stood an +attendant awaiting his orders.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Reasons of grave moment have decided us," said Barbarossa, +"not to await the arrival of the Duke of Austria, but to march, to-morrow, upon +Milan. With God's help, it will be for your gallantry to punish the crimes which +this city has committed against justice, against the supremacy of the German +nation, and against the Majesty of our own person. Conscious of their guilt, as +they must be, these rebels cannot expect a war according to the dictates of +generosity, but one of extermination. We desire to know whether our trusty +allies agree with the expectations of our adversaries. The question then is +this: shall the campaign be carried on with inexorable severity, or does the +enemy deserve that we should exhibit a certain leniency, and a respect for +persons and property?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Henry the Lion, to whom belonged the right of speaking first, +reflected for an instant. His chivalrous disposition did not sympathize with +this war of extermination proposed by the Emperor, and a similar thought could +be read in the countenance of the Duke of Rottemburg and the Count Palatine +Otho.</p> + +<p class="normal">The schismatical bishops, who understood at once that +Barbarossa had determined upon the total destruction of the city, bent their +heads in token of adhesion. They could scarcely wait for the moment of the +ballot, so eager were they to give signs of their obedience. Obizzo moved +impatiently upon his chair, unable to understand the hesitation of the Duke of +Saxony.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I came here with my Saxons and Bavarians to fight against the +enemy," said the Lion; "to punish the rebels, and to make them acknowledge your +sovereignty. But all this can be accomplished without laying waste this +beautiful country. Why destroy their vines, uproot their trees, ruin their +crops, burn their villages and hamlets? I am no partisan of useless cruelty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"In other circumstances we would agree with you, noble Duke," +replied Frederic; "but we think that Milan should receive the same treatment +which she has inflicted upon other cities."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Margrave Obizzo could no longer keep silence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why show mercy to the scourge of all Lombardy? Milan has shed +torrents of innocent blood, and has left to her victims only the choice between +death or slavery! Yes," he cried, "Milan has a thousand times merited her +destruction. And what I advance here, my lords, is not merely my individual +opinion, but the sentiment of all Lombardy."</p> + +<p class="normal">Obizzo's arguments coincided with the desires of the Emperor, +but as he was about to continue, the latter stopped him by a look.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have not exaggerated, Margrave," said he, "but your +emotions have carried you, perhaps, too far. What is your opinion, my Lord of +Rottemburg?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Although at heart opposed to the destruction of Milan, a +punishment, in his opinion, much too severe, this prince was too anxious to +conciliate the Emperor's favor to venture upon a remonstrance, and he yielded an +immediate assent to the monarch's views.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke of Bohemia likewise voted in favor of sack and +pillage.</p> + +<p class="normal">"And you, Count Palatine?" again inquired Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I share the opinions of Duke Henry!" replied Wittelsbach; +"the enemy should not have cause to think us savages!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you wish to gain the enemy's good graces, my dear Count, +you must treat him more gently in battle!" said the Emperor, recording the +votes, which, as might have been expected, were in accordance with the Imperial +wishes.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke of Saxony dropped his heavy sword, with a loud crash +upon the floor, and twisting his long beard, glared angrily upon the vile +courtiers.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are not obliged to conform to the decisions of the +Council," said Frederic, endeavoring to calm the Duke's anger; "we will trust to +your own discretion in your relations with the enemy.--But," continued he, "some +one must inform the Abbot of St. Augustine, whose monastery is near Milan, that +he must solicit us to spare his convent and its dependencies. Those monks are +determined opponents of His Holiness Pope Victor, and warm partisans of the +Cardinal Roland."</p> + +<p class="normal">Henry was about to say a word in defence of the Abbot, and +urge that religious discussions were scarcely a valid reason for burning a +monastery; but he reflected at the impossibility of obtaining from Alexander +III. the dissolution of his marriage, and he was silent.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Those monks are your Majesty's most dangerous enemies," said +Obizzo; "they continually excite the people and kindle the spirit of rebellion, +on the pretext that your Majesty robs the Church of her liberty, and seeks to +submit everything to your power."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo here made a sign to the attendant, who immediately +disappeared.</p> + +<p class="normal">"As far as I know," said Werner, Bishop of Minden, who never +let pass an opportunity for the display of his learning, "those monks follow the +rule of St. Augustine, which Rule, Book II., chap. 12, forbids them expressly, +taking part in worldly affairs, and recommends study and a life of +contemplation."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon," interrupted Barbarossa, who feared a learned +dissertation, "St. Augustine's rule has no connection with the question now +before us."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly," said the prelate, humbly; "the rule has no +connection with the rebellion. I merely cited it to show that I heartily +approved of the punishment of the Augustinians."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It seems to me," said Gero, Bishop of Halberstadt, "that +these monks richly deserve punishment, since they have refused to acknowledge +the Pope appointed by the Emperor, to whom belongs, by immemorial custom, the +right of nominating the Roman Pontiff. For this reason alone, if none other +existed, the followers of St. Augustine deserve to be treated as rebels."</p> + +<p class="normal">Not a voice was raised in defence of the poor monks, and it +was decided that their monastery should be destroyed.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor was returning his thanks to the princes for their +able counsels, when the silken curtain which closed the entrance to the tent was +thrown wide open. On the threshold stood the stately form of the Abbot Conrad +holding by the hand the trembling Hermengarde--a shrinking girl by the side of a +gray-haired man. Near them stood Erwin, the Emperor's godson; for the youth, +touched by the girl's misfortunes, had hastened to offer his services in her +cause. His relationship to Barbarossa permitted him to follow the Abbot to the +council-chamber, where he intended to use every effort to advance the cause of +the unhappy Hermengarde.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor appeared surprised and annoyed, the presence of +the Abbot and his charge explained the purport of their visit, and a sombre +frown augured ill for their success; but the nobles who were present could not +but sympathize with her grief.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon, Sire," said the Abbot, bowing respectfully to the +Emperor and the nobles; "my faith in your generosity emboldens me to plead, once +more, in favor of the unfortunate. Before you stands a wretched daughter, whom +the father's death will leave a helpless orphan, at a time when a fierce war is +raging throughout the land. Will not your Majesty deign to lend an ear to +pity?--it is a virtue which becomes a monarch, as much as justice."</p> + +<p class="normal">While Conrad spoke, Hermengarde had fallen upon her knees; but +spite all her efforts, she could only falter out--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pity--mercy!--for the love of God! Be merciful!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa remained seated; his scowling gaze turned upon the +Abbot.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You might have spared yourself this effort, my lord Abbot," +said he violently; "do you imagine that a woman's tears could succeed, where +your arguments have failed?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I had hoped it, Sire. It is natural to the human heart to be +touched by the tears and prayers of the innocent. I hoped for nothing less from +your Majesty's!"</p> + +<p class="normal">They were alarmed at the bold demeanor of the Abbot, but the +Lion bowed his head approvingly, and Barbarossa's scowl deepened. During the +scene, Rinaldo had narrowly scanned the Duke's countenance, as if to mark the +effect produced upon him by the remarkable beauty of the fair suppliant. But the +crafty statesman was wrong if he imagined that a man of the Lion's character +could be ensnared so easily. Had the Duke given any indication that the plot so +skilfully imagined would be successful, the Chancellor would have urged +Bonello's cause, but Henry's countenance remained impassive. Hermengarde was +still upon her knees weeping bitterly, and her face hidden in her hands. At +times she looked upon the Emperor, striving to collect her thoughts, but the +stern face of the monarch appalled her.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pity!" she cried. "Spare my father's life; he regrets his +crime! Oh! pardon him!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough of these lamentations!" said Barbarossa; "let some one +lead this woman hence!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Bishop Gero hastened to comply with the Emperor's wishes, +whilst the latter explained to those present the crime of which Bonello had been +guilty.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you consider our sentence unjust, speak, and the criminal +shall be released," said he.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bonello is a valiant soldier, although he has drawn his sword +in a bad cause," replied Otho. "Still, I implore you to pardon him for his +daughter's sake."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon him, Sire. I fear your sentence may cause the death of +two persons," said Henry, pointing to the pale and trembling Hermengarde.</p> + +<p class="normal">"This time justice must take its course," answered Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The sentence is perfectly just," added Werner, of Minden. +"Who would deserve death, if traitors were allowed to go unpunished?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The two other bishops nodded in token of approval; they never +dissented from any apparent desire of Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You perceive, my lord Abbot, that it is impossible for us to +pardon----"</p> + +<p class="normal">He interrupted himself abruptly at the sight of Hermengarde, +who fell fainting upon a chair.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough of this, my lord Conrad, you may withdraw," and he +motioned that they should take away the girl.</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment Erwin advanced, already deeply interested in +Hermengarde's suffering; his godfather's stern refusal to her appeals affected +him painfully. Bowing to the Emperor, with a bright flush upon his face, he +said,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon, Sire, if I venture to recall to Your Majesty's memory +the recent battle, and the promise then made to grant me a favor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! I trust that you will not make an improper use of my +promise, Erwin?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"An improper use--no, upon my honor. The favor which I now +solicit, Sire, is the life and liberty of Bonello, this young girl's father."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is this petition serious, Count?" said Barbarossa, turning to +him, angrily.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It cannot be more so, Sire," answered the young man, +promptly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Reflect well, boy, on what you ask," said the Emperor, +fiercely. "Do not play with our promise--it is sacred; but----"</p> + +<p class="normal">And he raised his right hand menacingly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If my petition were dictated by egotism, it might be +considered an abuse of your Imperial promise; but I merely solicit the life and +liberty of a man whose protection is necessary to his daughter's happiness. In +this I merely perform an act of humanity, and perhaps of chivalry."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well," said Barbarossa, after a moment of angry silence, +"since you persist in a demand which we cannot refuse, be it so! Bonello is +free! But you, Count Erwin of Rechberg, for the improper use to which you put +our word, we withdraw from you our favor. You are banished from the Court----"</p> + +<p class="normal">He did not conclude, for Erwin, almost stupefied with +astonishment, threw himself at his feet, and taking the monarch's hand,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire," said he, "in pity, withhold this sentence--do not +banish me from your presence--at least not now! Let me remain near you--you who +are so menaced with perils on every side. Ah! let me still continue to watch +over your precious life, and prove to you my gratitude for the almost paternal +love and care which, until to-day, you have ever shown me! As a boy, I played +upon your knees; it was from you I learned to use the sword and the lance; you +have been to me a second father! Ah! my beloved godfather, do not send me into +exile! Without you I care not to live!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The touching prayer of this devoted heart produced its effect +upon the monarch, from whose face all sternness gradually passed, to give place +to an expression of a more kindly nature.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Rise," said he; "you are a great flatterer, Erwin! It may be, +too, a crafty knave! What think you, gentlemen?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The nobles were somewhat surprised at this exhibition of +feeling on the part of their sovereign, but their satisfaction was evident. The +Emperor continued,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"We must not give any evidence of weakness, and as a +punishment for the great interest which you have shown in favor of this culprit, +you shall be banished, for a week's time, from our camp. This punishment will +enable you to conduct to her home, the damsel whose cause you have so +chivalrously advocated."</p> + +<p class="normal">Emotion and fear at first did not allow Hermengarde to take in +all the details of the scene. But when the youth came to tell her of her +father's pardon, her joy and gratitude knew no bounds. Rising hurriedly, she +would have thrown herself at the Emperor's feet, but he waved her away +impatiently.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have no cause to thank me," he said. "Farewell, madam; +this business has wearied us!" He signed to her to withdraw, and Conrad, +Rechberg, and Hermengarde left the tent.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE JOURNEY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Erwin thought it advisable to accompany Bonello and his +daughter until they had reached a place of safety. Well aware of the dangers of +the road, and the bitter party feeling throughout Lombardy, he feared lest the +old man might lose his life, were he to meet any of the soldiers from Lodi, +Pavia, Cremona, or the other cities which were leagued against Milan. He +therefore procured a strong armed escort to protect his friends in case of +attack. Whilst the Count of Rechberg was making his preparations, Hermengarde +and the Abbot hastened to the castle to communicate the glad tidings of their +success to the prisoner, who, in a transport of joyful emotion, threw himself +upon his daughter's breast, with tears of pious gratitude. The Abbot looked on +calmly. Pietro Nigri, as though he regretted that the tyrant had granted his old +friend's pardon, gazed on in gloomy indifference. After the first moments of +their joyful greeting, Guido requested to be informed of the details, and the +Abbot Conrad related the scene which had taken place between the Emperor and the +young Count.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Where is the noble youth?" asked Bonello; "why did you not +bring him here?"</p> + +<p class="normal">At that moment was heard the clatter of horses' hoofs, and the +clank of armor, in the castle-yard, and Erwin, hastily dismounting, made his way +towards the tower. Bonello watched him anxiously; and when the Count, in +brilliant armor, entered the room, he rushed towards him, seized his hand, and +fell upon his knees.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most excellent young man!" he cried; "you are my preserver! +may God reward you for your kindness to my child! Heaven grant me the power to +prove to you my gratitude! Anything which you may ask of me shall be yours. May +God bless and keep you."</p> + +<p class="normal">The old man spoke in a voice choked with emotion. Erwin +interrupted him, for he was pained to see Bonello at his feet.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Rise, my lord, I beg of you. Your thanks overwhelm me. I have +only acted as any other gentleman would have done, in my place. I merely crave +the favor of accompanying you to your home."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this new mark of kind consideration, Bonello was about to +utter further words of gratitude; but the Count interrupted him by the +announcement that all was ready for their departure. They left the tower, and +entered the court-yard of the castle, where stood Hermengarde's palfry, and a +splendid courser for her father. The parting between Bonello and the Abbot was +touching; they embraced one another, and the prelate returned to the camp. +Pietro Nigri mounted sullenly, glancing haughtily upon the young girl, and +contemptuously at her father.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Farewell, lady," he said; "I wish you every happiness. As to +you, Sir," he added, "I sincerely trust that you may never have cause to regret +the life which you owe to a tyrant's mercy,--a life destined to be passed +unprofitably, for all that concerns the honor and well-being of your country."</p> + +<p class="normal">He dashed off before Guido could reply, and the others +hastened to leave the castle, where some of them, at least, had suffered so +acutely.</p> + +<p class="normal">At the foot of the hill, they struck towards the south, and +then diverged from the main road. Erwin was anxious to please his guests, and +readily yielded to Bonello's guidance. The latter was perfectly familiar with +the country, and desired to avoid any meeting with the Italian soldiery. For, +though firmly resolved never to draw his sword again, he was pained at the sight +of so many Lombards hurrying to join Barbarossa's legions and attack Milan, the +most important bulwark of Italian independence, so they took a cross road which +speedily led them to the summit of the plain. Every precaution had been taken +against the marauders who then infested the country. In front, rode two +men-at-arms; then came Rechberg, followed by Hermengarde and her father, and +four other troopers closed the rear of the escort.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We must hasten," said Guido, "in order to arrive before +nightfall at the monastery of San Pietro; it will be sufficient for the first +day's journey, and by starting at dawn to-morrow, we shall reach my castle +before the evening."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin had wished to learn some of the particulars about +Bonello's family, and he at once profited by the present opening.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Only by to-morrow evening?" said he; "then your castle must +be near the Lower Alps?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"In their very midst, Count; in the very heart of the Alps," +replied Guido. "If, as I suppose, you like mountain-castles, mine will please +you. Years ago, when I visited Germany, I used to admire your fortresses perched +upon the craggy peaks, like immense eagles' nests. The evident disposition of +the Teutonic nobility to shun the cities and low grounds, and occupy the +heights, is a mark of sound judgment. Our ancestors, also, knew how and where to +build their strongholds. Did you ever see Castellamare?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is that your dwelling?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes," answered Bonello. "The Romans from whom I am descended, +erected the fortress, and it has been in my family from time immemorial."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Doubtless, during your absence, your son commands in the +castle?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have no son," answered the old man, somewhat sadly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"That pale-faced young man, who was with you at Cinola, is +perhaps one of your relations?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pietro Nigri? Oh, not precisely, but almost!" Here the young +girl's horse plunged violently.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Take care, my child; your horse seems inclined to be +troublesome," said Guido. "Pietro," he resumed, "is the son of the Milanese +Consul Nigri. He is a most worthy young man; he was my daughter's escort to +Cinola."</p> + +<p class="normal">They approached the monastery, around whose walls the twilight +mist was slowly rising. Still, from afar, could be seen the dark red windows of +stained glass; and the gilded cross upon the tower, illuminated with the rays of +the setting sun, shone bright through the evening haze. Bonello gazed eagerly +upon this glad haven of rest, as they hastened forward.</p> + +<p class="normal">At the sound of the bell, a grating was drawn aside.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Open, open, brother Ignatius!" cried the lord of Castellamare +to the monk, who examined the appearance of the visitors. "We wish a lodging for +the night, and a flask of your best wine."</p> + +<p class="normal">Soon a key grated in the lock, the gates opened, and the +little cavalcade rode into the court-yard.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are most welcome, my lord," said Ignatius, cordially; +"pardon me if I have made you wait. We are obliged to be most prudent, for the +country is filled with marauders, who have little respect for the sanctity of +our poor cloisters. Your arrival here is truly gratifying to us all; but we +regret our superior's absence."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Where is he?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"In Genoa."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am extremely sorry," said Guido; "for we might have talked +together until matins."</p> + +<p class="normal">The horses were led to the stables, and a lay brother +conducted the travellers to the refectory. Several long benches and tables, two +comfortable arm-chairs, a handsome crucifix upon the wall, and a bronze +<i>aspersorium</i>, composed all the furniture of the room. Seating himself in +one of the arm-chairs, Guido at once entered into conversation with the lay +brother, whose mission it was not only to receive, but also to entertain all +visitors to the convent.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The holy Abbot is at Genoa, you say?" inquired Bonello. "He +absents himself so rarely that there must have been grave reasons for his +journey."</p> + +<p class="normal">The monk glanced distrustfully at Erwin, and was silent. +Rechberg concluded that the Order belonged to Alexander's party and had incurred +the displeasure of the Emperor. The repast was soon brought in, and the tired +travellers partook eagerly of the three copious dishes. The servants were +entertained in another room. The rest of the evening was passed in conversation; +but Bonello made no allusion to political affairs, and the monk imitated his +example, although it was evident that he would gladly have spoken of the German +army and the perils now menacing the Church. But the presence of the young +nobleman imposed silence upon his curiosity.</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin felt this reserve the more so that he feared lest Guido +might suspect him of repeating to the Emperor what he had already overheard. He +would gladly have talked with Hermengarde, but it seemed as if she meant to +model her conduct by her father's, and all his attempts to engage her in +conversation were ineffectual.</p> + +<p class="normal">"She considers me the enemy of her country," he thought; +"perhaps avoids me as a heretic. At least she might remember what I have done +for her sake."</p> + +<p class="normal">The idea was painful to him, and he was heartily glad when +they separated for the night. Next morning they resumed their journey. The +summits of the Alps grew more distinct, and Hermengarde's spirits appeared to +brighten as they approached her home. She conversed gayly with Rechberg and +asked many artless questions about Germany and its inhabitants, and he was +charmed with the interest she evinced in his native land.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have you any mountains like those in Germany?" said she, +pointing to the Alps.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, lady; and our mountains are covered with forests in +which roam the stag, the roebuck, and the wild boar; but the bear, much to the +delight of the traveller and the chagrin of true hunters, becomes every day more +rare.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bears! but is it possible that any one can regret the +disappearance of those fierce animals!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! a bear-hunt has its charms!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very dangerous ones, I should think."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But it is precisely on account of their danger that this +sport is attractive, fair lady. To slay a timid stag requires little courage, +but a struggle with the bear needs both bravery and skill. The bear-hunt is the +school in which we take our first lessons in the art of war."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count's earnestness proved that he spoke of one of his +favorite pastimes.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In what part of Germany is your domain, Count?" said +Hermengarde, after a short pause.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In Suabia."</p> + +<p class="normal">"If I mistake not, Suabia is the birthplace of the +Hohenstauffen?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Precisely, noble lady! The castles of Hohenstauffen and +Rechberg are neighboring ones. Our families have always been intimate and are +even connected by ties of blood."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin almost regretted his last remark when he reflected that +his relationship with Barbarossa would be a poor recommendation in the eyes of +the young Lombard.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I fear that our journey will be unpleasantly interrupted," +said Bonello, who, for some time, had been watching a gray speck on the summit +of the mountain.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In what way, sir knight?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you see that castle? It is the dwelling of the Emperor's +prefect, Herman, who is in charge of yonder bridge. He is a cruel, bad man, and +levies tolls to suit his own pleasure, particularly when the travellers are +wealthy or of high rank. He has on several occasions seized upon persons and +held them prisoners until a high ransom has been paid for their release."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But this is a crying injustice," said the Count, "and should +be reported to His Majesty, who would punish Herman severely for his abuse of +power." Bonello shook his head, with a smile.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Herman merely executes the Emperor's orders," said he. +Rechberg looked at the speaker with astonishment. He was loth to believe that +such an insult to his sovereign were possible. Bonello resumed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Barbarossa knows perfectly well all about his deputy here, +but there are other exactions of which I believe him still ignorant. He has +reduced several families to utter beggary, and when he can squeeze nothing more +out of them himself, he sells them to the Jews. This is what he calls 'balancing +his accounts.' I have known instances where he has stretched the poor wretches +on the rack to extort from them their last pennies. In short, this Herman, the +terror of the country, is a disgrace to humanity. But there are other deputies +of the Emperor in some of the cities, who are equally merciless in their +exactions."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I can scarcely credit your statements," replied the young +Count; "but I feel sure that upon the first complaint of such enormities +Frederic would interfere."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You make a grave mistake," said Bonello. "I have personally +represented the facts to the Emperor, but in vain; his invariable answer has +been, that it was the duty of his agents to collect the taxes and imposts, and +if they were obliged to resort to extreme measures, that it was doubtless the +fault of the inhabitants who refused to pay their dues."</p> + +<p class="normal">They rode on in silence. The young Count was dejected, for he +began to perceive that it was natural for men like Bonello to resist such an +arbitrary exercise of tyranny.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE TOLL</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">They reached the bridge. On either side were two massive +towers, over which floated the Imperial standard. Heavy barriers closed the +pathway, and a strong body of men-at-arms defended the approach. Halfway from +the bridge, on the summit of a lofty hill, stood the castle of Herman, built to +command the road, which, as the main avenue to Genoa, was extensively travelled, +and yielded an important revenue to the Imperial treasury. The castle had been +destroyed by the Italians, during the reign of Henry V., but had been rebuilt by +Frederic, at the time of his second invasion of Upper Italy, at which time +Herman had been installed as Governor.</p> + +<p class="normal">The soldiers were clustered beneath the porch; but a sentinel +was watching from one of the loop-holes of the tower, and as he caught sight of +the travellers, called out gayly to the others, "Halloa! comrades, here comes a +rich prize: a Lombard knight, some Genoese merchants, and a lady! Levy a heavy +toll, <i>Dietho</i>, they can afford to pay it; and if you will follow my +advice, you will get something for us; the Emperor cannot find fault if honest +folks think now and then of their own pockets!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The challenge of the sentinel interrupted him, and the +soldiers left the porch and drew up in front of the tower.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is that you say about merchants?" said Dietho, glancing +sharply at the strangers. "These are no merchants, but a troop of armed men."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pshaw!" continued the first speaker, as he looked again. +"There are only six,--two before and four behind; for I don't count those in the +middle. It is only some of those lazy Genoese. And we are twelve here, and +pretty determined fellows too! Now, Dietho, don't forget to lay it on heavily!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"We will lay it on heavily," said another; "for since +yesterday we have had no luck at all."</p> + +<p class="normal">Dietho, who wore the purse at his girdle as a sign that it was +he who received the tolls, carefully examined the travellers, but he seemed +discontented, and shook his head.</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is nothing to be made here; these people advance too +boldly. I believe they are Germans."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, and what of that," said the warder, who had descended +from the tower. "No one passes here gratis."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do you say, Dietho? Do you think a piece of gold each +for the gentlefolks, and two silver pennies for the servants, would be enough?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Dietho shrugged his shoulders.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It would be enough," he said; "but I fear they will refuse to +pay it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then we will force them!" cried several of the soldiers, +brandishing their pikes. "A piece of gold for each gentleman, and two pence a +piece for the servants, is little enough!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg had left Hermengarde's side, and at the head of his +little troop rode forward to ascertain if Bonello's complaints were really well +founded. As he approached, his noble bearing and costly armor, with the splendid +horse which he rode, gave a high idea of his importance to the men-at-arms.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Look how his gilded helmet shines," said they, "and mark the +gold on his spurs and his baldric; he is certainly a count, at least; or, +mayhap, the son of some duke!--Oh! that fellow can pay, Dietho; ask at least +three gold pieces!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg continued to advance towards the closed town, whose +guardians made no movement towards opening the passage.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Take down the barrier, and allow me to pass," he said, +politely.</p> + +<p class="normal">"One moment, noble sir!--Don't you perceive that the Imperial +banner floats above the tower? There is a toll to pay. Frederic would find it a +hard matter to keep up his army if his taxes were not paid up! Besides, his +Hungarian Archers need their wages. In short, the times are hard and the toll +dear!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count was provoked at the observations thus made, for they +were of a nature to incense the Italians, and render the Emperor still more +unpopular among them. However, he mastered his anger, and asked what there was +to pay.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Four gold pieces!" cried a voice, for Dietho hesitated.</p> + +<p class="normal">"All right, you hear, four gold pieces, on account of the hard +times," added Dietho. "The lady and her companion will also pay eight more, and +each servant two pence, in all twelve gold pieces and twelve pennies! Little +enough, too, if you but think what an army Frederic is organizing at present."</p> + +<p class="normal">"As well as I remember," said Erwin, "the legal toll is a +penny for each person. By what right do you raise it a hundredfold?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I told you once already," replied Dietho;--"it is because the +times are hard."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Besides, we are not here to give explanations to milk-sops," +said a voice from within. "Pay, or leave the bridge!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Miserable hound! do you dare to speak thus to a knight?" +cried Erwin, passionately. "Here are your twelve pennies; now clear the way!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The varlets may pass," said Dietho, coolly pocketing the +money; "but for the others to cross this beautiful bridge, which has cost so +much money to build, there are just twelve pieces too few!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you do not do your duty at once," said the knight, laying +his hand on his sword, "I will compel you."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this, the guard burst into a loud laugh of derision.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Come on then," they cried; "if that is your game, we will +give you a lesson in arithmetic."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg was disposed to force the passage, but Bonello +hastened to interfere.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have no difficulty with those people," he cried; "I will pay +what they ask!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No! you shall not," said the Count. "This robbery of +travellers, in the name of the Emperor, is a crime which must not go unpunished. +Leave me; it is a meritorious action to chastise such scoundrels!"</p> + +<p class="normal">All at once Herman appeared; he had overheard the quarrel, and +now came to give assistance to his men.</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin lowered his visor, for the prefect knew him, and the +young man wished to be positive of his complicity.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the matter?" asked Herman.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is fortunate that you are here, my lord," replied Dietho. +"This young man has been threatening to use his sword against us because we +would not allow his whole party to cross for twelve paltry pennies."</p> + +<p class="normal">"For twelve pennies!--You and your retinue!--You could not +have seriously thought it," said Herman to the Count.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Twelve pennies are just the legal tax, for we are but nine +persons in all."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah!" said the prefect; "perhaps you mean to teach me my duty, +and what I have the right to ask?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The law has fixed the tariff sufficiently."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Has it, indeed! Dietho, what did you charge this gentleman?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Twelve pieces of gold for the three nobles, and twelve +pennies for the servants.--Pardon me if my demand was too moderate."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It was, indeed, too moderate," cried Herman, glancing towards +Bonello.--"You traitors have compelled the Emperor to cross the Alps, and now, +if I am to judge by your lowered visor, you wish to force the bridge!--Very +well, come on. We are ready for you!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count, at last fully convinced that the Governor was as +guilty as his soldiers, raised his visor, and showed his face flushed with +anger.</p> + +<p class="normal">Herman was thunderstruck, and could scarcely falter out,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, my dear Count, pardon! I crave you a thousand pardons! It +is all a mistake,--but who could have supposed for a moment--?"</p> + +<p class="normal">But the more he endeavored to apologize for his villainy, the +more embarrassed he became. The soldiers, meanwhile, perceiving the sudden +change in their master's demeanor, hastened to remove the barrier.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is not my place to pardon," said Rechberg; "you must +explain your gross abuse of authority to His Majesty, who shall be acquainted +with everything."</p> + +<p class="normal">He turned abruptly, and crossed the bridge with his +companions.</p> + +<p class="normal">The prefect tore his hair with impotent despair as he saw the +troop file past him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"To behave thus to the Emperor's favorite! What a dreadful +misfortune!" he cried. "Comrades, make no excuses, no recriminations! I would +not care for the complaints of Italy. Frederic would credit nothing which was +denied by an honest German. But this Erwin of Rechberg!--Oh, if I could atone +for this stupid mistake!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The travellers soon after reached a convent, whose reputation +for hospitality was widely spread; for, in that century, the monasteries were +the best, and indeed, almost the only hostelries.</p> + +<p class="normal">After a brief rest they resumed their journey, and it was near +nightfall when they entered a deep and narrow Alpine valley, through which they +were obliged to pass.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We are very near Castellamare," said Bonello, "and but for +the windings of the road, should already have perceived the castle!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is a magnificent country, my lord!" said Erwin, admiring +the bold and wild landscape.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is almost the same as far as the shore," resumed Guido. +"The valley gradually narrows into a defile overhung with immense masses of +rock, and when we leave it, the wide expanse of the sea bursts, unexpectedly, +upon the traveller's gaze."</p> + +<p class="normal">The road narrowed visibly. The setting sun gilded the Alpine +summits, and long, dark shadows darkened the lower slopes. At a turn of the +road, the sunlight flashed brightly upon them, and Erwin, raising his dazzled +eyes, beheld the fortress of Castellamare standing out from the giant boulders +in bold relief.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a magnificent spectacle!" exclaimed Rechberg. "I have +never seen a castle in a better or more commanding position!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Following, for a short time, a steep mountain-path, they drew +up before a gateway, hollowed in the solid rock, and soon after entered the +fortress of Castellamare.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>CASTELLAMARE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg's visit to Castellamare opened to him a future +replete with new hopes and desires and fond aspirations. He resolved to study +attentively the character of his young hostess; and, if the examination proved +favorable, to demand her father's consent to their marriage. But he experienced +a cruel uncertainty, when he reflected upon the possible opposition of the +Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">On her part, the young girl made no secret of her gratitude to +the Count. The memory of his kindness to her father rendered her cordiality +perfectly natural.</p> + +<p class="normal">Her attentions to Erwin were delicately prompted by a wish to +make his visit as agreeable as possible. With a keen appreciation of the +beauties of nature, she knew how to select the fairest landscapes, and would +point out to her guest all the most brilliant effects of light and shade among +the lofty crags.</p> + +<p class="normal">After a week had passed in amusements of this kind, on their +return from a neighboring excursion, Hermengarde and the Count found the +court-yard filled with horses and men-at-arms fraternizing, cordially, with her +father's retainers. Evidently some persons of importance had arrived, but the +appearance of their steeds denoted that the visit was to be a brief one.</p> + +<p class="normal">As they crossed the court, Hermengarde remarked a familiar +face among the troopers; the man looked up, and, putting down the goblet from +which he was drinking, approached with a respectful bow. She at once recognized +Cocco Griffi, whom she had known as a confidential servant of the Milanese +consul Gherardo Nigri, in whose palace he was often intrusted with many +important duties.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is that you, Griffi?" she asked. "Whence come you?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"From Milan."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And whose suite is this?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It belongs to our noble Consul Gherardo Nigri--your old +friend,--if I may still venture to call him so?" added Griffi, seeing +Hermengarde's expression change.</p> + +<p class="normal">A marriage between herself and Pietro had long been projected +by the heads of the two families; but, in spite of her father's anxiety for +their union, it was repugnant to her, and she hurriedly retired to her own +apartments, with a heavy heart. Still, for the present, the businesslike +appearance of the little troop seemed a guarantee against the realization of her +fears.</p> + +<p class="normal">Gherardo Nigri, the leading spirit of the Milanese Republic, +had been hastily recalled from Genoa, where he had been for some time +negotiating an alliance, offensive and defensive, between the two cities. The +report of the immediate advance of the Emperor's powerful army greatly +discouraged him; for, fully penetrating Barbarossa's designs, he foresaw, in a +not far distant future, the fall, and perhaps the total destruction, of his +proud city. Similar fears agitated all those who had accompanied him to +Castellamare. Among them was one, in ecclesiastical costume, whose exterior +indicated a personage of importance. This was Galdini Sala, Archdeacon of the +Cathedral, and destined, as Archbishop of Milan, afterwards to play an important +part in the history of his country. By nature taciturn and reflective,--his eyes +usually downcast,--Sala became animated and bold whenever it became necessary to +assert the rights of the Church, which alone could resist human passion and the +encroachments of Imperial despotism. Consequently, Galdini's opposition to +Barbarossa was more than violent.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The circumstances are most serious," said Bonello; "but we +must not forget that God alone is the arbiter of human destiny. Barbarossa seeks +to unite in his own person the spiritual and the temporal power; but we have +seen others, as bold and powerful as he, fail in the like attempt."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right," replied Gherardo; "no power can subdue the +Church. The papacy is eternal,--as immovable as the rock on which it is built, +and which, God has promised, shall endure forever. But, alas! dear Guido, what +fearful disasters must result from the strife which is now preparing!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It would be easy to prove," said Galdini Sala, "that the +Church has never had an enemy so dangerous to her peace as this same Barbarossa. +From the times of Nero until the conversion of Constantine, the bloody tyrants +strove only to tear away her members. Frederic does not tear away; he stifles! +his deadly work is the more dangerous, that it is wrought in silence. The Pagans +would have overthrown Christianity, in order to prevent their own conversion; +but this despot seeks to destroy the order of things which has existed for +centuries. The Roman Emperors sought to protect and save their own paganism. +Frederic would subvert the Christian world, in order to build up, upon its +ruins, his own Imperial omnipotence."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am not well versed in history," said Count Biandrate, a +secret partisan of Barbarossa; "but I know of other emperors who were decidedly +hostile to the Papacy: Henry IV. for example."</p> + +<p class="normal">"True," replied Sala; "but the Church has saved the world from +destruction. The military operations of Henry IV. against her were terrible; his +hatred for the Papacy, beyond all bounds; but Barbarossa is still more to be +feared. In him you see none of that cruelty which marked Henry's conduct; on the +contrary, he appears frank, and generous, and brave, and he well knows how to +surround himself with all that can flatter the eyes. So far, he has not attacked +the Pope, sword in hand; but he holds his nets ready to throw over Spain and +England, Germany and France, in order to ensnare all Christendom in his baneful +schism. It is to this end that he never ceases to proclaim his regret for the +sorrows of the Holy Church, and his great desire for the acknowledgment of the +legitimate Pope, and the downfall of heresy. All hypocrisy, diabolical +equivocation!" cried Sala, angrily; "it is he himself who has caused the schism; +it is he who has wounded the unity of the Church, in order the more easily to +destroy her. He seeks to control everything,--to become the master of the +Universe,--and will brook neither a superior nor an equal!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your words, my lord Archdeacon, are harrowing, but they are +not exaggerated," said Nigri. "And it is the more to be regretted that many +refuse to see their peril. Genoa, through jealousy of Milan, is wilfully blind +and will not reflect that the time may come, when she too will feel the yoke. +Barbarossa is skilful in taking advantage of these dissensions between us +Lombards. His policy is to destroy, one by one, our cities; so that Italy may +count none but insignificant villages, submissive to his Imperial supremacy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"According to my belief," said Guido, "I repeat what I have +already declared:--God alone holds the destinies of the world in his power. What +Barbarossa tries now, many others have attempted, but the efforts of all have +proved abortive; Frederic will not be more successful. Then, dear friends, trust +in God, and do your duty; the rest will come in good time."</p> + +<p class="normal">At these words he raised his goblet, the others imitated his +example; but in spite of his efforts, the meeting was disheartened and +depressed, and shortly after the consul observed that it was time to think of +their journey.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have no time to lose," said he, "for there is much to be +done in Milan; it will be hard enough to resist the attack."</p> + +<p class="normal">They mounted to return to the city, and Bonello watched from +the window, the little troop as it wound through the valley.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Farewell, dear Gherardo," said he sadly; "perhaps this has +been our last meeting! How gladly they hasten to shed their hearts' blood for +their liberty, their Church, and their country! while I, unhappy wretch! am +doomed by my promise, to sloth and inaction!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The cavalcade disappeared from his gaze, and he reentered the +family room, when Count Rechberg communicated his intention of leaving the +castle on the following day.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why this haste, Count?" said Guido. "I trust that you have +had no cause to regret your visit?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! by no means, but I must go. The Emperor granted me only +eight days' leave of absence, and I must not exceed them."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have no cause for such haste," resumed the Lombard, +sadly. "Milan is well supplied with everything, and her fortifications are +strong. Months may elapse before Barbarossa can take the city."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor's will is energetic," replied Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! I well know that iron will!" said Guido. "Frederic will +destroy the works, and reduce the citadel by famine; but still before this +happens, many weary days will pass. Some months hence, you will still be in time +for the fighting. Stay with us. We will go to Genoa together, and look upon the +wonders of that proud city; we will visit her churches, her magnificent palaces, +her dock-yards, and her fleet; there is much there to repay you for the journey, +and, if you wish it, we can cross over to Corsica."</p> + +<p class="normal">But nothing could influence the youth's resolve, although it +was with deep regret that he left Bonello and his daughter; both of whom +reiterated their warmest thanks.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Permit me, dear Count, to offer you a trifling souvenir," +said the lord of the castle, drawing a heavy gold chain from a casket. "Wear +this in remembrance of me, and may our friendship ever remain as pure and true +as this noble metal! Have you nothing, Hermengarde, to give to our worthy +friend?"</p> + +<p class="normal">At these words, the young girl took from one of her +waiting-women a richly chiselled cup of gold, on whose cover was sculptured St. +George trampling upon the Dragon.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Deign to accept this slight mark of our friendship and +gratitude!" said she.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I trust, my dear Count, that we shall meet again ere long," +added Guido. "Milan is not far distant, and an excursion to our mountains will +break the monotony of your camp-life."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will gladly avail myself on every possible occasion of your +invitation," answered Rechberg. "Farewell, dear Bonello; God keep you, noble +lady!"</p> + +<p class="normal">And as she extended him her hand, he knelt and kissed it.</p> + +<p class="normal">Guido accompanied his guest to the court-yard, and in a few +moments, the hoofs of the knight's charger were ringing upon the drawbridge of +the castle.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XIV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE SIEGE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Erwin was soon able to realize the devastations committed by +the Emperor's army. In the place of smiling hamlets and rich villas, nothing +could be seen but smoking ruins; the fruit-trees had been uprooted, the vines +pulled up, the crops laid waste. Here and there were the bodies of peasants +swinging from the trees, the ground was strewed with booty abandoned carelessly +by the marauders. The plain once so green and smiling, appeared as sad and +barren as a Russian steppe.</p> + +<p class="normal">This desolation afflicted. Erwin painfully, and he rode +rapidly forward to escape the mournful spectacle. Soon could be seen the tents +of the Imperial camp, with the varied standards floating proudly above the sharp +roofs of the canvas city. The vague hum of the multitude was mingled with the +clang of arms and the strains of martial music, and the noise of the workmen in +the trenches. From the elevated point on which he stood, Erwin could distinguish +the beleaguered city with its mighty walls above which towered the brilliant +edifices and lofty turrets. As he gazed with admiration upon the town, Rechberg +could not but experience a feeling of sorrow at the thought that all this +greatness and power was doomed to destruction. After a short ride he found +himself in the interior of the camp, where it was easy to perceive that he was +almost entirely surrounded by the Italian contingents.</p> + +<p class="normal">The complete investment of the city was impossible, and +Frederic, in consequence, had established four distinct attacks, surrounded by +strong palisades and deep ditches as a protection to the sorties of the +besieged. Although, at intervals of distance, the camps commanded all the +avenues of approach, and it was impossible for the garrison to receive any +supplies or reinforcements, or hold any communication with the exterior. As it +had been decided to reduce the place by famine, a rigid blockade was enforced, +and the different leaders were relieved from the necessity of constructing any +of those clumsy machines, under cover of which in those days the assaults upon +the works were conducted. However, Henry the Lion had ordered the building of an +immense tower whose proportions excited general astonishment. It was upon +wheels, six stories in height, and could accommodate beneath it a thousand +soldiers. The upper part was narrower and provided with doors, through which the +garrison could pass, by means of temporary bridges, on to the walls of the city. +Sorties from the town were of almost daily occurrence, and the personal hatred +of the combatants gave to these engagements a most sanguinary character. Whilst +the Italians were engaged in this work of mutual self-destruction, Frederic was +preparing to submit them all to his Imperial sway.</p> + +<p class="normal">While the besieged were ready to suffer every extremity in +defence of their sacred rights, the greatest agitation reigned in the camp of +the Italian auxiliaries. Sworn enemies, for years detesting each other, they +were now compelled to live in the forced proximity of a narrow camp. Leagued +together by their common hatred for Milan, the old leaven still, at times, broke +out into open violence, and it required the most stern and almost cruel severity +of the Emperor to preserve anything like order among them. Frederic had learned, +by experience, that fear was the only master whom they would obey.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg perceived an immense crowd of strangers pressing +towards the vast open space in the middle of the encampment. Jousts and military +games were, in that age, so much the fashion, that, even under the walls of a +beleaguered town, a place was set apart for the purpose. But on this occasion it +seemed as though the crowd's attraction had another motive than mere amusement. +Frederic's banner floated in the air, and the Imperial eagle fluttered bold and +haughty above the multitude. On horseback, in the midst, stood a herald in a +scarlet tabard and with a silver-mounted truncheon in his hand, and immediately +behind him, a man, who, in a few weeks' time, had become the terror of the +Italians. It was Hesso, the chief of the Imperial police, surrounded by his men +fully armed. He glared fiercely upon the crowd.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What does that blood-thirsty dog want here?" was muttered on +all sides. "See how he is looking for some new victims! the poor devils whom he +hung this morning are hardly cold, before he wants to begin again!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Although Hesso could not understand their words, he could read +their thoughts.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You hate and fear me, do you!--Ah well! there's no love lost +between us," he growled, with a still fiercer expression in his eyes.</p> + +<p class="normal">The loud blast of the trumpets resounded, and the herald +commanded silence. Thousands awaited with trembling anxiety. The man of the +scarlet tabard made another sign; but still the dull murmur went on unceasingly; +he raised his truncheon, and when, after many efforts, silence had been +enforced, he proclaimed, in a clear and distinct voice, the wishes of the +Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In the name of our sovereign liege, listen to the punishments +to be enforced against all evil-doers. All fighting in the camp is strictly +forbidden. Should the offender be a knight, his arms will be taken from him, and +he will be expelled from the army. If he is a varlet, he will be flogged, his +head shaved, and his shoulder marked with a red-hot iron, unless his master +redeems him by the payment of fifty pennies."</p> + +<p class="normal">The herald paused to give his hearers time for reflection. The +first article had produced a bad effect upon the Italians, who were accustomed +to great license in respect to their personal quarrels, and on all sides black +and angry glances were exchanged.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Flogged, shaved, and marked with a hot iron, for that +trifle!" said the crowd. "It is too severe!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you hear that, Migleo?" said a voice. "He values us at +fifty pennies a piece--it's absurd!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The herald again commanded silence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If any one wounds a soldier, he shall lose his hand; whoever +kills one shall be decapitated!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I say, Migleo, what would you look like, with a shaved head?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Don't you think, Robbio, that in the course of a fortnight, +the most of us will have neither heads nor hands? For my part, it is as +impossible for me to keep my hands off a Pavian, as it is to meet a chicken +without wringing its neck?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And I can't look at a Novara man, without wanting to spit in +his face," said a Pavian, who stood by; and it was with difficulty the two were +kept from fighting, even under the eyes of Hesso himself.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Silence, fools!" said Robbio; "do you want to get into the +executioner's clutches, already?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"For the first theft, a varlet shall be flogged, shaved, and +marked with the iron; for the second, he shall be hanged!" added the herald.</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is one omission in the law about theft," said a voice. +"It is forbidden to the varlets to rob, but there is nothing said about the +masters. What would happen if the offender were a count, a duke, or a king?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Silence," cried another voice, whose piercing tone bore a +great resemblance to that of the jester Lanzo. "Don't you know that the nobles +never steal? they merely indulge their illustrious desires!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whoever shall hold any communication with the Cardinal +Roland, falsely styling himself Pope Alexander III., shall be put under the ban +of the Emperor; it is permitted to kill him wherever found!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you hear that? to pillage is not to steal; the Emperor can +permit anything."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Alexander is the true Pope; Victor is the anti-Pope; is that +not so, comrades?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly. Long live Alexander!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whoever shall obtain supplies for the Milanese, shall lose +his hand; the informer shall be rewarded."</p> + +<p class="normal">This last article, although the most barbarous, met with +general approval among the Italians, who only found fault with the punishment as +being too mild. They forgot the iron yoke under which Frederic kept them, to +remember only their hatred for their detested rival Milan.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Long live the Emperor! Down with Milan! Death and destruction +to the Milanese!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The trumpets again sounded, and while the soldiers gave free +vent to the expression of their hatred, the herald and his escort left the +ground.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg had listened to the proclamation, and would have +pursued his journey, but the dense crowd forced him to remain and hear the +imprecations lavished upon the Emperor, as soon as Hesso was out of sight.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Laugh on!" thought the young man. "You may laugh as much as +you please, but you will not be able to violate those orders with impunity."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment, two asses' ears ornamented with bells, +approached the Count. Lanzo, with a good deal of difficulty, had elbowed his way +through the crowd, and had gained a neighboring spur-post, where he climbed up, +and then sprang, with the agility of a monkey, upon the Count's stirrup; a +moment after, he was behind his saddle. The crowd laughed and applauded the +jester's activity, and Rechberg allowed him to retain his seat, for he saw +nothing impertinent in the proceeding of the fool, whose loyalty he esteemed, +and whose jests would serve to amuse him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whence come you, Lanzo?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"From the fulfilment of my duty, noble Count."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; but how?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"How? I have only just discovered it; I had no positive end in +view, until now. But I perceive, my lord, that your mission is of vast +importance. The Emperor, the Pope, and the kings, are very insignificant +personages compared with you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And why so, Lanzo?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because you have the court-fool behind you!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"But I cannot see in that an omen of greatness."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, I will explain, if you will only try to understand me!" +said the jester. "I will begin with the Pope, that is, providing Victor be +really the Pope,--a matter, about which some quite sensible people begin to +doubt. For the last two years, Barbarossa has been holding council upon council, +and yet all of them together have not succeeded in proving that Victor is the +Pope. This establishes clearly, either that Victor is a fool, or else that he is +a puppet of the Emperor, since he is so ready to accept what Alexander refuses. +If he had any brains, he would know that an honest monk is better that what he +is."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have a bad tongue, Lanzo."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Possibly! But you will see that it tells the truth. Then we +have the king of England and the king of France. They are fools too. I made the +reflection when I saw their ambassadors kneel before the Emperor. If they had +brains, they would guess that Frederic means to catch them all, one after the +other, in his nets."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are a statesman of wonderful foresight, Lanzo!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Of course I am; my ears show that;--and then, the Emperor is +as mad as the others.--But, I forgot.--Ah! after all I cannot see that there is +much harm in having a madman for one's godfather! If Frederic were wise, he +would not try to conquer the world. He is getting ready to swallow Milan, the +head of Italy. After the head, the rest will come easily enough; but it is a +food not easily digested. The earth belongs to God, and not to the Emperor, and +one of these days Frederic's madness will draw upon himself the wrath of an +avenging God."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well spoken, Lanzo! you ought to be a member of the Emperor's +Council."</p> + +<p class="normal">"God preserve me from it! my honesty would be exposed to too +sore temptations.--But I see in the steel of your helmet a little sprite which +mocks at me. My argument has a weak point, then?--Tell me, where did you get +that splendid gold chain?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why do you ask me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Answer me first."</p> + +<p class="normal">"From the knight Bonello,--him whose cause you espoused so +warmly."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Tell me, my lord, how did it happen that you became so deeply +interested in this traitor's misfortunes? All the camp was astonished at the +boldness with which you braved the Emperor's displeasure. No one but you would +have risked his sovereign's anger to save a traitor's life. Was it craft on your +part, or wisdom?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"How dare you ask such questions? Is it not our duty to aid +all who are unfortunate?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well answered! But the sprite in your helmet is mocking at me +again, I fear you have not told me all the truth. When you pleaded Bonello's +cause, had you no other motive than pity?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! I have a little intelligence sometimes!--Bonello has a +daughter!--Some men of sense saw her without being dazzled--that is, another +species of madness! I would ask some more questions, if I were not afraid that +your steel scabbard might make an intimate acquaintance with my back."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still, you are not going to stop there?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly not, if I may go on!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Go on, then!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well," said the little man, "your heightened color confirms +what I had already more than half guessed! But have you reflected on what you +are, and what this girl is? I am afraid, in this, you have acted +inconsiderately. Go to your godfather, and ask him permission to marry the +daughter of ----, a traitor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin's countenance changed.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah, how pale you become!" said Lanzo. "You see, dear Count, +wise men should always look to the issue of their projects. But don't be +down-hearted; this Lombard angel is still only a child, and, in a few years' +time, things may change a good deal." And he sprang to the ground.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are not leaving me thus, Lanzo? Methinks, a light +collation, with me, in the Imperial tent, should not be refused."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Many thanks, Count! Believe me, there are other things to be +done in Barbarossa's tent, besides giving lodgings to a poor devil."</p> + +<p class="normal">And Lanzo turned boldly to the pavilion of Henry, the Lion.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE ANTI-POPE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Although Lanzo was merely the Duke of Saxony's buffoon, the +Count could not but feel very uneasy, as he thought of their late conversation. +The allusions to his intimacy with Bonello annoyed him, and he felt surprised to +think that hitherto he had been blind to all the difficulties in which his +position as godson to the Emperor had involved him. For it was highly probable +that Barbarossa would refuse his consent to any alliance between him and the +family of Bonello.</p> + +<p class="normal">Under the influence of these reflections, Rechberg proceeded +through the camp, without at first remarking the extraordinary calm which +pervaded everything. The deserted streets and empty tents seemed to indicate +that the troops were on some expedition, but when he approached the tent, or +rather the palace of the Emperor, he saw on each side of the road both knights +and men-at-arms drawn up in order of battle. Frederic's tent and all those in +its vicinity were decked with flowers and ornamented with rich carpets, and +Erwin soon learned that it was for the solemn reception of the pretended Pope +Victor, whose entrance into the camp was already heralded by a full flourish of +trumpets.</p> + +<p class="normal">In the eyes of the young Count, Victor was merely an +illustrious and important personage, for he could not admit his claims to the +Papal throne, which, of right, belonged to Alexander III. He knew Victor's +irresolute character, and as his very appearance was disagreeable to him, he +decided not to present himself to the Emperor until after the ceremonies of the +reception were concluded.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor had taken infinite pains to receive his Pope with +becoming pomp; not because he wished to honor the head of the Church, but +because he thought it expedient to give as much importance to the man whom he +considered necessary to the accomplishment of his own projects, and with this +view all the actions of the Emperor manifested a profound respect for the Head +of the Church. He rode on his left hand, a little to the rear, as though he did +not presume to put himself on an equality with the chief of Christendom. +Barbarossa wore a scarlet doublet, over which was thrown the Imperial mantle, +clasped with gold links and silver crescents. On his head was the crown, and in +his hand the sceptre. His face was dignified and composed, and as they neared +the camp and the crowd could judge better of his movements, he was more +demonstrative in his attentions to the Anti-Pope; whose hand never ceased from +blessing the bystanders.</p> + +<p class="normal">Victor's tall stature, his bearing, and even his costume, were +rather those of a temporal prince than those of a spiritual shepherd. Over his +shoulders hung a scarlet robe, richly embroidered in gold, and on his long +curling looks was placed the triple crown of Rome; his features reflected the +pride and arrogance of his disposition.</p> + +<p class="normal">Immediately after the Emperor rode Henry the Lion, the Dukes +of Austria, of Bohemia, and of Rottemburg, and the Landgrave of Thuringen, +followed by a brilliant array of princes and nobles. The escort was preceded by +the military band, which marched, with a flourish of trumpets, about a hundred +yards in advance of the Pope. But, although on all sides there were soldiers and +martial standards, there was no religious display, no religious banners or +chants; not even a cross was to be seen; for Victor's entry to the camp showed +plainly that he was but a creature of the Emperor, from whom he derived all his +pomp and greatness.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic dismounted before his tent, and following an ancient +custom, came forward respectfully, to hold the Pope's stirrup. But here the +Cardinal Octavian, for such was his real title, showed an utter want of tact. +Affecting to be deeply engaged in conversation with his immediate attendants, he +permitted the Emperor to remain too long in his humiliating posture.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic colored up with anger and mortification, while his +Chancellor smiled with inward satisfaction. Rinaldo had long advised the +discontinuance of this idle and useless ceremony, but the Emperor, with more +foresight than his minister, judged that the moment was not yet ripe for the +abolition of a custom which seemed to establish the supremacy of the chief of +Christendom.</p> + +<p class="normal">At last Octavian dismounted; he took the monarch in his arms +and gave him the kiss of peace, and then, turning towards the assembled +multitude, he gave them his benediction, and entered the Imperial tent.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XVI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE EMPEROR'S SLAVE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The first service which Barbarossa exacted of Victor, was the +solemn excommunication of Alexander III., and his partisans, in presence of the +army, and in front of the walls of Milan. A few days after his arrival at the +Camp, an immense tribune, draped with black cloth, and provided with numerous +seats, was erected at a safe distance from the city. In the centre was an +elevated platform, and behind this a throne for the Emperor, whence he could +communicate his desires to the various speakers. Thousands of soldiers from all +parts of the Camp surrounded the tribune, and a crowd of curious spectators +lined the towers and walls of the city.</p> + +<p class="normal">At the appointed hour, the Emperor, the nobles, the false +Pope, and the prelates, ascended the platform and took seats according to their +respective rank. Alberic, the Pope's chaplain, first, in a noisy harangue, +explained the object of the assembly. He denounced Alexander and his adherents +as heretics, and extolled Victor as the legitimate Pope.</p> + +<p class="normal">Lighted tapers were then handed to the nobles and the clergy; +and Octavian, mounting the pulpit, began to recite, in a voice trembling with +passion, the usual lengthy formula of excommunication, at the close of which, as +the sentence of malediction was thundered out, the Emperor, nobles, and clergy +extinguished their candles.</p> + +<p class="normal">This solemn farce, enacted by Frederic's orders, in the +immediate vicinity of a city whose inhabitants were enthusiastic partisans of +the cause of Alexander, was received by the Milanese with shouts of derision; +and scarcely had the anathema been uttered when a speaking-trumpet was heard +upon the walls.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Octavian," it cried, "wrongfully surnamed Victor, slave of +the Emperor, we scorn your maledictions.--Heaven blesses whom you curse, and +curses whom you bless!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Few of the soldiers present had ever before heard a +speaking-trumpet, and these words seemed supernatural, while the distant echo +gave credence to the speedy realization of the prophecy. But Frederic, more +enlightened, skilfully parried the blow, and aware of a report which had been +circulated latterly, that an angel had descended from heaven to curse Victor and +his partisans, he looked on in scornful silence, while the crowd broke out in +clamorous surprise.</p> + +<p class="normal">Suddenly a straw effigy of the Pope, crowned with rags, with a +paper mitre on its head, and a scroll with the inscription, in large letters, of +"Pope Victor" in its hand, was hurled from the walls by a catapult, and fell +close to Octavian's feet, while, amid a burst of contemptuous laughter, the +voice again shouted through the trumpet, "Straw Pope! Straw Pope!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Octavian was thunderstruck, and stood gazing with a wild stare +upon the effigy, and his face assumed an expression so ridiculously stupid, that +Rinaldo and the bystanders, remarking the absurd resemblance between it and the +figure, could with difficulty restrain their mirth.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic reflected grimly for a moment, but soon found means +to turn this incident to profit.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Resume your seat!" he said to Victor, and then rising with +the fierce and decided manner which so well became him, he commanded silence. +Even Rinaldo's face wore a serious expression, and all awaited, breathlessly, +the monarch's harangue.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What means all this? What seeks Milan with these sinful +mockeries? Will that accursed city never respect anything? She turns into +ridicule even the holy symbols of spiritual power; she mocks at the legitimate +Head of the Church; and that her insults may be the better heard, a miserable +speaking-trumpet cries them from the walls! Remember the tyranny which reigns in +Milan, think of the destruction of Lodi and the misfortunes of Como; think of +all those things, and then tell me if that city does not merit destruction!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic ceased, but his words had produced the desired +effect.</p> + +<p class="normal">"She deserves her fate!" cried, eagerly, the soldiers of Lodi +and Como who were present; "she deserves her fate; down with Milan!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, she deserves it," resumed the Emperor, "and this time we +ourselves will execute the decrees of justice!" He paused, and raising his hand +to his brow, took off the crown. Then, his eyes raised to heaven, and his right +hand extended, he cried, with a loud voice,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"I, Frederic of Hohenstauffen, king of the Germans and Emperor +of Rome, do swear before Almighty God and the ever blessed Virgin Mary, by the +holy Apostles Peter and Paul, and all the Saints of Paradise, that this crown +will no more grace my brow until the city of Milan shall have been destroyed in +chastisement for her crimes!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor made the sign of the cross, and delivered the +diadem into the keeping of the Imperial Chancellor.</p> + +<p class="normal">This solemn oath electrified the Italians.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Long live the Emperor!" shouted a thousand voices. "Long live +the Emperor! Down with Milan!"</p> + +<p class="normal">In the midst of the applause, Barbarossa, well satisfied with +the result of his harangue, left the tribune, followed by his nobles. Meanwhile +Victor, who had returned to his tent, gave free vent to his anger, and while +Alberic was divesting him of his mantle, shook his head with most unequivocal +marks of resentment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Straw pope!" he exclaimed; "straw pope! the wretches, to +compare me, the legitimate Head of the Church, to a man of straw!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is most infamous!" replied the chaplain; "it merits the +vengeance of heaven."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Patience, the Milanese will pay dearly for their insolence. +It needed but this to fill the cup of Imperial anger. This city must be +destroyed and levelled with the earth. Henceforth whoever dares to intercede for +this new Nineveh, is the foe of the Church, of the Pope, and of the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And the speaking-trumpet," added Alberic; "that abominable +speaking-trumpet!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"True, I had almost forgotten that," replied Victor. "What was +it they called me? Straw Pope!--the villains! I am the true Pope, both by the +choice of the people and Imperial sanction. Yes, of course I am," he repeated, +as though wishing to persuade himself that it really was so. "Alexander can +never be more than the Cardinal Roland, for he was neither elected by the people +nor confirmed by the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most certainly, there is no doubt of the fact," added +Alberic, quickly, for he knew Victor's anxiety in the matter.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But what was it they really called me?--I think I heard the +words 'Slave of the Emperor'!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"That was what they said," my lord. "It was a ridiculous +epithet, for you, who seek to defend the prerogatives of the Church, can be +slave to no one."</p> + +<p class="normal">These words were bitterly ironical, for Octavian remembered +his base servility to the wishes of his master Barbarossa, and he moved uneasily +upon his chair, as he resumed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"I give to the Emperor what is his by right, and in this I +obey the commands of our Lord; but in all that concerns the Church, I am +inflexible and yield obedience to no earthly power. Have I not often given +proofs of this? Did I not do so only on the day before yesterday, when the +Emperor urged me to pronounce the separation of Henry and Clemence? And did we +not, in virtue of our sacred office, refuse the demand?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I admired your energy, my lord."</p> + +<p class="normal">"There are no excuses, no threats which can decide us to annul +this marriage!" continued Octavian. "If monarchs could, at their pleasure, +divorce their wives, we should have little justice and order. No, by the eternal +salvation of my soul, to which may God be merciful, I will never countenance a +like enormity!"</p> + +<p class="normal">As Victor finished, Rinaldo entered the room. Octavian's +tirade had not escaped the watchful observation of the courtier. Indeed, +although rarely bold enough to resist the Emperor's commands, there were times +when Octavian, either through shame or anger, refused obedience. Like all men of +contracted and timid ideas, he sometimes tried to show proof of energy. +Deploring his position, but without greatness of soul enough to consent to break +his chains and retire to a subordinate capacity, he gave full vent to his +ill-temper against all whom he had no especial cause to fear. Humble and +submissive towards the Emperor and his ministers, he was disdainful and +supercilious to his inferiors.</p> + +<p class="normal">For once, Victor seemed decided to give an evidence of +character. He remained seated, and replied coldly to the salutations of the +Chancellor. But the wily courtier paid no attention to his insolence; and +seating himself quietly, he began,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Before submitting to your Holiness the message intrusted me +by our sovereign lord the Emperor, I desire to offer my sincere regrets for the +grave scandal caused by the Milanese."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The devilful blindness of these Godforsaken people is the +surest proof of our legitimacy," interrupted Victor; "we have therefore no need +either of your commiseration or your sympathy. You will communicate this reply +to the Emperor. We will now examine whether this message, in case it should be a +petition, merits our consideration."</p> + +<p class="normal">It needed all Rinaldo's self-command to remain serious at +Octavian's speech, and particularly at the air with which it was uttered. If +Victor really were what he tried to seem, the Count of Dassel would have had +good reason to be provoked; but as he had known the Pope for many years, his +arrogance only excited a smile, as he answered,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"In this business, I am well aware that the well known wisdom +of your Holiness has no need of my sympathy. I will therefore, as such is your +desire, explain the purport of the Emperor's communication. It concerns the +rupture of the marriage between the Duke of Saxony and his wife Clemence."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have already expressed our opinions decidedly on that +point," replied Octavian.</p> + +<p class="normal">"True, a few days ago," said Rinaldo; "but at present His +Majesty desires to terminate the matter without delay, and requests you to +appoint a time when the divorce shall be solemnly pronounced in public."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Must I then repeat what I have already said?" replied Victor, +with surprise. "The marriage is legal, and cannot be annulled. The question of +consanguinity is, by no means, clearly established, and the degree is too +remote."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nevertheless, the Emperor desires the divorce for grave +political reasons," said Rinaldo, quietly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Political reasons! What have we to do with politics?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very true, affairs of state are not your province, still, +your Holiness might have some consideration for the Emperor's wishes."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well, my lord chancellor! you say that the affairs of +state are not our province, and yet in the affairs of the Church we must consult +the Emperor's wishes. If that were so, what position should we occupy? The +Milanese have defined it perfectly: 'the base slave of the Emperor'!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Holiness should remember that you owe everything to the +Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I beg your pardon, my lord chancellor; I hold my power in +virtue of my election by the Cardinals and the people."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Cardinals!" Dassel cried, ironically; "how many of them +voted for you? if I remember rightly, only two. And you speak of the people's +choice? The pagan Jugurtha reproached the Roman people with its corruption; yet, +without the rich bribes paid by your friends, even that venal people would not +have pronounced in your favor."</p> + +<p class="normal">Octavian colored violently at the insult.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have no wish to wound your Holiness," continued Dassel, +"but simply to warn you against any feelings of ingratitude to the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Admitting what you have said to be true, was not our election +ratified by four plenary councils?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Four plenary councils!" sneered Rinaldo. "There should have +been four, but the Emperor has never been able to bring the Bishops together. +You should know of what value is a plenary council where there are no Bishops! +But let me beg you to put an end to this useless discussion. I only wish to +transmit the Emperor's orders and carry back to him your answer."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor's orders! Oh! this is too much, my lord!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; but if you prefer, we will call it the Emperor's +request," said the minister, rising as he spoke; "orders or request, it matters +little! since the Emperor insists upon implicit obedience to the one, as to the +other. Perhaps, upon reflection, you will perceive that your disobedience may +possibly have most disagreeable consequences."</p> + +<p class="normal">"For the love of God! do not leave me," cried the alarmed +Victor. "Only show me how I can, in defiance of my duty and my conscience, annul +a legal marriage? I am always ready to show my obedience to His Majesty; I only +implore him not to insist upon this flagrant violation of divine and +ecclesiastical laws."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have you the power to loose?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; but not the bonds of an indissoluble marriage."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The consanguinity between Henry and Clemence is a valid cause +of divorce. Their genealogical tree shall be submitted for your examination; you +can then conscientiously annul the marriage."</p> + +<p class="normal">Victor was dreadfully embarrassed, and sought in vain an +escape from the dilemma. On the one side, he felt ashamed of his weakness, and +his conscience reproached him bitterly; but on the other, he saw that most +disagreeable consequences would result from his refusal. The tone of the +Chancellor, his gloomy and threatening demeanor, his readiness to leave the +apartment, alarmed Octavian, on whose forehead stood great drops of +perspiration, a striking proof that bad actions are often more painful in their +accomplishment than those dictated by a worthy motive.</p> + +<p class="normal">"May I then announce to the Emperor, that you will obey him?" +resumed Dassel; "or shall I transmit your refusal, so that His Majesty can at +once proclaim the illegality of your claims to the Papal throne?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will obey," faltered Victor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"At last you have come to a wise decision," said the courtier, +whose face immediately resumed its cordial expression. "May I ask when your +Holiness will fulfil your promise?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whenever it may so please the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your visit will be most agreeable to His Majesty," Dassel +resumed. "I have only now to request your Holiness to confer the Episcopal mitre +upon some young man, high in favor with His Majesty, to whom he wishes to offer +this mark of his confidence. He thinks that it would be well for the ceremony to +take place next week, in the Cathedral of Pavia. One of the candidates is the +young Count Biandrate, whose nomination to the Archbishopric of Ravenna was +delayed, owing to some objections on the part of your predecessor, Pope Adrian."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I must confirm His Majesty's choice, and will be at Pavia on +the day mentioned."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor bowed and withdrew. Ashamed and cast down, the +Pope stood motionless, gazing at the door through which Dassel had disappeared. +He seemed scarcely to credit his humiliation, as he murmured,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Aye, I am the Emperor's slave, naught but his miserable, +degraded slave!"</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XVII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>AN EVIL SPIRIT</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">After communicating to Barbarossa, Victor's promise of +obedience, Dassel took his way towards the tent of Henry the Lion, to announce +to the prince the speedy dissolution of his marriage. The Saxon Duke lodged in +the Augustinian convent in front of the city. In spite of the decisions of the +council of war, this cloister had been neither pillaged nor burned, for it stood +in the midst of his camp, and served as his headquarters; and the demand for its +destruction, urged by some of the Italians, had met with a stern refusal.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In the North," he said, "I spare neither time nor money in +building churches and monasteries. Why should I consent to destroy them in the +South? You must understand, once for all, that I will not do violence to my +principles, in order to gratify your hatred for the Milanese."</p> + +<p class="normal">These words put an end to the discussion; the beautiful church +was spared, but the anxious monks were driven to take shelter within the city. +Ever since Henry had begun to entertain seriously the idea of a divorce, he had +lost the air of frankness and good-nature which had formerly characterized him. +He walked with downcast eyes, his brows were knit, his head stooped, and a heavy +burden seemed to oppress his intellect. While Rinaldo urged the divorce, the +Duke remained irresolute; his pride prompted him to the step, but his heart +opposed it. A union of fifteen years had proved the sincere affection and +unalterable fidelity of his wife, who lived only in her husband's love. He could +not call to mind a single unkind word; Clemence, on the contrary, had always +striven to make her husband forget his cares and anxieties. And even now, +although well aware of this scheme for their separation, she never gave +utterance to one murmur or reproach; all her efforts were directed to conceal +her sadness and despair. But his wife's anguish was not unknown to the Duke. He +admired the generous spirit of the noble woman, and it cost him many a +heartache, to feel himself, as it were, compelled to do her such a cruel wrong. +Had the Duchess reproached him with his injustice, the struggle would have been +less difficult, but this mute sorrow, this submissive love disarmed him. It was +in vain that he looked back over years long gone by, he could discover nothing +worthy of dissatisfaction, for each succeeding year since their marriage gave +new proofs of Clemence's affection and fidelity.</p> + +<p class="normal">Sad thoughts filled his mind as he sat beneath an arbor of +clematis in the convent garden. His back leaning against the wall, his limbs +stretched out and his hands clenched upon his breast, his haggard, downcast face +denoted the painful struggle raging within him, which from time to time took +vent in a deep sigh.</p> + +<p class="normal">A child's clear voice awoke him from his mournful revery. At +the end of the grove his wife appeared, leading his little daughter Adelaide by +the hand. As soon as she perceived her father, she ran towards him, but suddenly +stopped at a short distance with an air of indecision and doubt.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, well! little one, come on!" said Henry, forcing a +smile.</p> + +<p class="normal">The child obeyed, but it was plain that she did not feel at +ease, for she looked anxiously towards her mother.</p> + +<p class="normal">Henry seemed annoyed as Clemence seated herself beside him, +but although the noble woman had remarked his grave and troubled expression and +divined its cause, her strong will concealed her sad emotions.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Father, why do you always wear these iron clothes?" said the +child, playing with the rings of his coat of mail.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because it is necessary in time of war, my child. Would you +not like to have one like it? See how it shines and sparkles!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No, father; it is too hard and stiff; I like my mother's +dresses better."</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you were a boy, instead of a little girl, it would please +you more."</p> + +<p class="normal">These words produced a strange effect upon the infant. She +first turned towards Clemence who seemed ready to burst into tears, and then +threw her arms around her father's neck, as if to prevent him reproaching her +mother.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I want to be a boy, father!" said Adelaide, laughing through +her tears.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You do, do you? and what for?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"So that my mother may not cry any more!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nonsense, little chatterbox; why should your mother cry?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh yes, she does cry, and a great deal too; only when you +come, she dries her eyes, and smiles."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke was touched; these artless words from the mouth of +his child contained a reproach which shamed him. Until then, he had never spoken +to his wife of the proposed divorce, and even now, although the opportunity +seemed favorable, he hesitated, for the consciousness of his injustice deprived +him of his courage.</p> + +<p class="normal">Clemence read his thoughts, and a mingling of love for her +husband and pity for his weakness, joined to a faint hope that, even yet, he +might be weaned from his determination, decided her to speak.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Dear Henry," she began, "a wife's duty is to watch and pray, +whenever a danger menaces her lord. I can no longer remain silent in the +presence of the schemers who seek to beguile you. The sinful projects of the +chancellor Rinaldo will destroy your eternal soul. Believe me, no motive can +excuse an evil deed; nothing can make innocent that which the laws of God +forbid. I am ready, if it were possible, to make any sacrifice to your +happiness, even were my heart to break in the attempt!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Tears choked her further utterance; but the Duke well knew +that her words were not an idle speech, but that they were dictated by true and +sincere affection.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why do you allude to this circumstance, so painful to us +both," he said. "There are some things which must be placed even above the +feelings of the heart. On the honor of a knight, Clemence, I look upon you as +the noblest of women, and yet, with me the Guelphic dynasty in the North will +end."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I know the chancellor's famous discovery of our +consanguinity!" replied the Duchess. "Henry, you know that the plea is false. If +our divorce will make you happier, I would submit, without a murmur; but the +certainty that this divorce will imperil your immortal soul, wrings my heart +with anguish. Henry! I implore you, give up this guilty project! Trust to the +future.--Perhaps--perhaps, my days are numbered."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment a horse's hoofs rang on the pavement of the +outer court, and almost immediately Rinaldo stood before the arbor. Clemence +rose hastily; although pale and trembling, her tears had ceased, and she gazed +upon the chancellor with a look of horror. Slowly leaving with her child the +presence of her husband, she cast upon him one lingering glance in which were +reflected the feelings of her soul.</p> + +<p class="normal">Robed in the magnificent costume which he wore only on great +occasions of ceremony, wearing on his finger the pastoral ring of the +Archbishopric of Cologne (conferred upon him by the Emperor), a costly chain of +triple gold around his neck, and on his head a splendid mitre, the Count of +Dassel, with a smiling face, saluted the Saxon Duke.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have ridden over to examine the tower which your Highness +has built," he said, with a low bow; "what a noble piece of work! I can only +compare it to the one constructed by the Emperor for the Siege of Cremona."</p> + +<p class="normal">This was one of Henry's weak points, and the crafty Dassel +knew it.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are in error, my dear Count," he replied; "it is very +true that my Imperial cousin constructed a splendid machine for that siege, but +his tower could not accommodate, by two hundred men, as many as mine. Besides, +it could only be moved slowly and with much danger."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo did not venture to doubt the superiority of the ducal +construction.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, if that is the case, the perfection of your edifice +threatens to become dangerous."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Dangerous! and how so?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes," said Dassel; "dangerous to the fame and aspirations of +more than one hero who has built up his dreams of glory and renown upon the +taking of Milan. Think of the disappointment of the Count Palatine Otho, of the +Duke of Austria, of the Landgrave of Thuringen, and a host of other illustrious +captains, when they see the Suabian lion float over the ramparts of the city."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke laughed boisterously.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The thoughts of your triumph recalls to me naturally the +certitude of your good fortune. His Holiness, the Pope, has expressed his +readiness to annul the marriage which you have contracted with your relative."</p> + +<p class="normal">At these words the Duke's face darkened as his right hand +began to play with his beard, while the left sought angrily his sword-hilt.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It only remains for your Highness to indicate the day and +hour for this wished-for divorce," added the Chancellor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hum! you appear very much interested in my affairs," replied +the Duke. "Why this precipitation?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Was it not your desire, my lord?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly, it was my desire. But I will not submit to +dictation from any one, and it may suit me better to leave matters as they are."</p> + +<p class="normal">The courtier appeared surprised.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! that amazes you; yes, I said it might suit me better to +leave matters as they were, my dear Count."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Highness is certainly the best judge of your own +affairs," replied Dassel, cautiously, as if he felt himself in the presence of +an unchained lion; "still I must observe that matters are already pretty far +advanced."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, turn them back again. That must be an easy matter for +you; you have experience in such things."</p> + +<p class="normal">"May I venture to inquire the reasons which have influenced +your Highness to this sudden change?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The reasons!" he cried angrily; "the reasons! because it +would be infamous! Why do you stare at me thus? Look there!"</p> + +<p class="normal">And he pointed to where, at the extremity of the garden, +Clemence, half hidden by the rose-trees, was kneeling before an image of the +Madonna. Near her stood the little Adelaide with clasped bands, gazing +alternately at the image and at her weeping mother. Rinaldo saw the mother and +the child; he understood the Duke's anger; he resolved to complete his infernal +work.</p> + +<p class="normal">"She is a pious woman," he said; "a model for her sex! The +separation will be most painful to her. I understand it well; but it is also +painful for a valiant prince to witness the extinction of his race."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! the pangs of separation, the grief which they cause a +loving heart, may be healed in time," said Henry; "but, my dear Count, this +action will be not only cruel and pitiless, but it will be criminal in the sight +of God."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Criminal in the sight of God! this is a new phase to give to +the affair. The Pope annuls your marriage; he knows his privileges, and is +responsible for the consequences."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, your Pope," replied Henry, with an angry sneer. "Tell +me, can the act of that puppet of the Emperor make an evil act a good one?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is certainly a grave point for a timid conscience," said +Dassel, ironically.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But yourself, my dear Count? Years ago, the Emperor put that +archiepiscopal ring on your finger; tell me, how it happens that you have not +yet been consecrated? All that is needed is your request. Victor will be +delighted. But--and it is natural enough--you despise the consecration of the +Anti-Pope! And yet you pretend that his intervention ought to be sufficient for +me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is no hurry about my consecration," replied Rinaldo, +quickly; "but your Highness makes a mistake in being influenced by such scruples +of conscience, which are, to say the least, exaggerated."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Exaggerated!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly! Is it not the Emperor's prerogative to appoint the +Bishop of Rome? The history of the Empire is there to prove the correctness of +my assertion."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Without any doubt, my Imperial cousin needs, for the +accomplishment of his designs, a very submissive Pope. I shall not discuss this +subject. The Northern bishops, likewise, owe me obedience.--There is but one +difference in our positions,--none of my bishops is the supreme chief of +Christendom."</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is still another difference," resumed Rinaldo, with +some hesitation, "and that is, your cousin Frederic is laying the foundations of +a dynasty which is destined to rule the world, whilst your works will perish +with you."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke of Saxony was speechless, as, with contracted +features, he rose and stood like a bronze statue before the tempter. The +vulnerable point of his armor had been touched; for many years Henry's dream had +been, to found an independent empire in the North, and all his efforts, all his +warlike enterprises looked to this end. Dassel made a last effort to excite the +Duke's ambition.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have, it is true, several lovely daughters; but you +cannot bequeath your domains to them. All your conquests will revert to the +Empire; nothing will remain to them, save their titles and their rights of +dower."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Stop a moment, Count!" cried Henry, furious at seeing his +conquests, so painfully made, disposed of thus summarily.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am well aware, that my words may have offended your +Highness; but, pardon my frankness, they were none the less just."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is false, I tell you! entirely false! Do you imagine that +for years I have toiled and fought, have borne hunger and thirst, and a thousand +fatigues of every kind, only to descend to the tomb like a brainless fool?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I regret it sincerely, my lord; but, since you refuse the +divorce which is proposed, you must take the consequences."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Refuse it! No; I must consider the matter further. What shall +be, shall be; yes, on my honor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo trembled with pleasure.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Go, and thank my Imperial cousin!" continued Henry. "This +divorce must be pronounced, even should it insure my own ruin! Still, beg his +Majesty not to carry the matter further than I wish myself."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XVIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>CONFIDENTIAL SECRETS</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo took his way towards the Imperial pavilion, for he was +anxious to report the result of his interview with the Duke of Saxony. He was +informed by one of the chamberlains that Frederic had gone to the apartments of +the Empress, and Dassel decided to await his return in an adjoining room. He had +taken but a few steps in a hall littered with cuirasses and swords and lances, +when he heard the Emperor's voice, speaking in an angry tone. It was scarcely +calculated to produce a reassuring effect upon the statesman, but he approached +the partition and listened attentively.</p> + +<p class="normal">Upon leaving the Empress, Frederic had met Count Rechberg in +the antechamber. For some time the young man had been thinking seriously of +asking the Emperor's consent to his marriage with Bonello's daughter, and the +uncertainty of the result of his application produced a state of painful +anxiety. He was seated in a corner, his head resting on his hands and his elbows +on his knees, when the monarch entered, and was so absorbed in his reflections +that he was unconscious of his presence. Frederic looked at him with some +surprise, and shook his head. At this moment Erwin sighed deeply, and the +Emperor involuntarily shuddered.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Erwin!" said he, with a loud voice.</p> + +<p class="normal">The young count sprang up hastily, and stood, with heightened +color, before his sovereign.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the matter, my boy? For some time past you seem out +of spirits. Can nothing amuse your sad thoughts? Tell me what ails you."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin only answered by a still deeper blush. The man who by a +word could render him happy, was before him, and yet, trembling like a criminal, +he did not dare to speak.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you dumb? Ah! now I begin to be really curious to learn +the secret which saddens your young heart."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I must really help this poor fellow," thought Rinaldo.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Come, Erwin, your reticence displeases me. What motive can +there be for silence with your godfather?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg looked sadly at the Emperor, as if to show him how +painfully he felt this reproach.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well! if you have confidence in me, speak out! What is the +matter? For some time past I have noticed your mournful and dejected appearance, +and I hoped to have received your confession without being obliged to ask for +it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon, Sire; it is not my want of confidence in your Majesty +which has closed my mouth, but rather the conviction that my cares were unworthy +of your notice."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your cares!" resumed Barbarossa, looking at the young man +more attentively. "True, true, it is some piece of childishness; I might have +guessed it sooner."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo's entrance on one side, and the Empress on the other, +interrupted Frederic.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Beatrice," said he, "I give this sick boy up to your care. I +know that you are a skilful physician;" and he left the room with the Count of +Dassel.</p> + +<p class="normal">Beatrice, the wealthy daughter of Count Reinald, of Upper +Burgundy, was but sixteen years of age when she was chosen by Frederic as his +wife. In spite of the opposition to his marriage made by Pope Adrian IV; in +spite of the representations of the Church and the reputation of the world at +large, Barbarossa's passion was so violent that he disregarded every obstacle, +and on the repudiation of his first wife, Adelaide, conducted Beatrice to the +altar.</p> + +<p class="normal">At the time of which we speak, Beatrice was twenty-one years +of age; beautiful, gracious, and accomplished; she was considered the most +amiable princess of the age, and she gladly undertook to console a youth whom +she esteemed as much for his own virtuous qualities as on account of his +relationship to the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">Dismissing her attendants, she called the young man to her +side, and in a few moments had learned his story. She listened to him coldly, +without even a smile, and when all was told, merely remarked,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"I desire that you make a formal demand for the hand of the +fair Hermengarde as soon as possible."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I humbly thank your Majesty; but I scarcely dare to take a +step which may not be approved."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do you mean? Not approved! and by whom?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"By the Emperor, who will never consent to my marriage with +the daughter of one whom he looks upon as a traitor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nonsense, Erwin! the Emperor cares nothing about +love-affairs! He only wants to see you happy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Majesty may be mistaken in this," replied Rechberg.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Has the Emperor ever said anything to you on this subject?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nothing. But I feel assured that he will refuse his consent."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I understand, my dear Erwin. You are one of those people who +like to take trouble on interest. I see that I must help you, as His Majesty has +ordered me to be your physician. So, the very first medicine which I shall +prescribe is to keep up your spirits. In the meantime, I am going to prepare you +a sovereign remedy;" and she left the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Richilda," said Beatrice, entering her private chamber, "can +you not point out some knight whom I can intrust with a message of importance?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The whole army is at your Majesty's orders," replied the +waiting-maid.</p> + +<p class="normal">"No! no! I mean a good sword, on whom I can entirely depend."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What does your Majesty think of the knight Goswin? He is +brave, discreet, and would ride to Egypt for your Majesty."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Empress' clear and musical laugh rang through the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are crazy, Richilda! Goswin, that vulgar soldier! Upon my +word, he would be a beautiful messenger."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon, madam; I had no intention of offending you; but, not +to be guilty of another mistake, it would be well if I knew your Majesty's +intentions."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! you are curious! But after all, you may as well know all. +I have long desired to see this Hermengarde, who has so dazzled with her beauty +all the knights who have met her. I think of sending a brilliant embassy to +invite her to my court."</p> + +<p class="normal">"A most excellent idea," said Richilda.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have heard a great deal of her noble efforts in her +father's behalf, and I am curious of knowing intimately one whose filial +devotion I have so much admired."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But will your invitation be accepted? The lady of +Castellamare is only a child yet,--I believe not more than fourteen years of +age. She cannot leave the castle without her father's permission, and it is +scarcely probable that he will allow his daughter to go where he was treated so +roughly himself."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your objections are not entirely unreasonable," replied the +Empress. "But, as a general thing, parents are not opposed to their children's +happiness, and will do a good deal to advance it, even if they have to forget +their own personal injuries. But I have just thought of a messenger who will +probably be a successful one. Come, let us go to work at once."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XIX</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE CONSULS</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Meanwhile the Milanese were bearing up courageously against +all the fatigues and privations of the rigorous siege. The same spirit appeared +to animate all classes of the population; merchants, workmen, and nobles were +menaced by the same danger, and each and all fought bravely in defence of his +rights and the liberty of his country.</p> + +<p class="normal">Bold sorties were of daily occurrence, and every effort made +to introduce convoys of provisions into the city; but the investment was so +complete, and all avenues of approach so carefully guarded, that the attempts +were always repelled with severe loss. Although as yet there was no scarcity of +food, still the possibility of famine at some future day decided the Consuls of +Milan to call a council in order to devise the best means of averting the +danger. They were fully persuaded that Frederic would not raise the siege, and +that they had little aid to expect from their allies.</p> + +<p class="normal">Genoa, Pisa, and Venice had long envied Milan's power, and +would glory in her fall; while the other towns bowed before the formidable +armies of the house of Hohenstauffen, and were disposed to acknowledge its +supremacy. Their chief reliance was in the success of skilful diplomacy; and for +this they counted upon the talents and abilities of one whom the people looked +up to as a saint--the Archdeacon Galdini Sala. At the urgent request of the +Consul Nigri, the Archdeacon repaired to the hall where the council was +deliberating with closed doors, and after a few words of introduction from +Gherardo, expressed his views in favor of a continued and obstinate defence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If the people are firm," he said, "Barbarossa cannot hope a +speedy surrender. I am convinced that Milan cannot be taken by assault, and that +the enemy will endeavor to reduce it by famine."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But is there no means by which we can obtain provisions?" +asked the Consul of the merchants. "If Barbarossa ever succeeds in introducing +hunger, his most redoubtable ally, within the walls, our cause is lost! No +pains, no money must be spared to avert this terrible disaster, even should we +be obliged to spend our last penny, and turn into coin our jewels and the holy +vessels of our churches!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Church will not be backward if the sacrifice be needed; +but before arriving at this extremity, every other resource must have been +exhausted."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is not money that we need," said the Consul Oberto, a +worthy old man, with a snowy beard; "it is not money, for the richest bribes +would fail to get an ounce of bread through the gates. The Emperor's blockade is +too rigidly enforced, and all attempts to force it have proved a bloody +failure."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps it would be advisable," said Galdini, "to put the +people on rations. So far they have eaten and drunk as though the supply were +inexhaustible."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am surprised," replied Oberto, "that a man of your +shrewdness could propose such a measure. The courage of the people would quail +at the bare possibility of a danger to which hitherto they have not given a +thought. And," he continued, in a lower tone, "you know well its fickleness, and +how little it requires to bring about the most fearful results. The simple +report of a defeat excited an insurrection some years ago, in which the Milanese +destroyed the palace of a man who had sacrificed everything in the cause of +liberty. With even a distant prospect of famine, the citizens would begin to +murmur, and probably rise in open mutiny, for they would think it better to wear +the yoke of Barbarossa than to die of starvation."</p> + +<p class="normal">Sala was too just, too practical, to question the reality of +the picture.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Our future looks gloomy," said Nigri. "Should famine begin to +decimate our ranks, we shall be obliged to capitulate, and it may perhaps be +advisable not to await the last moment. The Emperor might take into +consideration our voluntary surrender, and grant us more favorable terms. I +propose to open negotiations with him immediately."</p> + +<p class="normal">The archdeacon opened his eyes with astonishment at Nigri's +proposal.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Open negotiations with Frederic," he cried; "and on what +basis?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"On the most equitable basis," said Oberto; "he who surrenders +willingly, always has less to suffer from the conqueror."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You make a very grave mistake, my lord!" said Galdini; "there +is no possible compromise with the tyrant; offer to him the enjoyment of all +your rights; abandon all the revenues of the principality, nothing will suffice +him."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But what does he want then?" inquired Cino, the consul of the +workmen, a man of rough manners and herculean build, but of very limited +intelligence. In spite of the gravity of the situation, Galdini could not +repress a smile, as he answered,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Barbarossa aspires to universal dominion. He seeks to hold in +his own grasp all control of rights and liberties; he wishes to make paltry +villages out of our independent cities. Everything must give way before his +Imperial supremacy; all must bow at the footstool of the conqueror. Religion, +the Church, all that which we look upon as holy, are in his eyes mere machines +of government. Such is Frederic's gigantic dream of power; can we, I ask, +negotiate with such a man? No! we must conquer, or perish in the attempt!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The archdeacon had spoken calmly, but with energy, and all +felt that he had by no means exaggerated the position. For a moment there was a +profound silence, which neither Nigri nor Oberto dared to break, and then the +street without seemed suddenly animated, there was a noise of hurried feet and +shouts and cries of alarm. Nigri rushed to a window and anxiously inquired the +cause.</p> + +<p class="normal">"To arms! to the walls!" answered a citizen, who in full armor +was hastening towards the ramparts; "the tower of Henry the Lion is moving on +the city!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The tower! the tower!" cried Cino, pale with fear; "take my +word for it, before nightfall there will be many mouths less to feed among our +fellow-citizens!"</p> + +<p class="normal">All the consuls seemed equally alarmed, the object of the +council was forgotten, and they hastily withdrew. Nigri detained the archdeacon, +and taking him on one side, said,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"One moment, I beg you, my lord Galdini. The words spoken here +might, if known, discourage the people. I trust that I may count upon your +discretion."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your recommendation is needless," replied Sala; "not a word +shall pass my lips. Let us hasten, with God's aid, to repel the assault." He +pressed Nigri's hand, and the consul hurriedly buckling on his armor, they +repaired to the ramparts.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XX</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE ASSAULT</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Milan was in mortal fear. The colossal form of the monstrous +machine approached still nearer to the doomed city. The streets were filled with +an anxious crowd of women, children, and men-at-arms, all pressing with hurried +steps to the scene of danger. From every door rushed the alarmed citizens, +buckling their armor as they ran. Wagons filled with caldrons of pitch and +boiling oil, creeked as they labored slowly forward, and the shouts of the +leaders, the orders of the consuls, and the continued challenge of the +sentinels, completed the wild and confused tumult. And still the tower moved +slowly on.</p> + +<p class="normal">The garrison, to repel the attack, brought forward two large +machines, which threw stone balls and heavy missiles, and four smaller ones, +called catapults, which were to rain stones and arrows upon the besiegers. From +the summit of the walls the enemy could be distinguished moving from their camp, +in four bodies, and impatiently awaiting the orders to rush forward to the +support of the Saxon banner. The city walls were lined with crossbow-men and +archers, ready to fire into the loopholes of the town as soon as it should be +within range. In the open space between the houses and the ramparts, the +noblemen and civic guard were drawn up, ready for the moment when the +drawbridges should be lowered and the fight become general. Everything was +conducted in an orderly manner, each man knew his duty. The women and children +had disappeared; on their knees, in the churches, they were seeking the aid of +Heaven in the strife which was so soon to begin.</p> + +<p class="normal">All the machines were ready to commence their work of +destroying the town. The two largest were loaded with stones, so large that it +required the united strength of four men to lift them; and fires were lighted, +at intervals along the wall, on which were placed huge iron vessels filled with +oil and pitch.</p> + +<p class="normal">Still the tower advanced. Its motive power could not be seen, +and it was a terrible spectacle, this enormous giant creeping silently along, as +though impelled by the breath of a demon.</p> + +<p class="normal">From within could be distinguished the dull grating of the +machinery, and from the loopholes peered the fierce faces of the German archers +as they discharged a cloud of arrows upon the besieged.</p> + +<p class="normal">Anselmo, the chief of the Milanese artillery, an old man, +still vigorous, with bold features and a quick eye, examined the tower +carefully, as it neared the walls. The troops, watchful of the least movement of +their leader Oberto, were ready to act; but if Anselmo's skill did not succeed +in destroying the tower, they felt that the city would be taken.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let go the catapults!" cried Anselmo, his eyes always fixed +upon the machine.</p> + +<p class="normal">The order was immediately executed, and the old man stepped +back to judge of the effect. There was a deep silence, and all gazed anxiously +upon the stern visage of their leader, as he touched the spring of the engine. +There was a violent shock and a cloud of stones dashed full upon the front of +the tower; but the hay and brushwood, with which it was bordered, broke the +force of the concussion. A second discharge was attended with a like result.</p> + +<p class="normal">"By my holy patron saint!" cried Anselmo, shaking his head, +"the jade is solid. If four hundred weight of stone have no more effect than a +shower of snow-balls, we have little chance of escaping Barbarossa's companions. +However, let us try again."</p> + +<p class="normal">A larger stone was brought forward and put into the catapult; +a moment after it whistled through the air and struck heavily against the tower, +but without producing any impression.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is useless to try," said Anselmo; "the devil himself must +have built that tower!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Would it not be advisable," said Nigri, "to arrange the +smaller machines for the reception of the stormers, as we cannot prevent the +assault?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let go the catapults!" interrupted Anselmo.</p> + +<p class="normal">But it was all in vain, the advance of the machine could not +be checked; and the garrison turned their attention to the smaller engines, +which were filled with missiles of every kind, and to the pitch and boiling oil, +which was to be poured upon the enemy as he clambered up the walls.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Attention! hold everything in readiness!" said Anselmo; "mix +well the tow with the oil and pitch. Be lively, boys! take care that your casks +be filled."</p> + +<p class="normal">Already, severe fighting was going on, in the open space +between the tower and the walls. On both sides bolts and arrows flew +unceasingly, and wherever a head appeared at a loophole it became a target for +the archers. Germans and Milanese had both suffered severely, for the arrows and +stones penetrated through every opening.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Those Milanese fight very gallantly," said Henry the Lion, as +an arrow struck his helmet. "We have already lost fifty men in the tower."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The foul fiend seize this style of battle!" said Otho of +Wittelsbach, who awaited, with impatience, the moment when the tower should +close upon the walls.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We shall encounter worthy adversaries, Count," replied Henry. +"They are loading their engines in our honor!--I only trust that the fire may +not ruin the tower! The Milanese are skilful artificers."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Upon my honor, as soon as we are on their walls, they may +burn it and welcome," said Otho.</p> + +<p class="normal">The scene soon began to change; the Milanese had covered their +ramparts with boiling pitch, and had lighted a fire at the spot where Henry +designed to halt the tower, while barrels filled with burning tow were rolled +over on the heads of the assailants.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Forward now!" cried Anselmo. "Get ready the fireballs!" and +he rushed to where the smaller machines were raining a cloud of projectiles upon +the drawbridges.</p> + +<p class="normal">The battle now raged fiercely. The burning tow balls had +communicated their fire to the machine, the top of which was in flames; the +Germans worked diligently to keep the conflagration in check, until they should +be close enough to sally out upon the bridges, while the Milanese with locked +shields and drawn swords awaited the attack.</p> + +<p class="normal">For a moment there was a deathlike silence, and then the +bridges fell, and Henry of Saxony and Otho de Wittelsbach, followed by their +troops in good order, sprang upon the ramparts. They were resolutely met. Otho +had one foot upon the wall, but he was driven back; and though his blows made +large gaps in the ranks of the enemy in this fierce hand-to-hand encounter, +their places were filled at once with new combatants. The Lion raged, and +although a foeman went down at every thrust of his heavy sword, he was still +upon the bridge, and could not advance a step upon the rampart. The tower was +now in flames, and a cloud of projectiles darkened the air already black with +smoke from the burning resin. Still the struggle went on, and many a German +knight and Lombard noble fell to rise no more.</p> + +<p class="normal">Henry and Otho fought on; but in vain: their efforts were +powerless to break the wall of steel which the brave Milanese opposed to their +assailants. So far, the combat had continued without any decided advantage; for, +although they could hold their enemy in check, the citizens were unable to drive +him from his position. The image of their patron saint waved proudly above them, +and the cry of "Saint Ambrose to the rescue!" rang through the air.</p> + +<p class="normal">In the midst of the tumult were heard shouts of defiance and +of cheer.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Brothers, think of your liberty! Death to the tyrant!" +shouted Pietro Nigri, who was fighting in the foremost ranks.</p> + +<p class="normal">"For Church and Country! Death to Barbarossa!" cried another +voice.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Death to the traitors! Death to the rebels!" thundered Otho +of Wittelsbach, cutting down an adversary at every blow.</p> + +<p class="normal">The battle became more desperate, and the ground was covered +with the bodies of the dead and wounded, whose blood mingled with the boiling +oil. Fresh troops came up from the besiegers' camp, anxious to take part in the +conflict. The tower was now burning fiercely, and to the cries of the soldiers +and the clash of swords and cuirasses, were added the groans of the dying and +the crackling of the flames, which issued from every loophole, fit ornaments to +this bloody tragedy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Back! back!" was heard on all sides; "the bridge is on +fire!".</p> + +<p class="normal">But, though like burning serpents the flames were twisting +themselves around the frail passage, although many of the soldiers had retreated +from the <i>melée</i>, Henry of Saxony, the Count Palatine, and a few other +knights still held their ground. Careless of the enemy in their rear, they +gallantly fought onward towards the city. It was in vain; the courage of the +besieged increased with the danger. A horrible crackling noise was heard; the +tower had commenced to give way, and was sinking. Then those who were on the +bridge lost their last hope; an instant more, and all would be lost, for already +it was wrapped in flames.</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment, the consul Oberto, a white flag in his hand, +sprang forward upon the ramparts, and, as the shrill blast of a trumpet pealed +out,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Valiant knights! noble gentlemen!" he cried; "cease this +fearful strife! We value courage, even among our foes; the burning ground is +giving way beneath your feet; lower your weapons, and return peacefully to your +camp."</p> + +<p class="normal">From this act of generosity there was no appeal. Henry +sheathed his sword, and retired. An instant after, the bridge gave way, and then +the tower shooting up one vast column of fire, tottered and fell.</p> + +<p class="normal">The fight cost the besiegers six hundred men, and the Milanese +loss was equally heavy; but it had proved one thing, at least, to +Barbarossa,--that Milan could not be taken by assault.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE EMPEROR'S POLICY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa continued the execution of his vast projects. As it +may be seen, he wished, like Augustus, to be the Emperor of the world, and that +every potentate, spiritual or temporal, should acknowledge his sway. But first +of all, he was striving to destroy the Papacy. The Roman Cæsar was <i>pontifex +maximus</i>; and to be this was the summit of Frederic's ambition. But the only +chance of success for this gigantic plan lay in the overthrow of all existing +institutions. Frederic knew this well, but his energetic character never +faltered an instant, for he cared little, provided his empire were founded, even +were those foundations built upon the ruins of the world.</p> + +<p class="normal">He saw clearly that mere brute force would be insufficient, +and that he must employ all the resources of diplomacy. His ambassadors were +dispatched to the different courts of Europe, bearing to the reigning monarchs +the assurances of his consideration and esteem; on every occasion they were +instructed to deplore the unhappy condition of the Church and the obstinacy of +Alexander; for Frederic was particularly at variance with Rome, where he +maintained a powerful faction, which, by its violence, had finally driven the +Pope from the Eternal City. Matters had finally assumed so dangerous an aspect +that there was scarcely a city in all Christendom which dared offer an asylum to +the legitimate Head of the Church. Barbarossa then convened a general council, +in order to give a coloring of legality to his projects. The French and English +sovereigns were represented by plenipotentiaries; for both, and particularly the +bloody Henry of England, considered themselves to have been wronged by Alexander +III.</p> + +<p class="normal">The approaching Council occasioned no little movement in the +Imperial camp, and the crafty statesman Rinaldo was busily engaged in arranging +matters, in order that everything might proceed harmoniously.</p> + +<p class="normal">After some days of feasting and amusement of all kinds, +Barbarossa decided to give a solemn audience to the ambassadors. They were +invited into the <i>hall of the throne</i>, and after a brief delay, the rich +silken hangings were drawn aside and the brilliant retinue of the Emperor +appeared. The nobles, clothed in costly robes, entered first, followed by the +Emperor, wearing all the insignia of royalty. The crown alone was wanting:--he +respected the vow which he had made before Milan.</p> + +<p class="normal">The monarch ascended the throne; every word, every gesture +indicated unmistakably that he felt his importance, and that he considered +himself the most powerful sovereign of the world. The nobles surrounded him, +shining like brilliant planets around the Imperial sun. The Count Palatine Otho +and the Counts of Andechs and Bogen, were on guard, before the doors of the +hall, where, clad in complete armor, with their hands resting on their +sword-hilts, they resembled so many statues of bronze.</p> + +<p class="normal">The ambassadors, followed by their suites, then approached the +throne, and the Count of Guyenne, French ambassador, commenced in pompous terms +an harangue, in which he assured the Emperor of the friendship of his royal +master. He deplored and regretted in a diplomatic manner the discord and +dissension prevalent in the Church, using terms so vague and meaningless that +the Count Otho became impatient and let his sword fall. The loud ring of the +weapon had a calming effect upon the orator; he concluded with a brief and +high-sounding phrase, bowed respectfully, and withdrew.</p> + +<p class="normal">The English ambassador, on the other hand, was stiff and +sententious, his face retained a grave and stern expression, and Frederic's +presence alone gave some appearance of animation to the features of this +phlegmatic son of Albion. Frederic was neither excited by the flatteries of the +Frenchman, nor wounded by the Englishman's assumption of importance. He knew +Louis's crafty policy, as well as the ambition and cruelty of the English King. +Henry possessed certain territorial rights in France which he was desirous of +aggrandizing, and the constant quarrels, resulting from these pretensions, +rendered each sovereign desirous of cultivating exclusively for himself the +Emperor's friendship and favor. Frederic knew all this, and he meant to profit +by his knowledge. The maxim, "Divide and conquer," was always present to his +mind. Alexander had used every effort to reconcile the two sovereigns; +Barbarossa, on the contrary, did everything in his power to widen the breach +between them. An alliance between the two nations might have been fatal to his +projects, and the end to which he now looked was to detach both France and +England from the Holy Father, deprive him of his strongest support, and then +gain over each, separately, to the recognition of his schism.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor's answer, unlike the harangue of the French envoy, +was clear and decided. He expressed, delicately, the consciousness which he +possessed of his own power, and the importance which he attached to it; at +times, indeed, his words sounded almost like threats. Basing his rights upon the +old Roman law, Barbarossa claimed that the Imperial power was supreme, and that +the sovereignty of the Emperor extended despotically to all the countries +immediately bordering upon it. Perhaps even Frederic himself had not yet +foreseen whither his ambition might lead him; but he knew, by heart, all the +texts of the digest which could be cited in support of his prerogatives.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We hope," said he, "that the bonds of friendship which +already bind your country with the Empire, will be drawn closer. The duty of the +heir of Charlemagne is to maintain law and order, to respect the laws of all +men, and to assure the peace and tranquillity of Christendom. We do not make war +for the sake of glory and renown; we are forced to it by necessity, for we will +always direct the powerful arm of the Empire against whoever opposes our +supremacy. It is important for us, the defender of the Faith, never to lose +sight of this point; and to enforce our rights, we count upon the aid of both +France and England. But as this is rather a question within the jurisdiction of +a council, we have requested the presence of plenipotentiaries from your +respective governments; and the decisions of this illustrious assembly shall be +supported and enforced by every means at our command."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo, who had listened with great attention to the +Emperor's speech, could not conceal his surprise. Each word seemed a reproach +whose bitterness he disguised with difficulty under a diplomatic smile; and the +closing words produced a similar effect upon the ambassadors. The French envoy +looked towards the Englishman as if to ask: What has been advised?--what has +been approved?--what has been promised? The Englishman remained calm and +unmoved, although the expression of his countenance was that of one who had +trodden upon a viper.</p> + +<p class="normal">"As we have the pleasure of entertaining at our court the +illustrious envoys of England and France, we beg them to carry to their noble +sovereigns the renewed assurance of our friendship and consideration."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor rose: the ambassadors made a profound obeisance, +and left the hall accompanied by Otho of Wittelsbach, the Counts of Andechs and +of Bogen, and their suites.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My imperial cousin," said Henry the Lion, "knows marvellously +well how to sow dissension between France and England."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right," replied Barbarossa; "Louis will never be able +to get rid of the English, if he undertakes to protect Alexander; and, on the +other hand, the Englishman will lose every foot of soil which he now holds in +France, should he presume to oppose the organization of the Imperial Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this juncture, the Chancellor Palatine Ulrich, upon a sign +from the Emperor, left the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have yet an act of justice to perform," said he, "at which +we request your presence. A complaint has been made to us of a gross abuse of +authority. Those whom we honor with our confidence should be careful not to be +guilty of acts which will disgrace it. Therefore, without regard to rank or +position, we are determined that vigorous and stern justice shall be meted out +to all."</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst Barbarossa was speaking, Rechberg entered the room on +one side, while on the other appeared Herman, the prefect of Staufenberg. He was +followed by Hesso the chief of police, a sufficient evidence that he was the +accused party. He approached the throne boldly and with head erect, and threw +himself upon his knees, where he remained in the posture of a suppliant.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Stand up!" said the Emperor, "and let the chancellor do his +duty!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Ulrich advanced between Herman and the Barons; his stern and +flushed face showing that he was about to exercise one of the most important +functions of his office.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In the name of the Holy and Undivided Trinity!" he cried, in +a loud voice.</p> + +<p class="normal">At these words the Emperor and his nobles rose from their +seats and bowed profoundly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The noble Count Erwin of Rechberg, here present, accuses the +knight Herman, prefect and Imperial Castellan of Staufenberg, of having exacted +illegal tolls, and of having in this abused the name of the Emperor, to the +intent of prejudicing him in the esteem of the public."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What answer have you to make?" demanded Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have never," replied Herman, insolently, "abused the name +of the Emperor, and have never violated the law. I maintain that the accusation +is false and lying, and will prove it so in the lists, sword in hand."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps you had not the intention of violating the law," said +Frederic; "still it is none the less positive that such has been the result of +your illegal conduct."</p> + +<p class="normal">"If I had not the intention to act illegally, Sire, I can +scarcely be considered criminal. A second time I spurn this accusation as false. +I will prove my innocence with my lance and with my sword."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We cannot accord you this privilege."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But the right which I claim belongs to every freeman."</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic glanced angrily at the bold knight, but his calm +demeanor was unshaken. The Bishop of Munster immediately spoke out:</p> + +<p class="normal">"In the name of the Holy Church," said the prelate, "I must +correct your mistake. The canons expressly forbid the practice of trial by +battle. In truth, there is nothing more censurable than this mode of attempting +to establish one's innocence. Admitting that you defeat your adversary, does +that prove in any way that you are not guilty?"</p> + +<p class="normal">These remarks had not been at all prompted by a sentiment of +duty, but influenced solely by a desire of doing the Emperor a service; and as +the speaker resumed his seat, he glanced towards him to observe the effect which +his words had produced.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count Rechberg," resumed the monarch, turning towards Erwin, +"what toll was demanded of you by Herman?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Four gold pieces for myself, and eight others for Bonello and +his daughter."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you admit this, sir?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Herman looked around anxiously, as if seeking a loophole of +escape.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Knight Herman," said Barbarossa, menacingly, "take care to +make no mistake! A denial will avail you nothing, but will only increase the +severity of your punishment."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Under the impression that I had traitors before me, I did +demand twelve gold pieces; but as God is my judge, I had no intention of either +violating the law, or abusing the Emperor's name."</p> + +<p class="normal">"However," said Barbarossa, "you have abused your position; +you have robbed our subjects; listen then to your sentence: We deprive you of +your office and your arms, and declare you degraded from the rank of noble. Your +escutcheon shall be broken by the executioner, and a mangy dog shall drag the +pieces around the walls of the city of Milan."</p> + +<p class="normal">Herman heard the first words of his sentence with a +contemptuous smile upon his face; but when the Emperor spoke of ordering his +escutcheon to be dragged in the mire, he shuddered, changed color, and fell on +his knees before the throne.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Mercy! Pity!" he cried. "Condemn me to death if you will, but +do not dishonor the escutcheon of my family."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Silence! Your sentence has been pronounced, and it shall be +executed," said Frederic.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire," resumed Herman, dragging himself like a worm to the +foot of the throne, "gracious lord, kill me, but in pity do not inflict this +outrage. See these scars," (and tearing open his doublet, he bared his breast;) +"I received them fighting in your cause, and yet now you would doom me to +eternal ignominy!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Lead him away," said the stern lawgiver, unmoved by the +prayers of the abject wretch.</p> + +<p class="normal">The captain and his aids dragged off the condemned man, who +mingled threats and maledictions with his entreaties.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>VANITY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">As soon as Herman's sentence had been pronounced, Erwin left +the Camp, and sought the solitude of a neighboring wood, where he might meditate +at his leisure.</p> + +<p class="normal">He had considered it his duty to complain of Herman's conduct, +but the demeanor and profound despair of the culprit almost made him regret the +step which he had taken. Rechberg, like all generous-hearted men, was painfully +impressed by the sight of even a well-merited punishment, and as he reflected +upon the sufferings of the disgraced soldier, he was forcibly reminded of his +own troubles. Would the inflexible will of the Emperor consent to Bonello's +pardon? The question was a doubtful one, but he hoped for the best, and it +needed all this hope to sustain his faltering courage. His reverie was long and +absorbing, but suddenly a strange restlessness took possession of his +imagination; and yielding to his presentiments, he retraced his steps to the +Camp as hurriedly as though he had been informed of the arrival of his +lady-love. Still he could not possibly expect it, for he was ignorant of the +designs of the Empress. However, Hermengarde had really come, and had entered +the Imperial tent at a most opportune moment. Beatrice felt some slight +apprehension of her husband's anger, but as the Emperor and the Chancellor +Rinaldo had gone over to Lodi after the audience of the ambassadors, she was +reassured as to the success of her plans, for a few days at least.</p> + +<p class="normal">Her reception of Hermengarde was cordial in the extreme, and +was at first attributed by the latter to the kind offices of Count Rechberg, but +Her Majesty's words undeceived her.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I cannot express to you," said she, "the pleasure which I +experience in receiving a young girl whose noble self-devotion made no account +of either dangers or difficulties in her father's cause. I desire to assure you +of my sincere respect and admiration, and will hope that the Court may derive +new lustre from your presence."</p> + +<p class="normal">These flattering words surprised Hermengarde, whose ingenuous +soul, devoid of all pride, had no desire to become conspicuous in any way. At +the end of the reception, which had been wearily lengthened out by the many +formalities then in usage, she withdrew to her own chamber to repose from the +fatigues of the journey.</p> + +<p class="normal">Beatrice's expectation of the Italian's beauty had been +greatly surpassed by the reality. Herself very handsome, and perfectly aware of +her charms, she had in her invitation neither been influenced by her guest's +merits nor Rechberg's wishes, but simply by the curiosity of seeing one whose +beauty was so widely renowned. Up to this moment her own rank and loveliness had +given her the first place at Court, and now she found herself in the position of +a general who sustains an unexpected defeat after a long career of victories. +The haughty sovereign was disappointed and provoked, and although she made every +effort to retain her calmness, each movement betrayed the thoughts which +agitated her mind.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, madam, what do you think of the young lady's beauty?" +asked Richilda, who rather liked to tease her mistress.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Take away those draperies; it is suffocatingly hot," said +Beatrice. "Oh, you ask me what I think?--Do you find her pretty?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have never seen any one like her!" said the tire-woman, +boldly. "It is to be supposed that my taste is not perfect, but it is the +expression of my opinion. She is beautiful, wonderfully beautiful!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Indeed? you think her wonderfully beautiful?" repeated +Beatrice, with a mixture of scorn and anger. "You are very enthusiastic, it +seems!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I only wished to express the highest point of beauty. Perhaps +I should have said beautiful as an angel!--And, indeed, your Majesty, I always +imagined that an angel would look like her!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Beatrice endeavored to restrain her anger, but in spite of +herself, she colored and grew pale by turns.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! she is only a child yet, not fourteen they say, and +before the age of twenty she may change a great deal. You know that pretty +children often grow up into ugly women."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The proverb will be wrong here, your Majesty. The young +girl's beauty is still only in the bud, but we can already foresee what it will +become. When the rose shall be fully blown, I would advise no one to come near +who is not perfectly sure that she can bear the comparison."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough of this nonsense! Hermengarde is betrothed to Count +Rechberg, and I wish to do everything to please him. Go and find out if Rechberg +will be here soon, for I am curious to witness their meeting. You may invite her +to the collation of which I will partake with her."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE MEETING</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Hermengarde felt very uneasy at the Empress' silence with +regard to Erwin. Was he no longer in the Camp? Had he accompanied the Emperor to +Lodi, or perhaps returned to Germany? The doubts annoyed her, and in her +agitation she paced her room with hurried steps.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You must be tired," said the maid who attended her. "Why in +the world do you run about in that way? I feel quite broken down, and yet you +seem as lively as if you had not ridden fourteen miles to-day."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Youth bears fatigue easily, but I have been wrong, dear +Hedwige, to make you come such a tiresome journey."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Wrong! and who but I should accompany you? Your father was +away, and you could not come to the Court alone."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! Hedwige, you remind me that I have been doubly wrong: +first in tiring you, and then in coming away without my father's permission."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You could not have declined such an honor. How silly! Many a +prince's daughter would have been flattered by such an invitation! No, no; you +did quite right to accept it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But my father's consent?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nonsense! Your father would have been proud of the honor paid +you; do not doubt it a moment."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still"--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hush!--some one is coming."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment, Richilda, accompanied by several ladies of +honor, entered, bearing a most cordial invitation to visit the Empress. She was +surprised at Hermengarde's sad expression.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I trust that you are not unwell, noble lady?" she asked, +kindly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, it is nothing," replied Hermengarde, blushing; "I am only +a little homesick: it is a malady felt by all spoilt children."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You must forget, for a few days, your Alpine retreats, +although Count Rechberg has given such a vivid picture of their charms, that I +can scarcely wonder that you regret your castle in the midst of all this turmoil +of the camp."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Has the Count returned to Germany?" asked Hermengarde.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh no! you will meet him at the banquet to which Her Majesty +has commissioned me to invite you."</p> + +<p class="normal">In a few moments she left her apartment, preceded by several +ladies, who composed an escort of honor. At the head of the procession walked +the master of ceremonies, holding the silver wand of his office. They passed +through several sumptuously furnished apartments, and finally arrived in the +reception-hall.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The noble Lady of Castellamare!" cried the master of +ceremonies, with a loud voice.</p> + +<p class="normal">These words interrupted a serious and animated conversation +between the Empress and the Duke of Austria; but Beatrice came forward cordially +to welcome her guest, and at once presented her to the prince.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have heard a great deal of you, noble lady, and I am happy +now to make your acquaintance: you realize the ideal; a lovely soul under a most +perfect exterior.--You have given to all children a most beautiful example to be +followed, and you have gained honor and renown. Allow me to express all my +admiration."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are taking the true course to make our Hermengarde proud. +Frankness is to be lauded, but must not be abused."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I crave your Majesty's pardon!" said the Duke, to whom +Beatrice was no stranger, and who knew that the girl's beauty annoyed her; "but +I must say that you have added to your chaplet a pearl whose lustre will dazzle +more than one noble gentleman."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, you are not frank now," said the Empress, with suppressed +rage. "But come, the banquet awaits us; it is served in a woman's fashion, but I +will not accept a refusal."</p> + +<p class="normal">Just then the hangings of the door were lifted, and Erwin of +Rechberg entered the room. All eyes were turned upon the youthful pair. The +Count stood motionless, as though rooted to the ground, and with open eyes +seemed to fear to advance lest the lovely vision might fade from his sight +forever.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Empress, holding the young girl's hand, approached.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is no dream, as you seem to fear, Erwin," said +she.--"Well, Count, why do you remain dumb and unmoved? this surprise, I am +persuaded, cannot be a disagreeable one to you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"A thousand pardons, the----it is so unexpected."</p> + +<p class="normal">And stepping forward, he kissed his lady's hand. They sat down +to table. On the right of the Empress was placed Hermengarde, on her left the +Duke of Austria, and next to the young Italian was Erwin of Rechberg. The court +attendants were at the foot of the table, with Hedwige in the place of honor +among them; and the worthy nurse had enough to do in answering all the questions +which the curiosity of the other women prompted them to make. The food, +consisting of fowls, game, fruit, honey and other sweetmeats, was served on +silver dishes; but, except by the Austrian, who quaffed long draughts from a +golden goblet, there was very little attention paid to the choice wines set +before them.</p> + +<p class="normal">The conversation went on naturally; Rechberg and Hermengarde +had so much to say that they soon forgot to eat or drink, while the Duke resumed +the discussion which the Italian's arrival had interrupted.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, madame," he said, "it is an irreligious, an impious act. +Clemence is a noble wife, and this pretext of consanguinity is unfounded. Such a +transaction might take place among Moors and Pagans, but among Christians, +never! Clemence is the lawful wife of the Duke of Saxony, and should he marry +another woman, the union would be illegal. That is my way of looking at the +question, and if the affair is debated publicly, I will state my opinion +frankly."</p> + +<p class="normal">This discourse was highly unpleasant to the Empress, whose +position towards Frederic was involved in the condemnation so freely expressed. +His first wife was still living, and Beatrice, consequently, had no legitimate +claims to the title. Her flashing eyes indicated her displeasure, as she +replied,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"I had not supposed your relationship so close."</p> + +<p class="normal">"My relationship! Most certainly it is painful for me to see +my cousin's daughter repudiated so disgracefully, but I have many other reasons +for opposing the divorce. The Emperor may, for reasons of policy, overthrow +everything in Church and State; but, believe me, this state of things will not +continue. To despise the holy teachings of the faith, to break sacred bonds, to +be recreant to every law which is revered by nations and sovereigns, are acts of +impiety which cannot always go unpunished."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are a skilful preacher," said Beatrice, whose frivolous +temperament was little disposed to serious questions. "One can see that you were +educated by the monks."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The memories of my youth do not influence my opinions on holy +matters. However, I owe many thanks to the good priests of Fulva."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And I see that your ducal robes are only a species of cowl!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Majesty, I perceive, agrees with the Emperor; he also +has little affection for the monks."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And very naturally, too. They oppose energetically all +development of the Imperial power, for these pious people will not tolerate any +division of authority."</p> + +<p class="normal">"At least they will not acknowledge his spiritual supremacy, +and in this they are perfectly right," said the Duke, with his usual frankness.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Heavens! how you warm with this subject! But let us drop the +discussion; neither of us will convince the other."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon me, madam! I have just learned the story of this +divorce. Astonished, furious at the infamy of the proceeding, I came here to +express my views frankly to the Emperor; but, as His Majesty unfortunately is +absent, I have ventured to express my sentiments to you. May I hope that you +will sympathize with me, and use your influence in the defence of this ill-used +woman?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough," said she. "Your conversation has been very +instructive, for, until to-day, I was not aware that she who took the place of a +divorced wife was no better than a courtesan. You may rest assured, my lord, +that the Emperor, as well as myself, will appreciate the lesson as it deserves."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke felt that he had made himself a mortal enemy, but it +gave him no uneasiness whatever. Duke Jacomgirott was no courtier, and his +energetic character never concealed, even for an instant, his true sentiments. +Beatrice left him in anger, but what she witnessed on the other side was not +calculated to calm her emotions; her glance was fixed for one moment on the fair +Hermengarde, who was conversing joyously with the Count.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your attentions are not at all displeasing to me," she said; +"but we have determined that you shall not entirely monopolize our amiable +guest. She will accompany us to our private apartments." The Empress rose, and +bowing coldly to the Duke, swept out of the hall, accompanied by the lady of +Castellamare, and followed by her retinue.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have made her my enemy for life," said the Austrian to +himself. "She cannot, it is true, sympathize with my poor Clemence without +thinking of the Empress Adelaide, whose place she has usurped. Ah! what is it, +my little man?" as Lanzo advanced, with a grave and important air.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If my eyes do not deceive me," said the jester, "you are the +Duke of Austria?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; what then?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then, you must know, that you see before you the ambassador +of the Duchess of Saxony and Bavaria."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You the envoy of a duchess! Upon my word, I am surprised."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You should not be, my lord; Clemence wanted to find some one +to carry her message, but as there are but three men in the four camps, her +choice was necessarily limited."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Three men only, among so many thousands of gallant soldiers! +What a piece of impertinence. You deserve a flogging; but come, let us see who +these three men are!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The first one, naturally, is myself; the second, is my cousin +Barbarossa; and the third shall be you, if you choose," said the jester.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How is that!" interrupted Erwin. "Am not I a man too?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No," replied Lanzo. "To be a man, you must be free; and your +heart is in bondage!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"A sorry joke!" said the Duke, with a laugh.</p> + +<p class="normal">"And all the others are the mere dolls, puppets, wooden +horses, armorbearers, and bloodhounds of one man, named Barbarossa. Mix up all +these creatures together, pound them into a paste, and put it under a press; you +will not extract the least action of independence, energy, or generosity."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hum! you are not far wrong; but we are forgetting the +important part. What is it that your Excellency is empowered to communicate to +me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"That you must go at once to your cousin; she has been seeking +you for the last hour."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke took his leave of Rechberg, and in company with the +jester went towards the tent of the Princess of Saxony.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXIV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE WALK</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Hedwige was busily employed in dressing the hair of her young +mistress, and after arranging the silken tresses which fell in a mass of curls +upon her shoulders, she placed a crown of silver, studded with jewels, upon her +head.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be good enough," she said, "to look in the mirror, and tell +me if you are satisfied with my skill."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It does well enough!" replied Hermengarde, after a hasty +glance; "but now, hurry and finish."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I cannot go so fast. You know that every one looks at you. I +don't want to be accused of negligence!" and she gazed affectionately at the +young girl.</p> + +<p class="normal">Hermengarde was dressed entirely in white; her robe fitting +closely to her arms and bust, displayed the elegance of her figure, and by its +shape and color enhanced her native grace and distinction. Her whole soul beamed +in her eyes, and, as she stood there before her nurse, she appeared the creature +of another world, detached from the cares and anxieties of earth.</p> + +<p class="normal">"So far it is all right!" said Hedwige, after a careful +examination. She placed a light blue mantle, with buttons and embroideries of +gold, upon her shoulders.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perfect," she resumed; "I could kiss you gladly, you look so +well! White and blue suit you admirably."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Don't stop for such follies, Hedwige; they have already been +twice to see if we were ready."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not fear; we will get there in time for the cavalcade. But +how stiff and cold everything is here. The Empress' women are like dolls. What +serious faces! and what choice language they use! I am afraid all the time to +open my mouth, lest I say something I ought not to. I am glad that we are going +where we shall have a little freedom."</p> + +<p class="normal">She threw over her mistress a costly mantle trimmed with +ermine, and then fastened to her coronet a long veil, which shielded her face +from the heat of the sun and the impertinent stare of the crowd.</p> + +<p class="normal">A few moments after, Hermengarde and Erwin rode through the +camp towards the neighboring wood, followed by Hedwige and the Count's servant +Gero.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How long has it been since your visit to Castellamare, my +lord Count?--about three months, is it not?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Three months and six days, madam."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps you will explain why, during three months and six +days, we have never seen you? My father gave you a most cordial invitation. You +know under what obligations we felt ourselves, and were certain of the pleasure +which your presence would cause. Why then did you not come?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because, noble lady, I am not free; all my time belongs to +the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And the Emperor does not wish you to visit the Bonelli? I +should have thought of that."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, no!" answered Rechberg quickly; "the Emperor's great mind +never cherishes a mean thought. He speedily forgets the past, but he enforces +strict discipline in his army. Neither prince nor knight is his own master in +the field."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What rigorous severity!" said Hermengarde.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is necessary, I assure you. Think what would happen if +every one could leave camp when he pleased."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, well! I accept your excuse; duty before everything. But +look, what a beautiful grove! How the grass and the flowers bloom, and the pines +spread out their verdant branches! It is truly charming; but it wants the +grandeur of our Alpine forests."</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you wish, we will go on a little further; there is a +lovely spot above, where I have often dreamed in secret," replied the Count.</p> + +<p class="normal">She assented. Gero was left with the horses; and accompanied +by Hedwige, they followed the narrow path which led to the top of the hill. As +soon as they had arrived, Rechberg spread his mantle on the grass, and +Hermengarde took her seat.</p> + +<p class="normal">The dense foliage of the trees stretched above them like a +dome of verdure, in which the birds were chirping their gay songs. Through an +opening of the forest could be seen the towers and spires of Milan, but all +around the forest was thickly planted, and the eye could penetrate with +difficulty through the underbrush.</p> + +<p class="normal">Scarcely had the young girl seated herself, when two men began +to creep up silently and cautiously towards the little group, and concealing +themselves behind a tree, listened eagerly to the conversation. One of them was +in complete armor, and wore his visor down, but his eyes glared fiercely through +the bars of his helmet. The other had only a cuirass, and beneath his hat +appeared the cunning face of the Milanese Cocco Griffi.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have chosen a beautiful spot," said Hermengarde; "and +this perspective is admirable."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; and it was in some degree on that account I selected +this wild site----"</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the man in armor uttered an angry exclamation +through his visor, and disappeared in the thicket, followed by his companion.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE CAPTURE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">"What say you of this adventure?" asked Griffi of the knight, +with whose long strides he could scarcely keep pace; "I know that you are +entirely disinterested in the question."</p> + +<p class="normal">The knight made no answer. They soon reached a clearing, where +a dozen soldiers were sleeping on the ground. The knight's horse was fastened to +a tree by a long strap, which allowed him to graze at his ease.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Up sleepers!" cried the knight. The soldiers sprang to their +feet, and awaited anxiously their leader's instructions.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Come here, Wido!" he continued, speaking to a +broad-shouldered young man near him.</p> + +<p class="normal">After Wido had unfastened the horse and tied the strap to the +saddle-bow, Cocco Griffi approached.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will surely not kill them?" he said.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is that to you?" the knight answered roughly. "And you," +he added, turning to one of the troopers, "lead my horse to the road, and wait +until you hear my bugle."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But, noble sir," observed Griffi, "we did not come here to +commit an evil action, but to help pass in some provisions for the hungry +Milanese. It would be terrible if the convoy, deprived of our support, should +fall into Hesso's power. He will cut off the right hands of all the people in +the train, and the provisions will never get to Milan."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Silence!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Silence! yes, silence!" murmured Griffi; "I am to hold my +tongue and let my fellow-citizens die of hunger! Before I announced to you the +presence of this girl, I should have reflected on the folly of which I was +guilty in speaking of her."</p> + +<p class="normal">The chief looked at the little man calmly, as if he thought +that, after all, he might be right; and taking out a purse, he handed its +glittering contents to his attendant.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here! don't get angry, Cocco! At least you cannot say that +you have ever done me a service without receiving a reward for it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Great service, worthy reward, upon my word!" said Cocco, +weighing the purse. "I must smother my intelligence, in order to look at things +in the same light as you do. We will see whether our marauders will ever reach +the city. I am afraid that they are in mortal danger of falling into Hesso's +clutches!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The knight ordered his men to follow him as silently as +possible, and they crept forward to where Erwin and the lady were talking with +Hedwige. Suddenly Hedwige uttered a piercing shriek, and at the same moment, +Rechberg was thrown backwards upon the ground. Wido put his knee upon his chest, +and the other varlets tied him hand and foot, so that he could not move. +Hermengarde had scarcely time to understand what had happened, when the Unknown +seized her by the arm and dragged her through the wood. Behind them ran Hedwige, +screaming with terror, and Gero, who came up to his master's aid, was speedily +put in a condition to make no resistance.</p> + +<p class="normal">Still it was no easy matter to tie up the knight, whose +powerful arm resisted manfully; and could he have but gained his feet, his sword +would have rendered the success of the attempt at least doubtful.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Thunder!" exclaimed Wido, "are not eight valiant Lombards a +match for this German wild boar? Nozi, pass that strap under his left +arm,--good!--now pull tight, comrade! Slip this one more to the right! Come, I +think he is well tied up now--we will see whether he can break these triple +knots. Be careful about the feet too, for you can never tell when these wild +beasts are securely fastened!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And now, I think we can let him wriggle, like a fish out of +water."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Wretches, caitiffs, scoundrels!" cried Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hold your tongue!" said one of the soldiers; "it won't untie +you, and it is only a useless fatigue. Try to die quietly."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is my life threatened?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a question! our master never spares any Germans who fall +into his hands. It is a real pleasure for us to cut your throats!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Who is your master?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ask him yourself!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And the lady!--The villain!--let this bandit but dare to be +wanting in respect!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I suppose that you would leave your grave to twist his neck," +sneered Wido. "But here comes our master himself, to give you every explanation +which you may desire."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Unknown, at the same moment, came up, with his helmet +closed; halting in front of Erwin, he stood with arms folded, as though +deliberating on his fate.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Raise your visor, villain, and show me your bandit's face!" +said Erwin, furiously.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is unnecessary; I am a brave Lombard, who has sworn to +free his country of German tyranny. That ought to suffice you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And meanwhile you practise a truly Lombard +profession,--robbers, assassins, and cheats, that you all are!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Spare your words, and listen to me. I have no doubt that what +I have done appears criminal, particularly in the eyes of the noble Count of +Rechberg, for whom, in spite of the hatred which I bear his race, I still have a +certain respect, on account of his generous sentiments. Without this +consideration, I would have killed you immediately; for I am bound by a solemn +oath to destroy the enemies of Italy, wherever I can meet them."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well; but is it the act of a brave man to attack a +defenceless girl? Shame upon you!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Silence!" said the Unknown, interrupting him. "I deliver the +lady of Castellamare from the power of those who are unworthy to possess such a +treasure! The thoughtlessness of youth, perhaps a feeling of gratitude induced +her, in her father's absence, to leave the castle and visit the tyrant's court. +The lady shall remain under my protection until I can restore her to that of her +father."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count stared at this man who, at all events, reassured him +of Hermengarde's safety from all insult or danger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But by what right do you interfere in the matter," he said.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It matters not; the right is mine, and I use it. Hermengarde +has begged me to spare your life, and although I almost hate her for the +request, I have consented; you are free.--Your gray head," continued the +Lombard, turning to Gero, "assures me of your discretion; so listen attentively, +for your master's sake, to what I am about to say. In an hour's time, you may +untie him; we shall then have reached Milan, and it will be impossible to follow +me. But take care not to let yourself be touched by his entreaties, for if he +should pursue, I shall consider myself freed from my promise, and he shall die. +Will you swear to obey me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"With all my heart," answered Gero; "and literally too!--Not +to please you, but on my master's account."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are an honest fellow," said the knight. And drawing his +poniard, he cut the ropes which bound the squire.</p> + +<p class="normal">"By all the saints of paradise!" cried Erwin; "since you still +have some chivalrous feelings left, will you accept my challenge?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"With pleasure, when and where you will!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whither can I send it?" asked Rechberg, eagerly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What use is there of all these formalities when your Emperor +violates every law, whether human or divine. Present yourself, under a flag of +truce, at the gate of St. Ambrose; you will find me there."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I thank you," said the Count. "Be prepared tomorrow at early +dawn."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will find the horses where you left them," added the +Unknown. "You have stolen nothing, I trust," he continued, turning to his +followers, who had listened with curiosity to the dialogue.</p> + +<p class="normal">"For whom do you take us, my lord?" replied Wido. "But this +glove which I see here, scarcely will fit the hand of a German boar, so I +conclude it is not his property."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! give it to me," said the Unknown; "it belongs to +Hermengarde. If our combat should be prevented by any accident, you can always +recognize your enemy by this glove which he will wear on his helmet. Yes, I will +bear this in her honor and as a defiance to you."</p> + +<p class="normal">At these words he signed to his men to follow him, and soon +the troop disappeared in the recesses of the forest.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a strange person!" said Erwin; "he is a singular mixture +of an honest man and a highway robber.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes," replied Gero; "but there is a preponderance of the +robber. His loyalty seems to me like a drop of wine in a cask of water. My lord, +I don't like to see you stretched thus on the ground, so I will lift you upon +your feet."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Cut these ropes, and I will lift myself up."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Excuse me, my lord Count, but I cannot; for I fear that you +will make a bad use of your liberty, and pursue the bandits."</p> + +<p class="normal">Gero, after some trouble, managed to get his master on his +feet, and then went to look for the horses. In the interval, Rechberg reflected +upon the change which had taken place in his position, and which had seemingly +blasted his hopes. It was all over, he thought; Hermengarde was in the power of +one who seemed to have certain claims to her; but Gero's return put an end to +his meditations.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Decidedly, they were not robbers. I have found the horses +where I left them," said the soldier; "and now I have tied them up close by, +ready for us to mount when the hour is up."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You say they were not robbers, Gero?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, not ordinary robbers; for if they had been, these gold +rings on your baldric and your horses too, would have disappeared."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hasten, my good fellow, and cut these ropes at once; you +would leave me a prisoner forever, it seems!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The hour is not quite up yet, Count; be patient a little +while longer. Does the time really appear so wearisome?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Even if I would, it is impossible for me to pursue the bandit +now. Do you not perceive how dark it grows?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pray have a little patience, my dear lord. I am dreaming of +your triumph of to-morrow; be assured that I will select the strongest lance and +the best tempered coat-of-mail in your armory."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You think, then, that he will meet me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most certainly; he has too proud an air to be a disloyal +knight."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But who is he? It is strange, but it seems as though I had +already heard his voice."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not worry your brain by guessing, Count; you will know his +face soon enough."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right. Never before have I experienced so much +curiosity to see an adversary raise his visor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And now, my lord, allow me to untie you;--how tightly the +villains have drawn these knots!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you think so? And yet I felt nothing.--Quickly, now, Gero; +where are the horses?"</p> + +<p class="normal">They mounted and left the wood, as speedily as the obscurity +would permit; but before reaching the camp, Rechberg was obliged to witness a +scene rendered still more horrible by the darkness. He had scarcely advanced a +hundred yards, when his attention was arrested by the clashing of arms and the +shouts of strife. Always curious to recognize his enemy, he drew up his horse to +listen, for he imagined that there must be some connection between this +nocturnal combat and the Unknown, whose escape he hoped had been prevented by +some of the German patrols. As he advanced as rapidly as prudence and the +darkness permitted, the noise ceased and he perceived, by the light of a dozen +torches, a troop of heavily laden mules, whose drivers, with downcast eyes and +manacled hands, were marching between two files of armed men.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is Hesso and his bloodhounds," cried Gero; "I know his +gruff voice!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Captain Hesso," said Rechberg, when they had gotten nearer, +"I heard the noise of your skirmish, as I was returning to camp, and was about +to come to your assistance."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I scarcely needed it, my lord."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have made a valuable capture, it seems!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes," answered Hesso; "twenty mules, and eight Milanese. One +got away, and three were killed, so that four will escape punishment."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Was there no escort?" inquired Erwin, as he rode by the +headsman's side.</p> + +<p class="normal">"No, not this time, although usually one comes out from Milan; +but to-day it failed."</p> + +<p class="normal">Thinking that the Unknown and his soldiers had probably been +detailed for that duty, Erwin determined to question the prisoners, in the hope +of discovering the name of his adversary.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We must invent some other punishment," resumed Hesso. "They +don't care for mutilation; one of them told me the other day, that Milan would +give him a golden hand to replace the one that I had cut off. If the Emperor +wants to starve them out, he will have to hang every one who tries to bring even +a handful of peas into the town."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Death is the punishment for a repetition of the offence, I +believe?" asked the knight.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; but they are very careful not to be caught at that! They +are so well paid for mutilation that they are not tempted to risk their lives. +But they do not seem to care for their hands at all, and I am kept busy all day +long in intercepting their convoys.--I suppose that, while I am stopping this +one, another has got into the city."</p> + +<p class="normal">By this time, they had reached the line of tents occupied by +Hesso and his assistants--about thirty paces in front of the main camp. In the +centre stood a gallows, and, near by, a heavy block stained with blood, to which +the unfortunate prisoners were led.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you mean to carry their sentence into effect at once?" +asked Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly! These birds are a useless encumbrance in camp; as +soon as they have left their hands with me, they can go where they please. Such +is the law!" replied Hesso, who had taken off his doublet, and stood, with his +shirt-sleeves rolled up to the elbows, before the fatal block.</p> + +<p class="normal">One of the prisoners came up; his pale and suffering +expression painfully affected the Count, who could not bear the sight of this +barbarous tragedy, which to Hesso was a mere pastime.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bring up your contribution," said the headsman; "what a face +the scoundrel has! he trembles, and his teeth chatter with fear."</p> + +<p class="normal">A dull sound was heard, followed by a plaintive groan.</p> + +<p class="normal">"One!" said the executioner, as he threw the hand on one side; +"look what a baby-paw it is!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The assistants joined in their chiefs laugh, as they saw the +mutilated wretch faint with pain.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Never mind!" said Hesso, coolly; "if he bleeds to death, we +shall be sure that he won't try this business again."</p> + +<p class="normal">"One moment, sir! Will you allow me a moment's conversation +with the prisoners?" asked Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What for?" was the reply, and the headsman stared angrily at +the Count.</p> + +<p class="normal">"As you have yourself told me, the besieged are in the habit +of sending out to escort these convoys; perhaps I may gain some useful +information which will decide the Emperor to adopt some more energetic +measures!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Three!" cried Hesso.</p> + +<p class="normal">And at the same time was heard the cry of pain and a brutal +laugh.</p> + +<p class="normal">"More energetic measures are well enough, but you will get no +information.--Four!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"But it is worth trying."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Five!"--and a bloody hand fell at Erwin's feet.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It will be labor in vain; you don't know these bandits; all +they are fit for, is to lie and steal!--Seven!--And besides, it is too late +now,--here is the last--Eight!--It is all over. Long live the Emperor!" said +Hesso.</p> + +<p class="normal">Among the victims, some had fainted with pain, others had +still strength enough to bind up their bleeding arms.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have you no orders to dress their wounds?" asked Erwin. "The +Emperor has prescribed their punishment, but he does not wish the poor wretches +to bleed to death."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right," was the reply. "Where is that quack Lutold? +Come here with your plasters, old man."</p> + +<p class="normal">And while the surgeon, thanks to the interference of the young +Count, discharged his duty, Rechberg and his squire took their way to the +Imperial camp.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXVI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>TREACHERY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Events of great importance had attracted the attention of all +the Court, and Erwin's prolonged and unusual absence had in consequence passed +unnoticed.</p> + +<p class="normal">Influenced by their sincere admiration for the heroic +resistance made by the citizens, and out of respect for the nobility of the +Guelphic faction, the Count Palatine Conrad, Count Ludwig, and the Duke of +Bohemia, decided to employ all their influence in case the besieged should seek +to negotiate terms of surrender. The Milanese Consuls were agreeably surprised +by the proposal, and eagerly accepted the offered mediation.</p> + +<p class="normal">A short time after Erwin's departure from the camp, the nobles +presented themselves in a body before the Emperor and made known their views on +the subject. At first Frederic was astonished, and disposed to reject any +arrangement, but the firmness of the princes finally persuaded him that some +concession must be made to the chivalrous spirit of the age, and the Milanese +were notified that His Majesty would deign to receive a flag of truce.</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa attached more importance to this step than it +really merited; for, accustomed to look at everything from the standpoint of his +pretensions to universal sovereignty, he thought himself aggrieved, not by the +interference of his knights, but by what seemed an encouragement given to +rebels. Besides, he was provoked at the opposition made by the Duke of Austria +to the contemplated divorce between Clemence and Henry the Lion, and +particularly by the conversation which Beatrice had repeated to him. Rinaldo, +who was sent for, went still further, and loud words and threats were overheard +in the Imperial chamber, which the Chancellor did not leave until after +midnight. What passed between the Emperor and his minister was never known, but +the chronicles of the Court leave us in doubt whether the latter was ever +informed of the efforts made by the princes in favor of the Milanese.</p> + +<p class="normal">Such being the condition of affairs, it was not surprising +that the absence of the Count and the lady passed unnoticed, and that Erwin +could quietly retire to his chamber and prepare for the combat which was to take +place on the ensuing day.</p> + +<p class="normal">At dawn everything was ready, for Gero had faithfully attended +to his duty. Rechberg put on a shirt of fine chain-mail, with a hood for the +neck and back of the head, and his arms and legs were protected with. brassarts +and greaves of linked steel. Above all this, he wore a suit of plate armor with +gauntlets, and a polished helmet. A poniard and a long sword completed his +equipment, while a page, according to the custom of that time, carried his lance +and shield.</p> + +<p class="normal">Preceded by a herald, Erwin left the camp and took his way +towards the appointed place of meeting. What was his surprise to find the gates +open and the garrison drawn up in line upon the towers and ramparts. Entirely +ignorant of the arrangement which had been made, he was at a loss to explain the +situation. The noise of arms could be heard in that division of the camp +occupied by the troops of the Archbishop of Cologne, and still there could be no +mistake on the part of the besieged, whose movements were slow and precise, and +among whom could be seen the consuls in their robes of ceremony, escorted by a +showy retinue.</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst Rechberg was gazing with curiosity on the scene, the +trumpets sounded, and the Cologne troops marched rapidly from their camp and +charged the Milanese, who, unprepared for the attack, were unable, for some +moments, to organize themselves. On all sides was heard the cry of "Treachery," +and at the same time reinforcements issued from the city to the support of the +assailed.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg felt the more surprised that he perceived the +standard of the Duke of Bohemia in the midst of the Milanese. The strife became +more deadly every moment, and Rinaldo was in serious danger, for the Duke of +Bohemia, after endeavoring in vain to quell the trouble, had withdrawn from the <i> +melée</i>. Erwin rode hastily towards Count Ludwig, and the other nobles on +whose faces he read an expression of settled anger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We are eternally disgraced!" said the Count Palatine Conrad.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The villain! the treacherous villain!" said the Duke of +Bohemia. "That infamous Chancellor! I will insult him to his face, when he +returns."</p> + +<p class="normal">"His return will be a difficult matter," added Goswin; "see +how he is surrounded; and how his men are falling! Look there, that lance-thrust +will hurl him from his saddle!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Count Dassel, in truth, was in mortal danger, hemmed in on all +sides by the enraged Milanese. At this moment the Emperor and his knights, in +full armor, rode up.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How is this, my lords? What means this combat? How! Cologne +is in peril, and you remain idle?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon, Sire," answered Count Ludwig; "the Chancellor has, +treacherously, attacked the Milanese, who, confiding in our word, had left the +city. He is justly suffering the punishment of his treason."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is possible that the Chancellor may have erred, but you +are equally guilty if you allow our Germans to be crushed!" replied Frederic. +"Ride to the camp, Goswin! and bring up your men; and you, Erwin, take this +troop, and charge the enemy on the flank."</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst Rechberg, in the execution of the order, put himself at +the head of the column, Barbarossa turned to the princes and nobles, and with +prayers and threats endeavored to force them to take part in the combat; but it +was in vain he spoke.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It has never been our duty, Sire, to defend traitors!" said +the Count Palatine Conrad.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Take care, sir," replied the Emperor, menacingly; "you may +have cause to repent your conduct." He spurred to the head of a small body of +men-at-arms who had assembled in the mean time.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Courage, my faithful knights!" he cried, couching his lance; +"think of German glory!--a German flag is in danger! Charge to its rescue!" and +with levelled lances, the men-at-arms hurled themselves upon the foe.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg was already in the thickest of the fight, sowing +death and destruction around him, in his efforts to relieve the Chancellor; but +it was in vain that he sought the Unknown, whom he was to recognize by the glove +upon his helmet.</p> + +<p class="normal">The fresh troops from the camp and the Milanese were now +engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand conflict. The confusion was immense; without +order or preconcerted plan, each man attacked his adversary wherever he could +find him. The ground trembled under the hoofs of the charging horses, swords +clashed, and lances rose and fell; and the shrill blasts of the trumpets, and +the cries of rage and agony, formed a fitting accompaniment to the sombre +tragedy. Erwin pressed forward to where the consuls stood, unable either to +advance or retreat; but before he could accomplish his object, a loud shout was +heard on the left, where the Emperor was fighting. Rechberg looked around; the +Emperor had disappeared, but a fierce struggle was going on, and the cry "the +Emperor is down!" ran through the ranks; and then the Germans, with a wild yell, +began to drive back the enemy, who were giving way on all sides; and at this +moment the Emperor regained his saddle and charged forward.</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin had finally reached the consuls, while the Milanese were +breaking in great confusion.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Surrender!" he shouted, placing his sword's point on the +breast of Gherardo Nigri.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I yield," replied the Italian, "on the usual terms of +chivalry."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count confided the prisoner to one of his companions.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Friend Berthold," he said, "accompany this gentleman to your +tent, and remain with him until my return."</p> + +<p class="normal">The rout had now become general, and the Germans pursued the +fugitives to the very gates of the city. Eighty men-at-arms and two hundred and +sixty-six infantry, who had left the town to aid the Consuls, were prisoners, +while heaps of dead and wounded covered the field of battle.</p> + +<p class="normal">Before taking off his armor, our hero repaired to the tent +where he had placed his prisoner.</p> + +<p class="normal">Nigri looked up with an air of reproach, as Rechberg entered.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I beg you to accept my excuses, my lord, for the unfortunate +events which have occurred this morning, whose cause I entirely ignore, but in +which my honor compelled me to engage."</p> + +<p class="normal">"My lord Count," replied Gherardo, "I can find no fault with +your explanation; the Chancellor's hatred for my country is such, that to +gratify it, he considers himself at liberty to use even disloyal weapons against +us."</p> + +<p class="normal">"No apology can be made for Dassel's conduct; but Milan also +counts among her citizens some whose loyalty is most questionable," replied +Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I understand you," said Nigri: "you allude to a matter which +interests you personally--and me also. The capture of Hermengarde is a most +reprehensible action."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg was surprised, but his astonishment increased when +the Consul, after a brief pause, continued.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My son's act is very reprehensible, it is true; but perhaps +under similar circumstances you would have done the same. Pietro is not yet +formally betrothed to Hermengarde, but their marriage has been in contemplation +for many years.--Put yourself in Pietro's place and tell me if his conduct does +not seem less culpable?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count was thunderstruck; he looked wildly at the Consul, +and then paced the room in great agitation.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Indeed?" said he, "I was not aware of this."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You perceive, then, that Pietro's claim to the young lady +somewhat palliates his violence."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes! yes! naturally."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still, what he has done is unworthy of a knight, and I count +upon your generosity not to make the father responsible for--"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No; but your son's action will in some degree modify the +conditions of your release. Excuse me for a moment. My friend Berthold will, +during my absence, discharge the duties of host."</p> + +<p class="normal">"With pleasure, Count," said Berthold; "I look upon it as an +honor to entertain your prisoner."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin mounted and rode over to the Imperial tent; for he +wished to be alone for a short time. On his arrival, Gero announced that a +Guelphic knight urgently desired to see him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are not wounded, I trust, my lord?" said the squire, as +he was taking off his armor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"No!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is a pity that your duel was prevented. But perhaps the +Unknown has not come off scot-free, and indeed he may have been killed or +captured, for we have taken prisoner a great many knights."</p> + +<p class="normal">"That will do now, Gero; you may put away the armor and then +leave me. I wish to be alone."</p> + +<p class="normal">The squire obeyed without another word; for he had never seen +his master so sorrowful and dispirited.</p> + +<p class="normal">"May I bring the stranger in when he returns?" he asked, as he +was retiring.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes," replied the knight, seating himself sadly in a chair, +and already plunged in a gloomy revery, which betrayed itself in his features.</p> + +<p class="normal">Bonello of Castellamare entered a moment afterwards, and met +with a reception whose coolness he at once attributed to its proper cause.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My daughter," he said, "has been severely punished for +visiting the court without my permission."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you think so?" asked Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you doubt it, my lord Count?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"From what I have just learned, her marriage with Pietro Nigri +has been definitely settled for some time," remarked the young German.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The project is abandoned; Hermengarde will never be the wife +of Pietro Nigri."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still, the Consul, who appears to be an honorable man, and +who for a few hours has been my prisoner, tells a very different story."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because he is ignorant of certain facts. It is true that, a +few years ago, a marriage between our children was contemplated. But I have +never spoken to Hermengarde on the matter, and I know that Pietro's manners have +in some way of late displeased her. Besides, after your visit to Castellamare, +she herself informed me that she would never be his wife, and as my intention is +in no way to coerce her inclinations, she is perfectly free."</p> + +<p class="normal">This revelation changed at once Rechberg's expression, and in +his delight he almost threw himself into Bonello's arms; but suddenly his +countenance fell as he thought of Hermengarde still a prisoner in Milan.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My daughter will leave the city to-day," Bonello hastily +added. "Gherardo Nigri is your prisoner, and Pietro will not refuse to exchange +Hermengarde for his father."</p> + +<p class="normal">Before Rechberg could answer, the Chancellor entered, and +after a hurried glance at Bonello, saluted the Count, with many warm thanks for +his opportune assistance during the battle.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I merely did my duty," replied Erwin, "and am delighted that +you have come out of it safely."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I escaped myself," said Dassel, gravely; "but fully +two-thirds of my men have fallen. May God rest their souls! With his thanks, His +Majesty has also commissioned me to deliver you a message. The influential +consul Gherardo Nigri has, I have heard, fallen into your hands. The Emperor +requests that you will deliver him up to himself."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I regret that I cannot comply with His Majesty's wishes. +Nigri is already at liberty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What!" cried Dassel; "you have already sent him back to +Milan?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He has not yet gone, but he will be dispatched shortly."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not be too hasty; at least, wait until I have informed the +Emperor!" and the courtier hurriedly left the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My lord Count," said Guido, who had anxiously listened to the +conversation, "you will do wisely in acceding to His Majesty's desires."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Not at all," answered Rechberg; "the prisoner belongs to me, +and to me only!"</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the Chancellor reappeared.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor desires your immediate presence," he said.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well, my lord; I will obey at once. As for you, my lord +Bonello, go to the consul Nigri and inform him upon what conditions he can +obtain his release. Gero, show this gentleman the way to Berthold's quarters; I +will be there soon myself."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be prudent, young man," said Dassel, after Guido had left +them. "Take my advice, and comply with your godfather's wishes. You know that +everything should give way before State reasons."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is well; let us go on," replied Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I would deeply regret should your interest for this Italian +lady prompt you to refuse to accede to the Imperial desires. I beg you to be +prudent, and do nothing which might compromise your good fortune."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg was silent, and they entered the Emperor's apartment. +With a gracious smile, Frederic motioned them to approach.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We are not altogether satisfied with you, Erwin; you keep up +an intimacy with one who has incurred our Imperial displeasure, and even receive +the traitor's visit in our own quarters. And, more than this, we are +inexpressibly surprised at these projects of marriage with Bonello's daughter, +whose invitation, on the part of the Empress, to visit the Court has displeased +us. We desire and insist that such things do not occur again."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg heard this sharp rebuke in silence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"To-day's battle," continued Frederic, "in which you took a +very distinguished part, has given into your hands the consul Nigri. He belongs +to you, according to the laws of chivalry; and as we are unwilling to be guilty +of any act of injustice, we merely express a simple desire that he may be +delivered over to our charge."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon me, Sire! It is impossible for me to comply with your +wishes," said Erwin, respectfully but firmly. "Hermengarde was carried off by +Nigri's son; her release depends upon that of the consul. In this circumstance, +I feel sure that your Majesty will make no opposition to the course which I have +taken, and which is entirely consistent with the laws of chivalry."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! the duties of chivalry!" cried Barbarossa, angrily. +"Under this pretext our vassals have hesitated to protect their sovereign in the +late battle; and Count Rechberg, always on the same plea, refuses what the +Emperor requests. When will this stop? If it goes on, all our vassals will soon +be false to their oaths of fealty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Loyalty and courage are a part of the duties of chivalry," +replied Erwin, "and they are as sacred as the others."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You appear to set great store by them, young man. It is very +lucky for Bonello! But do not go too far,--and fear our displeasure."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin-bore with calmness the monarch's angry looks.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is strange," resumed the Emperor, still more violently; +"it is strange how this girl seems always to glide between us. I tell you, it is +high time that you return to reason, and discard these absurd illusions. The +daughter of the traitor Bonello is no fit wife for a Count of Rechberg."</p> + +<p class="normal">The young man was in a most unpleasant position; but after a +moment's hesitation, he answered,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire, I cannot, I must not comply with your wishes."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very good!" said the enraged monarch; "since you will not do +as I ask, it would be absurd to test your courage any further. Go and prepare +for your journey. To-morrow you will return to Germany."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin had not expected this result. He felt sure that with one +word he could soften Frederic's displeasure by yielding to his demand. But,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"No!" he muttered to himself, "I cannot!" and bowing +respectfully, he turned and left the Imperial chamber.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If we could put his disobedience out of the question, we +should think him charming," said Frederic. "Did you notice that he would not +give way to his emotions, even although his heart was full to bursting?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It seems to me entirely natural," replied the Chancellor; "he +is a Rechberg, and all of his family bear in this respect a striking resemblance +to their relatives of Hohenstauffen."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We shall miss him greatly," resumed the Emperor. "But the +healthy, bracing air of Suabia will soon cure him of these stupid and absurd +ideas of marriage."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXVII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE BETROTHAL</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The entrance of several of the princes turned Barbarossa's +attention to a subject of serious importance. Rinaldo's treachery had excited +general indignation. The nobles thought themselves dishonored, and their arrival +announced a storm. They came in abruptly; their obeisance to the Emperor was +less respectful than usual, and all glanced angrily upon the minister.</p> + +<p class="normal">"To what do we owe the honor of this unexpected visit?" asked +Frederic, as they took their seats.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have come," replied the Landgrave Louis, "to demand the +condign punishment of your Chancellor Rinaldo, who traitorously attacked the +Milanese when their envoys, confiding in the sanctity of our word, and with full +trust in our honor, were on their way to the Court."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your complaints deeply grieve us," said the Emperor; "we +foresee all the evils which may result from these misunderstandings. But let us +be just before all things. My lord Chancellor, what have you to plead in your +defence?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Dassel assumed an air of injured innocence, and in an +insinuating tone replied,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"The accused should have the right to defend his cause always, +and particularly in the present case, where there are many excuses to be urged. +My fidelity to your Majesty, and the respect which I have always professed for +the nobility of the Empire, are in themselves a guarantee for my innocence. May +God preserve me from violating a princely word! Had I been aware that the +Milanese, although the avowed enemies of the Emperor and the Empire, had +approached our camp with a safeguard, I should not have presumed to attack them. +I can only crave my pardon on the ground of ignorance, if such an excuse be in +your eyes worthy of acceptance."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But, Chancellor, did we not cry, and that too, loudly, that +the Italians were under the protection of our word, and that they must not be +molested?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"True, my lords; but the fighting had already begun!" answered +Dassel. "The Milanese hemmed me in on all sides, and I was no longer the +aggressor, but in the position of legitimate defence."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your representations are not sufficient!" said the Duke of +Bohemia; "your tongue is more skilful than ours, and you are our superior in all +that is tricky; but your treason must and shall be punished! Are you ready to +clear yourself of this stain in single combat?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your lordship must be aware," replied Dassel, with a smile, +"that the canons of the Church forbid this mode of justification to the +Archbishop of Cologne?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bah!" said the Count. "You are only a layman like us; only a +consecration can make you a priest or a bishop. So long as you are not an +ecclesiastic, you have no right to shelter yourself behind the privileges of the +Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">"My lords!" cried the Emperor, angrily, "we will not permit +this assault upon a man whose honor and veracity are known to us; we declare him +absolved from all blame; we are satisfied with his explanations!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rage and mortification were expressed on the faces of the +knights.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If your Majesty wishes to shield your Chancellor, we must +obey," said Conrad; "but as some amends for the outrage, we request that you +will release the consuls who were captured despite our word of honor as +gentlemen and knights."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It cannot be!" answered Barbarossa. "These consuls are the +chiefs of the rebellion, the ringleaders of the conspiracy, which, for many +years, has been plotting against us. It would be gross folly, on our part, to +send away the promoters of the disorder. They must remain with us as captives, +until the surrender of the fortress."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But, Sire," added the Duke of Bohemia, with difficulty +restraining his indignation, "the Milanese will say that we are <i>disloyal +felons</i>, who desire, not the reduction, but the destruction of their city!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"As for me," said Conrad, boldly, "my honor is at stake, and I +will avoid all intercourse with the Chancellor.--To-morrow, I and my troops will +return to our homes."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your term of service has expired, and we have no right to +detain you," answered Barbarossa, calmly. "However, I shall expect you next +spring, when you will return with more numerous and better disciplined troops. +If, before that time, Milan shall have fallen, there will still remain enough to +do in Italy, before we can restore the Empire to its ancient splendor."</p> + +<p class="normal">Although these last words were prompted by a desire to flatter +the nobles, they left his presence with a discontented and dissatisfied air.</p> + +<p class="normal">Meanwhile Rechberg, Bonello, and Nigri were standing in front +of the city gate, near which the consul's tent was pitched, and Erwin related +the circumstances which had induced the order for his banishment from Italy. The +sad and despondent tone of the young man moved Bonello's sympathy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If my daughter could esteem you more than she does already," +he said, "this injustice would have that effect. I am confident, however, that +she will now yield to my wishes and consent to leave Italy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You desire then to abandon your country?" asked Rechberg, +with surprise.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, and perhaps forever!" replied Guido. "It is too painful +to live in the vicinity of a struggle which threatens one's very existence, +without being able to share in it. This, and some other motives, decide me to go +to France, where I will remain until the storm is over."</p> + +<p class="normal">They dismounted, and Gherardo Nigri was released upon his +engagement to return, provided Hermengarde was not immediately given up to her +father.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Since you refuse to enter within the city," said Nigri to +Erwin, "wait here for a few minutes, and you will be assured of the lady's +liberation. Accept my thanks for the energy with which you defended your honor +and my safety against Barbarossa."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin seated himself upon a stone in front of the gate, with +his face towards the city, in anxious expectation. At last he heard a loud +noise, the massive portals swung back, and Bonello appeared, leading his +daughter by the hand, while a crowd of wondering citizens lined the ramparts. +The young man rose slowly. The thought of their separation and his arbitrary +exile saddened him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Everything goes on as I desired and predicted," said Bonello. +"Hermengarde is glad to leave the country from which you are banished. Indeed, I +believe that, in spite of all obstacles, she would prefer Suabia to France."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are those obstacles insurmountable?" asked Erwin. "Although +the ward and vassal of the Emperor, I alone am master in my father's castle."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is impossible," replied Bonello, gravely. "You have told +me what the Emperor has said, and I fully understand the reasons for which he +has sent you away from Italy. Barbarossa is not a man to allow his plans to be +thwarted, and we should scarcely arrive in Suabia, before an order for our +expulsion would be issued."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin's countenance fell, for he could not deny the truth of +the objection.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still you can do us a great service," said Guido. "The roads +are not safe, and perhaps you can procure an escort?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will attend to that," answered Rechberg; "when do you wish +to set out?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"To-day, without fail; and the sooner the better."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will see the Duke of Austria at once. He will be delighted +to do all in his power for one who has become so celebrated for her filial +affection as your fair daughter."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Many thanks, noble Count! Well! Hermengarde, have you not one +word of acknowledgment for our benefactor?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"My lord Count," said she, with a trembling voice, "even could +I find words in which to clothe my gratitude, my voice would express imperfectly +all the feelings of my heart. We will never forget you, and each day our prayers +will mount to the throne of that God in whose hands is the destiny of all +mortals."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well said, daughter, you are right. Could I be fortunate +enough, Count, to gratify one of your wishes?--Come," continued Bonello, seeing +that Erwin was too agitated to speak, "you should at least have courage enough +to ask me, but I think I can reward you? Well, if you won't, I must; take her, +my son! My children, I betroth you in the sight of Heaven, and before this +assemblage."</p> + +<p class="normal">The people applauded, as Erwin took her hand; he had forgotten +the past, and his eyes shone with a courage and a determination which would have +defied the universe.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My dear Bonello, I leave you, full of hope in a brighter +future! Farewell, Hermengarde, and fear nothing; our separation will be only a +brief one."</p> + +<p class="normal">He mounted and rode away, followed by the cheers and good +wishes of the crowd.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXVIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE POPULACE IN THE TWELFTH CENTURY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The Milanese were profoundly discouraged by the Chancellor's +disloyal conduct and the forcible abduction of their consuls; while the rigid +enforcement of the blockade by the Imperial troops rendered the introduction of +supplies a matter of impossibility.</p> + +<p class="normal">The people, full of courage and fortitude, so long as they +possessed an abundance of everything, began to murmur, when they became aware +that their provisions were nearly exhausted, and even the Archdeacon Sala, once +revered almost as a saint, lost his influence, and, with the Archbishop and the +other ecclesiastics, was obliged to seek an asylum within the walls of Genoa. +With them, all organization disappeared, and the angry crowd threatened to open +the city gates to the enemy. Thousands of infuriated men and women assembled +before the palaces of the consuls Nigri and Oberto, demanding food, and the +magistrates were unwillingly obliged to yield, and on the last day of February, +1162, convoked an assembly of the people.</p> + +<p class="normal">The multitude flocked together on the public square, in the +centre of the town, their hollow eyes, pallid cheeks, and trembling limbs giving +proof of the bitter pangs of hunger. One member alone had lost none of its +energy; it was the tongue, which railed out violently against the consuls, who +were accused of everything dishonorable and unjust. The boldest of the mob got +as close as possible to the tribune, from which the magistrates were to harangue +the people, in order that they might interrupt the speakers at their pleasure.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Trust me, my friends," said a cobbler, with wan cheeks and a +hungry air; "I have been obliged to give up mending shoes, and do you know why? +It was because my children have eaten the last piece of leather that there was +left in the house."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Leather! why, that's food for a king," interrupted another +speaker. "We eat things that I won't name! We must all die, miserably, of +hunger, if the gates are not soon opened to the besiegers."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly we must!" cried a third. "If our consuls were as +hungry as we are, they would soon stop talking about courage, and patriotic +devotion, and heroic patience, and other beautiful things of the sort. However, +they can say what they please, comrades, for they have plenty to eat and drink."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Consul Boriso's red nose, and Grillo's big belly, have made +me reflect very seriously for some time past," said a butcher. "We all look +awfully, as if we were going to die of starvation to-day. A man can't live on +liberty and patriotism; for we have not got cellars and wine vaults as well +filled as our consuls."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Barbarossa will not treat us as badly as the famine will," +added another. "What is the use of freedom, if we are to perish with hunger?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is all folly! Look, if you please, to what this freedom +has brought us? If we taste its sweets ten days longer, we will all be in the +grave-digger's hands."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hurrah for bread! Down with liberty!" screamed a thousand +voices, as they caught sight of the consuls. Oberto ascended the tribune, and +the yells and murmurs gradually subsided as they looked upon the old man, who, +sad and dejected, gazed upon the crowd, and thought of the time when he used to +speak to the Milanese, once so brave and valiant.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Fellow-citizens," he said, "it is now a year that you have +borne, with a courage and a patience worthy of your ancient renown, all the +rigors of a siege. Barbarossa hems us in more closely every day. He desires the +destruction of our free institutions; his aim is to humble our noble city, and +reduce her citizens to vassalage."</p> + +<p class="normal">A succession of savage yells interrupted the orator.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bread! Bread!" was cried on all sides.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Open the gates! Down with the ranter!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Brothers, fellow-countrymen," resumed Oberto, "think of the +glories of the past! Are you willing to wear the yoke of slavery?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! our past glories. We are too wretched and humble now; it +will do to talk of that when we are in prosperity. Give us food!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Fellow-citizens, do not torture me with your reproaches. I +suffer from hunger, like yourselves; but I prefer death to the loss of that +liberty which our ancestors have bequeathed to us."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bah! we are not such fools!" yelled the crowd. "Life is +better than liberty!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The man is mad!" cried a voice; "he advises us to die of +starvation!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is mad! Yes, the gold paid him for his treason inspires +his tongue! Comrades, let us go and open the gates!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Long live the Emperor! Hurrah for bread!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Oberto turned, appealingly, towards his audience,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Fellow-citizens," he resumed, "your desires shall be +gratified; you shall have all that you ask. To-day a delegation will leave Milan +to treat for the surrender of the city; but the consequences must rest on your +own shoulders; you will regret and bewail them. If the Lombard race is +degenerate, if it courts its own slavery with eagerness, let its wishes be +accomplished."</p> + +<p class="normal">There was for a moment a profound silence. Oberto had spoken +so sadly, his features expressed such bitter anguish, that the sympathy of many +was awakened, but the ringleaders were firm.</p> + +<p class="normal">"These are only fine words, comrades!" they said. "Barbarossa +won't eat us; he may shave off a little of our liberty, and force us to pay the +expenses of the war; he will demolish some of the forts, which we can build +again when we please; all the rest will be as it was before!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly! certainly!" cried many voices.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Brothers, let us go to the municipal palace!" was yelled out; +"let us see whether the consuls will keep their promise!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, yes! let us go there at once!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The mob rushed to the official residence and surrounded the +building, until the delegation, preceded by a herald bearing a white flag, +appeared upon the steps of the palace; and then, as though fearing some +trickery, accompanied the commissioners to the city gates, where they watched +them enter the enemy's camp. About two hours afterwards, the envoys returned +with a message that, on the ensuing day, the Emperor would receive and consider +the terms offered by the besieged. Still the news did not give universal +satisfaction; for, although the rabble was delighted, the more respectable class +of the citizens and the nobility winced under the disgrace. On the next day, +four of the consuls repaired to the Imperial camp, where they met with a +reception which foretold clearly the probable fate of their city. They were not +admitted to the Emperor's quarters, but obliged to await his pleasure in the +open air, exposed to all the severity of the weather. A violent storm burst +forth meanwhile, accompanied by thunder and lightning and torrents of rain, and +in a few moments the unfortunate consuls, drenched to the skin, and with their +costly robes clinging to their persons, sought in vain a shelter, which was +refused to them, amid the jeers and mockeries of the insolent lackeys.</p> + +<p class="normal">They felt deeply humbled by this treatment, so different to +what they had been accustomed to in their native city, where they had always +occupied the first place in the public estimation. With bent heads and clothes +soiled with water and mire, their faces expressive of sadness and resignation, +these noble old men looked like statues--strangers to all the concerns of earth.</p> + +<p class="normal">At last they were admitted to the council-hall, where Frederic +was seated, surrounded by all the dignitaries of the Empire and the consuls of +the allied towns. The Milanese threw themselves at the Emperor's feet, and then +Gherardo Nigri laid before him the terms which they were commissioned to +propose.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire, illustrious princes, noble lords," he said, "the +disasters of a protracted siege have at last inclined my countrymen to +submission and peace. It is true that our formidable works would have enabled us +for some time to resist the enemy's attacks--"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough!" interrupted Barbarossa, abruptly. "State simply the +terms of surrender, without any commentaries."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I obey," replied Nigri, mortified that he should be obliged +to submit tamely to his country's humiliation. "Our terms embrace everything +which could possibly be demanded; even were the city taken by storm, your +Majesty could exact little more. Milan will demolish her fortifications and +build an Imperial citadel at her own expense; she will annul all her treaties of +alliance; will admit your army within the walls; will give three hundred +hostages to be held for three years; will recognize the supremacy of the German +functionaries over all others; will acknowledge fealty to your Majesty, and will +pay a tribute which shall be established at a future period."</p> + +<p class="normal">The German nobles appeared satisfied, but the consuls of the +allied towns shook their heads in token of their disapproval.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Duke," said Frederic to Henry the Lion, "what think you of +these propositions?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I think that nothing more can be asked for," replied Henry. +"I confess, however, to my surprise, that the haughty city of Milan should have +consented to draw them up."</p> + +<p class="normal">The other nobles, as well as the bishops of the Empire, were +of a similar opinion.</p> + +<p class="normal">"However," observed the Bishop of Munster, "should His Majesty +consider the chastisement as insufficient, I am opposed to the adoption of the +enemy's conditions."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is well known," said the Pavian consul, "that the Milanese +are always as willing to make as they are to break their engagements. Sire, +reflect upon the treachery of the past, and do not allow them to renew it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Milan destroyed our city and led away her inhabitants as +captives; let the same fate be inflicted upon her," urged the consul of Lodi.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Unexampled confiscations have filled the Milanese treasury; +it will not be difficult for the city to pay a heavy tribute," added the Consul +of Novara. "When, after three years' absence, her hostages return, it will be +easy to rebuild the fortifications which she now promises to demolish. She will +again destroy the Imperial citadel, make new alliances, and put herself at the +head of a new league against the Emperor and the Empire. The propositions now +submitted to your Majesty offer an insufficient guaranty against a relapse into +her former tyranny."</p> + +<p class="normal">"So long as Milan exists, the safety and peace of Lombardy +cannot be assured on a solid basis," said the consul of Vercelli. "Your Highness +must not only perform an act of justice, but also protect the interests of the +Italian cities. Not a stone should be left upon another in Milan!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The nobles seemed to dissent; but Frederic, who had silently +listened to the various arguments, gave no intimation of his own sentiments, +whether they were in favor of moderation or anger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The opinions are divided," said he, at length; "my Lord +Chancellor, be so kind as to give us your advice."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It seems to me," answered Rinaldo, "that the grave outrages +committed against your Imperial Majesty, can only be expiated by an unreserved +submission. If Milan has decided to cease her resistance, let her yield to the +Emperor unconditionally; it should depend upon his generosity whether the voice +of pity or of vengeance is to prevail."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We agree with you, my lord," said Frederic; "your words +decide the question. It is not the besieged, but the victor, who should dictate +the conditions. Whenever Milan shall have surrendered at discretion, we will +make known our intentions."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Our powers scarcely go so far," replied Nigri.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You can inform your countrymen of our pleasure. Lose no time +here, that your delay may not retard the destiny of your city."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXIX</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>HUMILIATION</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The Milanese had not doubted that their proposition would be +at once accepted. Frederic's refusal consequently was a matter of surprise, and +a majority of the most influential citizens felt confident that the people would +continue an energetic defence, rather than unconditionally capitulate. They were +mistaken. The Milanese refused to hear a word spoken in favor of further +resistance.</p> + +<p class="normal">When this information was communicated to the monarch, his +satisfaction was unbounded, for he foresaw at once the results of his +victory;--with Milan fell the last support of Alexander III.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic had driven the unfortunate Pontiff from Rome; and +although Genoa had offered him an asylum, this city could not hope to be able +long to serve as a refuge to the fugitive head of the Church; for with the +surrender of Milan, the resistance of the remaining cities of Lombardy became +unavailing.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The chief bulwark of Alexander's faction is levelled, and his +defeat prepares a glorious future for you, Sire," said Rinaldo, entering the +Imperial chamber. "Your wish of itself will suffice to drive Roland from Genoa. +And where can he go then? Spain alone can support his supremacy so long as she +is not struggling against the Moors. As to France, she cannot recognize this +pretended pope, and England must follow her example. I see nothing for him but +to seek the aid of the Saracens,--a strange alliance for His Holiness."</p> + +<p class="normal">He was dreaming of the future; Frederic, on the other hand, +was occupied only with the present. He desired that the formal surrender of +Milan should take place in the style best calculated to strike the imagination. +He wanted a tragedy to mark the fall of this queen of Lombardy, and he fixed the +6th of March as the date of the performance.</p> + +<p class="normal">A platform, sufficiently vast to accommodate, at the same +time, the Emperor and all his nobles, was erected outside of the camp. It was an +amphitheatre, with fourteen tiers of seats for the nobility, whilst the Imperial +throne towered above in splendid magnificence, an emblem of the supremacy of the +sovereign. The platform was hung with scarlet cloth, and costly carpets were +spread in the immediate vicinity of the monarch's stand, which was richly +ornamented with garlands of flowers and decked with the pennons of the different +princes. Behind was hoisted the Imperial banner.</p> + +<p class="normal">On the appointed day the troops were drawn up in battle-array +upon the plain, and the sunlight danced merrily upon the thousands of helmets +and lances of polished steel. Nearer, the knights, in complete armor, sat +motionless upon their chargers, like a wall of iron.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Milanese advanced despondently and slowly in dense masses. +At their head walked the consuls, barefooted, with halters around their necks, +and clothed in sackcloth. The banners and escutcheons of the several +municipalities were borne aloft on long lances. Not a breath of wind moved them, +and they hung sadly against their staves, as though mourning their city's ruin. +The keys of the town were carried on a cushion of blue velvet, ready to be +offered, by the consuls, to the Emperor. The bugles at times rang out a +melancholy wail of despair, and when they ceased, there went up a dirge of woe +mingled with supplications for mercy, like those uttered by the people in +moments of national calamity. It seemed as if Heaven were taking part in the +sombre pageant, for dark clouds suddenly veiled the sun, and the air grew heavy +and oppressive. The victors themselves were affected by the sight of this +humiliation of their valiant enemies, and only among the troops of the Italian +auxiliaries could be seen a sneer of irony and exultation.</p> + +<p class="normal">The consuls halted in front of the platform, and a thrill of +anxious expectation ran from rank to rank, until it reached the gates of Milan, +whence the people still continued to issue. Insensibly the crowd stood still. +The very boldest now were bowed to the earth. On all sides nothing met the eye +but ashes and cords and penitential vestments. The trumpets were silent, and the +solemn chant, <i>Kyrie Eleison</i>! <i>Kyrie Eleison</i>! was heard, as if the +citizens would show that they expected no aid now but from God. From time to +time a plaintive groan was answered by a thousand sighs of agony: it seemed the +dying breath of a whole nation whose funeral knell was sounding.</p> + +<p class="normal">There was a flourish of trumpets near the Imperial tent; +Barbarossa was about to appear. The sound grew nearer and more distinct; and +then the Emperor, surrounded by his nobles, rode up and dismounted about thirty +paces from the throne. With haughty bearing and a look of pride upon his face, +Frederic moved forward, followed by a splendid array of knights and princes. Far +away in the distance stretched the serried ranks of the army, and the whole +scene had that character of majestic grandeur so well suited to the sovereign +who dictated the laws of the world.</p> + +<p class="normal">Next to the monarch came the ambassadors of France and Spain +and England, who, although nominally sent to the Court on business of State, +seemed only there to share in Barbarossa's triumph as spectators of his +greatness. Frederic mounted the throne, his nobles took seats in the +amphitheatre, and at once a loud shout of glad applause rent the air. The +meanest soldier of the army rejoiced, for he felt that the bright rays of the +Imperial sun shone even upon him. He saw the Emperor above all; below him were +the brilliant ranks of the nobles, at his feet the people of Milan, prostrate +and humbled in the dust! The mind of Barbarossa was occupied with considerations +of grave importance. His face beamed with the intoxication of success, for his +soul exulted in his new honors. He saw all the nations, from Rome to Lubeck, +with their millions of inhabitants, submissive to his sceptre. He thought of +England and Spain, and France and Greece; and though there was much for him to +do ere they could be overcome, the end which he had in view seemed bright with +hope. His dream was to establish the supremacy of the Empire over all the +thrones of Christendom. He was ambitious to be the successor of Charlemagne, not +merely in name and dignity, but also in power. Plunged in his revery, he had +forgotten even the contemplated demolition of rebellious Milan. The consuls had +delivered up the keys of the city, already they had sworn their fealty, in the +presence of four hundred nobles, when a tumultuous movement of the troops +interrupted his meditations.</p> + +<p class="normal">One wing of the army which occupied the open space between the +encampment and the fortress, had changed front, and swinging round, opened a +passage to the advancing population, which was mingling its groans and +lamentations with the blasts of martial music and the shouts of triumph. With +halters around their necks and cross in hand, covered with sackcloth and +penitential vestments, they halted, successively, before the Imperial throne, +and as each group laid down before it their banners and trumpets, they solemnly +swore fealty, and then, slowly and sadly, took their way towards the narrow +space reserved for them on the opposite side of the plain.</p> + +<p class="normal">There was something really majestic in this simple +demonstration of the Milanese; and as their bugles sounded their farewell notes, +and their banners fell upon the ground, one would have imagined that a fraction +of the people was breathing its last sigh. Even the conquerors were moved to +pity, and although those nearest to the sovereign prudently dissembled their +emotion, the tears coursed down the bronzed cheeks of more than one rude +soldier. Barbarossa alone was stern and pitiless, and his remorseless glance, +bent upon the vanquished foe, seemed to indicate that he considered the +punishment a feeble atonement for the outrage offered to his Imperial majesty.</p> + +<p class="normal">The plain was now covered with a dense crowd. An immense +chariot, drawn by five white oxen, advanced slowly, bearing the celebrated +statue of St. Ambrose, Milan's patron saint, and an immense pole from which +fluttered the city's flag and those of all the other towns of the confederation. +The chariot was hung with scarlet cloth, the drivers were dressed in scarlet, +and twelve warriors, with casques and corslets of polished steel, covered with +robes of purple, formed an escort of honor.</p> + +<p class="normal">This chariot, which had been built by the Archbishop Ariberti, +played an important part in times of war, and was looked upon almost as the +<i>Palladium</i> of the City of Milan.</p> + +<p class="normal">During battle its banner towered above the combatants, and +served as a rallying-point; and it was the duty of the citizens to defend it to +the death,--it was the symbol, the soul of the free City, the glory and honor of +Milan.</p> + +<p class="normal">It halted in front of the throne, and the guards descended. A +death-like silence reigned, and glances of tearful anger were turned towards +Barbarossa. Suddenly an ominous crash was heard, the flag-staff had broken, and +its fall upset the car. The image of St. Ambrose, the flags and banners, had +rolled in the dust; and the deep bell of the distant cathedral tolled out +mournfully, as these symbols, once so brilliant, lay stretched upon the ground, +in striking analogy to the fate which awaited Milan.</p> + +<p class="normal">The people broke oat in groans of rage; some tore their hair +in very desperation, while others, yielding to the weight of their emotion, were +silent and bit their lips with grief and mortification. Still the Emperor +remained unmoved, although there were tears on the energetic face of Henry the +Lion, and his features told of his deep sympathy with the humiliation of the +illustrious city.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count of Biandrate, formerly an ally of the Milanese, but +now a stanch partisan of the Emperor, advanced, and kneeling before the +sovereign, craved his mercy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I implore your Majesty," he said, "to have pity upon this +people, which, humbled in the dust, prays for your forgiveness. All the +greatness, all the power of the proud city is at your feet. Do not regard them +as criminals; look upon them as your children who knew not how to discriminate +between good and evil; grant them their lives, and let compassion moderate your +justice!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Experience has already taught us the sad results of too much +clemency," answered Barbarossa. "Milan has despised and rejected our favors, and +has always remained the centre of all the seditions, the directress of all the +plots against the Empire and its sovereign."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nevertheless, I still supplicate your Majesty," continued the +Count, seeing that the Emperor's hesitation displeased the nobles, "not to break +the bruised reed. Would the fame of your Highness, or of the German nation be +increased, if, upon a sign from you, this mighty city, this assemblage of +warriors, became the object of a chastisement unequalled in the annals of +Christendom?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The nobles audibly gave signs of approbation, and Frederic was +unable to resist. Too much violence might produce unpleasant consequences; he +understood the position and moderated his sentence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will treat them with all the forbearance which is +compatible with justice," he said. "All have merited death; we will grant their +lives to all!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"God be praised!" exclaimed the nobles.</p> + +<p class="normal">But the Italians murmured. They wished nothing less than the +destruction of the city; and several of the consuls of the allied towns stepped +forward, and expressed their views with a violence and animosity which, +inwardly, pleased the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire," said the Pavian consul, "Milan destroyed Como and +Lodi, it is but justice that she should share their fate."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Recollect, Sire," added the consul of Vercelli, "that you owe +support to those who always remained faithful to your cause. So long as Milan +exists, neither peace nor order is possible. You have conquered the she-wolf; +your trusty sword has forced her to grovel in the dust; but that is not enough; +she must be destroyed! A few years hence, and Milan, always thirsting for her +neighbors' blood, will again extend her tyranny over all Lombardy. We ask for +simple justice. Sire, give us justice!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have every right to demand our protection," replied +Frederic, "and you shall have it. We will never permit our faithful subjects to +be oppressed. Milan shall be deserted, and within fifteen days all its +inhabitants must leave the city, and be divided into four detachments separated +from each other by a distance of at least two miles."</p> + +<p class="normal">The monarch arose and gave the signal that the ceremony was +finished.--He mounted his charger, and, surrounded by his nobles, trampling +under their horses' hoofs the banners which were spread out upon the +ground,--returned to his camp amid the loud strains of martial music, while the +Milanese wept sadly over the destruction of their much loved city.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXX</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>AMUSEMENTS</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">On the 26th of March, 1162, the victorious Emperor made his +triumphal entry into the conquered city, not through the gates, but over the +dismantled fortifications. Thence he proceeded with his Court to Pavia, where he +celebrated his successes with extraordinary pomp, and received the envoys from +the cities allied to Milan, who, despairing of preserving their liberty, came to +tender their submission. Severe terms were imposed upon Brescia, Placenza, +Imola, Faenza, and Bologna, while immense concessions were granted to those +towns which had remained faithful to their allegiance. Barbarossa also opened +negotiations with the powerful maritime republics of Genoa and Pisa, to which +were secured, by a secret treaty, portions of Sicily and Catania, until a more +equal division could be made of the rich treasures of the King of Naples.</p> + +<p class="normal">In this way Frederic followed up his designs, even while he +seemed most absorbed in his pleasures.</p> + +<p class="normal">Pavia surpassed herself in her efforts to entertain her +illustrious guest. The different corporations took turns in the amusements; but +he always found time to see everything, and nothing escaped his attention or +passed without praise. Accompanied by a brilliant retinue, often with the +Empress at his side, he rode through the streets decked with flags, winning +golden opinions from all, for he conversed freely with the humblest citizen, and +never dismissed unaided any one who came to ask his pity.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic possessed the great talent of nearly all those who +aspire to extended dominion; he knew how to conciliate popular sympathy.</p> + +<p class="normal">After a succession of jousts and tournaments, balls and joyous +galas, it was decided to produce the spectacle of the capture of a fort defended +by women and young girls. A square redoubt was built, flanked with small towers +and balconies, and with walls of variegated stuffs, of velvets, purple, and +ermine. The actors were clothed in rich tissues, decorated with gold and +diamonds; and in place of helmets they wore crowns of filigree-work or costly +diadems. In lieu of deadly weapons, they carried perfumed rose-water and amber, +with which they drenched the assailants. The variety of colors, the splendid +materials which formed the fortress, and the grace and beauty of its defenders, +made up a charming picture.</p> + +<p class="normal">Before the assault, a new pageant advanced to the sound of +joyous music; it was the corporation of bakers, carrying before them on a car +decked with flags and ribbons, an immense cake, a masterpiece of their art. They +marched around the fortress singing, and then deposited their offering near a +tall pole, announcing that it was to be the prize of the person who could pull +down the banner fastened to the summit of the mast.</p> + +<p class="normal">Next came the corporation of the butchers, with an immense hog +roasted whole; they were followed by the game dealers and the other trade +societies, all with costly presents. The vast cask of wine offered by the +tavern-keepers caused especial pleasure to the Germans.</p> + +<p class="normal">Meanwhile the young men prepared for the assault; surrounding +the mimic fortress, they were met with a shower of dates, pears, apples, +nutmegs, and cakes. Although it was only in sport, there was a good deal of +excitement, as is the case in the beginning of every contest, and the cheeks of +the fair defenders flushed, and their eyes flashed as their enemies drew near.</p> + +<p class="normal">The podestà raised his baton, and, to the sounds of a flute, +the strife began. On all sides a cloud of dates, quinces, and sweetmeats was +hurled against the fortress; the walls shook, and a noisy music drowned the +cries of the wounded. A shower of rose-water filled the air with rich perfume, +whilst a crowd of boys eagerly picked up the dainty missiles.</p> + +<p class="normal">One young man, particularly, displayed great energy during the +assault. Despite the rose-water and the amber, he reached the castle-door, and +forcing the passage with a rose-covered wand, penetrated to the heart of the +place. His courage excited the emulation and the envy of all; but his triumph +was short-lived, and he was soon expelled by the besieged. He came out, wrapped +from head to foot in a sheet smeared with honey, and when at last he had +succeeded in disentangling himself, a swarm of flies covered him, to the great +amusement of the spectators. Soon the besiegers declared that the citadel was +impregnable, and then a lady of lofty bearing appeared upon one of the +balconies, and announced the terms of capitulation.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have learned, valiant warriors," she said, "that violence +can accomplish nothing against us women. It is true that you are our masters, +but we know how to repay with usury, anything like cruelty or ill-treatment. +Only show us kindness and courtesy, and you can have what you will. By virtue of +my office, as governor of this castle, I think it my duty to inform you that we +have kept it as long as it so pleased us, and now we surrender of our own free +will, in order to set you an example of moderation."</p> + +<p class="normal">This harangue was received with laughter and shouts of +applause, and then the music announced that the ascent of the pole would begin.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Knight of Groswin, who was among the lookers-on, took no +pains to conceal his discontent; for the assault of the mimic fortress, far from +amusing him, had only provoked his anger, and it was evident that he would have +sought more congenial amusements, had he not been detained there on duty.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a stupid game! what a silly idea!" he said, as he +glanced towards the balcony, where Frederic and his courtiers were laughing and +talking with animation.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I cannot understand the Emperor," he resumed; "he chatters +like an old woman, and laughs as though he really were amused by these +mummeries. But, after all, it may only be a mask, the better to deceive these +Italians.--I wonder how he will look when he hears my message?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Goswin left the crowd, and entering the palace, sought the +Imperial hall.</p> + +<p class="normal">"That fellow climbs well," said Barbarossa to the Pisan envoy; +"see how tightly he clings to the slippery pole; I advise you to recruit him for +your fleet."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have plenty of sailors still more active than he Sire. The +approaching hostilities against Naples will show you of what our men are +capable."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have the deputies yet started for Pisa and Genoa?" inquired +the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"They went yesterday, Sire," replied the Pisan.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We will take advantage of the present opportunity, and no +longer delay the punishment which the unfriendly behavior of the Neapolitan king +so well merits. I am confident that the opposition of Venice is only prolonged +by William's assistance."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps it would be well to curb the power of the Venetians a +little?" remarked a Genoese. "It is not an easy matter, but your Majesty can be +assured of our hearty co-operation."</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic received this overture with evident satisfaction; the +mutual jealousy of the Italian cities served his own projects admirably.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What tidings does the Knight Goswin bring us?" asked the +Emperor, as the noble entered.</p> + +<p class="normal">"A communication which your Highness----"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is it very important?" said Frederic, hastily, fearing lest +the imprudent soldier might reveal, to indiscreet ears, things which ought not +to be known to every one. "Excuse me for a moment, my lords," and he withdrew on +one side with Goswin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, what is it?" he asked.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count Rechberg has returned to Lombardy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is that all? there was scarcely need to take the trouble of +telling me anything so unimportant."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It was the abbot who announced it to me; and I was to +communicate it to you," replied Goswin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The abbot!--What abbot?" asked the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The one who came to your camp before Milan, last summer."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Abbot Conrad, you mean?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps that is his name; he awaits you in the palace."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What motive can bring him?" inquired Frederic, greatly +surprised.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I can tell you, Sire: the abbot comes in the name of the +Archbishop of Salzburg, who is now near Pavia with some other prelates."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is this you say?" cried Barbarossa; "the Archbishop of +Salzburg in Italy, near us! How stupid in you, Goswin, to announce in this +frivolous manner a matter of such great importance!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I supposed that Count Erwin had, at least, as much importance +in your eyes, as the Bishop of Salzburg," answered the knight.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But why does he remain outside of the town? What prelates are +with him?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You can ask him yourself, Sire."</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic was going out, when the Podestà of Pavia entered.</p> + +<p class="normal">"One word only, Sire," he said.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, but speak quickly; the Metropolitan of Salzburg, +accompanied by several other prelates, has just arrived to offer us their +congratulations."</p> + +<p class="normal">The crafty Pavian understood better than Goswin the bearings +of this visit.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is another victory, Sire, a new triumph for your ideas, +more important, perhaps, even than that which you achieved at Milan. I merely +wished to inquire whether the two hundred silver marks, which Pavia has laid at +your feet, will be sufficient?--we are quite ready to offer more, should it be +required."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The sum is sufficient, Count; many thanks!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I also desire to remark, that the destruction of Tortona is +absolutely necessary to the security of your faithful Pavia. Your magnanimous +generosity was satisfied with the demolition of the fortifications; but, Sire, +the work is only half done."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pavia has nothing to fear from an open place."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Walls are soon rebuilt, Sire, and you know the unfriendly +feelings of Tortona towards us. We Pavians are ready to make any sacrifice, if +you will allow us to destroy that city."</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic, without answering, left the room abruptly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well!" said the Podestà, rubbing his hands gayly; "that +means, do as you please: I will not do it myself, but I will not forbid it."</p> + +<p class="normal">Goswin had heard all the conversation, and even his +intelligence took in all the immorality of the scene.</p> + +<p class="normal">"This really is a piece of knavery!" he said, as he followed +his master. "Tortona displeases Pavia; Pavia offers money to the Emperor, and +Tortona will be destroyed! Now I call this proceeding neither honorable, +imperial, nor even Christian."</p> + +<p class="normal">The monarch hastened to the ancient palace of the Lombard +kings, in which he had established his quarters. Scarcely had he arrived, when +Pope Victor requested an audience. It was refused, but the Abbot Conrad, on the +contrary, was immediately admitted in company with the Chancellor Rinaldo.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right welcome to Pavia, my lord Abbot," said +Barbarossa, "and the more so, because you announce the visit of our worthy +Metropolitan of Salzburg."</p> + +<p class="normal">At these words he glanced towards Dassel, whose impassive +face, as the Emperor well knew, boded no good.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The prelate offers his respectful salutations, and begs your +Majesty to appoint a time for an audience, in some other city than Pavia," said +the Abbot Conrad.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In some other city! And for what reason?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because it is not seemly for the Archbishop to enter the city +where Victor holds his court. His duty forbids him to have any intercourse with +the Antipope, and a sojourn in Pavia might be construed as a recognition of his +claims," replied the abbot.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo made a sign to Barbarossa, who listened without any +evidence of what was passing in his mind. Eberhard's reputation in Italy was +wide-spread, and this refusal to hold any communication with the Antipope was +naturally calculated to displease the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We can fully appreciate the Archbishop's prudence," remarked +Frederic, after a moment's reflection; "where is he at present?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"In the Abbey of St. Martin."</p> + +<p class="normal">"At St. Martin, in that paltry cloister which has scarcely +wherewithal to feed its own monks! We will direct an immediate change, more in +harmony with Eberhard's dignity and position. What prelates has he with him?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Bishop of Brixen, the Prior of Reichersburg, and several +abbots," answered Conrad.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We are highly pleased at the arrival of these worthy +prelates. Be prepared, my lord Abbot, to return here soon with some of my +courtiers, whom we will send forward to meet the Archbishop."</p> + +<p class="normal">Scarcely had Conrad left the room when Victor entered; +mortification and anger were depicted on his countenance.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I crave your pardon," he said, "if my visit here be +inopportune, but I have been grievously insulted, and I am well aware that your +Majesty will not leave unpunished those who outrage the legitimate Pope."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We are seriously busy in State affairs," replied Frederic, in +a tone of ill-humor; "however, relate at once your complaint."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Eberhard of Salzburg refuses to obey me, and rather than +contaminate himself by contact with the schismatic Victor, has left Pavia. This +public degradation is insupportable; the Chief of the Church, duly appointed and +confirmed by the Emperor, must not be thus vilified before all Christendom; such +an indignity deserves punishment."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am extremely grieved by this affront; what would you advise +me to do?" asked the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Chastise the Archbishop's pride, Sire; and oblige him to +acknowledge the lawful Pope."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oblige him! how does your wisdom interpret this?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"If he will not obey willingly, let him be made to obey by +force:--The only man whose energy sustains the schism in the German Church is in +your power."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You counsel, then, his arrest and close confinement?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It will scarcely be necessary to proceed to such extreme +measures. The fear which your Majesty inspires is quite enough of itself to make +him bend the knee."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Men of Eberhard's character are not easily influenced by +fear; that sentiment is unknown to them. A much more effective mode of +persuasion would be a visit from you to the Archbishop."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What say you!--I humble myself thus!--I solicit the +friendship of a rebellious prelate!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps we may desire you to take this step. If this alone +can put an end to the present difficulty, it must be done."</p> + +<p class="normal">Victor was thunderstruck at these words. Although his +relations with the Emperor were such that he had long lost all +self-consideration or respect; even his spirit revolted at the baseness of the +step which he was advised to take.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Majesty can never force me to this act of degradation," +he said; "I would rather resign the tiara."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have said perhaps:--We must be prepared for everything. But +allow me to return to this business, which is pressing."</p> + +<p class="normal">Victor protested his ready obedience, and bowed himself out of +the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He will have to come to it," said Frederic, turning towards +Dassel, who had kept to one side. "You will remember," he added, "that you have +heard nothing of our conversation with the Pope."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire, it is impossible; I must speak to you of it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"To what end?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"To what end! Can anything be of greater importance than to +ward off the blow which Eberhard is about to strike against you and the Holy +Father? Thank Heaven, circumstances will permit you to surmount the difficulty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Explain yourself."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You expect, in the course of the next two days, the arrival +of the relics of the three Magi which are to be borne here from Milan in solemn +procession. The respect which you will show will prove to all in Pavia the ardor +of your religious faith, and to do them still greater honor, you will send the +Pope in advance to meet them. Victor can start early to-morrow, and in this way +you can remove the purulent infection which is so offensive to the too delicate +Archbishop."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But will not Victor return with the relics?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He must not return; an order from your Majesty will take him +to Lodi, where he will wait until he is wanted."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Excellent!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Eberhard is in earnest, and your Majesty must stint nothing +in the evidences of respect shown to him. The people will admire your +condescension. Let your embassy be as brilliant as possible. Count Haro should +be one of your envoys; he possesses a magnificent castle between Pavia and St. +Martin. He can conduct the prelates thither, and your Majesty can then encounter +this Goliah of the South-German Episcopacy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bravo!" cried Frederic; "I approve of everything: Act at +once."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>AT RIVOLI</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">An express was immediately dispatched to Rivoli, bearing to +Count Haro the order to get all the apartments of his castle in readiness. +Dassel himself sent forward a train of mules, bearing costly carpets, silver +candlesticks, and massive plate--everything, in short, which was needed to offer +a most sumptuous hospitality. The castle, usually so quiet, assumed an air of +gayety, and the steward rushed in every direction, arranging and disarranging, +ordering, scolding, and hastening on the preparations.</p> + +<p class="normal">The chaplain of the castle alone remained calm, in the midst +of the general confusion. Evidently, some unusual occurrence condemned him to +idleness, for his callous hands showed that his occupations were not purely +intellectual. The servants generally abandoned to him everything which they +refused to do, and his appearance was rather that of a stable-boy than an +ecclesiastic. Although he had received but a limited education, Rainulph felt +the impropriety of such behavior, and often complained that his spiritual +functions were not regarded with becoming reverence. But his murmurs rarely +reached the Count's ear, and when they did, little attention was paid to them; +for Haro, always at Court, knew too well the Emperor's course towards the Pope +to be respectful to his own chaplain.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Since the Pope," he told him, "obeys Frederic's orders, you +must make up your mind to do as I tell you."</p> + +<p class="normal">But the chaplain of Rivoli was suddenly aroused from his +inactivity by a shrill voice.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How is this, sluggard?" cried the angry steward; "the stable +is not swept yet, everything is out of place, and the horses of His Majesty and +the Court will be here directly!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I don't care," answered Rainulph; "the manure may stay there; +I shall not touch it!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The steward could not believe his ears. The conduct of the +formerly submissive chaplain seemed inexplicable.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you mad? Have you not done that work a hundred times?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, and more too! You have made me do the most menial +drudgery, and I have complained in vain; but it is different to-day."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I suppose that you hardly intend to appeal to the Emperor?" +sneered the other. "You will make a fine thing of it. Don't you know, fool, that +the Pope and the bishops are as much the servants of the Emperor as the +chaplains are of the Castellan? I tell you it is the custom!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is a bad custom, an impious custom! Priests were not +ordained to clean out stables, but to discharge their sacred calling."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! what a noble transport! Wait a minute, till I teach you +your duty!"</p> + +<p class="normal">At that moment a horseman dashed up, and announced that the +prelates were close at hand. The steward raised his eyes to heaven, tore his +hair, ordered the chaplain to be locked up in one of the towers, and, entering +the castle, mounted upon a turret.</p> + +<p class="normal">"May all the saints aid me!" he cried, as he saw the valley +shining with helmets, and lances, and armor. "What! it is a whole army!--an army +of knights and counts! How am I to lodge all these in Rivoli, where there is +scarcely room for twenty lords with their retinues? It is impossible; they +cannot all come here! They must be blind not to see that the castle cannot hold +them, even were I to stow some of the knights in the barns and the cellars. No! +it is not possible! But let us see: they are at the foot of the hill. Ah! the +men-at-arms halt, and are letting the prelates take the lead. Quick, Romano, +quick! put on your finest suit, the newest you have. To-day you must be marshal +of the palace."</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst the steward was donning his rich livery, and taking his +long silver-headed staff of office, Eberhard of Salzburg slowly ascended the +hill. The old man was tall in stature, of energetic strongly-marked features, +whose expression was by no means softened by a pair of piercing eyes. His voice +was deep and sonorous, and all his words carefully selected. He rode easily, in +spite of his advanced age, which had neither broken down his vigorous physical +strength nor weakened his intellect. His suite and the costume which he himself +wore indicated his high rank. His surcoat was bordered with ermine, and he wore +around his neck a heavy gold chain, to which hung a pastoral cross enriched with +jewels. The saddle of his courser was ornamented with rings and buckles of +silver.</p> + +<p class="normal">By his side were Herman, Bishop of Brixen; and Gerhoh, prior +of Reichersberg; two noble dignitaries of grave and serious demeanor. Behind +them were several abbots, and last, the escort of honor, sent by Frederic, in +which could be remarked Count Erwin of Rechberg.</p> + +<p class="normal">Count Haro hastened to the court-yard to welcome the prelate, +as he dismounted; a crowd of servants stood ready to take care of the horses, +and soon the noble hosts were introduced to the castle.</p> + +<p class="normal">Eberhard's own followers remained at the foot of the hill, +where they at once pitched their tents, as was the custom of the time. About two +hundred soldiers had accompanied the Archbishop, from Salzburg, and formed an +escort sufficiently numerous to hold in awe the most desperate highwaymen.</p> + +<p class="normal">The prelate knew that a display of strength always imposes +upon savage and uneducated men, and, although living, in his own house, with +almost monastic simplicity, he never neglected on all public occasions to appear +with as much pomp as possible.</p> + +<p class="normal">Offering his fatigue as an excuse, he partook but lightly of +the banquet, and soon retired to his own apartment; the other ecclesiastics +shortly followed his example; but Haro and the laymen, who were his guests, +remained at table until nightfall.</p> + +<p class="normal">The pleasures of the feast offered little attraction to Erwin, +and he found still less pleasure in listening to the recital of Barbarossa's +victory over the Milanese, which he had already heard recounted a hundred times, +in all its most minute details.</p> + +<p class="normal">Taking advantage of a beautiful spring evening, he left the +hall and the castle, and descending the hill, soon found himself in the little +park. He had scarcely taken his seat and begun to reflect that in spite of the +Metropolitan's intercession, his Imperial godfather might, possibly, send him +back again to Suabia, when a long whistle attracted his attention. A little +while after, the sound was repeated, and replied to from the castle; then he +heard footsteps, and saw two men approach each other and converse in a low tone, +at a short distance from him.</p> + +<p class="normal">The occurrence appeared mysterious and aroused his curiosity, +the more so, that these night-walkers wore the short cloaks and high hats of the +Italian nobility, which almost concealed the face. Rechberg listened +attentively, but could not make out their conversation. He only could catch the +names of "Pope, Emperor, France, and Eberhard," because they were uttered with +much energy. To his great surprise, he suddenly heard his own name pronounced.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count Erwin of Rechberg!--It is not possible!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The other added a few words in a smothered voice, to which a +curse was the reply. Then they separated, one of them moving towards the castle. +Erwin determined to accost the Unknown. The stranger with surprise halted and +laid his hand on his sword. Erwin looked at him attentively, but could +distinguish nothing, except a pair of flashing eyes and a thick black beard.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is not my profession to interfere with honest people," he +said, "but as you made use of my name, just now, I have the right to ask who you +are and with what you reproach me."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Who I am is of no importance to you, Count," answered the +stranger; "and if you follow the teachings of your own conscience, I can +reproach you with nothing."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do you mean? For whom do you take me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"For a frivolous youth, who forgets his promises too easily."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Villain! withdraw this insult at once, or ----" And he put +his hand to his sword-hilt.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have no intention of offending you," replied the Unknown, +coolly; "do not draw your sword: not that I fear it, but because I have no wish +to fight with a gentleman whose enemy I am not."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! and yet you do not hesitate to calumniate me!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Unpleasant truths are not calumnies. It is positive that you +have broken your word, in a circumstance where it should have been held sacred."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The proof! Quickly--or, upon my honor, you shall not repeat +the insult a third time!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you know the Lady of Castellamare?</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are betrothed to her."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am; what then?" asked Rechberg.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you not restored to Barbarossa's favor on condition of +marrying another person?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I--forget Hermengarde!--such an assertion does not even merit +a denial."</p> + +<p class="normal">"That is strange," said the Unknown, shaking his head.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What else is there besides?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor banished you on account of your projects of +marriage, and yet you are back again."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You conclude therefore that I have purchased the Imperial +favor by the violation of my word?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Such is my conviction."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why suppose evil rather than good? Would it not have been +more natural to think that Rechberg had profited by Eberhard's arrival to obtain +pardon through his intercession? That would have been reasonable and just, and +you would have guessed the correct motive of my return."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you not invited to the Court?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am not."</p> + +<p class="normal">"If such is the case, your fidelity has been severely tested. +Do not be uneasy about your reconciliation with Barbarossa; you come at an +opportune moment. He needs you, or, rather, he would like to use you, to +accomplish an evil action. Still I hope that you will not allow yourself to be +led away."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Will you explain your meaning?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will learn it soon enough. Misfortune travels quickly. I +merely tell you: be faithful to your betrothed, to your wife; do not be seduced +or dazzled by ambition. Farewell!----"</p> + +<p class="normal">"One moment! Cease this equivocation and tell me plainly what +all this means."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still, you must be satisfied with what I have made known to +you: you are forewarned; that is all that is necessary. Do not delay me, for my +time is precious; we will meet again in Pavia."</p> + +<p class="normal">The stranger disappeared, and Rechberg, full of uneasiness, +returned to the castle.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>ALEXANDER'S AMBASSADOR</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">On the very next morning Erwin could judge of the truth of at +least some of the stranger's assertions. Frederic arrived early, and contrary to +the expectations of all, received our hero with open arms and every token of +sincere affection. Rechberg himself was surprised, for no allusion whatever was +made to the previous misunderstanding.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are welcome, Erwin," said the monarch, when Eberhard +presented the young man; "I heard of your arrival in Pavia, and was pleased to +think that you could accompany us to France."</p> + +<p class="normal">He pressed the Count's hand with so much warmth, that the +latter could no longer doubt that his sovereign had some ulterior designs in +view. The Chancellor also was most amiable, and during their return to Pavia, +which took place the same day, rode constantly by his side, speaking of the +contemplated council which was to be held in France, at which the French and +English monarchs were to be present. He took such pains to vaunt the riches and +elegance of the French ambassador, Count Henry of Champagne, whose sister had +just married King Louis, that Rechberg was completely puzzled, and resolved to +be more than ever on his guard.</p> + +<p class="normal">A magnificent reception had been prepared by Frederic's order +in Pavia. Victor and his partisans had left the city, and everything which could +possibly remind any one of the Antipope, had disappeared, even to the arms which +hung over his palace.</p> + +<p class="normal">The zealous Omnibonus, Bishop of Verona, a stanch adherent of +Alexander, and the uncompromising opponent of Victor, received the Metropolitan +at the entrance of the cathedral. Barbarossa had determined that the Archbishop +should have no pretext for discontent, and that he himself would appear free +from all party spirit, and only desirous of assuring the peace and unity of the +Church. The pious Eberhard, whom nothing could fatigue, was delighted with the +state of things. As it appeared, Pope Alexander, previous to his departure from +Genoa, had written to him to request his mediation with the Emperor, and the +prelate hoped to experience little difficulty in influencing him to a kind and +moderate course of action, particularly, as, during their journey from Rivoli, +Frederic had acknowledged, in a flattering manner, the personal merits of the +Pope. Eberhard, with Bishop Herman of Brixen, immediately waited upon the +Emperor, and were at once received. As soon as Alexander's name was mentioned, a +look of anger crossed the monarch's face and his eyes flashed. It was gone in an +instant, but the Archbishop had perceived it, and although Frederic listened +calmly to his explanations, he feared to encounter an inveterate and +irreconcilable hatred. Judging that the Pope's letter would best define his +position, he laid it before the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The explanations offered by the Cardinal Roland are scarcely +in accordance with the efforts made by him to prolong the resistance of the +Milanese," remarked Barbarossa. "We hold positive proofs that he encouraged the +rebels, by presenting the revolt to them under the appearance of a sacred war. +You will acknowledge yourself, as a holy and honorable ecclesiastic, that this +is not the action of a loyal subject."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sire," replied Eberhard, "Pope Alexander never either +encouraged or approved of the insurrection. The documents which your Majesty +holds are forgeries and valueless, as the work of people little worthy of +credit, who seek to advance their own selfish ends by sowing discord in the +Church. What is true, is, that Alexander thanked the Milanese for their loyalty +to him, and their opposition to the Antipope; in this, he only did his duty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is a sad business!" said Frederic, with a sigh. "Suppose, +for example, that we became the protector of Victor, and that the people were +excited to disobey him, the rebellion would be nothing but a crusade against the +schismatic Frederic of Hohenstauffen--"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is never lawful for Christians to fight against their +sovereign," replied Eberhard. "In the time of Nero, they became martyrs for +their faith, but never rebels."</p> + +<p class="normal">This observation seemed to reassure the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well," said he. "Personally, we have no cause of +complaint against Alexander. If the approaching council to be held at Besançon, +at which the bishops of our Empire and those of France and England are to +assist, pronounces the claims of Alexander to be legitimate, we shall be the +first to recognize his supremacy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The decision scarcely appears doubtful," said Herman of +Brixen: "Victor has violated every law too audaciously."</p> + +<p class="normal">"As for ourselves," resumed Barbarossa, "we are not so proud +but that we are ready to acknowledge our error, so soon as it shall be proved."</p> + +<p class="normal">"May the Divine grace produce good fruit to your desires," +said the Archbishop. "The Holy Father writes to you:--'I beg and supplicate the +Emperor to take pity on the Church, and grant her peace. Let him not believe +that aught of good can result from the evil which he has promoted, for as the +abyss of heresy widens, a still greater number of souls plunge into it and are +lost. Assure him that we are ready to stretch forth our hand to bless him, as +soon as he will renounce the bonds of iniquity, and cease to protect the +disloyal Octavian.' Words truly evangelical!" added Eberhard; "with what joy the +Holy Father will learn that you do not spurn his offered hand!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Again, I must assure you, my lord Archbishop, that our +decision is entirely dependent upon that of the council," replied Barbarossa, +refraining from the discussion of a subject which diplomacy forbade him to +broach under its true light. "We understand that the relics of the three kings +will arrive to-morrow. We desire that they be received with all the honor which +they merit, and that they be exposed, for a few days, in Pavia. It will gratify +us should your Reverence deign to organize the proper ecclesiastical ceremony."</p> + +<p class="normal">"With infinite joy, Sire; I will be careful that the clerical +prescriptions are observed."</p> + +<p class="normal">The monarch accompanied the prelates to the door of his +apartment, where he dismissed them. Scarcely had he re-entered, when Rinaldo +appeared.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How did your Majesty sustain the first shock?" he inquired.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pretty well. We will recognize Alexander as soon as the +council acknowledge his claims."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Excellent," said Dassel; "but we will take care that the +council do not acknowledge him. The presence of one as holy as Eberhard has +already begun to bear its fruits! He enjoys so vast a reputation of sanctity +among the people, that his visit suffices to make of the schismatic Barbarossa +the most faithful of the faithful. You must acknowledge, Sire, that you really +owe me a debt of gratitude for my discovery. But let us not forget what is +equally material: the wind has completely shifted at the French Court. The Count +of Champagne has shown me a letter from the royal Chancellor, giving him full +powers to conclude an arrangement with you. This excellent Count is beside +himself with joy, for if he had been in his senses, he would most certainly not +have been quite so communicative."</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is no reason to be astonished if the noble Count should +have lost his wits. Did we not promise him castles, and bailiwicks, and +fortresses along the Lorraine frontier?" replied the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It needed a tempting bait to catch the Count of Champagne; +but a diplomatist should never hesitate to make promises. The French ambassador +is yours, body and soul; ask him what you please, there is no fear of a +refusal."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What can have caused this fortunate change?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! little enough. Alexander received Louis' envoy quite +roughly; he preached a long sermon to the Abbot Theobald of St. Germains, and +threatened the Archbishop of Orleans, the royal Chancellor, with canonical +censure. The courtiers complain; the king is hurt, and proposes to abandon +Alexander."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well!--What do you advise me to do now?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let the Count, in the name of his sovereign, notify the +French ecclesiastics, and announce Alexander's coming. If, in the meanwhile, +Louis should change his mind, which, with the French character, is not at all +unlikely, either the Count will oblige the King to keep his word, or he must be +himself disavowed. In which latter case, Troyes, Champagne, and the rich +provinces which belong to them, will be happily annexed to the Empire, and the +French kingdom necessarily weakened."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your advice is good," said Frederic; "send in the Count, and +have the contract ready."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Count will doubtless remind your Majesty of my promises; +do not hesitate, ratify everything, and affix your seal, without scruple, to all +which he may propose."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Best content," replied Barbarossa, as the Chancellor left the +apartment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Alexander, your death-knell has sounded!" exclaimed the +Emperor; "and soon the most dangerous enemy of our Imperial supremacy, the most +intrepid and cunning opponent to our wishes, will regret his haughty conduct. +Ah! for the Emperor to be altogether Emperor, the Pope must not seek to divide +the Empire with him. The pagan emperors called themselves <i>Pontifices maximi</i>, +and they were; why should I not be the head of Church as well as State?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Meanwhile Count Dassel was making every preparation for the +treaty. On his passage through the palace he approached a window looking into +the garden.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is not there yet," he said. "Ah! still--there they are; it +is all right!" and with a scornful sneer he disappeared.</p> + +<p class="normal">It was towards Rechberg that the Chancellor's attention had +been directed. The Count was approaching, accompanied by a young nobleman, whose +appearance offered a certain resemblance to that of Rinaldo himself. They were +conversing with animation, and the bright look, the graceful bearing, the +elegant shape and ironical expression of the nobleman, vividly recalled the +German statesman.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your description of the Countess is calculated to excite +one's curiosity. Who is her father?" asked Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count Henry of Champagne, the ambassador and brother-in-law +of the King of France," replied the nobleman.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count Dassel has spoken to me of the father, but has said +nothing of the daughter."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Indeed! he said nothing of her whom all Pavia is talking +of,--nothing about Richenza?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And you say that she leaves for France to-morrow?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have heard so; she only came to do homage to the sacred +relics."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Where does she live?" asked Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Outside of the city walls, in a villa; for the Count, though +in every way polite and courteous, keeps his daughter secluded. He seems like a +miser who watches anxiously over his treasure."</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is a prudent father, Hellig."</p> + +<p class="normal">"He would have done better to leave her at home."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What frightful egotism! Richenza came here not to be seen, +but to see."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are right. But I shall not look at her again, although I +shall have the best chance in the world tomorrow at Pavia."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still you will go with me, Hellig?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the use of it? Must I point the sun out to you, and +then tell you it is there? You should take more care of your peace of mind; your +neighbor's misfortunes ought to serve you as a warning."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Don't be alarmed. Suppose that I already possess a jewel +whose brilliancy eclipses all others; you tell me: Come, and see the brightest +diamond in the world! I shall go, although I am sure beforehand that this +treasure is naught in comparison to mine."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment a courtier appeared with an invitation to Count +Rechberg to be present as a witness at the interview about to take place between +Frederic and the Ambassador of France.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>A WARNING</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The removal of the holy relics of the three Magi had excited +the people, and from all sides a crowd of every age and sex hurried forward +toward Pavia. The Emperor and his entire Court went out to meet the procession, +and soon a noise like the distant murmuring of the sea, announced the approach +of the relics.</p> + +<p class="normal">The shrine, carried by the monks, was a work of art of +inestimable value. It was shaped like a dome, of gold and silver, studded with +precious stones. Four columns supported the roof, which was of solid gold; and +the sides exhibited medallions representing scenes in the life of the three wise +men of the East.</p> + +<p class="normal">Eberhard of Salzburg inaugurated the ceremonies with the +greatest solemnity. Frederic and seven other princes bore the shrine through the +streets, which were lined by the knights, in complete armor, in order to keep +back the crowd. Flags floated from every turret and spire, and the windows were +decked with rich draperies and ornaments of gold and silver, above which +appeared the reverent faces of the pious inhabitants. The streets were hidden +beneath masses of flowers and costly carpets; the bells tolled, and the people +chanted hymns of thanksgiving and of praise. Rinaldo himself, magnificently +dressed, seemed, as he walked along with clasped hands, to be animated by the +same sentiment of respectful awe which pervaded all classes of the spectators. +Occasionally he glanced stealthily at the Emperor with every evidence of +satisfaction on his features, for the crafty chancellor fully appreciated the +motives which had influenced his sovereign to this parade of outward devotion.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg took part in the religious ceremony in an entirely +different frame of mind. He prayed fervently, joined in the sacred chants of the +congregation, and repeated audibly the invocations of the people. With a lively +faith in the power of the holy kings, he laid bare to them his inmost heart, and +sought their intercession. He besought them to draw down the blessing of God +upon his approaching marriage with Hermengarde, promising that he would, after +its solemnization, suspend three silver lamps as a votive offering in their +honor from the dome of the Cathedral of Cologne. He pronounced this vow at the +moment that the procession crossed the nave to replace the shrine in the body of +the church. Seats for the Empress and other Court ladies had been erected on +either side; and Rechberg, who did not understand the Latin prayers chanted by +the clergy, desired to contemplate the brilliant spectacle presented by the +Imperial suite. He thought that he had sufficiently honored the relics by his +devotions. He remembered the vaunted beauty of the Countess Richenza of +Champagne, and he gazed curiously around. The benches on the right were occupied +exclusively by Beatrice and her ladies of honor; the Countess must necessarily +be on the other side, to which his back was turned. He might by a slight +movement change his position, but he feared lest his action might appear rude. +After a moment's hesitation, however, he stepped forward so that his face was +concealed by the main altar, and then, certain that he had not been remarked, he +turned round unaffectedly. His curiosity was immediately gratified. In the first +row, at a few paces only from him, knelt the daughter of the Count of Champagne. +Her veil was thrown back, and a cloud of fair hair fell in rich masses upon her +neck. Her eyes were fixed upon the shrine, and her lips moved as though in +prayer.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg was bewildered with admiration. Hellig had +exaggerated nothing, for Richenza was wonderfully beautiful. Suddenly her eyes +were raised toward the young man, who hastily turned away.</p> + +<p class="normal">In the interval, the ceremony had been completed. The shrine +had three doors, like a large church. They were open, and through a golden +lattice-work could be seen the venerated relics. An immense number of tapers +were burning in candlesticks of silver; several priests were watching carefully +around the shrine, and monks were seated before the doors to receive the books +and engravings and pictures which the piety of the crowd presented as votive +offerings to the holy remains.</p> + +<p class="normal">Eberhard of Salzburg could not let escape this excellent +opportunity of proclaiming his religious sentiments. He stood upright on the +summit of the altar-steps, immediately in front of the ostensorium, ready to +bless the princes and the people. But, before bestowing the benediction, and +much to the discomfiture of the Emperor and the confusion of Rinaldo, he +pronounced a few words of earnest exhortation, counselling obedience to the +authority of Alexander III.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Our gracious Emperor and lord," he said, "whose duty it is to +defend the Church, will root out the venom of heresy. It is due to his own +renown, to the name which he inherits from his Carlovingian ancestors, to the +glory which he has won, to rise in aid of the Holy See, and to show to all the +scoffers, that he is the obedient son of the Pope, the protector of the Church, +of law, and of morals. It is on these conditions that I bless our noble +sovereign; I bless all those illustrious prelates and knights who obey Pope +Alexander,--I bless all the world of faithful Catholics."</p> + +<p class="normal">He was about to take the ostensorium, when Barbarossa made a +sign. It was impossible that the discourse of the Archbishop before so brilliant +an assembly could be allowed to pass unnoticed.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Reverence has profited by this opportunity," he said, +"to remind us of the duties of our position. These duties are onerous, indeed, +now that error has possessed the minds of many of our fellow-men. We espouse the +cause of no faction; we only defend right and justice. Our predecessors, acting +in this by the advice of high ecclesiastical dignitaries, deposed all those, +whatever their position, who profited by it to the injury of souls and the +prejudice of the Holy Church. Our duty is the same, and we are resolved to +discharge it. Whenever the Plenary Council, which is about to assemble, shall +have proclaimed who is the lawful Pope, we will defend him against all his +enemies and opposers whatsoever. May the present schism soon be destroyed +forever, and may peace be restored to God's Holy Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic had spoken energetically, and with a loud voice. The +words rang through the cathedral as though they were a profession of faith made +in the presence of the world. Rinaldo smiled faintly, and the crowd shouted, +"What a pious Sovereign! What a God-fearing Emperor! May God protect and defend +him!"</p> + +<p class="normal">After the benediction, Rechberg left the cathedral, in the +Emperor's train. All at once he felt a touch upon his arm, and, turning, saw the +stranger of the park of Rivoli, dressed in the rich costume of the Italian +nobility. On the former occasion the moonlight had enabled him to catch merely a +glimpse of his person, but he at once recognized him by his strongly marked +features and his long beard. Upon a sign from the Unknown, Erwin followed him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I promised," he said, as soon as they had entered a +by-street, "to meet you in Pavia. Let us then at once resume our previous +conversation. But let me first ask you one question: Is your fidelity to the +lady of Castellamare not yet shaken?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"If I had not confidence in your loyalty," replied Erwin, "I +should regard the question as an insult."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Take care, young man; you do not yet know the inconstancy of +the human heart."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Thanks for your advice; but, in pity, tell me, what motives +prompt your interference?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What I told you at Rivoli should be proof enough that I am +informed on all Court secrets. This infamous Rinaldo has arranged +everything.--He has shown you the Countess of Champagne; you admired her; you +will speak to her to-day;--the rest will come of itself, naturally."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg was astonished. Hellig was nothing but a tool of the +Chancellor. He understood now the reasons for Dassel's extravagant praise of the +French envoy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I must acknowledge," he said, "that you are extremely well +informed; and I need no other proof to give credence to what you advance. But if +this Rinaldo fancies that he can make me unfaithful to my oath, he is grievously +mistaken."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still, he wishes to bring about a marriage between you and +the Countess of Champagne."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg blushed indignantly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How!" he said; "does Dassel believe me faithless, base, and +without honor?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Dassel believes everything possible, because he himself is +capable of everything. Don't be surprised at anything in that man, whom they +rightly call <i>ruina mundi</i>; I only wonder that Barbarossa has not a better +opinion of his relative."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Eh! what? the Emperor too thinks so meanly of me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No, Count; the Emperor does not think meanly of you; he +wishes to use you for his own purposes, that is all. Rinaldo has shown to him +the advantages of a union between you and Richenza. Frederic's own marriage gave +Burgundy to the Empire; a similar proceeding would unite Champagne. Believe me, +the plan is by no means a bad one. For a cousin of Frederic to become Count of +Troyes and Champagne would be a great step forward in the march to universal +dominion. But, as I have already said, the question is, Are you strong enough to +resist?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well! if the heiress to the throne of France were to offer me +her hand, I would refuse it!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Richenza returns to her home, and you will be her escort," +continued the stranger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Barbarossa will give you the order himself."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well; if he does, I shall decline the honor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You cannot."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you advise me to accompany the Countess?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I do."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But you have yourself reminded me of the inconstancy of the +human heart."</p> + +<p class="normal">"He who is on his guard has nothing to fear."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will not put myself in a false position."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But when I will have informed you that Hermengarde's +journey----"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you know where she is living?" asked Erwin.</p> + +<p class="normal">"No; but your cousin owns property in that part of the +country. It is there a fearful, mortal struggle against Alexander will take +place; there, the bishops of England, Germany, and France will assemble, at +Barbarossa's request, to restore peace to the Church: it is there, that Louis +will meet Frederic; it is also in that direction that the Count of Champagne and +his daughter are going."</p> + +<p class="normal">"So that, without doubt, I will be near Hermengarde?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you refuse to yield to Barbarossa's wishes, he will send +you back to Germany."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is very probable. Well, be it so; I will accept the +mission."</p> + +<p class="normal">"In that case, my dear Count, I must ask you to do me a +service," said the stranger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Speak! you have a claim to my gratitude."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Suppose that a lady of high rank should wish to travel under +your protection?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You only require me to fulfil one of the duties of chivalry. +Where shall I meet this lady?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"She and her suite will join you a few miles from here. The +roads are so insecure that your escort will be extremely valuable; but, like all +unfortunates, she requests to be left as much as possible alone."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I understand; but, before separating, can I not learn the +name of him who seems to take so warm an interest in my welfare?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"My name?" said the <i>stranger</i>, irresolutely. "Call me +Antonio; the name is an humble one, but a thousand noble ancestors of immortal +fame are not sufficient to make their descendant a man of honor."</p> + +<p class="normal">They parted, and Erwin entered the palace, where he met +Hellig.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah!" said he to himself, "here comes the traitor, Dassel's +tool."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count, I am directed to lead you to the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg went to the Imperial chamber, and was informed by +Barbarossa that he had chosen him to accompany the French Count to his home.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let all be in readiness," he said, "for to-morrow's journey."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXIV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE DIVORCED DUCHESS</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Count Henry's journey was long and tedious. He halted in every +locality which seemed to offer any attraction, and even remained nearly three +weeks at Chanbery. But these delays were prompted by political reasons, and many +couriers came and went between the Count and the Courts of Germany and France. +He also visited several of the principal towns of Italy, and his frequent +interviews with the Pisan and Genoese envoys presaged the conclusion of an +offensive and defensive alliance between these maritime republics and France and +the Emperor. Although the Count regretted this forced seclusion of his daughter, +the fair Richenza scarcely seemed to regret her monotonous existence. On the +contrary, accustomed to excite universal admiration in the gay and brilliant +French Court, the ceremonious politeness of the young German noble amused her. +It was in vain that, to further her father's projects, she treated him with +marked distinction; he remained always the same, perfectly courteous, but cold +and reserved. At last the young Countess got piqued, but Erwin cared little for +this; he had been warned by the Unknown of the Emperor's designs, and he was on +his guard. Still, this constant struggle between duty and temptation rendered +his position a painful one, and he regretted a hundred times his acceptance of +the mission in which he was now engaged.</p> + +<p class="normal">One day, in the midst of a profound revery, he heard a light +rap at the door of his apartment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Come in!" he cried.</p> + +<p class="normal">A veiled woman entered, but although she remained covered, +Rechberg recognized her as one of the attendants of the unknown lady whom +Antonio had intrusted to his care. Our hero was ignorant of her rank and +position, for he had never seen her face; and she always remained in her tent, +or else was so deeply veiled that he could neither distinguish her features nor +even the sound of her voice. He often rode by her side, less through curiosity +than as a chivalrous duty; still it was impossible to penetrate the mystery +which enveloped her, and one thing alone was evident, that she was the victim of +some crushing misfortune.</p> + +<p class="normal">Now at last, the lady had sent to request his visit, and +Rechberg followed the messenger through many tortuous streets to a house which +seemed chosen with an especial view to retirement and melancholy, and it was not +without emotion that Erwin entered the apartment, where, surrounded by her +attendants, the lady was reclining upon a divan. Upon his entrance, she rose and +advanced a step to reply to his courteous bow, and then motioned him to a seat. +There was a long silence, during which Erwin looked attentively at the lady, +whose stature and dignified deportment announced to be of high position.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count," she said, in a calm, sweet voice, "first let me thank +you for the kind protection which you have given to a very wretched woman. +Pardon me, if I have been compelled, by circumstances, to conceal my name and +character; but I still need your aid, and I trust that, though unknown, I may +count upon it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have merely discharged the duties imposed by the laws of +chivalry," replied Erwin; "I am always ready to serve you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Thank you, my lord. You probably know that His Holiness the +Pope Alexander III. has taken refuge in France, and is at present in a monastery +on the frontiers of the Empire, not for from Laon. It is there, near to the +Father of the faithful, the support of the afflicted and the unhappy, that I am +now going."</p> + +<p class="normal">She paused for a reply, and it seemed to Erwin that her voice +was familiar, and that he had already heard it at the Court.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I now learn," she resumed, "that the Holy Father, through +fear for his personal safety on account of the alliance between France and the +Emperor, intends to go to England. Should he do so, I shall lose this +opportunity of laying my sorrows at the feet of the Vicar of Jesus Christ. To be +so near the only person who can aid me in my misfortunes, and yet not see him, +will be an additional trial. You, Count, can relieve my unhappiness by +consenting to accompany me to Laon."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do you ask me to do?" said Erwin. "I cannot leave the +Count of Champagne, without violating all the rules of courtesy and incurring my +sovereign's displeasure; but I will do all in my power to persuade him to hasten +his journey."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your efforts will be vain. The Count of Champagne is merely a +statesman who is influenced by reasons of political expediency, but not by pity +for the sufferings of a stranger."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still I will try."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will lose your time; but, perhaps, when you see my face, +you will consent to do what you have refused to a mere unknown."</p> + +<p class="normal">She raised her veil;--Clemence, Duchess of Saxony, pale and +dejected, stood before him, the living image of grief.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Great God!" he cried, "can it be you, noble lady? You, the +most powerful princess of the Empire, here, unprotected, without the retinue +which belongs of right to the Duchess of Saxony and Bavaria!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Calm yourself," she answered. "What are rank and dignities? I +am nothing now but a poor, divorced wife, who implores your aid and pity."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is true then? That infamous deed, of which they spoke so +cautiously, has really been consummated?" cried Erwin, indignantly. "Duke of +Saxony, they call thee 'the Lion,' but thou art only a lion in cruelty! Henry, +thou art an unnatural husband, a prince without honor, the disgrace of +knighthood!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg's eyes flashed, and his hand sought his sword-hilt, +as though he would chastise the crime.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Restrain yourself, do not blame him," said Clemence. "The +fault is entirely theirs who have led him astray, and estranged his heart from +the sentiments of duty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Not at all, noble Duchess; your excuses only render him more +guilty. But tell me how such iniquity could be perpetrated under the very eyes +of the Emperor? Why this visit to the Pope? Is not our sovereign the guardian of +our rights? Why did you not appeal to him?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have done so, but in vain! Frederic pities my fate, but he +neither can, nor will defend my rights."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You say that he cannot?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Those were his own words. The marriage is invalidated by our +consanguinity; he is not competent to decide in matters of divorce."</p> + +<p class="normal">"As if it were not the duty of the Emperor to prevent or +punish every act of injustice! You are related to your husband, and the +discovery has only just been made!--This is still more extraordinary."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The discovery is entirely due to the hatred of the Chancellor +Rinaldo. Oh! how happily we lived together until that evil man came across our +path!--Then, my husband was great and noble, a lion in war, but a lamb at home, +a loving and attentive father, a tender and affectionate husband!--And now, O my +God!"</p> + +<p class="normal">And her tears, impatient of all restraint, burst forth in +torrents.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Calm yourself, madam! believe me, such a deed cannot be +lawfully recognized. Were there any formal proceedings? Has any sentence been +pronounced?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor presided at his tribunal, and the Pope decreed +the divorce! It was in vain I tried to defend my cause; I begged on my knees for +mercy; all was useless.--At last, moved by my tears and entreaties, Victor +confessed that our consanguinity was not established, and that he had annulled +the marriage by the express command of His Majesty, and against his own +convictions."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Alas!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Consanguinity," said he, "is a mere pretext; State reasons of +the highest importance have compelled the Emperor to this course."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Heavens! is it thus that justice is administered? Madam, your +tale has changed my intentions. Since the Emperor cannot protect your rights, I +will accompany you to the Holy Father. Make your arrangements, noble lady, we +will start immediately."</p> + +<p class="normal">Gero met his master at the door, and received orders to +prepare everything for their departure. Erwin then went to his apartment, where, +with many a bitter invective against Barbarossa's conduct, he began to put on +his armor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"And yet, I cannot go!" he said to himself, as he left his +chamber. "How annoying! What ought I to do? A true knight owes as much respect +to courtesy as to his other duties."</p> + +<p class="normal">He laid down his lance, and went to call on Richenza. The +young Countess had just finished her toilette, as he entered, and was +exquisitely dressed in white.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Deign to excuse my early visit, noble lady," said the Count; +"I was unable to defer it. Reasons of grave importance oblige me to leave your +party immediately; I have come, according to custom and courtesy, to crave your +permission."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Unless you will tell me the reasons, I cannot grant your +request. Sit down, dear Count, and explain yourself. I will see if there is no +means of making you change your intentions."</p> + +<p class="normal">He was forced to obey, and he took his seat with an +embarrassment which did not escape the young girl's notice.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am less able to accede to your demand, dear Count, because +it is contrary to all our arrangements. The Emperor has chosen for my escort the +best lances of German chivalry, so that you cannot, without disrespect to His +Majesty, leave me before the end of my journey."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is true, noble lady, that it is an honor for me to escort +you; but there are some circumstances in which one duty must yield to another, +whose claims are still more imperative."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Circumstances! May I ask you again for some explanations?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is on account of an unfortunate lady, who up to the +present moment has travelled under my protection."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I scarcely expected, Count, that this mysterious person would +play such a trick as this, and carry you away from us. Believe me, I am +seriously interested in her troubles, on account of the influence she appears to +exercise over you. You say that she is to be pitied; what is the cause of her +sorrow?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The most terrible which can possibly afflict a wife. I cannot +say more."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Has she been married?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; and she has always been amiable, faithful, but now is +most unfortunate."</p> + +<p class="normal">Richenza breathed more easily. She had no cause for +uneasiness; Erwin was still free.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The interest you take in this misfortune is very +praiseworthy," she said.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Grant me leave, noble lady; this unhappy woman's only hope is +in Pope Alexander's sympathy and protection; I ought to accompany her to his +court, and I must go without delay."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pope Alexander should be in the Imperial camp at Laon; are we +not going in that direction?" asked Richenza.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I believe so; but we travel so slowly."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have not then heard that my father has been hastily +summoned to Laon? Your visit prevented me from putting on my riding-dress. +Listen! everything is ready, and the escort is already mounted."</p> + +<p class="normal">They went to the window, and saw the knights and squires +issuing from their tents, and drawing up in line, upon the square in front of +the palace.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>LAON</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">From this day forward, the French Ambassador hurried his +journey as much as he had hitherto delayed it. The necessary rest was scarcely +allowed to the horses, and they travelled night and day as if under the pressure +of some political interest of weighty moment.</p> + +<p class="normal">A grave and careworn expression had succeeded the usually gay +and jovial air of the French Count; he spoke rarely, and only in answer to his +daughter's questions. Although much fatigued, Richenza still assured her father +that she was strong enough to go on; but, from time to time, she looked at the +German noble, as if to say,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"I bear all the annoyances of our journey, rather than be +separated from you."</p> + +<p class="normal">As they neared the French frontier, Erwin met several noblemen +of his acquaintance; for Barbarossa had summoned all the spiritual and temporal +princes to meet him at Laon. A great number had already arrived, and were +encamped along the banks of the Saône.</p> + +<p class="normal">Soon the towers of Laon, where Louis VII. held his court, +began to stand out in bold relief upon the distant horizon. Crowds of horsemen +and foot-passengers were pressing towards the city, and the road became more +animated as they approached the gates. Numerous huts lined the causeway, +offering refreshments at a moderate price; and citizens and soldiers were +carousing gayly, under the trees.</p> + +<p class="normal">Near the drawbridge, in a position to see all who passed, were +seated, around a jug of wine, our three old acquaintances, Antonio, Pietro +Nigri, and Cocco Griffi.</p> + +<p class="normal">Pietro seemed much changed. His country's ruin had broken down +his proud spirit, and he showed, in his features, the grief he so keenly felt. +As to Cocco, he was always the same, and his attentions to the banquet made up +for his companions' neglect.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I came from Dôle yesterday," said Pietro; "all the houses are +filled with knights, and you can see nothing anywhere but couriers and soldiers. +King Louis will find out one of these days where Barbarossa will take him. If he +does not intend to support the Emperor's tyranny, and become his vassal, these +German savages will occupy the frontiers, and ravage the French territory with +fire and sword, until Louis sues for mercy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are a profound statesman, Pietro," said Antonio, with a +laugh; "we are not there yet, and we will not be soon. I grant you that +Barbarossa will do his best to frighten the king; but he will think twice before +he attacks the allied powers of France and England."</p> + +<p class="normal">"France and England, allied powers!" exclaimed Pietro. "I +thought that the two kings had quarrelled?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ask Pope Alexander if he agrees with you.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I only know this much, that Alexander has hitherto taken +great pains to bring about a reconciliation. But I also know, as every one else +does, that Louis has threatened to give the Pope up to Barbarossa!"--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Louis' threats are not serious," said Antonio. "He must yield +to circumstances."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Circumstances! To my thinking, they are not very favorable!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"One must not tell all one knows," said Antonio, shrewdly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"So much the better, if you know all the State secrets; as for +me, I expect nothing good from the future. If France ever becomes a vassal of +the Emperor, it is all over with the liberty of Italy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Come, friend Pietro, do not worry over these things. Think +rather of the business which has brought you to France. Do you know what has +become of Hermengarde? How did she receive you?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very kindly; but she informed me of her betrothal."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count Erwin is certainly a good match; still, the affair may +yet fall through.--Eh! what do I see? There he is!--Richenza is with him.--Look +at the young Countess."</p> + +<p class="normal">The brilliant retinue of the Count of Champagne was advancing +through the midst of a crowd of admiring spectators. Richenza rode, at the head +of the escort, between Rechberg and her father. Pietro glared at the young +Count, with a muttered curse. Antonio turned his back, and only resumed his +place when the clatter of the horses' hoofs had died away in the distance.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Malediction on all whom the tyrant protects!" said Pietro, +sullenly. "Shame on me, not to have killed him!" and he drank deeply.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is a good lesson, friend Pietro! you must profit by your +chances, in future."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I swear to revenge myself!" cried Nigri, scowling with +hatred. "Let me only meet him in the plain, or elsewhere, and he will soon make +the acquaintance of my sword."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It would be much more simple to break off his marriage," +sneered Antonio.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Can you do that?" asked Pietro, eagerly. "Antonio, my life, +my fortune are yours, if you can accomplish this!--But, alas! it is impossible!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And why so? I have my own plan, and I wish him to marry +Richenza."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Explain yourself, dear Antonio!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will see Hermengarde, and tell her of the widely-spread +reports of her betrothed's marriage with the beautiful and wealthy Countess of +Champagne."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Will she believe you?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"And why not? I already see the effect which my revelation +will produce on Hermengarde!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Excellently imagined, Antonio."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We need skill and cunning. The only difficulty will be to +procure, in proper time, the necessary proofs. But the Count of Champagne has +his castle in the neighborhood of the city.--Hermengarde is not far +distant.--Leave it to me."</p> + +<p class="normal">During this conversation, Count Henry and his retinue moved +towards the city. He had already dispatched a nobleman to the royal chancellor, +Bishop Manasés of Orleans. On leaving the north gate, they came at once in sight +of the castle, which was built upon an eminence overlooking the park which +surrounded the hill.</p> + +<p class="normal">The unhappy Duchess of Saxony gratefully accepted the Count's +invitation to remain in his castle during her stay at Laon. It was there she +retired with her protector, the only person who knew her secret, until he could +accompany her to the papal court; for Alexander had not yet arrived at the town, +but was residing in the celebrated Abbey of Cluny.</p> + +<p class="normal">As soon as he reached his apartment, the lord of the castle +hastened to change his costume. He was very uneasy, for the good understanding, +reported to exist, between Alexander and king Louis, threatened to destroy the +hopes held out to him by Rinaldo of increasing his possessions. Naturally he +wished to be positively certain of the fact before presenting himself to his +sovereign. No one could furnish more correct data than the Bishop Manasés, who, +equally desirous of seeing the Count, hastened to the castle, accompanied by +only two servants. Scarcely had Henry of Champagne perceived the horsemen, when +he descended to the court-yard, and embracing the prelate with great cordiality, +led him to his cabinet for a private interview.</p> + +<p class="normal">Manasés, by the laxity of his conduct in ecclesiastical +matters, had incurred the Pope's displeasure. Alexander did not deceive himself +as to the possible consequences of his reprimands. He knew that the Bishop would +endeavor to destroy the amiable relations existing between him and the feeble +King of France; but the illustrious Pontiff had too exalted a regard for what he +considered his duty, to allow himself to be influenced by any worldly +considerations.</p> + +<p class="normal">The exterior of the Bishop of Orleans was at once a mixture of +the ecclesiastic and the man of the world. All his movements were stamped with a +certain affected grace which was not at all natural to him. His dress was in no +way different from that of other courtiers of rank, and the episcopal ring alone +indicated his position. The cut of his hair, which he wore long and flowing in +perfumed curls, did not conform to the canons, which enjoined that this luxury +should be left entirely to the laity. His delicate moustache was turned up at +the ends, whilst the chin and cheeks were closely shaved. A casual examination +indicated that the prelate was inclined to the pleasures of the table.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have acted wisely," said Manasés, as soon as his host had +related to him the result of his interview with Frederic; "you have acted wisely +in disguising the principal point of your mission; above all, you have done well +in not stating that yon were disposed to secede, with your domains, to the +Emperor, in case Louis refused to ratify the contract."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What does it matter! the contract is signed, attested, and +must be observed," answered the Count. "Our King's gallantry cannot be used as a +pretext to injure me. But how is it that Louis has so suddenly changed his +intentions and become reconciled with Alexander?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I can scarcely explain it to myself. The Pope invited him to +a conference, which, in spite of my remonstrances, took place at Montpeleier. It +hardly lasted a half-hour, but it was sufficient to gain over the king. It seems +as though he has enlightened him on the subject of Frederic's ambition; at least +since then, Louis often speaks uneasily of the Emperor's warlike preparations +and his hostile intentions towards France."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nothing is more apparent than Frederic's pretensions to +universal empire," replied the Count, carelessly; "but what matters it? Great +men have indisputable rights to take the lead of weaker princes."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I see, my dear Count, that you have not lost your time at the +Imperial Court," said the Archbishop, ironically; "still you will do well not to +parade the result of your mediations at the Court of France. Few of the crown +vassals would understand you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will follow your advice. But I must avow that Frederic's +views in all that concerns the Papacy do not seem right and proper. It is not so +much Alexander's person that he hates, as the pontifical chair. It is not very +Christian, and is very dangerous for the other States."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You go too far, Count: Frederic hates only Alexander. He only +wishes to humble the proud and inflexible prelate Roland, and we must aid him in +the work. Yes," added Manasés, passionately, "this pious man has the most absurd +ideas about bishops. He would like to turn them into monks and hermits, and shut +them up in a cloister, that he may the more easily rule them. He has already +published a bull about the length of the hair; soon, I suppose, he will give +directions about the prelates' houses, their retinues, and their style of +dress."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! I begin to understand: Alexander is too severe with the +jovial prelates," said the Count, with a smile.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes," replied Manasés, "and he will punish also the noble +lords and counts who profit by every opportunity to get an award of some +fragment of Church property! But enough on this subject.--As we have already +agreed, the King must know nothing more than he knows already. Above all, +conceal your personal arrangements with Barbarossa; that of itself would suffice +to enrage him."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Must he then not be informed of the determination which has +been taken to bring Alexander before the Council, whether he will or not?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"That must depend on circumstances. Let me act first; I will +give you notice in due time. I will go to work at once. Come to the Court +to-morrow."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why not to-day?" the Count asked.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because I must first prepare the King's mind. But be +perfectly easy; you are wearied by this long journey and need rest.--Louis, you +know, is very sympathetic in all bodily ailments."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well, we understand each other perfectly. Farewell."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count accompanied the Chancellor to the courtyard, where +the latter mounted his horse and rode over to meet the King.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXVI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>KNAVERY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">At sunrise, Antonio was prowling about the vicinity of the +Count of Champagne's castle. He passed the park-gates, and, cautious as a fox in +search of his prey, concealed himself behind a clump of bushes near the +court-yard, whence he could perceive what was going on in the building.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Rechberg likes early walks," he said to himself. "I shall not +have long to wait. If he only knew that Bonello's daughter is at an hour's +distance from here, nothing could prevent him going to her at once. But as this +interview would upset all my calculations, I must be prudent.--Good, there he is +at last, with his head down, as if he were counting the pebbles on the road.--He +is coming towards me as though I had called him!--Oh! your servant, my lord +Count."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! is that you, Antonio? I imagined you were still in +Pavia."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is my duty to be wherever the master of the world is."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I do not understand your meaning."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have not heard then that Barbarossa, with all his troops, +entered Dôle yesterday?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Indeed!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your looks and your surprise rather indicate that you do not +desire to join him there."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I wish, Antonio, that it were possible to avoid this +interview.--My troubles will begin--"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I bring news of your betrothed.--I regret extremely that they +are not more agreeable ones.--But who could imagine her capable of such a +thing?--I would have suspected myself sooner."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do you mean to say?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will need all your courage, but I must tell you the +truth."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Explain yourself!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yesterday I met Pietro, who was once betrothed to +Hermengarde."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I beg your pardon, sir; Pietro never was her betrothed."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, at any rate, he is now."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Villain!" said Erwin, growing pale, and grasping his +sword-hilt.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is this your idea of gratitude, my lord? Through interest for +you, I communicate something of importance, and by way of thanks you seize your +sword!--Farewell, Count!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Stop a moment!--Ah! what is this you tell me? Pardon my +violence, but my heart is broken."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pietro himself has assured me that Hermengarde regrets her +engagement to one who is related to the tyrant, the scourge of her country, the +persecutor of the Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg was thunderstruck; he was unable to speak.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Compose yourself, Count, and be a man! Perhaps Pietro has +exaggerated."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh! if I could only know the truth."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have some business to attend to, to-morrow, at La Flèche. +Hermengarde is there, and I will announce to her your arrival at Laon. From her +manner of receiving the news, her looks and actions, I can judge whether +Pietro's assertions are true or false."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Thanks, dear Antonio; I shall be greatly indebted to you for +the service."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Make yourself perfectly easy on this point, and trust to me."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Where shall I hear from you?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here; do not leave the castle until I see you again."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The time will seem very long. Farewell."</p> + +<p class="normal">Antonio hurriedly crossed the park in the direction of Laon. +Pietro was waiting for him at the gate.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, Antonio, what have you done?" he asked.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He believed everything I told him.--He is so guileless. +To-morrow you and I must go to La Flèche.--He sends me to see his betrothed."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We will not speak of his arrival!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I shall simply state that Rechberg and the French Countess +have come here together, and that report says they are to be married soon, as +the Emperor urges the alliance, and Rechberg himself makes little opposition."</p> + +<p class="normal">"She will never believe you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps not, at first; but she will begin to doubt, and I +know how to change doubts into certainty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"In what way?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You shall know in due time. Now you had better leave me, for +we are near the palace-yard; but do not forget to-morrow at daybreak."</p> + +<p class="normal">Antonio entered the court-yard, where he met the Count of +Champagne on his way to see the Bishop, who was awaiting him in the King's +antechamber.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have had a hard battle to fight, Count," said the prelate. +"His Majesty is very uneasy about Barbarossa's military organizations. I warn +you to be prepared for everything."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count seemed unconcerned.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have not acted without proper authority," he said; "your +own letter gave me full powers."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly! shield yourself behind the instructions received +from me; it will induce Louis to reflect on the past. Perhaps he is already +ashamed of his conduct."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the King entered. The courtiers were +interrupted, for Manasés had still much to tell the Count; but there was nothing +to be done but to wait for a more favorable opportunity. Henry advanced towards +his sovereign and then knelt and kissed his hand respectfully. The French +prince, though naturally kind and generous, often allowed himself to be led away +by evil counsellors. His frivolous and vacillating character made him the tool +of parties who profited by their influence, to allure him to the commission of +bad actions. But as soon as his spirit had regained its wonted calm, he at once +rejected the advice and the decisions which had been suggested to him. This +explains the continued series of weaknesses which marked his reign. His conduct +towards Alexander III. was an exact reflex of his character, and at one time he +was for, at another against him. A powerful faction had sprung up since His +Holiness had declared the necessity of resisting the encroachments of the +clergy, and of defending the Church against the disloyal nobility. At the head +of this faction was Queen Adèle, the sister of the Count of Champagne, and a +relative of the Antipope Victor, and every means was employed to picture to the +king, in the most gloomy colors, the dangers which his kindness towards +Alexander might entail upon the French monarchy. A strong argument was the +inevitable peril of a war with Germany, and the prospect of an alliance between +Frederic and Henry of England, the sworn enemy of France.</p> + +<p class="normal">Louis understood the position, but the Pope was there, and he +could not make up his mind to leave the Head of the Church without protection, +or to give him up to his enemy Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">On the other hand, Alexander's friends, comprising, with few +exceptions, all the Episcopacy of France, were opposed to Frederic's plans, and +proved to Louis that the Emperor only sought to humble the Pope, and to +subjugate all the other sovereigns. The king was sufficiently clear-sighted to +understand the truth of the statement, but he made a grave mistake in supposing +that he could deceive his rival by diplomatic negotiations. The German troops, +encamped on the very borders of France, revealed unmistakably the intentions of +their leader, which greatly disturbed and annoyed the King; and as soon as the +formalities of the reception were finished, his discontent became manifest.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the meaning of this?" said he to the Count of +Champagne; "what contract is this you have made with the Emperor? Who gave you +unrestricted powers in this matter?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Majesty himself, by directing me, through your +Chancellor, to conclude a treaty of alliance. Deign to assure yourself of the +truth of my assertion, by examining this document."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We regret our Chancellor's precipitation," replied the King, +after a cursory glance at the letter. "He should not have countenanced, so +hastily, an alliance hostile to the Holy Father."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Allow me to remind your Majesty of what happened," said +Manasés. "When Alexander, by his gross discourtesy, so gravely insulted the +royal envoys, and when, in consequence, it was determined to break off all +intercourse with him, I could not foresee that your generosity would so soon +forget the outrage. My instructions to the Count contain nothing more nor less +than the expression of your own will."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You know perfectly well how to excuse yourself, my lord +Bishop; the fault is entirely our own.--Let it be so! but this fault, the result +of an unfortunate misunderstanding, must have no further consequences!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Manasés bowed deprecatingly before his sovereign's +displeasure, but an attentive spectator might have noticed the courtier's +suppressed anger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But, Sire!" remarked the astonished Count of Champagne, "this +treaty in no way affects your own royal prerogatives."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Indeed!" said the King; "we are then free? We are not tied +down to anything?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are merely pledged to a personal interview with the +Emperor, and to make Alexander be present."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is that you say?" cried the King, furiously. "Force +Alexander to be present at an assembly which is to condemn him?--And I am to aid +in this!--Is that in the treaty?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, Sire," answered Henry.</p> + +<p class="normal">"No! by all the saints, it shall not be!" exclaimed the +monarch, with increased passion. "Shame on you, Count, for signing an agreement +which dishonors us! The Head of the Church has sought refuge within our +territory, and we are to act against him so disloyally?--We are to use violence +to force him before a tribunal composed of the Emperor's creatures! No! by Saint +Denis! we would sooner lose our crown and our life!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The courtier waited until the storm had passed, and when the +King had become more calm, he said,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Allow me, Sire; you make a grave mistake in this +interpretation of the treaty. There is nothing said about violence. You are +merely to use your influence to persuade Alexander to be present at the plenary +council. If he be innocent, if he be the lawful Pope, he will be charmed with +this opportunity of asserting his rights."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very good!--You have exceeded your powers, and the treaty is +invalid. Alexander can do what he pleases; and we, whatever appears to us to be +just and proper. Are we then nothing but the Emperor's vassals? Have we no +longer liberty to act in accordance with our own ideas?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I repeat that the treaty in no way interferes with your +supremacy," replied the Count of Champagne; "but what was I to do? The Emperor +was on the point of concluding an alliance with England against you; ought I to +have permitted such a contract to be signed?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The King made no answer to this crafty observation of his +courtier; but it was not without its effect, for it was the fear of this very +alliance between Frederic and the English monarch, which had made him, in the +first instance, open the negotiations.</p> + +<p class="normal">"And how is Barbarossa preparing for our alliance?" asked +Louis, who was seeking a new pretext for his ill-humor. "Is he not on our very +frontiers, at the head of a powerful army? Is not that, of itself, a threat?"</p> + +<p class="normal">As if in answer to the question, a loud flourish of trumpets +rang out in the palace-yard.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is that?" said the King.</p> + +<p class="normal">He approached the window. A troop of knights had halted before +the palace, and a chamberlain came up to announce the arrival of Frederic's +envoys.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXVII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE SPY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor Rinaldo and the Count Palatine Otho de +Wittelsbach were at the head of the embassy which had been sent by Frederic to +congratulate the French King. Whilst their retinue dispersed through the town, +the marshal of the palace introduced the two German nobles into the royal +apartments.</p> + +<p class="normal">The reception-hall took up the entire length of the palace, +and resembled a market-house, rather than a room, for the accommodation of +persons of distinction. The bare walls were destitute of hangings, and +ornamented only with trophies of arms, among which was a collection dating back +to the time of the Franks. The sunlight dimly penetrated through the narrow +loopholes; the ground was coarsely floored, and stone benches along the walls +were the only furniture. The Count Palatine examined, with some curiosity, the +armor, and particularly an ancient shield, which, it was said, had once be +longed to Charlemagne. Rinaldo placed himself in the recess of a window where he +could converse freely with the Count of Champagne. At last Louis appeared; he +was richly dressed and followed by a numerous retinue of French nobles, among +whom could be remarked his brother Henry, Archbishop of Rheims and primate of +France,--a prelate of great distinction and a devoted adherent of Alexander III.</p> + +<p class="normal">The monarch proceeded to the upper end of the hall, where he +mounted a throne of carved oak, whose only value consisted in having once been +used by the Emperor Charlemagne.</p> + +<p class="normal">While the Count Palatine boldly approached the King, Rinaldo +advanced with a profound obeisance, (his eye eagerly scanning the faces of the +royal suite,) and remarked with uneasiness the presence of the venerable +prelate. Louis acknowledged the Chancellor's obsequious homage by a simple wave +of his hand, but his face wore a look of stern determination, which gradually +gave way to one of attentive curiosity, as the Count of Champagne named the +different persons composing the embassy.</p> + +<p class="normal">Dassel noticed the surprise with which the King looked at him, +and was flattered by it, while the Count Palatine Otho, cased in armor from head +to foot, stared with utter unconcern at the monarch and his court.</p> + +<p class="normal">Dassel at once brought into play all his crafty diplomatic +science, and met the cold expression and indifferent manner of the sovereign +with a coldness and indifference, if possible, more strongly marked. After a +brief compliment, he broached the subject of the treaty.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We bear to your Majesty," he said, "the friendship and best +wishes of our sovereign lord and master, the Emperor. Your Majesty is aware of +the grave concern which the important affair of the election of a Pope has +caused him; and he is rejoiced at being able to come to some understanding with +you, by which the schism may be arrested before it can spread itself through all +Christendom. From all that can be learned up to the present moment, the only +means of securing the peace of the world is by the assembling of a general +council. The princes of Europe will be present, together with all the bishops of +the Empire; and it is hoped that your Majesty will call to it the French +prelates. The two Popes should appear, and each present his respective claims +for the consideration of the solemn conclave. The wisdom of the council can then +definitely settle the question. The Emperor trusts that you are as anxious as +himself to give peace to the Church, and that you will aid him to the utmost of +your ability."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We thank the Emperor for his kind wishes," replied the King, +"and our desires are the same, but we do not agree upon the means to be used. +The right to assemble a plenary council does not belong to temporal princes, but +to the Pope alone. We will never allow ourself to encroach upon the privileges +of the Head of the Church; the French prelates are very strict in their +observance of the canonical rules, and would scarcely notice our invitation. +Besides, the ecclesiastical statutes forbid any layman, even though he be a +sovereign prince, to have a vote in a plenary council. The bishops only can take +part in their proceedings and deliberations."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Allow me to observe," answered Dassel, "that the Roman +Emperor is the born protector of the Church, and has always had the right of +convoking a plenary council; consequently, Frederic's pretensions are not +original with him. His intention is, by no means, to take part in the +deliberations, but simply to be present as a spectator. Besides, my mission now +is only to congratulate your Majesty, and inquire when and where an interview +can take place with the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">This request was embarrassing; Louis scarcely ventured to +refuse, and yet he dreaded the results of the meeting.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly, my lord Chancellor," he said, "we ardently desire +an interview with your noble sovereign in order to renew our ancient friendship; +but we fear lest it be interpreted in a manner entirely opposed to our present +intentions."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And in what might this erroneous interpretation consist?" +asked Dassel, in his most submissive tone.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I might be supposed to agree with the Emperor in his +intention to depose Pope Alexander."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But I scarcely think that judgment would be a false one," +replied the Chancellor, smiling.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What! you think, my lord, that we are capable of such an +impious crime?" exclaimed Louis, who was astonished at Rinaldo's assurance.</p> + +<p class="normal">"To keep one's solemn promise is not a crime, but a duty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, when our envoys have not exceeded their powers," replied +Louis, quickly. "The Count of Champagne had no authority whatever to pledge +himself for us to take part against the Head of the Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">The blood rushed to the Count of Champagne's face, and his +lips moved convulsively, but he said nothing.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Majesty is pledged only to a personal interview with the +Emperor. The non-fulfilment of this promise would be a grave outrage. If you +refuse, the Emperor will keep his engagements, and come in person with all his +retinue."</p> + +<p class="normal">This threat produced a marked effect upon the French nobles. +The King hesitated a moment, but before he could reply, the Duke of Burgundy +exclaimed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"If this be a menace, my lord Chancellor, you may tell your +master that we will receive him and his followers as they deserve!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let us have no violence, my dear Duke," said Louis. "We have +already told you that we are ready to accept the Emperor's invitation, and have +never had any intention of insulting him. Let him appoint the place and time for +our meeting; we will be there."</p> + +<p class="normal">If this were a trick to gain time, Dassel was prepared for it, +and answered immediately,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Since your Majesty leaves everything to the Emperor's +discretion, Frederic will expect you at the bridge over the Saône, on the 29th +of this month."</p> + +<p class="normal">Louis had no further excuse, and the Count of Dassel having +terminated his mission, left the city after partaking of a banquet. The King's +indecision, or rather his unexpected determination, amazed the Imperial faction. +The Count of Champagne went to his sister's apartments, while Bishop Manasés +paced the room in great agitation.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Cluny reconciled to Alexander!" he exclaimed; "the primate at +the Court and Louis more undecided than ever! All that is wanting to assure our +defeat, is an arrangement between the King and Henry of England. If Alexander +succeed, there will be nothing for us to do, but bow down and submit to severe +ecclesiastical penances. There is no time to lose. I must act at once, and see +that the news of the divorce of Henry the Lion reaches the Pope's ear;--this +repudiated princess must be sent to Cluny. Alexander will be exasperated, and +our nobles will learn what is to be feared from the Pope's severity. The spirit +of opposition once aroused, court hatred will do the rest. Send my spy to me +immediately!" he cried, opening the door.</p> + +<p class="normal">The order had scarcely been given, when Antonio appeared.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have not yet had time to reward your services. For the +present, take this;" and the Bishop handed Antonio a purse, which the latter put +in his pocket, with a smile.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Thank you, my lord; can my limited intelligence be again +useful to your policy?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"We shall see, Antonio; you promised to bring about Richenza's +marriage with this cousin of the Emperor, and so far I can see very slight +progress in the affair, although it appears that the young man is still an +inmate of her father's castle. If Louis were even to suspect this project, it +would be all over with the Count of Champagne, for the alliance is inimical to +the interests of France."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I confess, my lord, that so far I have been unsuccessful. But +it is not my fault. The Count of Champagne himself----"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You do not understand me; the Count desires to remain +neutral; it is your business to arrange it. Rechberg is already betrothed, you +tell me, and his future wife is in the neighborhood.--Come, Antonio, you should +be able by some clever piece of rascality, to destroy all their projects; I +trust that you will succeed."</p> + +<p class="normal">Manasés paused, and then after making a few steps in the room, +resumed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Duchess Clemence is secretly staying at the castle."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes."</p> + +<p class="normal">"She must go to Cluny to-morrow; you will accompany her."</p> + +<p class="normal">The order disconcerted Antonio, who had proposed visiting +Hermengarde on the ensuing day, in company with Pietro.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am ready to obey you, my lord," he replied, after a +moment's reflection.</p> + +<p class="normal">"When you are at Cluny," continued Manasés, "keep your ears +and eyes open; let nothing escape you. Watch, above all, the prelates who reside +there, and see upon what terms Henry and Alexander appear to be. Mingle with the +servants of the house, for you must know every nook and corner in it, and the +vassals will suspect nothing."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will be satisfied with me, my lord."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But, take care, the Italian roads are infested with banditti, +and Clemence cannot travel without an escort."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You need have no apprehension on that score; the best sword +in Germany will accompany her."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Who will it be?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Erwin of Rechberg."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very good; he will then leave the castle. But are you sure of +him?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perfectly. Rechberg is a valiant knight: if it be necessary, +I will tell him her name, and that will be sufficient for him to consider it a +duty not to leave her until she is at her journey's end."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Antonio, be active, faithful, and discreet, and you will lose +nothing. Now go; invent some pretext to hasten your departure."</p> + +<p class="normal">Antonio found the Duchess ready, but Erwin was not to be +found; he had gone, early in the morning, to the Imperial camp, and thither the +spy went to look for him.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXVIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE QUEEN OF FRANCE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The Count of Champagne had secured the cooperation of a more +powerful ally than the Bishop of Orleans. His sister Adèle, as we have already +stated, was Queen of France. The indecent haste with which this marriage had +been consummated--within a fortnight after the death of Queen Constance--joined +to the general absence of affection that he had shown for his deceased wife, had +excited the indignation of the people against the King, while the new alliance +had created for him many new enemies, not the least formidable of whom was the +King of England.</p> + +<p class="normal">Adèle exercised an immense influence over her husband. She was +a relative of the Antipope Victor, whose cause she warmly espoused, and, +consequently, did all in her power to further an alliance between Louis and +Barbarossa. Pope Alexander, on the contrary, was odious to her, on account of +his opposition to her marriage, and his threats of excommunication. After a long +interview with her brother, she repaired to the King's apartments. Louis was +seated in a high-backed chair, his head resting upon his hands, his eyes cast +down, and his whole face bearing an expression of anger and uneasiness.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Adèle," said the monarch, perceiving his young wife, "since +Alexander is in France, I have not had an hour of repose."</p> + +<p class="normal">This remark (à propos to the very subject which interested the +Queen most) gave Adèle the opportunity of exerting her influence for her +relatives, and to gratify her revenge towards Alexander; and she said,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have the power, Sire, to send the cause of your +uneasiness out of France."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The wish certainly, but not the power."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you then no longer master in your own kingdom?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Circumstances are stronger than my will. I cannot show myself +hostile to Alexander, without alienating from me the majority of the prelates. +Besides, he is our guest, and the supreme chief of Christendom."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You cannot be forced to observe the laws of hospitality +towards one who has brought trouble under your roof."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, my dear!" said the King; "we are scarcely at that point +yet."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I know it; but matters are still in a very unfortunate +position," said Adèle, with an expression of discouragement. "If the support +which you give to Alexander satisfies the prelates, it displeases the great +vassals of the crown."--This observation was just.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor at the head of a powerful army, is already on our +frontiers; Henry of England is mustering his troops in the North. Who, except +your vassals, can extricate France from her peril? Can Alexander help you in any +way against the dangers which you incur on his account?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Honor and duty enjoin on our vassals to answer our summons; +do you think they would hesitate to obey?" said Louis.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The situation is perhaps more critical than you imagine, +Sire. If you destroy the contract made with the Emperor, if you protect +Alexander, Barbarossa will cross the frontier at once. All will desert your +cause, even my brother."</p> + +<p class="normal">She hid her face in her hands, and wept bitterly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is that you say, Adèle?" exclaimed the King. "Is it, as +we hope, merely anxiety which makes you speak thus, or have you really any +knowledge of such treachery?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"My dear husband, be prepared for the worst! Yes, the Count +Henry of Champagne and Troyes, the most powerful of your vassals, has promised +to go over to the Emperor, if you violate a single article of the treaty which +he signed."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do you say, madam?" cried Louis, angrily.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He confessed it to me secretly. In spite of my prayers and my +tears, he has sworn to keep his oath."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! the villain, the caitiff!" he cried, pacing the room. "By +Saint Denis! we will arrest and imprison the traitor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is too late, dear husband. The Count has left the Court."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What! has the wretch retired to his castle?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The last question was dictated less by anger than by anxiety.</p> + +<p class="normal">"No; he has gone to the Court of the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Doubtless to receive there the price of his perfidy! Oh, the +villain!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He has even intimated," continued Adèle, who was endeavoring +to alarm the King,--"that other vassals of the crown were inclined to follow his +example. 'We prefer,' said he to me, 'to bear allegiance to a free and +independent Emperor, than to obey a vassal of the Pope."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Where do I stand?" cried Louis, sadly, and giving way to all +the indecision of his character; "rebellion against the throne, rebellion +against the Church, surrounded by traitors in my own palace!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The danger is near and threatening. But you have the power to +ward off the blow," said Adèle.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have the power: I? Has not your brother already left the +Court? will not the other traitors follow him? Will they not, perhaps to-morrow, +rise in rebellion against their sovereign? Oh! I perceive their treasonable +plan; it is skilfully organized."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You exaggerate, Sire," hastily added the wily princess. "It +is possible that my brother may return to-morrow. In that case, you will do well +to dissemble your anger.--He must not suppose that you suspect his hostile +designs."</p> + +<p class="normal">"My dearest friends, my own family rebel against me!" said +Louis, with emotion. "I see in it the finger of God. For years past, I have +trampled underfoot the commandments of the holy Church,--the wrath of Heaven is +let loose against me!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not despair," resumed Adèle; "seek rather to avoid the +storm; but lose no time, for events are urgent. Only observe the treaty which he +has signed in your name, and my brother will be faithful to you, against all the +world."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But I have agreed to the interview, and yet the traitor has +gone!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You refused to influence Alexander to appear before the +council."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Am I the Pope's sovereign? Is it my place to give orders to +the Head of the Church?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You can invite him, you can act on him by friendly +representations; in a word, you can fulfil the letter of the treaty without in +any way violating your conscientious scruples."</p> + +<p class="normal">Adèle easily reassured her husband. The Archbishop Peter of +Tarantasia, a well-known prelate, whose reputation for sanctity extended beyond +the frontiers of France, was at that moment present at the Court, and it was +determined to select him as the most suitable person to influence the Pope.</p> + +<p class="normal">He was at once summoned to the royal presence, and soon +afterwards made his appearance. The calmness of the noble old man was in +striking contrast with Louis' emotion, and his whole person the most severe +rebuke to the prelates of the Court. The Archbishop wore a cassock of coarse +cloth, without embroidery, fastened at the waist with a belt. His bald head had +merely a crown of curly white hair, and his long beard falling upon his breast +gave him a venerable mien. Extreme age and the practice of austerity, had bent +his body, but his eyes still glowed with a divine light, and his face was a +happy mingling of sweetness and Christian charity.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Welcome, holy prelate!" cried Louis, advancing hastily to +meet him.</p> + +<p class="normal">He explained his situation, and continued,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"And now tell me, father, am I not as wretched as King David +when he was pursued by Absalom? The Count of Champagne is my own wife's +brother."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have long known the crafty arts of the Imperial Court, and +the skill with which it has led away others in its train," replied Peter. "The +Count Henry has been tricked. He swore to execute a treaty whose results he +could not foresee. We must seek a way by which his oath to Barbarossa may not be +violated."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Can you conceive of any other means of escape from this +difficulty than that of inviting the Pope to attend the council?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I perceive none other at present; I must reflect."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But there is not a moment to be lost; who can tell whether my +refusal is not really what Frederic desired; if he will not gladly profit by +this opportunity of allying himself with Henry of England against France? He is +on our very frontiers, ready for the struggle."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Unfortunately we must dread everything from one who +persecutes the Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is on this account, worthy prelate, that I implore you to +go, as my ambassador, to His Holiness; assure him of my respect, of my fidelity; +tell him that circumstances over which I have no control, and not my own free +will, have obliged me to invite him to the council."</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is nothing in this invitation which can be blamed if it +be suitably presented," said the Archbishop, after a moment's reflection. "There +is no doubt of your Majesty's sentiments towards the Holy Father, and I will +gladly undertake to deliver your message.</p> + +<p class="normal">"God be praised!" answered Louis, joyfully; "you have relieved +my heart of the heavy weight which oppressed it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well," said the aged prelate, "inform the Emperor +immediately, that, in execution of the treaty, you have invited His Holiness to +be present at the council. I feel almost positive that Alexander cannot +consistently go there; but you have saved appearances; the Count of Champagne +will see that his promise has been complied with, and your enemies will have no +further pretext to seek your ruin."</p> + +<p class="normal">"God speaks by your mouth, father, and I will follow your +advice."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I go to prepare for my journey; may God preserve your +Majesty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not leave me thus; give me your blessing, father," said +the King, kneeling as he spoke.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Archbishop, without manifesting the least emotion, raised +his eyes and hands to Heaven, prayed for a few moments in a low tone, then +stretching out his right hand, he said with a loud voice, "<i>Benedictio Dei +omnipotentis descendat super te et maneat semper</i>."</p> + +<p class="normal">"<i>Amen</i>!" responded the King, who rose and accompanied +the prelate to the door of the apartment.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XXXIX</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>UNDER THE OAKS</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">On the day appointed for the interview between the two +sovereigns, Frederic ordered several magnificent tents to be pitched along the +bank of the river which was occupied by the German troops, while on the French +side, Louis and his suite merely sheltered themselves under a clump of +oak-trees.</p> + +<p class="normal">The King wore a green hunting-dress, a plumed hat, and a short +sword. He had left the city under the pretext of hunting in a neighboring +forest; for he was anxious that the meeting should seem purely accidental, at +least, to the French people, who had a profound contempt for the Antipope +Victor, and were displeased with the alliance between Louis VII. and the +schismatic Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">The annoyance caused him by this forced interview, was +apparent on the King's face, and his uneasiness increased as he gazed at the +rows of tents stretching far into the distance. Barbarossa, indeed, had come at +the head of a numerous army, in order the better to enforce his policy, and all +the princes of the Empire were ordered to rendezvous at Laon, with their several +contingents on a war-footing.</p> + +<p class="normal">The King was accompanied by the Duke of Burgundy and the +Counts of Champagne and Nevers, the latter of whom was a bold and arrogant +noble, bitterly opposed to the papacy. A violent enemy of Alexander, he was none +the less so as regarded Victor, and if he favored an alliance between Louis and +the German Emperor, it was merely through a hope that this would better enable +him to enjoy the fruits of his robberies.</p> + +<p class="normal">A little later the Primate of France, Peter of Tarantasia and +Galdini Sala, appeared near the bridge. The latter, since the fall of Milan, had +been residing at Alexander's court, and had now come with the Archbishop of +Tarantasia from Cluny, and had apparently been delegated on some secret mission.</p> + +<p class="normal">Louis breathed more freely as the time passed without any +signs of Barbarossa, for he began to hope that the Emperor would not come, and +the interview not take place.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What think you, my lords?" he said. "His German Majesty seems +to care little for his promise. It is late now, and the hour fixed upon is long +since passed."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Some unforeseen occurrence must have detained him," said +Henry of Champagne, who had observed his sovereign's secret satisfaction; "but +he cannot fail to be here soon."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Would it not be well," remarked one of the nobles, "for your +Majesty to inform him of your arrival."</p> + +<p class="normal">"No," answered Louis; "what use is there of this exchange of +messages? What is the King of France, after all? Perhaps the Emperor has already +forgotten this trifle."</p> + +<p class="normal">"He has been detained by some state affairs," said the Count +of Nevers.</p> + +<p class="normal">"And I suppose, until these affairs are settled, the King of +France can wait. Very well indeed," replied Louis. "But we will wait no +longer--although there are some persons in France who desire our humiliation, +and perhaps even our dethronement!"</p> + +<p class="normal">These words, intended for the Count of Champagne, were uttered +with some bitterness.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Those men are nothing more than traitors!" said the Duke of +Burgundy, who was aware of the relations between Henry and the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count scowled angrily at the speaker.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I did not believe," added the King, "that in all France there +was a man base enough to sell his honor, even if there were any one capable of +paying him in false promises."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The passions, and particularly covetousness," resumed the +Duke, "corrupt the heart and dispose it to the commission of evil deeds; but it +is positive that France does contain persons, who are ready to sell their +country."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you perfectly assured of the existence of such persons?" +asked Champagne, who, with difficulty, restrained his anger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have heard them spoken of," replied the Duke.</p> + +<p class="normal">"A man of honor is cautious in accusing others."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Each man knows whether or not he is a slave to Barbarossa," +answered the Burgundian. "I can only watch the traitors as long as they wear the +mask of loyalty; but if they ever venture to show their faces, they shall pay +dearly for their perfidy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why this discussion, my lords?" said the Primate, who desired +to prevent a still more unfriendly retort from the King's brother-in-law. "I am +sure that, whenever France shall unfurl her <i>oriflamme</i>, Burgundy and +Champagne will fight side by side beneath its folds."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am always at the post to which my honor and my oath assign +me!" said the Count proudly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"There can be no doubt on that point," added Louis; "you are +united to us by the double bond of vassalage and relationship."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count of Champagne made no reply; his pride forbade +further discussion. In ordinary circumstances, he would have mounted and ridden +away without a word of apology; but now he was obliged to yield, but he did so +with a firm resolution of revenging himself on the Burgundian Duke, on the first +favorable opportunity.</p> + +<p class="normal">Louis appreciated the danger of a quarrel between his vassals, +and he hastened to change the subject.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The hour has passed," he said, looking at the sun. "You, my +lords, can bear witness that it is not we who failed to appear."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But the Emperor will certainly come; wait a little longer," +urged the Count Henry.</p> + +<p class="normal">"No, Count; our self-respect forbids it, and I am tired of +waiting. Frederic shows clearly by his absence, that his consideration for your +sovereign is not excessive, and I am almost inclined to believe the reports +which attribute to him pretensions to supremacy over all the princes of +Christendom."</p> + +<p class="normal">"As it may please you, Sire. However," continued Henry of +Champagne, "you may possibly regret the results of your too hasty departure."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The results! What mean you?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Count means to say," replied the Duke of Burgundy, "that +the enemies of France may profit by the opportunity to accuse you of breaking +your royal word, and to invade our frontiers."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let them come if they wish; we will meet them!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Louis looked towards the German camp, and under the influence +of returning fears, was about to wait still longer, but the Duke opposed him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You cannot, Sire, without compromising yourself. If the +Emperor means war, all your concessions will not prevent him from fixing a +quarrel on you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I commend France to the care of the Almighty," said the +feeble monarch; "but be kind enough, noble Duke, to ride over and salute the +Emperor in my name."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Heaven preserve me from it! I never meet the enemies of +France except on the battle-field. It is at the head of my men-at-arms that I +will pay my respects to Barbarossa;" and the fiery soldier mounted his charger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Since it is necessary, reverend father," said Louis to Peter +of Tarantasia, "that you bear the Pope's message to the Emperor, have the +kindness to explain to his Majesty that I have complied with all the conditions +agreed upon, and that I have waited beyond the hour appointed."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You may trust to me," said the pious Archbishop.</p> + +<p class="normal">After another glance behind him, the King mounted, and rode +with the Duke of Burgundy towards Laon.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count of Champagne leaned with a gloomy air against a +tree, and the savage William of Nevers, smiling ironically, approached him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Burgundian," he said, "speaks as though he meant to +dispute Barbarossa's claim to the Empire."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You seem jovial, my lord," replied Henry.</p> + +<p class="normal">"And why should I not be? The heroic soul of the Duke of +Burgundy will inspire the King. Our valiant sovereign will not keep his promise. +As Alexander will not come, Barbarossa will be obliged to bring Victor. Ah! +there is a worthy man for you; he thinks it no crime to rob a rich convent! But, +if Pope Alexander keeps his place, the devil! I will have to do penance!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst the Count of Nevers was explaining the motives which +attached him to Frederic and Victor, the two ecclesiastics were conversing +privately.</p> + +<p class="normal">"King Louis may be sincerely devoted to the Holy See," said +Galdini Sala; "but he will not go to war against Barbarossa. I have grave fears +for the Holy Father; he will be incarcerated in some lonely cloister, and will +stay there, strictly guarded, until his last hour. Meanwhile, Victor, Frederic's +devoted slave, will rule as the Emperor may dictate; and the court prelates will +follow his bidding, until the whole Church falls into a deplorable condition."</p> + +<p class="normal">"These fears are only human; but God's decrees are +inscrutable, and beyond the comprehension of mortal man," replied the +Archbishop. "How did Louis receive the news of the negotiations with the English +King? I know that your mission is to sound him on that subject. But here comes +the Emperor;" and he pointed to a cloud of dust in the distance.</p> + +<p class="normal">The cavalcade advanced rapidly; the armor glittered in the +sunlight. Princely banners, and the sumptuous robes of the nobles, could be +distinguished; and at last the escort drew up before the tents.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XL</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>A TRUE BISHOP</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Followed by Rinaldo and the French Counts, the Emperor entered +his tent, chafing angrily at the announcement that the King had gone.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He imagines that he has acted royally," said Barbarossa; "is +it not ridiculous to think that peace is endangered, because one of us came to +the bridge a little later than the other? But how is it with the chief article +of the treaty? Will the Cardinal Roland be present at the council?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Archbishop of Tarantasia will give you every explanation +on this point, Sire," replied the Count of Champagne. "All that I know is, that +he refused the royal invitation."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The invitation! What does this mean? Do you think that Roland +can be influenced by an invitation? You will be good enough to remember, my +Lord, that in our treaty, sworn to by you in the name of your King, it was +stipulated that Roland should be forced to appear before his judges."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most certainly, Sire; and I will perform what I have +promised; but I cannot oblige the King to do as much."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still it is the only way to prevent him from violating his +oath," added William of Nevers.</p> + +<p class="normal">There was a pause, Frederic's brow darkened, and his eye cast +a threatening glance towards France.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is evident," he resumed, "that Louis hopes to deceive us, +but we will not permit it. The king of France will learn that no one can, with +impunity, baffle the plans of the mightiest nation of the earth! Chosen, by the +grace of God, to protect the Church, it is our duty to establish order and even +to punish kings! Count, you will freely express to your sovereign our +discontent.--We insist on his executing every article of the treaty which he has +sworn to.--Remember that you have pledged yourself to bring the Cardinal Roland +before the Council, either with or without his consent. If the King of France +desires, as ardently as we do, to promote the peace and well-being of the +Church, he will spare neither entreaties nor threats to decide the French +bishops to take part in the Council. The non-observance of the most +insignificant clause, in a solemn treaty, will be looked upon by us as a +declaration of war. We will invade the country, and we will compel the King not +to leave the Church and his subjects in the hands of a few bigoted fanatics. My +lord Chancellor, order this message to be written and sealed."</p> + +<p class="normal">Dassel bowed and left the tent, well satisfied with his +master's energy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will perfectly understand, my lords," said Barbarossa, +suddenly changing his tone, "that we receive the Archbishop as an envoy from the +King of France, and not as Roland's messenger."</p> + +<p class="normal">The French nobles left, with Rinaldo, to be presented to the +German princes.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a mixture of weakness and bravado!" said the Emperor to +himself. "I shall regret a war, but, at any cost, France must cease to be the +protectress of the Pope."</p> + +<p class="normal">His soliloquy was interrupted by the entrance of the +Archbishop, whose noble and saintly appearance produced a great impression upon +the monarch. Accustomed to see the prelates of his Court covered with finery and +sumptuous robes, he was surprised at the Archbishop's simple and unpretending +attire. Although well versed in the religious customs of the day, and aware of +the wide-spread reputation of Peter of Tarantasia, Frederic was surprised at the +inward emotion which he experienced at their meeting. On the other hand, the +prelate appreciated the Emperor's position, and knew his hostile intentions +towards the Church,--but he gazed calmly upon him, as though he would read his +inmost thoughts.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am happy to be able to know you personally, worthy father," +said Barbarossa, as he invited the prelate to be seated. "I have heard so much +in your praise that I can only desire that all our prelates would take you as +their model. Allow me to say one word: I know that Roland has refused our +invitation. I should have been prepared for it; some characters are emboldened +rather than subdued by danger. Still I am curious to learn the motives which +have dictated his refusal."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The motives were not invented by him, Sire. Our Holy Church +teaches that her chief cannot submit to any earthly tribunal."</p> + +<p class="normal">"In this I recognize the Cardinal's pride!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Holy Father implores you to persecute the Church no more; +it grieves him to see everywhere the laxity of morals, the universal discord +which has been produced by your fault. He complains, above all, that you leave +certain episcopal seats vacant, or else that you confer them upon men who are +under ecclesiastical censure."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Naturally we do not choose Alexander's partisans for Bishops. +This would be only to warm the viper in our breast. But I am wrong in excusing +myself to one who is accused; it is contrary to reason. If we were willing to +apologize to Pope Alexander for all the insinuations which he has made against +us, our honor would not support the trial!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic spoke with much bitterness and rose to indicate that +the audience was at an end. The prelate remained quietly seated; he understood +Barbarossa's disposition perfectly, and he regretted to see so influential a +sovereign follow a course which could not but cause great evils to Christendom. +He deplored the fatal consequences which were inevitable, and he endeavored to +make them evident in terms the novelty of which must have surprised the Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Majesty is right in insisting upon the recognition of +the Imperial supremacy. But cannot the Holy Father solicit a similar favor; that +is, the acknowledgment of his spiritual independence?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Doubtless! We have no pretensions to interfere in any way +with Papal matters."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still, you do interfere with them in the most outrageous +manner! The vicar of Jesus Christ has scarcely place on earth to rest his feet! +Everything has become Imperial: we have Imperial bishops, Imperial convents, +Imperial abbots, and, in the schools, Imperial instructions!--If that be just, +what need is there for a Pope?"</p> + +<p class="normal">This striking truth, uttered with perfect calmness, scarcely +awakened a memory in Frederic's soul.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your reasoning," he replied, "is false and unjust at the same +time! The whole earth belongs to the Pope, and he can cast his fisherman's net +where it may please him; we, the protector of the Church, will certainly not +hinder him."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, you will allow him to act so long as he is obedient to +your orders; but if the Pope should wish to be his own master, if he should wish +to reign independent of all human control, what would happen then?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is but one sovereign lord upon earth," said the +Emperor, proudly; "the laws are only the expression of his will, and all power +exists by it alone!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It may be so for earthly concerns; but for spiritual matters, +God has chosen another sovereign, the chief of religious unity, the supreme +shepherd of Christianity--the Pope!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor also belongs to the fold of the faithful," said +Frederic, quickly, "so that the Pope must be the Emperor's shepherd, his +spiritual father; am I not right?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most certainly; God said to the first Pope, 'Feed my sheep;' +he made no exception to the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And yet the Roman Emperor bore the title of <i>pontifex +maximus</i>! How do you explain that, my lord Archbishop?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Roman emperors were pagans."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be it so; I am and will be entirely a Roman emperor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"A pagan head on a Christian body!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No!" answered Barbarossa; "but go to Byzantium; examine the <i> +Pandects</i> +of Justinian; you will see there that an alliance may exist between a pagan on +the throne and Christianity."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You support yourself on Justinian? but what was Justinian's +code? Was it not the destruction of all liberty, the abrogation of every right +of humanity? Great God!" added the illustrious prelate, standing sorrowfully +before the Emperor, "what error! what peril! But the Pope has not yet worn the +yoke of slavery; the nations of the Christian world will not permit it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well! But if, in case of disunion, the people leaned +towards the spiritual, it would be easy to lessen the Emperor's person, and +overthrow the tyrant."</p> + +<p class="normal">"One moment, Sire; you give an incorrect interpretation to our +meaning. The father of the faithful ought to oppose all those who wish to +exercise tyranny and oppression. The Gospel delivered mankind from the slavery +imposed upon it by paganism. Believe me," added the old man, in a prophetic +tone, "the day that the Popes shall cease to protect liberty, anarchy and +revolution will convulse the world."</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa shook his head with an incredulous and discontented +air.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor of the East has no Pope," he replied, "and yet he +reigns peacefully."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are again in error, Sire! Mark attentively what is going +on in Byzantium. What do you see there? An exhausted and dying kingdom, a weak +and corrupt clergy, a host of ecclesiastics knowing no law but the Imperial +will; an effeminate people without morals, and puffed up with vanity and servile +ideas. Is this the state to which you would reduce your brilliant Empire?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You exaggerate; matters are scarcely in so bad a state as +that."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah, Sire! they are in an infinitely worse condition. Great +God! I see it now; Salisbury was right!--I deplore it, but he was right."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Salisbury!" said Barbarossa, starting, for he had a great +respect for this illustrious scholar. "May I ask in what he was right?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Peter sighed deeply.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why do you hesitate, my lord Archbishop? You know the opinion +which a wise man entertains of our actions; why then do you seek to conceal it +from us?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Salisbury occasionally writes to me, Sire," said Peter, with +an embarrassed manner.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, what has he written about us?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I received his letter a few days since," replied the prelate, +drawing a parchment from his bosom; "it contains a dissertation upon the present +condition of the Church, and particularly upon your designs. But it tells me no +more than your Majesty himself has just stated, still I was unwilling to believe +it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Speak!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will it so; make up your mind then to listen to some +bitter truths.--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Led astray by the principles of the Justinian Code, Frederic +dreams of the renewal of the brilliant Roman empire in its complete and most +deceitful form. Either he does not understand the great Christian Empire, or it +is insufficient to gratify his pride. He has less desire to be the protector of +the Church than to be her master. The Pope must steer St. Peter's boat according +to the Emperor's will; the bishops must be nothing but abbots of the Empire, and +religion must be subordinate to the ends which the Government proposes. As he +has destroyed the free life of the Church, so does he subvert the liberties of +the people. Instead of preserving the ancient manners and customs of his people +as is his duty, his plan contemplates the reorganizing of everything. If this +Emperor ever succeeds in his designs, it will be by the abolition of all +independence. Still, what prince could be compared with Frederic before he +became a tyrant, and from a Catholic Emperor degenerated into a schismatic?'"</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic heard this discourse with marked astonishment, and +more than once was on the point of interrupting; at last, at the word +schismatic, he colored with anger, and exclaimed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough! the letter of this learned personage is full of +exaggerations! The name of schismatic cast in our teeth seems to be looked upon +as an excuse for everything.--Because Victor's humility seemed to us more worthy +of the Holy See than Roland's pride, we are called the destroyer of Church +liberty!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon me, Sire, it is my duty to say a few words in reply," +remarked Peter. "You speak of Victor's humility, but Victor is, after all, your +creature; a plaything which your breath sends whither it will; a puppet which +you have chosen to obey all your caprices:--And should Victor be the supreme +Head of Christendom?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa was confused by such language. The old man's +frankness, his calmness and dignity, obliged him to listen. There was no +animation in his manner, but his clear voice sorrowfully expressed his feeling +of duty.</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa looked at him in silence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will acknowledge, Sire, that the Pope must be free and +independent to discharge his ministry. What would become of an enslaved Church, +dependent upon the will of a temporal ruler? Great God! to what baseness would +she not be obliged to descend; what infamous enormities would she not have to +sanction, under the pretext of State policy! A religion which acts in the +interest of human passions instead of opposing their indulgence, could not aid +in the salvation of souls--Everything would be subverted; sin would invade the +whole world, and would extinguish Christ's holy light, and with it all faith, +all desire, all power of good!--And this," concluded the prelate, with energy, +"this is the state of degradation to which you would reduce a Church which has +existed for a thousand years!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Archbishop had risen, and stood before the Emperor like a +prophet of old.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is well! enough of this; we understand independence, but +within certain limits."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is not independence, but duty which dictated my words, +Sire! May this appeal of an aged prelate, ready to appear at the judgment-seat +of God, not be lost upon you! It is more difficult to speak the truth to princes +than to conceal it. I have told you naught but the truth. May Heaven in its +mercy enlighten your Majesty!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Archbishop bowed, and left the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"By my faith!" cried Barbarossa; "there goes a worthy man; one +not often met with! His words might have turned from its determination a spirit +less decided than mine!"</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>A HARDENED SINNER</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The Duke of Austria had scarcely dismounted, when he was +informed that Galdini Sala requested an audience. At the time of the siege of +Milan, Galdini's name had been so often mentioned that the Duke felt almost a +sentiment of pride at being thus brought into personal relations with one who +had exercised so weighty an influence over the besieged. Consequently, he +hastened to the tent where Sala was awaiting him.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Archdeacon held in his hand a roll of parchment to which a +seal was attached. This was the usual form of correspondence between persons of +distinction. "With a low bow, Galdini presented the letters, but scarcely had +Henry opened the roll and glanced at the seal, when his face assumed an +expression of astonishment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What do I see? a letter from His Holiness! to me!" he cried. +"There must be a mistake here; this letter must be for the Emperor, or the King +of France!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is addressed to Henry, Duke of Austria, and is highly +important," said Galdini, respectfully.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke cut the silken thread, and to the great surprise of +the prelate, read over the Latin brief; for his studies in the Convent of Fulva +had enabled him to do without a secretary.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Clemence at the Papal Court! I thought she was in Germany! +His Holiness is enraged at this criminal act--<i>scelus et flagitium</i>; yes, +it is indeed a crime," said the Duke, continuing to read, and accompanying the +reading with his own commentaries. "The divorce is declared null and void. The +Lion is excommunicated and banished. By my faith, these are the words of a true +Pope! I must speak to the Duke on the subject. I fear it will be labor in vain!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Highness will be faithful to the voice of the Holy +Father," replied Sala. "Your Highness alone, among all the princes in the +Imperial camp, is worthy of the Pope's confidence, and he charges you to protest +against this sinful deed. It should be the Emperor's duty to protect the unhappy +Duchess, but Frederic is not opposed to the divorce!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is most true; it is a miserable measure of political +expediency in the interest of territorial aggrandizement," said Henry, warmly. +"The Emperor's villainous Chancellor has directed the whole business. My +cousin's daughter lived on the best possible terms with her husband, before the +interference of that felon. Ah! princes will not see to what their ambition +leads them, until the halter is around their necks."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What has all this to do with the divorce?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You do not understand the plot," resumed Henry; "the +repudiation of Clemence must make trouble between Saxony and her relations; the +union of those two houses would have thwarted all Frederic's designs against the +liberties of the people, the clergy and the nobility."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Frederic evidently seeks to assure his supremacy," said +Galdini, endeavoring to excite the Duke to a fuller confession.</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is no doubt about it. Why does he not assign incumbents +to the vacant fiefs? He keeps them for himself. He owns already all the +territory from Rottemburg to Besançon. He sows discord among the nobles, adds +the fiefs to the crown, and has organized in the Church an army of corrupt +Bishops! Tell me, is not that one way of assuring his Imperial supremacy?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It seems so to me."</p> + +<p class="normal">"That is not all. The Empire is to be divided according to the +old Eastern system. One of my followers, who was with Barbarossa during the last +crusade, has heard him express his admiration for the Byzantine Empire. +Barbarossa needs a capital, another Constantinople, and he has already made his +selection. It is Mayence! Wait until he returns to Germany, and you will see +whether this city be not deprived of all her liberties, as a punishment for +Arnold's murder, and if he does not make her his capital!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"But why do you aid him with your troops?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because I am alone in my way of thinking! Besides, I have +already spoken frankly to the Emperor, and he is well aware that I will not +further his guilty projects. I have spoken frankly to you, that you may repeat +my words to the Holy Father. Alexander must not yield; he is the only protector +of right and liberty!--I am going to fulfil your message, and that, too, in your +presence."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Duke raised the curtain, and left the tent; a moment +afterwards he returned with the Saxon prince.</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is a messenger from His Holiness, Pope Alexander III.," +said the Austrian; "he has given me this letter."</p> + +<p class="normal">And he began to read it off in German.</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is perfectly useless," said the Lion; "neither you, my +dear Duke, nor Alexander, are called upon for an opinion; the sentence has been +pronounced; the affair is concluded."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The sentence has been pronounced, and by whom?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"By Pope Victor, the legitimate chief of Christendom."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is it Henry the Lion who speaks thus?" said the Duke of +Austria, with more dissatisfaction than surprise. "No one ever despised Victor +more than you have done! Who has ever called him the Imperial puppet as often as +you? and yet, to-day, he is for you the chief of Christendom!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The last reasons are often the best!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Because you need some excuse to justify your misdeeds!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Misdeeds? Duke, what does this mean!" said the Lion, with an +air of menace.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Must I then call evil good, and good evil? No, Duke of +Saxony, not yet; not even in Frederic's camp! Do not misunderstand my frankness, +Henry; your divorce is a wrong, a crying injustice, a stain upon your name."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your interference in my private affairs is insulting to me, +my lord!" said the Lion, sullenly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is not Clemence my relative?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Too distant to warrant such excessive interest."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The duty of every knight is to defend the rights of helpless +woman," replied the Austrian. "Besides, I am fulfilling the Pope's mission. He +has excommunicated you; is that of no moment?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well! your message has been delivered; the rest is my +own business."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What! You will put yourself in opposition to the whole +Church, you will endanger your own soul, while you violate the rights of +chivalry?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough of this; spare me these superfluous representations. +At my own formal request, the Holy Father has annulled my marriage; neither you, +nor any one, even Alexander, can make me reverse my decision."</p> + +<p class="normal">As he spoke he turned his back upon the Duke, and hastily left +the tent.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You see there a fair instance of the respect paid to one's +conscience, and the sanctity of marriage, in the Imperial court," said the Duke, +sadly. "Frederic set the first example of a divorce, and he will find scores of +imitators."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Alas!" Galdini exclaimed.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am uneasy for Clemence's safety. The fate of the +unfortunate Empress Adelaide is still unknown; she has disappeared, and Clemence +too might be spirited away, if I did not prevent it. I will go to-day, and +solicit from the French King a strong escort to conduct her to her relatives. +The unfortunate princess will travel through Lorraine and Bavaria to Austria +under the protection of my troops. She will there be able to end in peace her +blighted existence; for, even should Henry return to kinder sentiments, she can +scarcely look for much happiness in her husband's society."</p> + +<p class="normal">Galdini Sala thanked the Duke, and they separated after the +latter had repeated his assurance of unalterable fidelity to Pope Alexander.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Recommend me, my house, and my country to the blessing of His +Holiness--and comfort poor Clemence."</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst the archdeacon was on his way to the tent where the +nobles were assembled, Barbarossa was taking leave of the Count of Champagne, +and their parting was so affectionately cordial that Sala was astonished.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will soon make a visit to that beautiful castle of yours, +of which my cousin appears so fond," said Frederic to the Count, as he was +mounting on his horse.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I thank your Majesty for the honor you will then favor me +with," said the Count, bowing respectfully and dashing off, followed by his +retinue.</p> + +<p class="normal">Without a moment's loss of time, the Count of Champagne +returned to his castle, and Nevers presented the Imperial despatch to the King.</p> + +<p class="normal">The same evening Manasés and Champagne held a long and secret +interview. The Emperor's letter had greatly embarrassed Louis, for Rinaldo had +rather exaggerated Frederic's warlike language, so that it differed little from +a formal declaration of war. The King paced uneasily in his room, cursing the +Emperor, the Count of Champagne, and the obstinacy of the Pope. At last he +seemed to have made up his mind, and sent for the Chancellor Manasés, +Alexander's most bitter enemy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is my opinion," said the latter, after a perusal of the +communication; "if you continue to support Roland, war is inevitable; besides, I +have learned from another source, that an alliance is about to be concluded +between Frederic and the English King. We consequently are in danger of being +attacked on both sides at once."</p> + +<p class="normal">The King's anxiety increased.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have fulfilled the duties of a Christian," he said. "I +have defended the Pope as far as I am able. No one can compel me to subject my +kingdom to all the horrors of a merciless war."</p> + +<p class="normal">The wily courtier expected this conclusion, and it was decided +to send a message, couched in very emphatic language, to the Holy Father at +Cluny.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor recommended that it should be intrusted to a +partisan of Alexander, and the Archbishop of Tarantasia was selected. It is +probable that some other choice had been made by Manasés and the Count of +Champagne; for when the prelate arrived at Court, on the next day, the Count +announced boldly to the King that Peter neither would nor could bear the +despatch.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have I then no longer a right to choose my own ambassadors?" +asked Louis. "What have you against the Archbishop?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"This holy man cannot suit you, Sire," he replied. "He will +kiss Alexander's hand and will address him, with every mark of respect, a +request which ought to be communicated as an order. The Pope will be under a +false impression; he will refuse to come, and war will break out. Rather send a +man in armor with a strong escort, that he may, if needs be, enforce the +execution of your orders."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Employ violence!" exclaimed the King.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why are you astonished, Sire? gentle measures have been tried +without result, there is nothing left but compulsion."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It would be an unheard of crime to drag the Chief of +Christendom, against his will, before a tribunal composed exclusively of his +enemies!" said Louis. "I will not permit it!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well; but in that case, the Count Henry of Troyes and +Champagne will keep his oath."</p> + +<p class="normal">"One moment, Count, for the love of God! Do not be so hasty, +cried the terrified prince. I know your unfortunate oath, but you have scarcely +reflected that it would be treason!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"My oath is an oath even when pledged to an enemy; and yet, +Sire, you would make me a perjurer and a felon? Either you will send a proper +message to Alexander, or I will go over to the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Since your Majesty cannot resist the Count's arguments," +interrupted Manasés, "would it not be well to intrust him with this mission? The +situation is delicate; it is necessary not to render it still more dangerous."</p> + +<p class="normal">After a moment's hesitation, the King consented.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Go, in God's name," he said; "but I adjure you, on your +conscience, respect the Pope, respect the Chief of Christendom."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE ABBEY OF CLUNY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The Abbey of Cluny belonged to the most illustrious of the +religious orders, and controlled two thousand convents distributed throughout +Christendom and Palestine. It was not only a pious sanctuary, but also a school, +the renown of which extended beyond the seas. Unlike the monks of the other +orders who were chiefly engaged in agriculture and field labors, the peaceful +denizens of Cluny were entirely devoted to study and the pursuit of science, and +attached a greater value to their manuscripts than to any material treasures. +Many were constantly occupied in transcribing the works of the Fathers of the +Church, and even those of the pagan writers of antiquity. The volumes intended +for the church service were richly illuminated in order to be more worthy to +appear upon the altar. The Church itself was enriched with pictures, sculpture, +and works of art. The dormitories, the halls, and the refectory were filled with +masterpieces, and resembled a vast museum destined to defend the fine arts +against the ravages of time.</p> + +<p class="normal">The cathedral, which was the largest in the world, was a +marvel of Roman architecture, and everything in it so magnificent, that Saint +Bernard could not resist expressing his discontent.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What use is there of this amazing height, this immense width +and endless length, of these sumptuous ornaments, which attract the gaze of the +faithful, but distract their attention?" he wrote to Peter, the venerable Abbot +of Cluny. "Why all these candelabras studded with precious stones, these costly +paintings and works of art? Is it through honor to the Saints that you walk over +their images and spit upon those of the Holy Angels? Why these sublime +representations on a pavement which must be covered with dust?"</p> + +<p class="normal">In the opinion of the austere monk of Citeaux, the study after +the beautiful was far inferior to that of godliness, and he imagined that the +former injured the latter. The most liberal hospitality was lavished in the +abbey on all travellers of every rank; women only were excluded; and precise +rules specified the manner of the reception of strangers according to their rank +and quality. At different times Cluny had entertained Pope Innocent IV., twelve +Cardinals, with their entire suite, two patriarchs, three Archbishops, and +eleven Bishops, and the King of France, with his mother, brother, sister, and +the whole court; the Emperor of Constantinople, the heirs-apparent to the crowns +of Castile and Aragon, and several Dukes with their knights and retinues. Still +the good monks continued to live in rigorous asceticism; and their liberality to +others often reduced them to extremities of privation. They watched over the +poor of the neighborhood, and each week the pious brothers sought out the sick +and wretched, to administer succor and consolation. On one occasion, during a +famine, the Abbot Odilon sold the church ornaments, even to a crown, which had +been presented to the monastery by the Emperor Henry II., in order to relieve +the wants of the suffering members of Jesus Christ.</p> + +<p class="normal">Although hospitality was considered an obligation by all the +cloisters of the Catholic world, Rechberg was surprised at the scale on which it +was dispensed at Cluny; and the presence of the Pope increased the concourse of +travellers. Each day came and went messengers to and from all parts of the +world; and Erwin heard on all sides a perfect Babel of the most different +tongues. Pilgrims were arriving from Greece and Spain, from Muscovy, England, +and Arabia, to prostrate themselves before the Apostolic throne. The Roman +Empire alone was not represented at Cluny, through fear of the powerful +displeasure of the Emperor Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg admired the learning, the energy, and the grave +dignity of the monks, and never before had he experienced so deeply the +influence of Catholicity. The Pope appeared to him to be the heart of +Christendom, uniting the two extremities; for Frederic's authority was as +nothing compared with that of the Holy Father. When he contrasted the Emperor's +creature, the false Pope Victor, with the venerable Pontiff, the Head of the +Church, he smiled with pity and contempt.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My godfather will be obliged to subdue the universe," he said +to himself, "if he wishes to make the Holy Pope his vassal."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin had resided in Cluny for about a fortnight; the novelty +at first amused him, but Antonio's words constantly recurred to his memory, and +although full of anxiety to ascertain their truth, a sentiment of duty retained +him at the abbey;--he could not desert the unfortunate Clemence.</p> + +<p class="normal">One day, upon leaving the princess, now more resigned and +collected, since she had ascertained with what paternal interest she was looked +upon by Alexander, Rechberg was met by the lay brother, a worthy man, who +hitherto had done him the honors of the monastery.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you already at liberty, brother Severinus?" asked the +Count. "I scarcely thought it was yet time for vespers."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The good fathers are about going to the choir, and we will +take advantage of their absence; you would lose a great deal, Count, if you were +to leave us without seeing the pictures in the refectory."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I don't doubt it; let us go there now." As they were crossing +the court-yard, where crowds of strangers were walking beneath the shade of the +oak-trees, Rechberg suddenly perceived a man whose face appeared familiar; he +had seen him at Castellamare where he had been pointed out by Hermengarde. It +was Nigri's servant, Cocco Griffi, and our hero stood still, watching his +movements and hoping for an opportunity to address him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is no want of curiosities here," said brother +Severinus, remarking his guest's astonishment, "for we have every variety of +costume and language. Look at that Arab with his bright eyes and white teeth; he +and the grave and haughty Castilian by his side are envoys from the King of +Navarre." Just then Erwin lost sight of Cocco Griffi.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Our painters often come here," resumed the monk, "to study +faces and details of which I know nothing; I saw the other day in one of the +artist's cells a representation of the devil, which was the living image of a +Moor who had been here;--I will show it to you."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg had not been mistaken. Cocco Grim, in company with a +monk, entered a two-storied house where persons of the middle class were lodged. +The monk mounted on the steps to examine the red marks traced upon the wall, and +then, turning towards Cocco,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is here that Antonio lives," he said, "if you want him."</p> + +<p class="normal">Griffi went in. The spy was waiting, and at first looked up as +though not well satisfied with the interruption; but as soon as he recognized +his visitor, he rose and went forward, cordially.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Cocco! is that you? What good wind brings you here?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"A miracle, my dear Antonio; when you know it you will be +surprised, and, it may be, somewhat provoked."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will wager that your master has been doing something +absurd; is not that the case?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, you have guessed it. My master and the lady of +Castellamare are on their way to Cluny; I was sent ahead to announce to you this +masterpiece of diplomacy."</p> + +<p class="normal">Antonio looked at Griffi with amazement, and then broke out, +angrily.</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is a beautiful piece of business, indeed! That ass never +had any brains! He will spoil everything! The young girl will come here; she +will meet the Count, and all my plans will be thwarted. What imprudence! I +suppose he has told her that Rechberg is here with the Duchess, and that on his +return he is to marry Richenza; is that it?</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, all but the marriage."</p> + +<p class="normal">"That's it; he concealed the only thing which he ought to have +told."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, he talked of nothing but Erwin and Richenza, Richenza and +Erwin."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, what then?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then! oh, Hermengarde asserted that she was under a vow to +make a pilgrimage to Cluny, and that she would no longer delay it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The pretext was a good one,"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then my master offered to accompany the young person."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And she refused?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Two or three times, but Pietro insisted. They will be here +to-morrow at the latest, and my master promises to conduct the affair to your +entire satisfaction. You may count upon his gratitude."</p> + +<p class="normal">Antonio smiled as he heard the last words, for he knew that +Pietro possessed immense wealth in Lombardy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The affair has miscarried," he said to himself, pacing the +room. "But Hermengarde cannot lodge in the cloister; she must stay in the +village, and as Cluny opens its gates but once a week to women, it will be a +mere chance if she and Rechberg meet."</p> + +<p class="normal">He turned towards Griffi. "Where are you living?" he asked. +"Near the gate; one of the windows overlooks the street."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be on the lookout, and let me know as soon as they arrive."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>IN THE CLOISTER</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Meanwhile Rechberg had reached the gate of the cloister; it +was opened at once, and, with his companion, he entered a small courtyard.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is too soon yet," said the porter, when the monk had +informed him of the object of their visit; "but you can wait here."</p> + +<p class="normal">They stepped forward towards a low wall, festooned with +creepers, which shut off the garden, exclusively reserved for the brotherhood. +Erwin could see and admire their grave and dignified deportment, and remarked +their difference from the German monks, who were usually occupied in out-door +pursuits; whereas at Cluny they passed their lives in the practice of interior +virtues, and the advancement of science.</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment two lay brothers approached the wall, talking +with an earnestness which indicated the importance of their subject. They spoke +gravely and in measured tones, although Rechberg could not understand a single +word of their conversation, he imagined that it was probably a discussion of +some intricate problem of philosophy.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What language is that?" he asked.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Greek, Count," replied Severinus, in a low voice; "every +known language is spoken in our community; Latin and Greek, and Arabic and +Hebrew; they are perfectly familiar with all of them, and with more still. I +like to hear them talk Hebrew, it is such a strange dialect,--so guttural, that +it seems uttered rather by the throat than by the tongue. I doubt, whether the +Franks could articulate a single syllable of it; but I think you will have a +chance to judge for yourself during our walk. Ah! here come two of your +artists!--The very ones of all whom I prefer, for they have heart and a soul; +whereas some learned men have nothing but intellect Look, how they argue. Let us +go a little nearer; I will wager that their discussion turns upon Homer, Pindar, +Apollo, or Horace."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin listened.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You deny then all value to pagan sciences, brother Odilon?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"By no means. I simply remarked that religious faith was the +true domain of true science. The pagans had their own belief, and consequently +their own school of art; but a Christian's art is as far superior to a pagan's +as Christianity is to paganism."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you think that our poetry is better than that of Horace?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, inasmuch ours celebrates truth; his, only pagan errors. +But, brother Colomban, in all that relates to style, the pagans are our masters, +for Christian poetry is still in its infancy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have admired together the statues lately received from +Rome; do you think we are capable of doing anything as perfect?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"We must make a distinction here," replied Odilon. "The pagans +attained a rare perfection of form; but is the body the only, the real object of +art? No; the sculptor must give a spirituality to his work! The most skilful +pagan would never have been able to chisel out the pure image of the Holy +Virgin."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I think I understand your meaning," said Colomban.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is the same with poetry. The fountain head of all +sublimity, the source of the beautiful is God; the nearer the poet approaches +that, the more truly artistic he becomes, and, in proportion as his ideas +diverge from the Divinity, so much farther is he from perfection."</p> + +<p class="normal">The two monks disappeared at a turn of the path.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, what think you? are not those men true lights of the +faith?" asked Severinus. "They have great privileges, they can go to Rome and +further, too, if they wish, and sometimes are excused from attendance in the +choir."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the bell rang; all conversation was immediately +suspended, and each monk took his place with a regularity which surprised the +young German, who could almost fancy that he was looking at a well disciplined +troop of soldiers, as they defiled before him in stately procession.</p> + +<p class="normal">The solemn strains of the organ were heard, and the chants +began.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Now, let us make good use of our time," said Severinus, +hurrying forward. "Let us see the refectory first; it is only a refectory, it is +true, but its equal does not exist in France or Germany."</p> + +<p class="normal">They entered the hall, near the door of which was a large +crucifix artistically sculptured. At the upper end of the room was the Abbot's +chair placed so as to overlook everything, and his table, to which the chief +dignitaries of the monastery were often invited, stood upon a raised platform. +Long oaken tables, with richly carved supports, were ranged methodically, and +covered with a white cloth, at which, as Severinus assured the Count, more than +four hundred guests could be seated; for Cluny counted at that time four hundred +and eighty monks, many of whom lived as hermits in the neighboring forest.</p> + +<p class="normal">On one side stood a single table covered with black cloth.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The <i>pulmenta defunctorum</i> are served there," replied +Severinus, to Rechberg's curiosity. "This, is the place of the pious Duke of +Aquitain, the protector of our convent; that, is for his saintly wife +Ingeburge."</p> + +<p class="normal">And so he went on enumerating the eighteen places.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But all those of whom you speak are dead," said Erwin. "What +is the use of spreading a banquet every day, of which they cannot partake."</p> + +<p class="normal">The monk looked at Erwin with astonishment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you not remember," he said, "that the Archangel Raphael +assured the young Tobias, that it was better to give alms than to build up +pyramids of gold and silver? It is for this that every day the deceased +benefactors of Cluny feed the poor. Do you not believe that the blessings which +they receive in Heaven are worth more than precious stones?" Rechberg was too +fervent a Catholic to doubt of the correctness of this view of the subject; it +was a praiseworthy and pious custom.</p> + +<p class="normal">His attention was directed to the pictures on the walls; many +of them, such as the hunt of Saint Eustace, and the fight between Saint George +and the Dragon, he recognized at once; but there were others so strange in all +their details, that he was obliged to ask for explanations.</p> + +<p class="normal">On their way from the refectory to the artist's apartments, as +they crossed a long gallery, Rechberg stopped before a bronze statue, which +attracted his admiration.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is the image of our late Superior, Peter the Venerable," +said Severinus, very respectfully. "It was cast about two years since, and those +who knew him during his lifetime, affirm that the likeness is striking. We will +have it made in silver one of these days, when our convent is richer."</p> + +<p class="normal">The galleries were filled with statues of saints and holy men, +in wood and stone; some of recent date, others of ancient workmanship; so that +it would have been easy to trace, step by step, the progress of the art. But the +Count was little versed in such matters, and what was more, he could not forget +Cocco Griffi.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My lord Count, you must visit the library, even if it is only +for a moment," said the monk, opening the door. A score of desks were arranged +in a half-circle around one of larger size, which Rechberg perceived, at once, +was a masterpiece of sculpture. This work of art was ornamented with arabesques, +and with flowers, birds, and animals of every description; upon it was a book in +Greek characters.</p> + +<p class="normal">"They write the books here," said Severinus; "the reader is +seated at the upper desks, with the copyists in front and around him. You can +judge for yourself, (and he offered the manuscripts to Rechberg,) if they know +their business. And our fathers attend to everything! We have twenty copies of +the Holy Scriptures. Nearly all the works of the early Fathers, and many of +those written by pagan authors and priests are to be found in our library. Every +year some of the order go through France and England, and even as far as Greece, +in search of rare manuscripts, of which four copies are immediately made."</p> + +<p class="normal">After leaving the cloister, and crossing a vacant yard, they +came to a house with large windows. The rooms were filled with evidences of the +sculptor's art; figures and images of all sorts were standing there on +pedestals.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is not that a splendid angel's head?" said Severinus; "the +features are so sweet and delicate, and the folds of the robe so natural! And +that Holy Virgin! how beautiful and gracious she appears! I do not think it +possible to give more life to a work of stone."</p> + +<p class="normal">But Rechberg was thinking of something else, and sympathized +very little with the artistic enthusiasm of his companion.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is a pity that we cannot go in," said Severinus, pointing +to a placard on which was written, <i>Porta clausa</i>. "The door is closed and +the painter is at work; but it is a great loss, Count."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I cannot see everything in one day," replied Erwin, who was +delighted.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You would be obliged to stay at Cluny for months if you would +do justice to everything. The church alone, with all its pictures, and +portraits, and mosaics, would require a long examination."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Whose dwelling is this?" asked Erwin, as they passed before a +handsome house.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Holy Father lives there. May God protect him! His enemies +give him no rest. He was forced to fly from Italy, and with difficulty can +obtain an asylum in France."</p> + +<p class="normal">"With difficulty? Are the French, partisans of Pope Victor?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"God preserve us from it!" said Severinus; "but we fear the +fierce Barbarossa, who has taken it into his head that Victor must be Pope, +whether or no!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin smiled at the dread which his godfather inspired,</p> + +<p class="normal">"This Barbarossa is a cruel man, and they tell dreadful +stories about him," continued the monk. "It appears that he wants to be Pope and +Emperor at the same time, and this desire is unchristian. He is now on the +frontier with a mighty army, in order to force the king of France to give up the +Pope. Woe to us if this merciless sovereign comes here! He will destroy our +convent as he destroyed Milan."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have too bad an idea of the Emperor," said Rechberg; "why +should he cherish evil designs against your abbey? Is it because you show +hospitality to Alexander? I assure you that the Emperor is too chivalrous to +inflict a punishment for the accomplishment of a duty."</p> + +<p class="normal">He spoke so warmly that Severinus almost regretted his +frankness.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I have never yet seen the Pope," continued Erwin. "Do you +think it possible?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is difficult," was the reply. "The Holy Father takes but a +few moments' repose each day, when he comes to this garden. From morning till +night he works or receives visits and ambassadors or letters from every part of +the world. We are often compelled to refuse admittance to persons of +distinction."</p> + +<p class="normal">As they reached the door which led to the enclosure reserved +to the brotherhood. Severinus drew a key from his girdle and took leave of +Erwin, who thanked him warmly, regretting that he would accept of no gratuity +for his trouble.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not insist, Count," he said; "gold or silver would be +useless to me. The best reward for a monk is that which results from a +consciousness that he has done his duty."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg immediately proceeded to look for Antonio, for Cocco +Griffi's face had haunted him ever since they had met, and he began to imagine +that there must be some connection between Pietro's servant and the fears which +he entertained about the fate of Hermengarde.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLIV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>POPE ALEXANDER III</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Two noblemen were on their way towards the modest dwelling of +the Holy Father: they were the Archbishop Peter of Tarantasia and Count +Dietrich, the envoy of the primate of France. Peter had been in Cluny for the +last two days. The message had been calmly received, but the form did not +deceive His Holiness for a moment as to its true import. Alexander guessed +everything; he knew that Louis would not dare to resist Frederic, and that Peter +had brought him not an invitation, but an order. On the other hand, Count +Dietrich conveyed to the Pope the assurance of the entire and perfect devotion +to him of the Archbishop of Rheims.</p> + +<p class="normal">As soon as the Primate had discovered the intentions of his +royal brother, and the orders given by him to the Count of Champagne, he +hastened to his presence, with the hope of effecting a change of policy. But +either through fear of Barbarossa's violence, or influenced by the demands of +his own vassals, Louis, instead of listening to his brother's arguments and +representations, broke out into bitter accusations against the Pope. Convinced +of the fruitlessness of his attempts, the Primate at once dispatched Count +Dietrich to Cluny, to inform the Pontiff of the danger with which he was +threatened.</p> + +<p class="normal">They were received, upon their arrival, by a steward who +showed them to a room in the upper story, where they found the celebrated +founder of Notre Dame, the Archbishop Maurice of Paris, and three cardinals. +While the chamberlain repaired to Alexander's private apartment, the news was +communicated to the prelates, who were thunder-struck.</p> + +<p class="normal">Alexander was standing before a desk covered with parchment, +which he was examining attentively; dictating at the same time to a deacon who +took down his words, for the Pope possessed the rare talent of being able to do +several things at once.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Pontiff's exterior indicated the energy of his mind, and +his strong physical constitution enabled him to support the fatigues which the +cares of the Church rendered necessary. His features were strongly marked and +displayed great firmness tempered by benevolence. His eye was calm and decided; +a gracious smile was playing around his mouth; but his brow was furrowed by the +afflictions he had experienced. He had been formerly a professor in the +University of Bologna and shone, by his great attainments, in all branches of +learning. Although the untiring champion of the rights and liberties of the +Church, he was personally humble and modest. He hated no one, not even +Barbarossa, his successful and implacable adversary.</p> + +<p class="normal">Alexander's costume was of the most simple description: a long +white garment reached to his feet; above he wore a short red tunic, with full +sleeves, the dalmatica of that age: from his shoulders a white woollen pallium, +with a black cross, folded over on his breast, whence it hung almost to the +ground, after the manner of the ancient stole. On his finger the Pontiff wore +the pastoral ring, and his head was covered with a round mitre ornamented with a +number of small crosses.</p> + +<p class="normal">As soon as he had been informed of the arrival of the French +envoy, he left his work and repaired to the hall of audience, where Count +Dietrich and the cardinals were in waiting.</p> + +<p class="normal">All knelt at the entrance of the Head of Christendom, who +advanced towards the Count and extended to him his hand which the latter kissed +reverently, and then took his seat with the cardinals, on chairs placed in a +semicircle around the Papal throne.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most Holy Father," he said, "your devoted son, Henry, +Archbishop of Rheims and Primate of France, has sent me to give warning of the +danger which threatens your personal safety. A short time after the departure of +the Archbishop of Tarantasia, a partisan of the Emperor, the Count Henry of +Champagne presented himself before the king, and so alarmed him that His Majesty +has promised to abandon your holy cause in order to avoid the danger of a +quarrel with Barbarossa. The Count of Champagne, uniting his forces with those +of William of Nevers, the Bishop of Orleans, and other enemies of your Holiness, +is now marching towards Cluny, with the intention of arresting your Holiness, +and giving you over to Barbarossa. My revered lord has sent me to you, now to +advise, that you avoid this captivity by seeking refuge on English soil."</p> + +<p class="normal">During this speech the features of the cardinals indicated +their consternation, but the Pope never lost his coolness for one instant, +although his face gave signs of the pain he inwardly experienced.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I thank you, Count," said the Pontiff, calmly. "Be so kind as +to assure our worthy son, the primate of France, of our paternal and sincere +affection; but we cannot follow his advice. We shall remain here, although we +may be led into captivity, if such be the design of God. It is not the first +time that the head of the Church has been forced to yield to violence. If God in +his infinite wisdom; and in the interest of His holy name, judges me worthy to +suffer even death itself, let His will be done."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Permit me, Holy Father," said the cardinal, John of Naples; +"your resolution does not appear to me to be prudent. As soon as you have fallen +into the power of the tyrant, your enemies will drag you before the council and +throw you into a dungeon. Octavian, who styles himself Victor, would then rule +in the name and according to the wishes of the Emperor, while the successor of +St. Peter would be in a prison. Avoid this peril and the whole Catholic world +will rise to resist the schismatical Emperor and his bishops. Did not St. Paul +fly from danger in order to be able to spread more widely the divine word?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Worthy brother," replied the Pope, "in this particular we +have been long a zealous disciple of St. Paul; we have fled from Rome, we have +fled from Genoa. Where, hereafter, could we hope to avoid the inveterate pursuit +of Barbarossa?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Greek Emperor Manuel," replied John of Naples, "has, on +several occasions, offered you men and money to defend Rome and drive the +Germans from Italy!--Your Holiness cannot be ignorant of the fact that Venice +and other powerful cities will give strenuous aid to this enterprise."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But, my lord Cardinal, what conditions did Manuel exact in +return," said Alexander.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He demands the guaranty of the Imperial crown to him and his +successors. Now, as this crown belongs to the Pope, he can dispose of it as he +pleases."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very true!" said Alexander; "but, in that case, would we not +seem to deprive the German princes of their rights in order to gratify our own +personal spite? The wisdom of our predecessors has for ages placed the crown on +German princes, and should we from purely personal motives presume to abrogate +the acts of their wisdom? No, my lord Cardinal! may God preserve, keep, and +enlighten the Emperor Frederic."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps it would be well," said the Cardinal William of +Pavia, "to request aid from the English king. His Camp is only ten miles from +here, and a simple request from your Holiness will be sufficient to have his +troops put at your orders."</p> + +<p class="normal">This proposal awakened the Pope's astonishment; his irritated +glance was fixed upon the Cardinal.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We take refuge at the English Court!--we trust to a man who +has violated the bonds of matrimony, and whose cruelty never hesitates in +shedding innocent blood!--We put ourself in the power of one who acknowledges no +laws, who has nothing of human in his constitution, who tramples underfoot +divine and ecclesiastical laws and precepts!--But we should be in a position +still more degraded than that which poor Victor occupies with the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Cardinal had nothing to reply to this and bent his head in +silence.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Perhaps Spain is the only country in which your Holiness can +find an asylum?" said Maurice of Pavia.</p> + +<p class="normal">But Alexander interrupted him at once.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Spain!---oh! poor Spain," said the Pope sadly. "You have not +yet learned, my dear brothers, the news which reached me yesterday. The Moors +have mustered all their forces; they have summoned from the deserts of Africa +their countless hordes of savage bandits, who will throw themselves upon Spain +like the sands of the desert. And to think," continued the Pope, "that the +Emperor, instead of fighting against the Crescent, encourages the enemies of our +holy religion by his own impious struggles against the Apostolic See. My +brethren, these are bitter trials!--May God preserve the faithful from +persecution, prison, and death!--May Christendom be not divided by schism!--May +we remain at the helm to guide our bark through the troubled sea."</p> + +<p class="normal">He was silent and with bent head forgot his own situation in +reflecting on that of the Church. On their part, the prelates remained +speechless with emotion.</p> + +<p class="normal">At last Alexander raised his head, and his look was calm +though dejected, as he declared his unalterable determination not to seek to +escape by flight from the danger which now threatened him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You will be good enough, Cardinal," he said to William of +Pavia, "to take care that all the archbishops, bishops, and prelates whom we +have admitted to the reception of the royal envoy be invited to the reunion. Our +intention is, perhaps for the last time, to speak openly in order to defend the +rights and the liberties of the Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">He rose as a signal that the audience was at an end. All who +were present knelt piously, received the Pontiff's blessing, and bowing +respectfully, left the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Oh, my Lord and my God!" said Alexander to himself, as he +sought the little oratory in which he usually said mass.</p> + +<p class="normal">He knelt devoutly before the altar, where a golden dove +contained the Body of his Redeemer. The vicar of Christ had come to implore the +aid of his divine Master. He prayed long and fervently; his features by turns +assumed the expression of grief, consolation, and resignation; and when the rays +of the setting sun shone through the red windows of the chapel, they shed a halo +of glory around the head of the still kneeling Pope.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>A KNAVE'S STRATAGEM</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">"In any case," thought Erwin, "Antonio must be aware of +Griffi's presence at Cluny."</p> + +<p class="normal">He sent his faithful Gero to the Italian quarter to look for +Antonio, but he was not there. "He usually walks in the public square among the +strangers," said the squire; "but I don't know where he has hidden himself +to-day."</p> + +<p class="normal">The day passed without any further result, but the next +morning Antonio was announced. The Count received him coldly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We can go to Laon at last, my lord Count. Henry the Lion +persists in his designs, even at the risk of being put under the ban of the +Empire; and the Duke of Austria has sent a strong escort to accompany the +Duchess to her home. It was a prudent measure; for the poor lady would have +fared badly if her husband had thought proper to use violence."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Where did you receive these details?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"From an old acquaintance who met the Pope's envoy, Galdini +Sala, at the camp."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have you no other news?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"None."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Did not Pietro Nigri's servant pay you a visit?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Antonio started, but recovered himself promptly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, Cocco Griffi came to see me; but I did not intend to +speak of a visit which was not a pleasant one for your Lordship."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Speak freely; you have nothing to fear."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I know that, but I dislike to wound those whom I esteem. +Pietro Nigri has sent to request me to meet him on a matter of great importance; +for you must know that we are intimate friends; this ought to suffice you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Not at all. Why this invitation, and what is this important +business?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The accomplishment of a great design."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Which has reference to Hermengarde?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Since you mention her name, I will confess that it has. But +compose yourself; nothing is lost yet; as we return to Laon to-morrow, we shall +have time enough to see your betrothed and remind her of her promises."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin grew pale and red by turns, and then became very +serious. Turning his back upon the Italian, he walked towards the window to +reflect.</p> + +<p class="normal">"May I ask," inquired Antonio, after a brief pause, "whether +you will leave to-morrow?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Leave! and what for?" answered Rechberg, dreamily. "Ah! +well,--yes, to-morrow."</p> + +<p class="normal">And he left Antonio, who soon after might have been seen upon +the road leading from Cluny to the neighboring village. Accustomed to pick up +information from every source, he approached a man who was going in the same +direction as himself.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you know," said the stranger, "that they wish to capture +the person of His Holiness? The Count of Champagne is on his way with a strong +party of knights and varlets to seize and give him up to the Emperor, who will +put him to death."</p> + +<p class="normal">"That is a very likely story, my good man!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You think it is an invention of mine, do you?--But I tell you +that I saw him and his daughter Richenza in the village last night."</p> + +<p class="normal">"With his daughter?" repeated the Italian, looking with stupid +amazement at the stranger.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, with his daughter and a troop of his retainers; but I +swear that they shall not give the Pope up to Barbarossa. The people will rise +in his defence."</p> + +<p class="normal">Without listening further to the conversation of the old man, +Antonio began to reflect over the fact of Richenza's presence at Cluny. It +seemed so strange, so unlikely, that he could attribute it only to the designs +of the Emperor to enforce the marriage with his cousin, as soon as possible.</p> + +<p class="normal">When he arrived at the village, Pietro hailed him from a +window, and on his entrance received him with every demonstration of friendship.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let me recover a little, my dear Pietro; it is all so +extraordinary, that my ideas are somewhat confused."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the matter with you?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Antonio made no answer.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Are you mad, Antonio?--Look me in the face! Come!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am undone! I cannot repair what you have compromised. And +why did you tell Hermengarde that Erwin was at Cluny? Your mistake has spoiled +everything."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Enough, Antonio, enough! I know that I have made a mistake; +why then do you take pleasure in increasing my regrets for it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let me console you, Pietro; the Count of Champagne is +expected every moment."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What matters that to me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"His daughter Richenza is with him; I foresee that the Emperor +has designs on young Rechberg."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Something may be made out of this circumstance," said Pietro.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you think so? your eyes are at last opened to the light? +You begin to understand now why I was anxious? My plans have failed! It was +necessary for Erwin to leave to-morrow to avoid meeting Hermengarde; but now he +must remain!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What have you decided to do?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ask me no questions, but do as I bid, for I have no +confidence in you, friend Pietro; did you speak of me to Hermengarde?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No; she only knows that a friend of mine, named Antonio, came +here with me."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very well! present me at once, for there is no time to be +lost."</p> + +<p class="normal">They entered a room where two of the retainers were seated at +a chess-board. Their armor hung upon the wall, and their lances stood in a +corner.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ubaldo, ask the waiting-woman if your mistress will receive +my friend?" said Pietro to one of the soldiers.</p> + +<p class="normal">In a few moments the soldier returned with an affirmative +reply.</p> + +<p class="normal">They then proceeded to a sumptuously furnished apartment, +where Hermengarde was awaiting them. She rose as they entered, and greeted +Antonio with a friendly smile. As she resumed her seat, Hedwige placed two +chairs for the visitors.</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is my friend Antonio, noble lady," said Pietro; "he +accompanied Count Rechberg to Cluny, and I had the good fortune to meet him in +the street."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am happy, my lord Pietro, to receive your friend. But what +business has brought Count Rechberg here?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He came with the Duchess of Saxony, who, divorced and +banished by her husband, has sought the Pope's protection.--It was a duty he +owed to chivalry," the Italian added, "and the more meritorious that Rechberg +travelled without, or rather against the consent of the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I hope that his generosity will not put him in disfavor with +Barbarossa?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am unable to say anything positive on this point; but I +imagine that Frederic will endeavor to preserve the friendship of one who is +about to be allied to one of the most powerful houses of France."</p> + +<p class="normal">Hermengarde started.</p> + +<p class="normal">"From what Rechberg tells me," continued Antonio, "the Count +of Champagne is expected with his daughter to-day. It is possible that the young +Count will retire with the Countess to her father's estates."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Can I not see the Count, Antonio?" asked Hermengarde; "he +saved my father's life, and we are under great obligations to him."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It appears to me rather difficult, noble lady. Women are +admitted within the convent only once a week, and I doubt that the Count will +tarry here long; still, if you so desire, I will inform him of your wishes."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I beg you to do so, sir, and as soon as possible."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am entirely at your orders, noble lady. But if I mistake +not, here comes the Count of Champagne."</p> + +<p class="normal">The blast of a trumpet and the clatter of horses, resounded in +the street. The Count and a numerous retinue was passing along the road, and at +a few paces in his rear, Richenza was riding along in a showy costume.</p> + +<p class="normal">Hermengarde stood motionless, as though her strength was about +to fail her, but, with a violent effort, she recovered herself, and dismissed +her visitors.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Be kind enough to remember my request, knight," she said to +Antonio; "perhaps you can bring me the Count's answer this evening?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I repeat, madam, that I am entirely at your command," replied +the Italian, bowing himself out of the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I say, my friend, you don't mean to tell him anything, do +you?" said Nigri to the other.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What are you thinking about? I will tell her tomorrow, that +the Count will neither come to her, nor receive her visit. We shall see then +what will happen. It is a capital joke after all, to lead people about by the +nose in this way! But we must be prepared for everything; suppose that +Hermengarde meets the German?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then I will put an end to the joke with a single blow!" said +Pietro, sullenly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well, that is your lookout, not mine. Expect me here +to-morrow," said Antonio.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLVI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE SERMON</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Stephen, prior of Cluny, entered the Pope's chamber; the Abbot +Hugo had been deposed the same day by the Chapter, on account of his +schismatical tendencies, and the prior had just been informed that the Count of +Champagne had placed guards at all the doors of the cloister.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Count is much interested in our affairs," said Alexander. +"You perceive how faithful he is to his master; why then should we be less so to +ours? Is every thing ready for the council?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your orders have been executed, Holy Father."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will administer the holy sacrament, and then receive the +Count of Champagne. Is there anything else, my son?" asked the Pope, seeing that +Stephen still waited with a restless and uneasy expression on his features.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Holy Father, are you then decided to allow yourself to be +made prisoner by these impious men?" asked the good prior, with an emotion which +touched his hearer. "All the doors are guarded, but you can get out in the +disguise of a monk and escape! I have prepared everything."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Stephen," answered the Pope, in a tone of reproach, "you have +been busy about many things, when there was but one important;" then, with a +milder voice, he continued: "The hour is at hand, my son; take care that +everything be ready."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The hour is at hand!" repeated the prior as he withdrew; "our +blessed Redeemer said those words when they came to lay hands on him. Woe is me! +Cluny has become a Mount of Olives, and the Holy Father will leave it to go to +prison, and perhaps to death."</p> + +<p class="normal">As has already been observed, the church of Cluny was the +largest in the world. The roof was supported by gigantic columns, measuring +eight feet each in circumference; the whole building was ornamented with +pictures and sculpture; a magnificent mosaic pavement covered the floor of the +choir, and the walls were hung with invaluable works of art, representing the +life of Jesus Christ and the Saints, and scenes from the Old Testament. Gold and +silver candlesticks stood upon the altar, and in front hung a chandelier of four +branches, wrought in solid silver, with lanterns studded with precious stones.</p> + +<p class="normal">As soon as Stephen had ascertained that Alexander's orders had +been carried out, he proceeded to the cloister, where the Count of Champagne and +thirty men-at-arms had just entered.</p> + +<p class="normal">Without vouchsafing a glance at the works of art around them, +these advanced boldly into the very house of God, and drew up in line before the +pulpit at the entrance to the chancel. With helmets on, clothed in complete +mail, and their swords drawn, they resembled the horde of barbarians who had +come to pursue Christ in the holy temple of God.</p> + +<p class="normal">The moment fixed upon by Alexander was approaching. The door +of the sacristy opened, and the procession entered the chancel. At the head +walked the monks and lay brothers, robed in white; then came the abbots, +bishops, and cardinals, in rich costumes, wearing the mitre, and with cross in +hand; last of all, the Pope, in red vestments, and all the pomp of solemn +ceremony.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Red! the color of the holy martyrs," thought Stephen, as he +remarked the color which had been selected by the Pontiff; "and there are the +executioners!" he added, looking at the soldiers. The holy sacrifice began. The +Pope, entirely absorbed in his devotions, thought of nothing which was going on +around him. The prelates were kneeling upon scarlet cushions; the monks and lay +brothers upon the pavement.</p> + +<p class="normal">As soon as the office was terminated, and without laying aside +his pontifical robes, the Pope entered the chancel and ascended his throne, +around which were seated the cardinals, bishops, and abbots. The monks stood in +line waiting, with anxious faces, for the end. About three paces in front stood +a table, covered with parchments, at which two clerks were seated, in order to +copy the proceedings. The men-at-arms, led by Henry of Champagne and the fierce +Count of Nevers, advanced boldly towards the Pontiff.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sir Pope," said Henry, "we have been sent to invite you, in +the name of our sovereign lord and king, to appear before an ecclesiastical +council, which is to meet at an early day in Besançon. We can take no excuse, as +your refusal might plunge France and Germany into a bloody war. Our king has +pledged himself by oath that you will be present at the assembly, and he means +to keep his word. You must, then, accept the invitation graciously, if you do +not wish to compel us to resort to violence."</p> + +<p class="normal">This harangue, so devoid of all courtesy, excited the openly +expressed disapproval of the audience.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count of Champagne!" exclaimed the pious but impetuous +Maurice, Archbishop of Paris; "you not only act contrary to all custom, but you +are also wanting in the respect which you owe to the Head of the Church. How can +you dare to address such words to the Vicar of Christ in the very temple of God? +Would you have us to suppose that the great vassals of the French crown surpass +in irreligion the slaves of the schismatic Barbarossa?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Maurice would have continued, but Alexander III. interfered.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My lord Count," he said, "it is not obstinacy, but duty, +which dictates our refusal to this invitation. We will certainly repair to +Besançon, but not as a culprit. Who convoked the assembly? Men who are forgetful +of their duties, and almost without exception under the ban of ecclesiastical +censure. We cannot submit our cause to any earthly tribunal, least of all to one +acting only under the orders of the Emperor. Frederic has violated all laws, +human and divine, in placing the Council above the Pope, and the Emperor above +the Council. We rebuke this injustice, and we are ready, in the discharge of our +duty, to suffer every torture, and even death itself."</p> + +<p class="normal">Alexander paused, and then rose from his seat with an +expression of such majesty upon his features that even Count William himself was +impressed.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Vicar of Jesus Christ resumed, with a calm, dignified +energy which carried conviction to the minds of all.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My dear brethren," he said, turning towards the prelates, "it +is most probable that we are about to be again called to tread the road on which +our Lord and Saviour has preceded us, and in which many of our predecessors have +followed Him to martyrdom! Yes, the way of the Cross alone leads to victory, and +to a better world! You have long known the drift of the Emperor's designs. +Misled by the false glitter of Pagan Imperialism, Frederic aims at ruling over +both Church and State. The Head of Christendom is for him a mere instrument of +his own will, and our holy religion only a means of attaining his ends. We are +amazed that such ideas should have taken possession of a prince whom God has +gifted with so many noble qualities. You are aware, my brethren, that the +Emperor has nominated to all the vacant Sees of his Empire, men who are unworthy +of such positions, without either the learning which is indispensable, or the +spirit of piety which should animate the shepherds of God's flock. And yet the +Apostle has said, 'For a bishop must be without crime, not proud, not subject to +anger, not given to wine, no striker, nor greedy of filthy lucre; but given to +hospitality, gentle, sober, just, holy, continent.' And yet, he would make the +bishops nothing but the Emperor's slaves! We feel grievously afflicted at the +sight of such grave misconduct. What misfortunes are they not preparing for the +Church! The ecclesiastical spirit is less and less valued every day; the liberty +of the Church no longer exists except in name, and her property is at the mercy +of impious hands. But in the midst of this deluge of injustice, the Holy See has +been established, by divine Providence, like the rock of order, against which +storms and tempests will spend their fury in vain. So, we solemnly announce to +you, in the name of God, that the Cardinal Octavian, falsely styled Pope Victor, +is excommunicated and put under the ban of ecclesiastical censure. We declare, +in advance, all the proceedings and resolutions of the Council of Besançon to be +null and void. If, until to-day, we have refrained from launching the thunders +of the Church against the scourge of Christendom, it is because our Lord Jesus +Christ has taught us to pardon. And, although the time for speaking has come at +last, we still pardon the Emperor for all the misery and pain which he has +caused us. You will repeat this discourse, my brethren, in the pulpits of all +your parishes, and you will circulate it, by every possible means, in order that +the Christian world may not be misled into error. As regards ourselves, we pray +God ceaselessly, that he may prevent the success of the enemies of the Holy +Church; may He protect her with His mighty arm! May he lead to repentance and +contrition the souls which have strayed from her fold!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"<i>Amen</i>, <i>amen</i>!" repeated the prelates.</p> + +<p class="normal">"<i>Amen</i>, <i>amen</i>!" said the witnesses.</p> + +<p class="normal">And the crowd throughout the Church exclaimed, "<i>Amen</i>!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count of Champagne stood amazed. Thoroughly convinced of +the justice of Alexander's claims, ambition alone had united him to the Imperial +faction, and he had been impressed by the discourse of the Holy Father; for it +seemed to him as though God himself had spoken.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Holy Father," he said, "I appreciate your reasoning and the +resolution with which you wish to discharge the sacred duties of your ministry. +But my personal opinions have naught to do with the execution of the order which +is intrusted to me. I await then, Holy Father, until it may please you to notify +me of the hour which you have fixed for your departure for Laon."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLVII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE DUEL</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Richenza's arrival at Cluny surprised Erwin; but she +manifested so sincere a sympathy with the misfortunes of the Duchess Clemence, +that he related to her all the details of the outrage. The influential position +of the Count of Champagne permitted him to lodge in the dependencies of the +cloister, and his apartments opened upon an immense garden ornamented with +flowers, groves, and shady walks.</p> + +<p class="normal">Richenza and her retinue had just entered the garden, followed +at a distance by brother Severinus; and Erwin, after leaving the table, went +thither to join the party. Antonio, who was constantly on the watch over +Rechberg's movements, at once left the cloister and hurriedly proceeded to the +village, where Hermengarde was awaiting his return with feverish anxiety. At +last he came, and entered the lady's presence with an air of supreme +indifference.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your absence has been long, Antonio; was it not possible for +you to give my message yesterday?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Noble lady, Rechberg remained quite late with the Count of +Champagne and the other nobles. He rose late this morning, and I was unable to +give him your message until a few moments since, as he was going to the garden +with the Countess Richenza. The time was ill-chosen."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well! what was his answer?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"'Hermengarde here?' he said, with surprise. 'Come to see +her!--you say. I am very sorry; but it is no longer possible----'"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Go on, Antonio, and tell the truth!" said she. "Is he in the +garden?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Precisely; now, as the garden is close to the road near the +mountain, you can see for yourself."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, and that is what I mean to do," replied Hermengarde, who +seemed to have all at once regained her courage. "Wait for one moment, +gentlemen; I will be back again soon;" and she left the room.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have done a stupid thing," said Pietro. "If she succeeds +in entering the garden----"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pshaw! she cannot get over a ten-foot wall."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And if Rechberg were to perceive her?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He! his eyes are not clear enough to see so far."</p> + +<p class="normal">Hermengarde returned in a few minutes, and at once set out, +followed by the two Italians and her nurse Hedwige.</p> + +<p class="normal">In a short time they were on the road which overlooked the +garden. Antonio led the way to an elevation, from which they could see all the +adjoining country, and the young girl followed, without heeding the words which +the spy still continued to address to her. Suddenly she paused, and then, before +her companions could interfere, ran towards a little gate in the cloister-wall.</p> + +<p class="normal">As soon as Antonio perceived her intention, and that the door +was open, he sprang towards her.</p> + +<p class="normal">"For the love of God!" he cried, "where are you going? Your +entrance into the convent may have disastrous results!"</p> + +<p class="normal">She turned her head a little, glanced at Antonio, and +disappeared. Hedwige and Pietro followed, but the other remained behind.</p> + +<p class="normal">"That door open!--unlucky mishap!" he said; "all is lost! The +best thing for me to do is to run away, and escape the Count's anger;" and he +hastily left the place.</p> + +<p class="normal">A narrow path wound through several clumps of bushes, and +terminated at a conservatory surrounded by vines. Hermengarde stopped here. At +about a hundred yards in front, Richenza and the young nobleman were walking +together, in earnest conversation. Brother Severinus stood near the door, +reading his breviary.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Duchess of Saxony is a noble woman," said Richenza; "and +what did she say of her husband's disloyal conduct?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Galdini Sala was obliged to repeat three times the Duke's +words: 'Clemence ceased to be my wife by the Pope's decree, and with my consent. +No one, not even Alexander, can change my determination.' At first the Duchess +seemed thunderstruck. She repeated only, 'With his consent!' in a tone which I +cannot describe. It seemed at first as though her heart would break, and then +her eyes flashed with anger. The Duke of Saxony had lost all claim to her +affection. 'My lord Count,' she said to me, 'accept my thanks for all the +trouble I have given you;' and taking a rich jewel, 'Accept this,' she said, 'it +is the only way in which the repudiated Duchess can show her gratitude.' Then +she went to see His Holiness, and this morning left Cluny, escorted by some of +the Austrian men-at-arms."</p> + +<p class="normal">"How noble! how truly great! but, alas! how unfortunate!" said +Richenza, with emotion.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Now that the Duchess has gone," said Erwin, "and the object +of my journey is accomplished, I can return to Laon, where I have business of +great importance."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It can be put off a little longer, and we will go there +together," urged Richenza.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I regret that it is impossible; but everything is prepared, +and I must leave Cluny to-day. Allow me, noble lady, to bid you farewell."</p> + +<p class="normal">He was interrupted by a piercing shriek.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Erwin! my Erwin!" cried a voice from the conservatory.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count approached. In the dim light he saw a group of three +persons, one of whom lay fainting on the ground. He had recognized the voice, +but he could scarcely believe that Hermengarde was there. But it was she, and +Rechberg knelt in astonishment beside his lady-love, from whose face all signs +of life had disappeared. Suddenly the Count was seized, and thrust violently +away.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Back! wretch," cried Pietro, whose anger broke out at the +sight of his rival. "Back! you have no longer the right to tend her, German +savage."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg gazed first at the Lombard and then at the fainting +girl.</p> + +<p class="normal">Nigri again pushed him away.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you dare to approach her again, I will plunge my sword +into your breast." And Pietro, sword in hand, placed himself between the Count +and the lady.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Who are you, who dare to separate me from my affianced wife?" +cried Rechberg.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Draw and defend yourself," said the Italian furiously.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here, in her presence? No, sir!" replied the Count. "Put up +your sword; elsewhere I will chastise you as you deserve."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You shall not escape me thus! Villain, defend yourself!" said +Pietro.</p> + +<p class="normal">And his sword's point grazed Erwin's breast.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hold!" cried the Count. "Would you dare to assassinate me?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will take your life.--If you will not defend it," said +Nigri, striking Rechberg, as he spoke, with the flat of his sword. Scarcely had +the Count felt the blow, when his sword, quick as lightning, flashed from the +scabbard, and the fight began. Hermengarde still lay upon the ground, her head +upon Hedwige's knee. During the progress of the duel, she opened her eyes and +called her lover's name, but Erwin saw and heard nothing except his antagonist +who had slightly wounded him. Suddenly, he saw his opportunity, and with a rapid +thrust stretched Pietro lifeless on the ground. Just then the chamberlain. +rushed forward to prevent the combat, but it was too late, and as he saw the +bloody corpse,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Woe to us!" he cried, "a murder has been committed within the +cloister-walls. Wretch, what have you done?"</p> + +<p class="normal">But Rechberg paid no attention to the question; he wished to +approach the young girl, who was seated with her nurse upon a neighboring bench, +but she motioned him away.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I was present during the whole affair," said brother +Severinus, who endeavored to apologize for the Count. "I saw it all, worthy +father; the Count would have gone elsewhere, but this unhappy man, whose soul is +before his God, tried to kill him; he was obliged to defend himself."</p> + +<p class="normal">"That certainly diminishes the enormity of the offence," +replied the chamberlain, "but a crime has been committed within the cloister, +and it is to be judged here at Cluny. Follow me, Count."</p> + +<p class="normal">"At once," said Rechberg. "Noble lady," he added, turning to +Richenza, "I regret sincerely, that my violence has caused your young lady of +honor to faint. I trust that she will be cared for until I have established my +innocence and can offer my excuses in person. Richenza understood the hint; for, +except as an attendant of the Countess, Hermengarde would have been obliged to +leave the cloister immediately.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It was scarcely necessary to ask me to take care of my young +friend," she said; "it is only my duty."</p> + +<p class="normal">She gave the necessary orders for her to be conveyed to her +own apartments, and Erwin with one last look at Hermengarde, followed the +chamberlain.</p> + +<p class="normal">On the ensuing day, the judges met, but the testimony of +Severinus, and the favorable reputation which Erwin bore as Clemence's champion, +procured his acquittal. Still the court was at a loss to understand the motives +of the Count's quarrel with the Italian. The judges withdrew into an adjoining +room, whence, after a short deliberation, they returned.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My son," said the president, "the law absolves you on the +ground of legitimate self-defence. God alone, to whom the secrets of all hearts +are known, can pronounce whether your act was free from all earthly passion. +Still, in the interest of your own soul, we advise you, as a penance, to make a +pilgrimage to the Holy Land, where in defence of our Redeemer's tomb you can +purge your sword of the stain left on it by the blood of Pietro Nigri."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count expressed his thanks and proceeded at once to +Richenza's apartments, where he expected to find Hermengarde.</p> + +<p class="normal">To his great surprise he was informed that the Count of +Champagne, with all his retinue, had started at an early hour for Laon, and that +the young Italian had returned to the neighboring village.</p> + +<p class="normal">He repaired there at once, and on his entrance to the inn was +received by Hedwige, who informed him that her mistress was quite unwell, and +had not yet left her chamber.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But I will tell her," she said, "that you are here."</p> + +<p class="normal">Erwin paced the room until the servant announced that her lady +would receive him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Great heavens!" said Hedwige, "how she has suffered! I have +always maintained that you would not be false to your plighted word, and that in +spite of Richenza's relationship to the king of France, she could not make you +forget your betrothed."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I cannot understand you, Hedwige. How could you entertain +such an idea?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pietro assured us that you wanted to marry Richenza, and +Antonio confirmed his story. Besides, you stayed for several days in her +father's castle and refused to receive us, and then Richenza came to Cluny with +you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Now I understand it all," said Erwin; "ah! the wretched +knave!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The door opened, and Hermengarde entered. She was dressed +simply in white, with a blue sash around her waist.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pardon me, dearest," said the Count, tenderly; "pardon me for +all I have made you suffer." But Hermengarde was already assured of Erwin's +innocence before he had even spoken.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count," she replied, "you need make no excuses; only tell me +why I did not see you yesterday?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I had no idea that you were at Cluny."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Then Antonio did not carry you my message?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Most certainly not! You seem surprised, Hermengarde; but you +do not know all. That villain Antonio was in a plot to separate us, and his +measures were skilfully taken."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Fortune sometimes favors the wicked," said the noble girl. +"But was the arrival of Richenza merely the result of chance?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It may have been a part of the plot! I intended to return to +Laon, and was taking my leave, when--"</p> + +<p class="normal">He suddenly paused, for the recollection of the scene in the +garden seemed painfully depicted on Hermengarde's features. She sat down and +gazed silently at her lover, whose attentions to the young Countess she had +fancied meant more than was called for by the mere requirements of chivalrous +courtesy. But it was impossible to cherish a suspicion of Erwin's loyalty after +his frank and honest explanations.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! Erwin," she said; "but that murder, that fearful crime!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You could not have wished me to allow myself to be +assassinated?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No, oh! no. But after the combat I saw how your sword was +covered with blood; I seem to see even now his wild glance and the blood +streaming from the ghastly wound." And she hid her face in her hands as if to +shut out the horrid vision.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Wretch that I am," said Erwin, "to have caused you this +fright! But console yourself, dearest; with time, the painful impression will +fade away. Would you make me regret having been the victor? The pious monks have +pronounced me innocent; will you be more severe than they? Tell me, dearest +Hermengarde; I will abide by your decree, however rigorous it may be."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I know you are guiltless, Erwin,--and yet this blood seems to +rise up between us: it is a childish feeling, I know, but I cannot overcome it."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count stood in pensive silence, for the monks even in his +acquittal had uttered doubts of his complete innocence. And indeed, if he had +gone directly to Laon, instead of waiting for Antonio, Pietro would not have met +his death in the gardens of Cluny. His remorse was poignant.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The pious monks," he said, "have counselled me to make a +pilgrimage to Palestine, to the sepulchre of our blessed Redeemer. It is for +you, Hermengarde, to decide whether I shall submit to this penance."</p> + +<p class="normal">This singular question was entirely consistent with the +manners of the times. Hermengarde reflected for a moment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"To-morrow," she said, "after having invoked together, the aid +of Mary, the Mother of Sorrows, you shall know my decision."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLVIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE TRIUMPH OF FORCE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The unexpected departure of the Count of Champagne excited +general surprise, and even Alexander himself was at a loss to account for the +motive. It was said that a horseman had arrived during the night, urgently +inquiring for the Count; but none could say whence he came, or of what tidings +he was the bearer; all that was known was, that after the receipt of some +important despatches, the Count had gone away in great haste. He scarcely gave +breathing-time to his horses, but pressed on so rapidly, that, after six days' +travel, he arrived at his castle near Laon, on the Seventh of September, the +date which had been fixed upon for another interview between the Emperor and the +King of France.</p> + +<p class="normal">Louis, who had experienced much alarm as long as he was in +sight of the German army, appeared to wish anxiously for this meeting. At least +he had ordered tents, for himself and the court, to be pitched in the vicinity +of the bridge over the Saône.</p> + +<p class="normal">About nine o'clock Louis arrived, but Barbarossa had not yet +appeared. Rinaldo, with a number of prelates and nobles, seemed astonished at +the punctuality of the King, whom he found more affable than at the audience in +Laon.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor can scarcely question my pacific intentions now," +said Louis; "the Count of Champagne has discretionary powers to bring the Pope, +even should violence be necessary. I am punctual to a minute at the rendezvous +which has been appointed by your master. What more can I do, to avoid the +accusation of treachery or double-dealing?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Chancellor was embarrassed for an answer.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor admits your good intentions, Sire," he answered. +"With his aid, you will soon be freed from an evil which distracts France and +torments the Church. There is no doubt whatever that the Fathers of the council +will refuse to Cardinal Roland, wrongly styled Alexander, all right to the +pontifical throne."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I cannot take it upon myself to decide upon which side is the +right," answered Louis.</p> + +<p class="normal">Before Rinaldo could answer, a loud noise was heard, and a +body of armed men were seen advancing. A horseman, covered with dust, spurred to +the front, glanced around the royal group, and perceiving the king, bowed +respectfully and solicited a private audience. The monarch entered his tent, and +through the canvas walls could be heard the voice of the stranger, interrupted +after a few sentences by Louis, who exclaimed,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"<i>Deo gratias</i>!--God be thanked for this fortunate +result!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo was astonished, but while he was reflecting upon the +possible meaning of what had just happened, they came out. The King's face +beamed with satisfaction, and without noticing the Chancellor's anxiety, he gave +charge of his guest to a nobleman of his suite, with instructions to treat him +with every possible courtesy, and then turning to Rinaldo, resumed their former +conversation.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have but one point to regulate, my lord Chancellor, and +that is the pressure which the Emperor means to bring to bear upon the council. +The Fathers ought to be entirely unbiassed, and their votes must not be +influenced either by the force of arms or by worldly considerations."</p> + +<p class="normal">"His Majesty," said Dassel, "will employ both argument and +force to re-establish order in the Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Doubtless, according to his own ideas. But there is no +guaranty that these ideas are exempt from all selfish considerations! The +Emperor is Alexander's personal enemy; think you that he would recognize his +rights to the throne of Saint Peter?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"These questions are insulting, Sire!--Frederic is too just by +nature, to be guilty of an injustice.--And you ask for guaranties of the purity +of his intentions? To whom would you make the Emperor responsible? On whom does +he depend?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is responsible to the laws of nations, which he has +repeatedly violated in many different ways, my lord."</p> + +<p class="normal">"This reproach has often been made by interested persons; I am +surprised, Sire, that you would repeat it."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And we are surprised!" said Louis, proudly, "that you, Count, +do not feel the importance of this reproach! Besides, in the Assembly of +Besançon, there will be present both temporal princes and unconsecrated +bishops.--Who has conferred on laymen the right of voting in purely +ecclesiastical questions, and particularly on questions of this importance?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor!" replied Dassel, promptly. "If his Imperial +Majesty sees fit to sanction an exception to a rule, this very exception becomes +by the consequence of his high and mighty authority, the rule and the law. And +more, if the chief of the Roman Empire, who is, at the same time, the chief of +all the princes of Christendom, thinks it expedient to grant a vote upon this +question to foreign princes, he has a right to all their gratitude."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very good, my lord! and we are then the Emperor's vassals? +This is a new phase!--Our bishops will be delighted with the lesson you set +them!--Gentlemen," he added, "are you not somewhat surprised to hear such a +doctrine preached?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo answered boldly, and some bitter words were +interchanged; at last he lost patience.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We have no need, in any way, of French bishops to put an end +to schism!" he cried. "When a discussion on the subject of a bishopric arises +among you, you put an end to the difficulty yourselves: why should not the +Emperor have the same right? Rome belongs to him."</p> + +<p class="normal">The French courtiers heard these words, with surprise. +Dassel's opinions were in opposition to all received notions, and to the canons +of the Church. The King profited by the statesman's mistake.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am astonished," he said, "that so cautious a man as +yourself should advance such extraordinary assertions. We have the right to +choose our bishops after a previous understanding with the Holy See. But no +bishop of my kingdom is chief of Christendom; your argument is consequently +invalid. You say that the Emperor and his bishops alone have the right to choose +the Pope. Did not Christ confide to Saint Peter and his successors all his +flock? Were my bishops and myself excepted? Is the Pope only your shepherd, and +not mine?"</p> + +<p class="normal">This language astonished Rinaldo, who was nevertheless forced +to admit its truth; but all efforts to explain his words were useless, Louis +turned away from him, and soon after rode back to Laon.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a changeable man!" said the Bishop Gero of Halberstadt. +"Yesterday the French king was the Emperor's humble servant, and to-day he seems +to defy him."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Patience!" replied Werner of Minden; "Frederic will teach him +obedience. It must come to that. If peace were to last forever, there would be +no need of our good armor. Believe me, this insolence of Louis comes very +opportunely; in two days' time the Imperial eagle will float over the French +frontier."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yesterday, the Emperor gave me a splendid charger and a suit +of Venetian armor; I shall be glad of a chance to use them," said Philip of +Osnabruck.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I shall wear my Nuremberg mail," added the Bishop of Munster; +"it was a present from Frederic, and so far no weapon has started a single +link."</p> + +<p class="normal">The entrance of the Count of Champagne interrupted the +conversation; Dassel, who had been reflecting seriously, approached him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Back already?" said the Chancellor. "I trust that you have +brought the Cardinal Roland with you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"With the best intentions in the world, it was impossible," +replied Henry, whose gloomy face presaged no good. "All is lost. The English +king, Henry, is marching forward with a mighty army. Luckily I was informed in +time, and so escaped from falling into the hands of these partisans of +Alexander. Just now I saw the English ambassador, Earl Gilbert, in the King's +suite."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo was thunderstruck.</p> + +<p class="normal">"At last," he cried, "I have the clue to the mystery. But it +is strange that the negotiation between Alexander and England should have +escaped our notice. I can scarcely believe it possible."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It was entirely out of my calculation," said Henry, trying to +console the statesman. "The English king, whose character you all know, has +pursued a course which no one suspected, but which probably has been long in +preparation. It is certain that he is not marching merely to Alexander's +assistance, but against the Imperial supremacy."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is really absurd! As if a feeble gazelle could struggle +against a tiger," said Dassel. "Let us go at once to the Emperor; he must hear +it from your own mouth."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count was in no hurry, for he looked at the question in a +different light.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My personal safety forbids it," he said. "I have done all I +could; I supported the Emperor; but it would be madness in me to give the +English King a pretext for seizing my domains. For the time being, I can only be +a secret ally of Frederic."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What! Count, you think to serve two masters?" cried Dassel, +furiously. "How can you be at the same time the friend and the enemy of the +Emperor?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The Count admitted the dilemma, but no entreaties could change +his determination.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It cannot be, my lord; I must no longer delay my return to +Laon. Farewell; present my homage to the Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">He sprang into the saddle and rode towards the city.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! these falsehearted Frenchmen!" said the Chancellor; "but +it is well; our arms will teach them honor and conscience."</p> + +<p class="normal">"That is my advice too," said the fighting Bishop Werner; +"German honesty, which more than once has been the dupe of its own rectitude, is +well known. Let us go to the camp at once, raise our standards, and reap a new +harvest of laurels in the heart of France."</p> + +<p class="normal">The nobles returned to the Imperial camp, where they found +their sovereign surrounded by his princes and bishops. The startling +intelligence of the change in the French policy, and the movements of the +English King, amazed every one. A few, among whom were the fierce Otho of +Wittelsbach and the schismatical bishops of the Empire, were in favor of +crossing the frontier at once. But the Dukes of Austria, Saxony, and Bavaria, +and some others, who were secret partisans of Alexander, took the matter with +the greatest coolness.</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa remained calm in appearance, although the flash of +his eyes and the contraction of his features gave unmistakable evidence that he +with difficulty controlled his rage and disappointment. With a slight +inclination of the head to the assembly, he beckoned to Rinaldo and left the +tent, which had now become the scene of an animated discussion.</p> + +<p class="normal">Hastily divesting himself of the sumptuous costume with which +he had thought to dazzle the King of France and his great vassals, Barbarossa +seated himself before the Chancellor.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The solution of the question can now only be arrived at in +the field," said Dassel, with the insinuating manner of a serpent creeping on +his prey. "We must attack Louis before his troops are thoroughly organized. You +have been insulted, and every man, even to the meanest serf in our army, feels +the outrage done you by the King of France; let us profit by the opportunity."</p> + +<p class="normal">"If you had observed my faithful vassals, you would scarcely +call the present a good opportunity," replied Barbarossa. "Besides, I do not +wish to trust all to the fortune of war. We are not strong enough yet to engage +the united forces of France and England. But," he added, "is the result of this +ecclesiastical meeting very certain?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certain!" said the Count. "We are sure of our own bishops, +but not of those of the King of Sweden. Some things cannot be accomplished by +mere brute force, and rather need skill and intelligence than threats of +violence."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are at your tricks again, and I am tired of them," said +Barbarossa. "The Danish prelates are only men; after all, self-interest will +guide them. Besides, Victor will be enjoined from the commencement of the +Council to abrogate all appeal to Rome or elsewhere. We shall see how the Danes +can get over this difficulty."</p> + +<p class="normal">"All well enough in its way! that may intimidate some," +answered Dassel; "but in this way you lessen the Papal power, and increase that +of the bishops. What will the Emperor gain by the change?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What the Pope alone possesses now, will become the property +of a thousand different individuals, and I have always looked upon a divided +power as more easy of direction than when it is vested in one person."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your Majesty's observation is just and to the point," replied +the wily statesman.</p> + +<p class="normal">After a lengthy interview, Rinaldo left the Emperor to take +charge of the preparations for the council. Louis breathed freely at the +announcement of the departure of the German army for Besançon. Alexander had +written to him of the intended campaign of the English King against Frederic. At +the same time he learned that Andrew of Hungary was ready to march an army into +Germany, as soon as the Imperial troops crossed the French frontier. In the +meanwhile, the Emperor, accompanied by several of his princes, and by about +fifty Bishops and Archbishops, nearly all of whom were as yet unconsecrated, had +arrived at Besançon. King Waldemar of Denmark came to meet him there, but he was +attended by only one prelate, the Bishop Absalom of Roskilde, for the northern +sovereigns could not make up their minds to attend a council which had been +convened in defiance of the canonical rules, and with the sole view of +legalizing the acts of the schismatical Frederic. The preliminaries against +Alexander, the recognition of Victor, and, as a natural consequence, the +Imperial supremacy, were rapidly and skilfully arranged.</p> + +<p class="normal">As the Emperor was leaving his apartment, to proceed with +great pomp to the cathedral where the council was to be held, a letter with the +seal of the Abbey of Cluny was handed to him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"From Cluny! Who brought this?" he asked.</p> + +<p class="normal">"A strange horseman," said the chamberlain. Barbarossa hastily +ran it over, while Rinaldo examined his expression, with eager curiosity.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Pshaw! it is scarcely worth talking about," said Frederic, +laying the letter aside; "at least, we have no time to meddle with it. Still if +you would like to know," he added, seeing Dassel's curiosity, "Count Rechberg +informs us that he is going on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. That is all; the +young man could do nothing better in order to escape the bonds in which a sage +statesman would have tied him. Let us hope that he will come back completely +cured. My lord Chancellor, you may give the signal for our departure now."</p> + +<p class="normal">Under ordinary circumstances, it is probable that Barbarossa +would not have listened so calmly to his kinsman's resolve, but just then he was +busied in a matter of interest to all Christendom, and he could think of nothing +else.</p> + +<p class="normal">A long and brilliant cavalcade of princes and prelates +proceeded to the Cathedral of Besançon, where the Emperor did not neglect the +opportunity of holding the Pope's stirrup. Victor received the attention +haughtily, as though it were in some way an offset to the many humiliations +which he had suffered. The bishops and princes took their places in the centre +of the nave. The presidency of the council was assigned to Victor, with Frederic +on the right hand, and Waldemar, King of Denmark, on his left.</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa opened the proceedings by a recital of all the acts +and artifices of the French and English sovereigns. He also paraded his efforts +for the pacification of the Church and the suppression of heresy, and his +discourse convinced the audience of his moderation and good intentions.</p> + +<p class="normal">Victor followed with a long series of complaints against those +whom he called the enemies of the Church, and particularly against Alexander. +The substance of his discourse stated the numerous privileges which would be +accorded to the Bishops.</p> + +<p class="normal">After him Rinaldo spoke, and in skilful words insisted upon +the legality of Victor's claims, while he endeavored to prove that the present +meeting was in reality a general council.</p> + +<p class="normal">Finally, Barbarossa rose and besought the assembly in +energetic terms, to put an end to the schism, to banish Roland as an enemy of +the Church, and to proclaim Victor as the head thereof. A general confusion +commenced to prevail in the Cathedral. At this juncture Bishop Absalom rose and +made a signal to his sovereign.</p> + +<p class="normal">"For the love of God, my dear brother," exclaimed Victor, "do +not leave at this most important moment."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am only here as an attendant on my sovereign," said +Absalom, with marked coolness. "As he is leaving the Cathedral, I must follow +him."</p> + +<p class="normal">The withdrawal of the King and his prelate caused additional +confusion, and a few other bishops, with whom the sentiment of honor was +stronger than the dread of the Emperor's anger, followed their example.</p> + +<p class="normal">But the proceedings were in no way hindered by their absence. +Alexander was excommunicated, and Victor solemnly proclaimed Head of the Church, +and then, after the <i>Te Deum</i>, the assembly adjourned.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER XLIX</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>HERMENGARDE'S CONSTANCY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Five years had passed since the Council of Besançon. The +struggle between the Pope and the Emperor still continued, but many things had +turned to Frederic's advantage. In times of discord and civil war, only the most +virtuous remain faithful to their honest convictions; the others allow +themselves to be influenced and directed by circumstances, or intimidated by +eventualities. In both cases, Frederic knew how to act upon the passions; his +violence frightened some, his generosity gained others.</p> + +<p class="normal">After the decease of Victor, who died as he had lived, an +alien from the Church, tormented by remorse and without receiving the Holy +Sacraments, the Chancellor Rinaldo immediately installed a new Pope, Pascal +III., and the choice was ratified by the Emperor. The schism had again a chief, +and Barbarossa used every effort to procure the recognition of his claims.</p> + +<p class="normal">The bishops were compelled to recite in a loud voice, on +Sundays and holydays, the prayer for Pope Pascal. The monks and other +ecclesiastics were ordered, within the space of six weeks, to swear fealty to +Pascal, and whoever failed in the performance of this pretended duty was +considered an enemy of the Emperor and punished as such.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic even went further, and at the diet of Würtzburg, in +the year 1163, caused the adoption of the following resolutions. "The Emperor, +princes, and bishops refuse to acknowledge Roland, or any future successor +appointed by his faction; the Germans swear to elect no Emperor, unless he +pledges himself to consult the German policy in all that concerns the Papacy. +Any layman acting in opposition to this decree, will lose his life and property; +any ecclesiastic, in such case, will be deprived of his benefice and dignities. +All princes and bishops will be held responsible for their subjects, to whom a +similar oath will be administered."</p> + +<p class="normal">In this manner, the German Church was severed from the +Roman--the only Catholic Church,--since the German doctrines on the Papacy were +entirely opposed to the true teachings of Jesus Christ.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic was on the eve of founding a Western Empire, similar +to that established in the East, of which he was to be installed the Supreme +Chief. Like Victor, Pascal was a mere tool, and the episcopacy declined each +day; for all its members were mere court prelates.</p> + +<p class="normal">The death of Eberhard of Saxony deprived Alexander's party of +a leader in Southern Germany, and thus the mitred personages, without direction, +and enchained in golden fetters, became each day more careless of their sacred +ministry. They exchanged the pastoral crook for the sword, the episcopal mitre +for a casque, and their sacerdotal robes for the corselet of the soldier. The +lower clergy were little better than their superiors; and the people, whose +souls were intrusted to their care, fell more and more into ignorance and +degradation.</p> + +<p class="normal">Still there were some few whose sanctity opposed, with energy, +the Emperor's designs. The Archbishop Conrad of Mayence, of the house of +Wittelsbach, and the Archbishop Conrad of Salzburg, uncle to the Emperor, +protested loudly against this usurpation. They were at once declared enemies of +the Empire, deprived of their bishoprics, and forced to seek safety in Italy.</p> + +<p class="normal">These brutal examples, however, produced the desired results; +and the orders of the powerful monarch were henceforward obeyed literally and +implicitly.</p> + +<p class="normal">The position assumed by Henry of England towards Pope +Alexander, also favored Frederic's projects. The cruel and despotic English King +ruled his Church according to his own caprices. The cloisters and monasteries +were, in his opinion, mere places whence to draw supplies for his material +wants; and many of the bishoprics were left unoccupied, while their revenues +were appropriated to the royal treasury. The celebrated St. Thomas à Becket, +Archbishop of Canterbury, resisted, with all his energy, the tyranny of the +sovereign; but at the royal instigation, he was slain on the steps of the altar, +and all friendly relations between Alexander and Henry were suspended.</p> + +<p class="normal">These circumstances came very opportunely to the aid of +Frederic's projects. Rinaldo was sent to London to contract an alliance with +England, and in order to cement it, a daughter of the King was affianced to the +son of Barbarossa, and Henry the Lion to another princess of the royal family of +England. Italy was quiet, although the people chafed under the Imperial yoke, +and were silently preparing for revolt. The fire smouldered amid the ashes, but +since the terrible chastisement inflicted upon Milan, no city dared to raise the +standard of liberty.</p> + +<p class="normal">In the year 1167, Barbarossa entered Italy with a numerous +army and marched towards Rome, from which he wished to expel Alexander, who had +returned to the city aided by King William of Naples. The Lombards had hoped +that Frederic's justice would alleviate their distress, and an enormous crowd +came with complaints against his Imperial agents. The complaints were listened +to, but the grievances were not often redressed, and so soon as he was fairly on +his way to Rome, the Lombard confederation was formed. It was at first weak and +secret, but still it served as a happy presage and an encouragement to the +oppressed inhabitants.</p> + +<p class="normal">Guido of Castellamare, faithful to his plighted word, remained +at his home and abstained from any hostile act.</p> + +<p class="normal">Hermengarde was now nineteen years of age; she seldom left the +solitary castle in the valley, where, since her return from France, she had +lived like a recluse. Her only distraction was an occasional visit to Genoa in +search of news of Count Rechberg among the pilgrims returning from the Holy +Land. At first she was successful, for Erwin's name had acquired a great +reputation in Palestine. Many had seen and spoken to the young hero, and all +related his prodigies of valor. But during the last two years the tidings had +been extremely vague and unsatisfactory. His deeds were still present to the +memory of the pilgrims, but none could speak positively of his fate, and +Hermengarde's mind was tortured with the most mournful apprehensions.--He must +have fallen battling against the infidels, she thought, as the tears coursed +down her cheeks.</p> + +<p class="normal">But hope rarely abandons the human heart, and the sad girl +trusted always in God's mercy. Still each day her steps grew feebler and her +cheeks more pale, like a lamp which flashes feebly and then is extinguished +forever.</p> + +<p class="normal">Formerly she frequented a little terrace whence she could +overlook the valley and the distant sea, and each sail that hove in sight she +would fancy was the one which was bringing home her betrothed husband. But at +last the terrace was deserted; for months Hermengarde had watched no longer--she +had lost all hope. Time cures every wound, Guido thought, as he watched his +daughter.</p> + +<p class="normal">To judge from appearances, Bonello's prognostications were +correct. The girl became more calm, the journeys to Genoa less frequent, and +Rechberg's name rarely passed her lips. To please her father, she sometimes +visited a noble family of the neighborhood, but it was solely through filial +obedience, and the visits were rare and of short duration. Still Bonello, +assured that Erwin had shared the untimely fate of many of the Crusaders, was +thinking of proposing another husband to his daughter, one who, if not so +distinguished, was at least worthy of her. Old age looks at matters under a +different aspect from youth. Experience had taught him the vanity of earthly +aspirations, and he considered everything with cool and calm deliberation, for +he thought it a matter urgent and important to secure for Hermengarde a husband +who would watch over her happiness after her father's death.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am old," he thought; "I may die at any time, and my +daughter must not be left defenceless and unprotected."</p> + +<p class="normal">The idea had long been ripening in his mind, and his choice +had fallen upon the only son of this same family of Rapallo, which he had +occasionally visited with Hermengarde.</p> + +<p class="normal">Heribert of Rapallo came regularly every week to Castellamare, +where his visits appeared to gratify the old man, although it frequently +happened that Hermengarde refused to see him. Bonello imagined that his daughter +had forgotten her betrothed, because she never mentioned his name, and seldom +went to Genoa or even to the terrace. But Heribert felt assured that her +calmness was the result of her religious sentiments, and that Erwin's image was +always present to her mind. He was right; she no longer expected to meet her +lover upon earth, but, with resignation to God's will, trusted to be united to +him in heaven.</p> + +<p class="normal">Still he continued his visits, in the vague hope that some day +she would consent to be his bride.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is very strange! Rapallo has not been here for a week," +said Guido, one day after dinner. "I trust that no accident has happened."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I was thinking of him also, father. To-day is Friday, and he +had promised to come on Tuesday. He may be ill."</p> + +<p class="normal">The interest which Hermengarde appeared to take in his friend +pleased Bonello, who, after a short pause, continued,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Heribert is an accomplished gentleman--he is unassuming, +noble, and brave."</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is an agreeable companion, and his piety is +unquestionable," replied the young girl.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am glad your opinion of him is so favorable, dear +Hermengarde."</p> + +<p class="normal">"He has been here so often that I have been able to judge his +character thoroughly."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very good; but you ought to show yourself a little oftener +when he comes, for I am disposed to think that it is a good deal more on your +account than mine that he makes this long journey so regularly."</p> + +<p class="normal">Guido smiled as he spoke. His daughter looked at him with such +an expression of ingenuous simplicity that it was evident she had not penetrated +his meaning. But the opportunity seemed favorable, and he hastened to take +advantage of it to speak of his cherished project.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In fact," he said, "Rapallo suits me exactly. What think you, +Hermengarde?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"I think, father, that you have excellent taste."</p> + +<p class="normal">The old man was delighted; it seemed as if he was about to +gain his purpose more easily than he had dared to expect.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You agree with me, then, my child? I am glad of it; for +Heribert will make an excellent husband, and I shall be most happy to call him +my son-in-law."</p> + +<p class="normal">The young girl shuddered, but Guido continued,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am very old now, my dear child; death may come at any +moment, and leave you without a protector. The Emperor Barbarossa has again +crossed the Alps, and opened the campaign. What will become of you in a country +where robbers and marauders can kill and plunder with impunity? No! I would not +die in peace unless the walls of Castellamare were defended by some valiant +knight."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Dear father," she said, with emotion, "do not allude to this +painful subject. You are strong; your health is excellent; why, then, speak of +what may still be far from us, and which can only serve to make us unhappy?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You speak, dear child, as all do at twenty; youth lives thus +careless of the future, and with scarcely even a thought for what the morrow may +bring forth. Thank God, my health is good, but, at my age, a man should always +be prepared for his last journey, and should accustom himself to the thought of +death, which may come when he least expects it. As I have said, your isolation +troubles me, and you should relieve my heart, Hermengarde, of this anxiety. You +have seen and known Rapallo intimately; you tell me yourself that he is noble, +and generous, and worthy of you--"</p> + +<p class="normal">The young girl was silent; her lips moved convulsively, and +tears fell from her eyes.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not weep, my child; doubtless you are thinking of the +gallant Erwin; he deserves all our sympathy, but why cherish a vain hope? He is +dead; he has fallen beneath the weapons of the Saracens, like so many thousands +of brave knights, victims of their devotion to the faith. As you must resign all +thought of him for spouse and protector in these troublous times, another must +take his place. Your marriage is the most ardent desire which your father now +has. If you truly love him, you will relieve his heart of the burden which +oppresses it."</p> + +<p class="normal">Her tears ceased to flow, and she reflected seriously if it +were not her duty to make the sacrifice which her filial love seemed to exact in +order to secure her father's happiness.</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the door opened, and Rapallo entered the room. +The young man was scarcely above the middle height; his face beamed with +frankness and benevolence, though his features were rather agreeable than +positively handsome.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here you are at last, my dear Rapallo!" said the old man. "We +were just speaking of you. You are right welcome now, although you have been +neglectful of us lately."</p> + +<p class="normal">Heribert bowed respectfully to the lady, pressed Bonello's +hand cordially, and took a seat by his side.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I was compelled to accept the invitation sent me by the +Lombard confederation, which I am about to join," said he.</p> + +<p class="normal">Bonello shook his head with a marked expression of +disapproval.</p> + +<p class="normal">"At least, I trust that you have made no positive engagement +without consulting me?" he said. "Will you risk your life in an enterprise which +has no chance of success? Heribert, Heribert, this is not well done! you have +been very imprudent. I augur nothing good from this attempt."</p> + +<p class="normal">An animated discussion followed between them; Hermengarde +profited by it to leave the apartment unnoticed, and retired to her own room, +where she could weep at her ease.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Without doubt, I admit all that," replied Guido, after his +guest had explained the motives which had induced his acceptance of the +invitation sent to him. "I will even go further. I will suppose that the league +increases, that the cities and the nobles have given in their adherence to it, +that the necessary funds can be procured, that its generals are skilful, that it +can command everything necessary to sustain the struggle: one thing will still +be wanting, and that is--unity. So long as Pavia, Genoa, Lodi, Pisa, and +Florence, that is to say, the most important cities of Northern Italy, support +the Emperor's cause, every attempt at independence will only aggravate our +condition."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Must we then always wear our chains?" cried the young man, in +whose eyes shone a fire which Guido had never before observed in him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"As long as Italy deserves her chains, she will wear them, and +she does deserve them for her intestine divisions," replied Bonello. "Besides, +be convinced that, in a military point of view, we are far inferior to the +Germans. We have been taught this again by the late bloody battle fought near +the walls of Rome. Forty thousand Romans have been routed by twelve thousand +Germans, and of the forty thousand scarcely one half have escaped from the +field."</p> + +<p class="normal">"That affair is not so important as was at first supposed," +answered Rapallo.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Naturally the Lombards have tried to depreciate their enemy's +success. But it is certain, my lord Rapallo, that, at the siege of Ancona, the +German advanced guard, even without its usual leader, Frederic, well nigh +annihilated the Roman army. Give the Emperor time to install his Pope on the +throne of Saint Peter, and conquer the Sicilian princes, and you will soon see +then how easily he will overcome the Lombards."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But the yoke which we bear is intolerable. The cries and +complaints which we hear on all sides, are heartrending."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, our countrymen know very well how to complain. However, +I readily acknowledge that their murmurs are well-grounded; but this new +insurrection will be entirely to the Emperor's advantage; he will find in it an +excuse to weigh us down with new extortions. So, my dear Rapallo, listen to an +old man's advice: have nothing to do with the league, and do not compromise +yourself in a rebellion which will have no better success than all those which +have preceded it."</p> + +<p class="normal">Heribert changed the subject, and soon after took leave of his +host.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I should have wished to speak to you," said Guido, "upon +another business, which probably would not have seemed disagreeable; but as you +appear in a hurry, we will reserve it for your next visit."</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER L</i></h2> +<h2><i>THE CONSPIRATORS</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The young nobleman galloped rapidly through the narrow valley +of Castellamare, and more than once turned in his saddle and gazed earnestly +upon the ancient walls of the lofty castle.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What could he have meant?" he asked himself, "The good old +man probably wishes to give me a suit of that costly armor which I have so often +admired. If he do so, I will send him the best horse in my stables." In his +excessive modesty, he had not suspected the old man's intentions, for he had +never allowed such a hope to dwell in his imagination for a moment.</p> + +<p class="normal">After a long ride, he entered a ravine, shut in on every side +by lofty mountains. The heights were covered with trees, but below, all was +barren and desolate. A few fruit-trees stood here and there as vestiges of +former cultivation, and some stakes, almost decayed by time, rose from among the +thistles and rank grass. In the lower part were the ruins of an ancient +monastery, of which the four walls and the tower alone remained, and although of +comparatively recent date, the stones were covered with parasitic plants. +Heribert fastened his steed to a fragment of the wall, near which stood a number +of other horses, all saddled, but browsing upon the abundant herbage.</p> + +<p class="normal">He then proceeded to the church, where the profound silence +would scarcely have allowed him to suppose, that he was in the immediate +vicinity of hundreds of men all breathlessly awaiting an orator of a kind widely +different from those who had formerly spoken there.</p> + +<p class="normal">A rostrum of moss-covered stones had been erected on the place +where the altar had once stood, and upon it was a man depicting in fervid +language the misfortunes and disasters of Lombardy. His audience, who were all +in armor, listened to him with passionate and earnest attention; at times they +applauded his words, at others their shouts of menace and defiance proved that +he had succeeded in arousing their resentment. Rapallo, fearing to interrupt the +harangue, stopped at the door.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Dearly beloved brethren," cried the orator, with a piercing +voice, "you have seen that Barbarossa is insensible to our grievances. In vain +you have protested against the insolence of his prefects, against the injuries +done to your property, the drudgery which has been imposed upon you, the ill +treatment which you have borne; in short, against all the acts of violence and +oppression of which you have been the victims. The Emperor has remained deaf to +all your complaints. Do you know the reason?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The orator paused for a moment; his lips compressed, his +nostrils dilated, he seemed to infuse into his hearers, by his looks, the fury +with which he was himself animated.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is," he resumed in a still higher key, "because he looks +upon you as slaves, whose necks are fitted to bear the yoke of his tyranny. +Think of what he once said at Pavia: 'Italy is a conquered province, she has +lost all her rights; to demand any of her former privileges is an act of +rebellion.' Yes, this is what he said openly, the despot! I heard him with my +own ears; yes, he dared to say, that you have no longer any rights, that you are +nothing but his vassals."</p> + +<p class="normal">A dull murmur ran through the assembly.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Thus, brothers, when we appeal to right and justice, we are +guilty of rebellion. With such principles, what have we left to hope for? Are +you astonished now that an abstract has been made of your lands, of your houses, +of your herds, of all your wealth, and that you have been taxed in consequence? +Do you not know, brothers, that you no longer possess anything, but that all +belongs to the Emperor? Gather in your harvests, the bailiffs come with their +satellites and take what they please. Prayers and tears are unavailing. Only +enough is left us to barely prolong our own wretched existence, and that of our +children; and this is all that is necessary for slaves, who live merely in the +interest and for the service of their master."</p> + +<p class="normal">The murmurs became more threatening, for passion was working +in the hearts of all.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Poor slaves," he continued, "life is only a burden destitute +of every joy. For this we have been deprived of our rights to hunt and fish, for +this we are not allowed an instant which we can devote to the most innocent +amusement. Woe to him who would leave his work to take a moment's rest. Is it +right and just that your lives should be consumed in the most painful drudgery, +that you should be subjected to every privation, whilst your masters revel in +every luxury?"</p> + +<p class="normal">The orator had attained his object, for he was compelled to +pause an instant in order to allow his auditors to give vent to their rage in +fierce imprecations against the oppressors of their native country.</p> + +<p class="normal">"In ancient times the barbarians overran our fair land, but +they only passed over her surface; by bending the head to the storm, its fury +was soon spent, and the evils could be repaired. Barbarossa, on the contrary, +has put about our necks a yoke from which there is no relief. We must build with +our own hands the fortresses which threaten us; with our own hands we must +construct for these cruel vultures--I mean for the worthy prefects of the +Emperor--those nests from which they can swoop down upon us with impunity, to +pillage and murder. Will you always submit to slavery? Are you willing to be +oppressed until death sets you free? Will you not, at last, rise in your might, +and expel the tyrants?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Liberty forever! Death to the tyrants! Down with Barbarossa! +May he die, he and his infamous satellites!" was heard from all parts of the +ruined church.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes! liberty forever," resumed the orator in a calmer tone; +"the hour of our deliverance is at hand; profit by it, for it may pass, never to +return. At present the Emperor is before Rome. The most solid bulwarks to our +liberty are the Church and Alexander, the successor of Saint Peter. If +Barbarossa succeeds in overthrowing him, we shall lose forever all hope of +shaking off the yoke imposed upon us by the Germans and the Emperor." And the +orator descended from his rude platform amid the clamorous applause of his +auditory.</p> + +<p class="normal">The speaker was a nobleman of great respectability, whose +patriotism was equalled by his benevolence towards the needy and distressed. He +had exaggerated nothing; but, on the contrary, had endeavored to palliate; and +this very circumstance had increased the effect of his discourse. The pitiless +severity of the prefects was, unfortunately, a positive and general fact, and +the harsh sentiments of the Emperor towards unhappy Italy were only too evident. +By adroit allusions, the orator had awakened all the memories of his hearers. A +great number of them had felt the avidity of Frederic's agents; many had even +suffered cruel tortures; and as they related their misfortunes, each imparted to +his hearers the hatred by which he was himself convulsed.</p> + +<p class="normal">Soon the assembly arrived at a paroxysm of fury. On all sides +were heard fierce curses and expressions of grief and anger. Their arms shook +with menacing sound; their eyes flashed; the audience seemed inspired with +indignation.</p> + +<p class="normal">At last another orator mounted the rostrum, and the noise +gradually ceased.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is the Milanese Pandolfo," was said in a low tone; for all +that came from Milan was received with great respect. Milan had won the martyr's +crown.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I bring the good wishes of my city to all the brothers of the +Lombard League," said Pandolfo, with a clear, ringing voice. "You have heard, no +doubt, that Milan is no longer a mere heap of ruins; her walls have risen; her +fortifications have again appeared, and soon she will stand more proud, more +threatening, than in former days. But walls and towers are not enough to defend +us against tyranny; what we need above all, what already constitutes our +strength, is a powerful organization, and an extension of the Lombard League. +Many powerful cities have already joined her; and next to Milan I can cite +Brescia and Bergamo, Cremona and Placenza, Parma and Modena, while others are +ready to raise the standard of Italian liberty. We no longer hold our meetings +in the midst of ruins, or in narrow ravines, but in the open country. Whilst you +are still forced to tremble before the minions of tyranny, and escape by +stealth, to meet here, we defy Barbarossa's prefects, for we are now powerful, +and strength gives us courage. Fear not for the interests of our sacred cause. +Neglect nothing to gain over to it your kinsmen, your friends, and your +neighbors. Encourage the timid, arouse the cowardly. The victory is ours, and +the chains of slavery will be broken from the very moment in which we shall be +united."</p> + +<p class="normal">Until then, Pandolfo had spoken in a calm and measured tone, +and he observed with great satisfaction the favorable impression which had been +produced by his report on the progress of the league. But soon, to arouse still +more the minds of his audience, he began to paint the unhappy condition of +Italy, and his language and manner became more passionate.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Dear brothers," he said; "you have all seen at Milan, of what +Frederic is capable, and what is the fate which threatens you. Perhaps you think +that your misfortunes have reached their furthest limit, but you are mistaken. +You are robbed, you are beaten, the fruit of your toil is torn from you, your +horses and your oxen are stolen before your eyes, but as yet they have not +carried away your wives and your children. You are treated with harshness, but +they have not yet pillaged your churches; they have not profaned and desecrated +your sanctuaries."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes they have!" cried a voice, trembling with anger; "yes +they have! Our bailiff--may God curse him!--has carried off everything of value +which was in our church; he tried to force our old priest to pray for Barbarossa +and the high-priest Caiphas (the Antipope Pascal). Our good priest protested, +and was shamefully beaten, and we ourselves, for refusing to pray for our +oppressors, were driven from the church with blows and curses."</p> + +<p class="normal">"All this is but a drop in the bucket," resumed Pandolfo. "Do +you not know, brothers, that the Church, the Pope and the Clergy, are slaves +like ourselves? Is it not right and proper that the Pope and the Clergy teach, +pray, and preach in conformity with the Emperor's orders? Since you are +Frederic's property," he added with bitter irony, "it is only reasonable that he +should watch over your minds and your bodies; of course always in accordance +with his own personal interests. You seem astonished! Perhaps you think that I +exaggerate? If so, it is because you do not know what an Emperor is, and what +ideas he has of his own importance. Are we not told that the ancient Romans +worshipped their sovereigns? Go to Rome, you will still see there the statue of +the divine Augustus. Aye, the Pagan emperors called themselves gods, and their +subjects were compelled to pay them divine honors."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What infamy! what impiety!" exclaimed the audience.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Has not Barbarossa already assumed the title of Augustus? As +he affects to imitate the Roman emperors in all things, he will finally oblige +us to adore him as a divinity."</p> + +<p class="normal">A derisive laugh interrupted the speaker for a moment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You laugh, brothers, you imagine that I am jesting? I speak +in sober earnest. The tyrant's pride will not stop short of the abomination of +idolatry. You shake your heads; it appears impossible? Let me only ask, did it +not seem impossible ten years ago, that you would become slaves; that the time +would come when you would no longer have possessions, or rights, or liberty? Is +not the Emperor to-day Pope? Is not the pretended Pope the Emperor's humble +slave? Does not the Emperor pretend to an authority over the Church which is +wellnigh divine? Is it not he who lays down the forms of preaching and prayer? +Thanks to him, our bishops have been replaced by the minions of tyranny, and our +good shepherds by ravening wolves who tear the flock."</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is right! all that is only too true; Pandolfo is right!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Barbarossa is the Antichrist!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is a child of Satan!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"A worthy successor of Nero!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"An infamous tyrant!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Curses upon him! may he die unabsolved!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Long live our Holy Father the Pope! May God save Alexander!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, long live the Pope! may God protect him!" resumed +Pandolfo, who was charmed with the enthusiasm which he had excited. "The +sovereign Pontiff is the rampart of liberty, the only real defence against +Imperial despotism. Why is it that Barbarossa has turned all his rage against +Alexander? It is because he knows that he can never accomplish his perfidious +ends so long as the Christian world shall retain him whom God himself has +appointed to be the guardian of right, and morality, and liberty. The Pope +suffers and struggles in our cause; let us unite with him, let us bravely flock +to freedom's standard. Raise your right hands, and swear allegiance to the +Lombard league."</p> + +<p class="normal">Instantly a hundred hands were stretched forth in breathless +silence. A heavy cloud overshadowed the sun and seemed to threaten the roofless +cloister. A violent wind rushed through the dismantled windows and shook the +parasitic plants upon the crumbling walls.</p> + +<p class="normal">"As it is better to die gloriously than live in shameful +slavery," cried Pandolfo, whose clear voice rang through the ruined building, +"we promise obedience and fidelity to the principles of the Lombard league. We +swear to devote our property and our lives to our faith and our country, to the +Church, and to liberty. We take God as witness to our loyalty; may He doom us to +eternal torments if we violate our oath!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"We swear it;" and the oath unhesitatingly pronounced by a +hundred voices was repeated by the echoes of the surrounding hills. The assembly +then broke up, and the conspirators separated; on their features might be read +the thoughts which filled their minds, and the noble resolutions to which they +had subscribed. Less than a quarter of an hour afterwards the ruins had become +once more silent and deserted.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER LI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE TRIBUNE</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Whilst the deputies of the Lombard cities were travelling +through the province and working at the organization of the league, Frederic and +his army were encamped before the walls of Rome. Informed of the storm which +threatened from the North, he would have raised the siege and marched at once +against the rebels, but Dassel dissuaded him. It was first necessary, the +statesman urged, to expel Alexander from Rome, and place Pascal upon the throne +of Saint Peter.</p> + +<p class="normal">Henry the Lion, the Duke of Austria, and nearly all the +princes of note had refused to send their contingents against Rome, and remained +quietly in their homes, for they had begun to foresee the designs of the +Emperor.</p> + +<p class="normal">The German and Italian bishops, however, eagerly took part in +the siege, and, clothed in armor, prepared to use the sword and lance to +overthrow the successor of St. Peter. For the monarch had at last humbled the +pride of the prelates, who, for the most part, were his mere tools, whose +consciences were fettered with golden shackles. Rich and powerful, their +ambition urged them to further the projects of the Emperor, which in abasing the +Papacy lessened the power of the temporal princes.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic's army was numerous, brave, and accustomed to +victory. A division commanded by the Archbishop of Mayence and Cologne, had +already achieved some successes, but Rome still held out, and her fall seemed +yet uncertain. Everything presaged a long struggle, much to the dissatisfaction +of the Emperor, who had just learned the increasing development of the Lombard +league and the advance of William of Naples, who was marching to the assistance +of the eternal city.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your advice is replete with danger," said Barbarossa to his +Chancellor; "the Lombards are rising <i>en masse</i>; they have decapitated or +hung my lieutenants, and are working diligently upon the fortifications of +Milan, whilst we stand here idle. It is a mistake, an evident mistake."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo merely smiled with the air of one who feels certain of +success.</p> + +<p class="normal">"When we can strike at the heart of our enemy it would be +folly to try only to wound his foot," said he. "Rome is the heart; Alexander is +the life of the confederation. Let Alexander fall, the rest must die of +necessity."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your arguments are good, but mere argument will not harm a +hair of Roland's head."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Every precaution has been taken against contingencies," +continued Dassel, without replying to the Emperor's observation. "The Pisan +fleet guards the mouth of the Tiber, our Brabançon troops scour the country; in +short, Roland's escape is impossible."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is most probable that he will not put your precautions to +the test."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Within three days at the latest, my Emperor and Lord will +hear in the Church of St. Peter the solemn mass which I myself will celebrate as +a thanksgiving," said Dassel, calmly.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic gazed at him in astonishment.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My captains watch most diligently," resumed the statesman, +"and Roland would need wings to get away again! If I had a hundred more gold +pieces to spend, perhaps the worthy Romans would open their gates to us +to-morrow. My promises, too, have a good deal of weight: abolition of all taxes, +re-establishment of the Senate, privilege of electing the Pope!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! you have promised all that?" said Frederic.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly! but when you are in the city, you can only keep as +many promises as it suits you; for, personally, you are pledged to nothing. I +assure your Majesty that I have never seen a city which can be so easily +deceived as Rome: all that is necessary is to promise. Everything is false among +the brave Romans."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I know and appreciate them as they deserve," replied +Frederic. "All that remains of their ancient glory is an overweening pride, +which I mean to humble."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hark!" cried Dassel, "what is that noise?"</p> + +<p class="normal">An extraordinary clamor was heard in the direction of the +square of St. Peter, where an immense mob shouted and howled in such confusion +that it was impossible to understand their meaning.</p> + +<p class="normal">A marble column stood in the centre of the square, but in +place of the image of the Holy Virgin, which it usually supported, it now served +as a pedestal for the tailor Guerrazzi, while the sacred statue was laid upon +the ground beside it, and a dense crowd pressed forward to listen to the excited +orator. The tailor laughed and wept alternately, waved his hands, beat his +breast, and tore his hair, while his voice assumed, by turns, an expression of +menace or of flattery, as the occasion required. Guerrazzi was a paid agent of +the Chancellor, and it was his pockets which received the gold pieces of which +the latter had spoken, and which were to be distributed among the conspirators. +The Romans were sharing the common lot of all those nations who are mad enough +to suppose that schemers have any other object in view than self-interest; they +were deceived and sold by the very men whom they considered to be their most +devoted champions.</p> + +<p class="normal">The orator pointed proudly towards a circular tower, which +stood in front of him, commanding the square, with which it communicated by a +bridge and a wide street. This building, whose lofty walls overlooked the whole +city, was the mausoleum of Adrian, afterwards called the castle of Saint Angelo, +and at present the Pope's last refuge.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Look there!" cried the tailor, who was trying to flatter the +national pride of his audience by recalling the mighty deeds of their ancestors; +"look there at Adrian's mausoleum! there stands a memento of Roman grandeur. How +magnificent it still is! I see before me the sons of the Gracchi, of the +Scipios, of Brutus, the descendants of the masters of the world. But what are we +to-day? We are mere pigmies in comparison with our progenitors. Ah!" said he, +weeping, "there was a time when Rome dictated laws to the world, and all nations +paid tribute to her majesty. Then our Senate, like a council of gods, sat in the +Capitol!--And now?--But who has robbed us of this greatness? Who governs the +universe after despoiling the Roman people of its power?--The Pope!"--and the +angry tailor paused.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is true!--It is true!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well said!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What wisdom!"</p> + +<p class="normal">And the crowd burst out in frantic applause.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Romans!" continued the orator, "fellow-citizens! the Popes +are the successors of that Saint Peter who thrice denied his master; but many of +them seem to take as their model the thief, the traitor Judas!--Consequently, +all the Popes are great men, but"--(here he paused and pointed to the +castle)--"all the Popes are not saints!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Again the mob applauded, but the wily orator, seeing at once +that he trod on dangerous ground, made a skilful diversion.</p> + +<p class="normal">"No one will dispute the fact that our Holy Father Alexander +is one of the greatest of the Popes!" and his voice rang out loudly, as though +to prevent all denial. "But although Alexander is a great and holy personage, +will he restore to the Romans those privileges of which they have been deprived? +No, fellow-citizens, he will not, because he cannot! He swore to hand down the +spoils intact upon the day that he assumed the triple crown. But be comforted, +fellow-citizens; we have a powerful protector, and that protector is the +Emperor! Yes, the Emperor will bring back to Rome her pristine splendor; he will +give her once more all that was hers, for he glories in being the defender of +right and justice! Again you will have a Senate seated in the Capitol, for the +power of priestcraft has had its day. Your ancestors had the right to elect the +Pope; this right will again be restored to you. And do you know why Barbarossa +refuses to acknowledge Alexander? Solely because he was not elected by the Roman +people!"</p> + +<p class="normal">A murmur of approbation and pleasure ran through the crowd.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Neither Alexander nor Pascal will sit upon the pontifical +throne; you can choose for Pope whom you please. Such is the Emperor's will." +The orator was fast gaining his point, for if the Romans no longer possessed the +energy of their ancestors, at least they had their pride.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Rome will again reign supreme; all her liberties, all her +privileges will be restored, and she will once more rule the world as before the +usurpation of the Popes. The Emperor has promised it, and Barbarossa keeps his +word. But, you will ask, what does he require in exchange? Nothing, nothing +except to receive from your hands the dignity of Roman patrician, nothing but +the privilege of nominating the Pope of your own choice! Will you accept the +hand stretched out to you by the noble Emperor, or will you close your gates +against the defender of your liberties?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Long live the Emperor! Long live Barbarossa!" was shouted on +all sides.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Long live Frederic and the Rome of Augustus!" And the cries +of the populace rent the air.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Rejoice, O Rome! mistress of the world," cried the excited +tailor, "thou wilt once more see thy Senate, thy Capitol, the tribunes of thy +people!</p> + +<p class="normal">"Romans," he added, with increasing energy, "to your work +without delay, every moment is of value: Elect your tribunes, send them +immediately to the Emperor; tell him that you confer on him the title of Roman +patrician, and that you wish to choose a Pope who will defend your rights and +liberties!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Guerrazzi descended from the rostrum, and the election of the +tribunes began.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER LII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>SEDITION</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The Pontiff was watching the people from the summit of the +castle. He was overwhelmed with sadness; for he had long known the fickleness of +the Romans, and the ease with which they could be misled caused grave fears of +an early defection from his cause. Still he gave no evidences of discontent or +ill humor; his sorrow was only that of a tender father mourning over the errors +of a loved, though wayward child.</p> + +<p class="normal">Near him stood Conrad of Wittelsbach, the deposed Archbishop +of Mayence, a prelate of grave and dignified demeanor, whose features indicated +firmness and energy. His efforts to bring about a reconciliation between +Alexander and Frederic had been fruitless; the angry Emperor looked upon the +Pope as the only obstacle to peace, and his renunciation of the pontifical +throne was the essential condition on which he insisted.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Poor misguided people; what a tumult!" said Alexander. "Hark +how they cheer for the Emperor! What terrible ingratitude!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Romans in this respect differ in no way from the rest of +mankind, most Holy Father. To-day they cry Hosanna! to-morrow, Death! But it +seems as though they were coming to see us," added Conrad; "the crowd is +pressing in this direction."</p> + +<p class="normal">In fact the mob, under the leadership of Guerrazzi and other +demagogues, was moving towards the castle, and already the shouts of "Long live +the Emperor!" were heard uttered with such violence that they even reached the +Imperial camp. On the bridge the people stopped and glared at the portcullis +with an air of hatred and defiance. Frangipani the governor of Saint Angelo, at +once repaired to the presence of the Holy Father, to inquire if he would receive +the tribunes of the Roman people.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The tribunes of the Roman people?" repeated Alexander, with +surprise.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The designation appeared to me as extraordinary as it does to +your Holiness," replied the soldier; "but, however it may be, the so-called +tribunes of the Roman people desire an audience of your Holiness."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Alas!" exclaimed the Pope, "their blindness is even greater +than I supposed. However, let them come, I will receive them in the +council-chamber."</p> + +<p class="normal">A dense crowd entered the castle and were led by Frangipani to +the room which had been designated. The pontifical court had adjourned but a few +minutes before, and the cardinals' chairs were still around a long table, at the +upper end of which stood the throne of St. Peter. Along the walls were shelves +covered with books and parchments, for the archives of the Church had +accompanied the Pope in his flight.</p> + +<p class="normal">As soon as the last tribune had entered, the doors were closed +and guarded by the soldiers, whose measured steps along the corridors, joined to +the clank of their armor, produced a marked impression upon their excited minds. +They looked anxiously around as if in dread, but Guerrazzi, who perceived the +general impression, hastened to reassure them.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do not be in the least alarmed," he said, "we have nothing to +fear. The people surround the Castle, and would not leave one stone upon +another, if any violence were offered to us. We possess their confidence, we +must show ourselves worthy of our trust. Believe me, since the time of Romulus +and Remus, no tribunes have ever been chosen with so much promptness and +discrimination as ourselves. Since, in spite of my unworthiness, the people have +seen fit to elevate me to the dignity of the tribuneship, I intend, as certain +as I can trace my origin directly back to Romulus, to show myself worthy of the +honor, and to defend the people's rights with all my energy."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the Pope, accompanied by Conrad of Mayence, +entered the hall by a side-door.</p> + +<p class="normal">Guerrazzi's colleagues, generally, belonged to the dregs of +the people, and modelled their conduct upon his. Still, although the crafty +tailor felt persuaded of their devotion to his cause and their own ambitious +schemes, he felt that they were overawed by the calm majesty of the Pontiff, +before whom they preserved a silence which induced Alexander to suppose, at +first, that they had come to solicit his forgiveness for the insurgents.</p> + +<p class="normal">But Guerrazzi was not a vulgar rebel; he was a villain ready +for anything, an accomplished scoundrel. Approaching the Pope with assurance, he +drew himself up, threw back his head, and spoke thus:</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sir Pope, we, the tribunes of the Roman people, wish you to +understand that the Emperor has offered us his friendship, and that we have +accepted it. No harm shall be done to your person, but you must resign the +sovereign dignity, in order that the Roman people may, as is its right, choose a +Pope. As you are a pious and a holy man, you may, perhaps, hope that our choice +will fall again upon yourself as a fit person to occupy St. Peter's chair."</p> + +<p class="normal">The demagogue was silent and awaited the Pontiff's answer, but +there was none; the arrogance and importance of the harangue rendered any reply +impossible.</p> + +<p class="normal">The tailor had more skill and craftiness than the Holy Father. +People of elevated sentiments can never understand all the insincerity and +baseness of which vulgar minds are capable, and Alexander could not suppose that +the speaker only sought to lead him into a snare which would make him odious to +the people.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am aware, Holy Father," he continued, "that you desire to +put an end to the war. Many hundreds of Roman citizens are in the hands of the +enemy: Frederic has promised their release if we throw open our gates; but he +threatens to hang them and treat Rome as he has treated Milan, in case we +persevere in our resistance. He will demolish our fortifications, will put us to +the sword or send us into exile, and will turn this noble city into a heap of +ruins. It is in your power to avert all this and save us from inevitable misery, +by resigning the throne and ordering the surrender of the city."</p> + +<p class="normal">Despite the wickedness which appeared in the harangue, the +Holy Father was moved by the picture. He would gladly have gone into exile, or +even to death itself, in the discharge of his duty, but the people seemed ready +to yield everything rather than persevere in the struggle.</p> + +<p class="normal">"My son," said Alexander, after a moment's reflection, "you +have undertaken a matter which is beyond the scope of your abilities, and which +is even contrary to justice; I will therefore make you no reply. It is to be +deplored that the Romans are less disposed to do battle for God and his Church, +than to make arrangements with the Emperor, whose only object is the +gratification of personal ambition. His intention is to destroy the Church of +God in Rome."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Allow me to say, Sir Pope, that the Emperor has not come here +as a destroyer, but rather as a protector of our rights and liberties."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You cannot believe that, poor misguided people that ye are!"</p> + +<p class="normal">As if in answer to these words of the Pope, the yells of the +infuriated mob were heard before the fortress.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Long live Barbarossa!--Election of the Pope!--Down with the +government of the priests!--Hurrah for the Senate!"</p> + +<p class="normal">These words, and others of a similar nature, showed the spirit +which animated the populace.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Listen to them, then, Holy Father! mark with what enthusiasm +they acclaim the Emperor!" said the tailor, insolently. "Barbarossa is really a +great man, an Emperor worthy of the name of Augustus. I recollect well the time +when he came to St. Peter's with Pope Adrian. Oh, the happy days! Why cannot +you, too, become the Emperor's friend? Every difficulty would then be removed."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You do not understand me, my son; personally, I have no +dislike to Frederic, but it is my duty to oppose his perverse designs."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you not admit that Pope Adrian was a wise and saintly +Pontiff?--The people have always so considered him."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And they were right."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Why then could he be the friend of Barbarossa, whilst you are +not so?"</p> + +<p class="normal">Among the rare qualities of Alexander III. must be counted the +truly Christian patience with which he listened to the reproaches of wicked men, +and the mildness which he employed in trying to convince them of their +perversity. But the Holy Father was compelled to admit the hopeless +impossibility of impressing upon this rabble the great importance of his contest +with Frederic.</p> + +<p class="normal">After a moment's reflection, he went towards the table and +sought among the parchments.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here is a document," he said, "written by Pope Adrian. It +will show you that our predecessor was gravely annoyed by the Emperor's conduct +which always was hostile to the independence of the Church. 'God be thanked,' he +writes to the German bishops, 'that you have remained faithful! God be thanked +for giving you the ability to judge, dispassionately, between Frederic and the +Holy See! This schism which he has instigated will recoil upon his own head; it +is like a dragon, which, wishing to fly to heaven, has fallen to the earth, and +has been swallowed up. He who would exalt himself, shall be abased. This fox +seeks to lay waste the Lord's vineyard; this guilty son forgets all gratitude +and all fear. He has fulfilled none of his promises, he has deceived us in +everything; he deserves then to be treated as a rebel to his God, as a heathen, +as an outlaw.' You see then, my children, how severely Adrian judged the +Emperor. What would this saintly Pontiff write now; what sentence would he pass +upon Frederic at the time when he is persecuting with still more virulence the +Church of God?"</p> + +<p class="normal">A savage yell, which seemed to approach the castle, +interrupted Alexander, and Frangipani appeared.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Holy Father," said the soldier, "I can no longer endure the +presence of these bandits; allow me to drive them away by force."</p> + +<p class="normal">"By no means; let no blood be spilled! Tell them," he said, +turning to Guerrazzi, "that there can be no alliance between Christians and the +enemies of God; tell them, distinctly, that Rome has naught to fear, so long as +she fights against the foes of the Church!"</p> + +<p class="normal">He withdrew, and a few moments later, Guerrazzi was again upon +his column, haranguing the rabble which pressed eagerly around him. The tailor +inveighed bitterly against the harshness of Alexander, who, he asserted, had no +pity for the sufferings of the people, and was disposed to resist the Emperor at +any cost.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I represented everything to him," he said, "I reminded him of +Milan, of your inevitable destruction if you rejected the proffered mercy! I +reminded him of our captive brothers who will certainly be hung, unless we +stretch out our hand to Barbarossa. With tears in my eyes, I besought him to +have pity upon us, upon our wives, upon our helpless children; my words would +have touched a heart of stone, but they were powerless to move this barbarian. +Do you call such a one a holy man, a father?--He is a tyrant, a destroyer!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Guerrazzi at last had carried his point; the crowd was rampant +with sedition.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Death to Alexander! Down with the tyrant!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Forward!" resumed the tailor, violently,--"brave people, rise +in your might, break your chains, and go to meet your Augustus!"</p> + +<p class="normal">He sprang to the ground, for his task was accomplished, and +the fire of sedition was spread rapidly through the masses. Rinaldo's emissaries +urged on the revolt, and soon nothing was heard but wild panegyrics of +Barbarossa, and curses against the Pope.</p> + +<p class="normal">Each day the excitement increased in Rome, where the +Chancellor had already distributed large sums of money, and where the seditious +harangues of Guerrazzi, Bariso, and many others embroiled everything.</p> + +<p class="normal">Alexander was denounced as a merciless savage.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Soon, brothers, you will suffer all the pangs of hunger," +said the tailor, always speaking from his favorite column. "You will be obliged +to feed upon roots, and leather, and old shoes, and other things too disgusting +to mention. What does Alexander care for our sufferings, he is well provided +with every luxury behind the walls of St. Angelo."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The man of the castle has no heart!" cried Bariso, who had +replaced Guerrazzi upon the pedestal; "if he had, would he compel us to bear +this misery, and submit to the misfortunes which ruined Milan? Yes, the Emperor +has sworn to destroy everything with fire and sword, if we do not surrender +within a week."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Alexander will not resign the pontifical chair," said another +voice. "What does it signify to him if his obstinacy causes our destruction? +Barbarossa desires to restore to Rome her ancient splendor and her liberty. +Alexander has other intentions, he claims everything for himself. He cares for +neither our honor, nor our glory; he is plotting our ruin!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Every day there were popular meetings in different quarters of +the city, and loud complaints were launched against Alexander, while some of the +insurgents even went so far as to shout, through the loopholes in the walls, +words of encouragement to the enemy.</p> + +<p class="normal">At last Frederic stormed a portion of the works, and burned +the church of Santa Maria della Torre; the conflagration spread, and the +vestibule of the dome of Saint Peter was destroyed.</p> + +<p class="normal">From the summit of St. Angelo, the Pope saw the flames +surround the tomb of the prince of the Apostles; but although his face glowed +with indignation, and his lips trembled with emotion at the sacrilege, he +remained undaunted in his resolution to endure every trial in the interest of +the Church. He wept, and his tears were doubtless carried to the foot of the +eternal throne of God, where they pleaded for pity and forgiveness.</p> + +<p class="normal">After the capture of the Vatican, Barbarossa attacked the +castle of San Angelo, but the assault failed. Several other positions were also +in the possession of the Papal troops, but a longer resistance seemed of no +avail. It was useless to remain in a city the people of which was hostile.</p> + +<p class="normal">Alexander saw the precarious condition of the desecrated +Church, and resigning himself to his fate, determined to seek safety in flight. +But the enemy had evidently foreseen the contingency, and every disposition had +been made to prevent the escape of the Pontiff.</p> + +<p class="normal">A cordon of troops was drawn around the citadel; these were +doubled after nightfall, and so great was the importance which the Emperor +attached to the Pope's capture, that none but Germans were detailed on the +service, for Frederic had little confidence in his Italian mercenaries.</p> + +<p class="normal">The gigantic castle of Saint Angelo rose towards heaven, and +the gilded statue of St. Michael glittered upon its summit. The helmeted +sentinels in full armor, their lances poised upon their shoulders, paced the +bridge with measured tread. At times they looked towards the castle, then upon +the river, and then towards the distant horizon; for they knew that the Pope +would seek to escape.</p> + +<p class="normal">Further on, a strong detachment of soldiers were sleeping on +the ground, with their helmets and lances carefully piled near them. Among these +might have been seen the knight Goswin and the tailor Guerrazzi, who were +engaged in earnest conversation.</p> + +<p class="normal">The frankness of the worthy German found little to sympathize +with in the crafty Italian; but Guerrazzi, who never lost the opportunity of +showing his zeal for the Emperor, had offered to keep him company and share the +fatigues of the night-watch. Of course no fault could be found with this, but +Goswin looked upon his companion much as a dog would on a cat which fawned upon +him. The German, it is true, had a very limited intellect, but his natural good +sense taught him that the Italian was full of tricks and artifice.</p> + +<p class="normal">At first he paid no attention whatever to Guerrazzi, as if to +show him that his presence was a matter of perfect indifference, and he walked +up and down the banks of the Tiber immersed in thought.</p> + +<p class="normal">But Goswin was not a philosopher, and could not remain for +hours at a time in a revery, so he very soon began to weary of the silence, and +finally approached Guerrazzi.</p> + +<p class="normal">"A very fine evening!" said the knight, opening the +conversation like one who did not know what to say.</p> + +<p class="normal">"We are in the month of July, noble sir, and at this season, I +think, the custom ought to be to sleep all day and work at night."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Sleep all day!--you?" said Goswin; "did I not see you on the +square, haranguing the Romans, and working them up as a baker kneads soft dough? +And if I mistake not, you were at the allied camp before daybreak? Don't you +sleep either day or night?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Not when there is anything to be done, my lord; and there +will be, as long as Rome is not entirely in the power of the Emperor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"What means that statue on the top of the tower?" asked +Goswin, pointing to the castle.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! that is a strange story," replied the tailor, laughing. +"They used to call the fort, Adrian's Mausoleum, but ever since an angel lighted +on it, it has been named the tower of Saint Angelo."</p> + +<p class="normal">"An angel came there? This is a strange story."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I will tell it to you in a few words. It happened one night +while Gregory the Great occupied the throne of St. Peter, that a terrible +pestilence had broken out in Rome. None knew whence the scourge came, nor what +caused it, but he who was smitten fell dead at once; the very air was infected, +and it is since then that it is customary to say when a man sneezes: God bless +you!--that means: may God preserve you from the pestilence! Now, when the +disease had reached its height, Pope Gregory ordered a general fast and a +procession through the city, to implore God's pity. Nothing was of any avail, +although the physicians opposed the procession, on the ground that the concourse +of so many persons would necessarily tend to spread the contagion. Gregory, +absorbed in pious meditations, mounted to the summit of that tower, precisely as +Alexander has since done. The people marched slowly onward, chanting the <i> +miserere</i>; at every moment their ranks grew thinner, as a corpse fell to the +ground. Suddenly the sky became illumined, and an angel was seen upon the tower. +He held in his hand a fiery sword, which he brandished over the city, and then +he seemed to return it to the scabbard. At the same instant the plague +disappeared. It is for this that you see there the image of the blessed +Archangel St. Michael, who protects us still, for since then the pestilence has +never appeared among us."</p> + +<p class="normal">"This is indeed a marvellous legend!" said Goswin. "The +flaming sword in the hand of St. Michael clearly shows the punishment which God +intended for the Romans."</p> + +<p class="normal">"There is no doubt about it," sneered Guerrazzi.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You laugh?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly; for I look upon the legend as an idle tale: old +women often see miracles where our cool, good sense perceives nothing which is +not entirely natural."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But did not the plague cease?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; but it would have disappeared all the same without St. +Michael's interference."</p> + +<p class="normal">The tailor's irony shocked the honest German, whose pious +faith saw nothing astonishing in the visitation of the glorious archangel.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If all the Romans thought as you do, they did not deserve St. +Michael's assistance."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Bah! the St. Michael of the mausoleum is not an article of +the Creed! Although I may think the story of the apparition false, I am not a +pagan."</p> + +<p class="normal">Goswin stared angrily at the tailor, and turned away.</p> + +<p class="normal">Whilst this scene was passing upon the bridge, Alexander was +hurriedly preparing for his flight. The garrison was ignorant of the intentions +of his Holiness, but in the antechamber of the apartment, the bishops and +cardinals were kneeling, and reciting fervently the prayer for the safety of +travellers.</p> + +<p class="normal">The door of the Pope's chamber was open, and through it might +be seen the Head of the Church and two ecclesiastics, all clothed as pilgrims, +kneeling before the little altar, on which burned two candles before a large +crucifix.</p> + +<p class="normal">The cardinals and bishops prayed with voices tremulous with +emotion.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Aid thy servants, who have faith in thee, O God! Send us +assistance from thy holy place, and from Sion protect us! O Lord, be our +strength to resist the enemy, and let him not prevail against us! Praised be the +Lord! May he grant us a prosperous journey! Show us thy ways, and direct us in +thy paths. The crooked road shall be made straight, for God has commanded his +angels to protect thee on thy way. Lord, listen to my prayer, and let the voice +of my supplication come unto thee."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Lord be with you," said the Pope at the altar.</p> + +<p class="normal">"And with thy Spirit," answered the cardinals.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Let us pray," added the Pope. "O God! thou who hast caused +the sea to be crossed as the dry land, thou who hast guided the magi by thy holy +star, grant to us a prosperous journey; and may we, under thy gracious +protection, arrive in safety at the goal to which we direct our steps.</p> + +<p class="normal">"<i>Amen</i>!" answered the cardinals.</p> + +<p class="normal">There was a profound silence, which was broken by the entrance +of Frangipani, who in full armor stood motionless before the door. The bishops +and cardinals remained seated, but the tears were coursing down their cheeks, +for as they looked upon the Pope, they trembled for his safety.</p> + +<p class="normal">Without, was heard the measured tramp of the sentinels, then +soon all again was still.</p> + +<p class="normal">Alexander knelt once more at the foot of the altar, and +raising his eyes to the crucifix,</p> + +<p class="normal">"O my God! my Saviour!" said he with emotion, "protect the +flock which I am compelled to abandon! Be merciful to thy deluded people, for +they know not what they do."</p> + +<p class="normal">He paused and bent his head; then suddenly looking up, he +exclaimed in a loud voice:</p> + +<p class="normal">"O Almighty God of justice, look upon thy Church: turn thine +eyes towards thy spouse. See her misery, her forlorn condition, her persecution, +her danger! How far wilt thou allow this wickedness to triumph, O Lord? O Lord, +if thou hast pity on our misfortunes and our griefs, come to the aid of thy +Church! Awake, O Almighty God, bare thy avenging arm! O Sweet Jesus, deign to +save thy holy Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">Alexander's voice became stronger, and his features more +animated, as though he had seen a vision. His words also had a supernatural +expression, and the Pontiff seemed to have received, directly from the Almighty, +the power to bless and curse.</p> + +<p class="normal">At this critical moment, the representative of God upon earth +had repassed in his mind all the circumstances by the aid of which he had +struggled so long for the holy cause which had just been overthrown. The giant +grasp of the Emperor had clutched on the Church, and God alone could compel him +to leave his prey. The Pope felt all this, and consequently it was to God that +he looked for assistance, to him that he addressed his prayers.</p> + +<p class="normal">The cardinals and bishops remained kneeling in deep emotion, +as the Pope, rising with the air of one who had confided everything to faithful +hands, bestowed upon them his solemn benediction. Then he took his pilgrim's hat +and staff, and, followed by his companions, descended the steps of the altar.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frangipani had got all his men under arms in order to cover +the Pope's flight by a vigorous sortie, in case it was noticed by the besiegers. +Goswin had just lain down upon the ground and had begun to doze.</p> + +<p class="normal">The sentinel stood upon the bridge, his head bent forward upon +his breast, scarcely awake. A heavy cloud veiled the moon and threw long shadows +upon the city; a few doubtful rays glided upon the surface of the stream and +played here and there upon the armors. Suddenly a small postern was cautiously +opened and three persons came out from the castle.</p> + +<p class="normal">Goswin was seated upon the ground, his face towards the river, +his back against a stone. The fatigues of the day forced Rinaldo's spy to +struggle against sleep, and he was scarcely conscious of what he saw, everything +was dim and indistinct before him. But the sense of hearing had become more +acute in proportion as the other faculties of the tailor had diminished.</p> + +<p class="normal">An almost imperceptible noise came from the tower, and in a +moment Guerrazzi was on his feet peering eagerly into the night. He fancied that +he perceived human forms moving away under cover of the darkness, and he hastily +gave the alarm.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Halloa! up! look yonder; they are escaping from the castle."</p> + +<p class="normal">The drowsy soldiers heard a fall, a shout, and then a +splashing in the water.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the matter with you? what are you shouting about?" +asked Goswin. "Halloa! there he is again; ah! he has sunk a second time," said +the soldier, pointing with his lance towards the water. "The idiot! why did he +jump into the river if he did not know how to swim?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Who has jumped into the river?" asked the sentinel.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Italian; I don't know what was the matter; he suddenly +cried out that some one was leaving the castle, and then sprang into the Tiber. +Did you see anything?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nothing at all; everything was quiet; the idiot was dreaming, +I suppose."</p> + +<p class="normal">"All this comes because of his want of respect for St. +Michael," said Goswin. "The devil has blinded him so that he took the water to +be the solid ground. I should have liked to save him, but it is not possible to +fish in the dark."</p> + +<p class="normal">The soldiers crowded around the bridge and gazed at the water, +which was carrying the villain's body away.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER LIII</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>BARBAROSSA IN ROME</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Alexander was in safety at Gaeta before his flight was +discovered by the Romans. Frederic's anger knew no bounds.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He has succeeded, after all, in eluding your guards and your +Brabançons," he said to Rinaldo, who communicated the fact to him.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If we were unable to seize the Pope in Rome, we shall be more +successful at Beneventon or Naples," replied the Chancellor. "It is probably a +piece of good luck by which not only Alexander but also his champion, King +William, will together swell the triumph of the Roman Emperor."</p> + +<p class="normal">The news spread rapidly through the city, and a thousand +details were added, all in favor of the Pope's sanctity. Some even asserted that +he had penetrated unseen the line of sentinels, and that Guerrazzi had perceived +and tried to seize him, but had been thrown by invisible hands into the Tiber. +As he was going, added the crowd, the Holy Father had fulminated the anathema +against Barbarossa, and had called down the vengeance of Heaven upon the head of +the wicked Emperor, while a flash of lightning had pierced the clouds, +announcing the most dire misfortunes.</p> + +<p class="normal">These marvels were related everywhere, and acquired additional +credit from their very circulation.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic determined to make his triumphal entry into Rome on +the 3d of August, when he and Beatrice would be crowned in the Church of St +Peter, and receive the allegiance of the inhabitants. It was necessary that +Frederic should enter Rome with becoming pomp, and immense preparations were +being made for the reception. St. Peter's Square and its vicinity was profusely +decked with flags, and flowers, and laurel crowns; and tall poles, hung with +streamers and appropriate emblems, were set up in all the streets through which +the procession was to pass. Frederic had announced three days of popular +festivity, during which he was to appear in public, robed in the Imperial +purple, and dispense his bounties in person. The Romans were favorably disposed; +all the avenues were alive with crowds of citizens in their holiday attire, and +in each house everything was being made ready for the banquet.</p> + +<p class="normal">In the army, too, every one was busy; the squires and +men-at-arms brightened up their armor and polished their lances and bucklers; in +the ecclesiastical quarter, the chaplains were preparing the sumptuous vestments +of the prelates, while the nobles were assembled in Council near their +sovereign, deeply intent upon the organization of the cavalcade.</p> + +<p class="normal">Heaven alone appeared unwilling to take part in the festival. +Until then the burning sky had diffused a stifling heat, but on the eve of the +ceremony heavy clouds began to collect upon the distant horizon, and pile up in +dark masses, whence flashed lurid sheets of fire, while the thunder rolled +menacingly. Still the air was calm, and scarcely a puff of wind fluttered the +gay pennons of the knights. All nature seemed hushed in dread expectancy.</p> + +<p class="normal">Goswin was seated at his door, watching the darkening sky, and +as the weather became more overcast and the lightning blazed more fiercely, he +shook his head uneasily.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Tighten the tent-cords, Bruno," he said, turning to his +squire; "we shall have a storm soon."</p> + +<p class="normal">Hardly was the order given before the tempest burst forth in +all its fury. The tents were prostrated or else whirled away by the wind; and on +all sides were heard the shouts and cries of the soldiers struggling amidst a +deluge of rain to repair the wild confusion.</p> + +<p class="normal">Fortunately the hurricane was of short duration, and subsided +as rapidly as it had arisen; but it seemed as though a threat from Heaven +weighed down the army and the city. The lightning had ceased, and the thunder +rolled no longer, but the clouds, which had been chasing rapidly through the +air, suddenly stopped, as though they had reached their destination, and hung +over Rome, gloomy and mournful as a funeral-pall.</p> + +<p class="normal">Knights and pages looked with apprehension upon this ominous +calm. To most it seemed as though the storm was only massing its strength in +order the better to destroy all within its reach.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a singular tempest!" exclaimed Frederic, who had been +driven from his tent by the violence of the gale; "it is as though chaos had +come again."</p> + +<p class="normal">As if in answer to the Emperor, a dazzling flash furrowed the +sky, and extended from above the camp to the Eternal City, as though to presage +its destruction, and then the lightning again blazed forth, and crash succeeded +crash, while the rain poured down in torrents. Then there was a pause, followed +by three deafening peals, at regular intervals, and all was still.</p> + +<p class="normal">The statue of the Archangel no longer guarded the summit of +Saint Angelo; the tempest had hurled it from its pedestal. All was wild uproar; +and the affrightened soldiers sought shelter where they could from the violence +of the storm.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Woe to us!" they cried; "our last day is at hand; we must all +perish in this deluge!"</p> + +<p class="normal">But although the environs of the city were laid waste, no one +was fatally injured, and soon the clouds rolled away, and the stars shone out +brightly in the dark azure of the cloudless sky.</p> + +<p class="normal">During the height of the storm, two soldiers were riding +towards the camp, but it was in vain that they spurred on their jaded steeds; +the terrified animals tumbled and stood still, as each flash burst forth.</p> + +<p class="normal">So far as his appearance went, one of these horsemen belonged +to the highest rank of the aristocracy; his armor was costly and richly +arabesqued in gold, and his helmet bore a Count's coronet; but on the shield the +only device was a simple cross, the emblem of the crusaders. His face, half +hidden under his casque, was bronzed by the suns of Asia, and his eyes shone +brightly, as if he would have defied the fury of the elements. He rode on +calmly, with loosened rein, and at times patted his charger's neck, with words +of encouragement.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What is the matter, my good Velox?" he said; "we have braved +many a storm before. Courage, good horse, we will soon be there."</p> + +<p class="normal">On his arrival at camp, the stranger requested to be taken at +once to the Imperial tent.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic was seated at a table; before him a parchment was +spread out, which he was reading attentively, and occasionally crossing out +words and writing marginal notes. He was correcting the sermon which his Pope +was to deliver next day in the Church of St. Peter.</p> + +<p class="normal">A heavy step was heard, and the Emperor looked up, angrily, +for he had expressly forbidden all intrusion. But when the curtain of the tent +was drawn aside, and a man of tall stature and noble bearing entered, Frederic +uttered an exclamation of glad surprise. Throwing down his pen, he sprang +forward and caught Rechberg in his arms.</p> + +<p class="normal">"God be thanked! You are back at last.--Come here, my boy, and +let me look at you!" and the Emperor led him to the table. "Why, you have grown +to be a man, Erwin! Your eyes glow with the fire of the Eastern sun, and your +face has gained a look of energy and resolution."</p> + +<p class="normal">He again embraced him, and laying aside the sermon, ordered in +some refreshments.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are wet to the skin, Erwin; change your clothes first," +said Frederic. "Why did you travel in this horrible weather?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The storm broke upon me suddenly, and as far as I can judge, +it has done some damage in the camp. All I need do is to change my surcoat."</p> + +<p class="normal">The powerful figure of the young man stood out in bold relief +before the Emperor, who looked upon him with an expression of almost paternal +interest, which softened his stern features.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How does it happen that we have had no news of you for the +last two years?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Infidels captured me while I was asleep, and for eighteen +months I have been in a dungeon, with scarcely a hope of release, for the ransom +which they demanded was exorbitant."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I don't blame them," said Frederic, laughing; "you cost them +dear enough. All the pilgrims returning from the Holy Land relate marvels of +your prowess."</p> + +<p class="normal">"At last the Knights of the Temple stormed the fortress where +I was confined, and delivered me."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! the Templars!--Valiant warriors! Their courage is +wonderful, and their daring amounts wellnigh to rashness; but how did you get +back to Europe?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"On a Norman ship, which landed me at Tarentum."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well! you will tell me all your adventures when we have more +leisure. I look forward with pleasure to their recital. But you arrived most +opportunely for the celebrations of our late victories. We are to crown Pascal +to-morrow in the Church of St. Peter."</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg made no answer, but his face wore a pained +expression.</p> + +<p class="normal">"As I have just returned from Palestine," he said, after a +brief pause, "I trust, my dear godfather, that you will excuse me from taking +part in Pascal's glorification."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Very good! I understand," exclaimed the Emperor, with a +slight frown. "The Crusader is not inclined to recognize our Pope! Well, well, +be it so! you shall be entirely free to act in everything which concerns your +conscience."</p> + +<p class="normal">The two kinsmen continued their conversation until a late hour +of the night.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER LIV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE TRIUMPHAL ENTRY</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">At last the day so anxiously longed for by Barbarossa arrived; +the tents which had been overthrown by the storm were again pitched, and the +Romans completed their preparations for the festival.</p> + +<p class="normal">Still all hearts appeared to suffer from this fictitious joy; +no one seemed at his ease; a dull presentiment hovered over Rome, where all felt +vaguely that the angel of vengeance was at hand.</p> + +<p class="normal">A crowd of citizens dressed in holiday attire, was assembled +upon the main road leading from Saint Angelo to the Basilica of St. Peter. The +settled gloom of their features contrasted strikingly with their brilliant +costume, and as they glanced towards the castle, where had stood formerly the +statue of St. Michael, they shook their heads and sighed.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Saint Michael has protected us for centuries," said an old +man, "but he has disappeared now! May God have mercy on us!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are alarmed at nothing, Master Bartholomew," replied his +friend Anselm; "you know that metals attract the lightning, and as the statue +was of gilded bronze, it could scarcely escape the fluid at that exposed point."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are very wise, Anselm," resumed the first speaker; "but +the statue has stood there unhurt during all the storms of five hundred years! +not one had power against it until the eve of our reception of this schismatical +Emperor!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is nothing but the merest chance!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Take care, Bartholomew," added a third, "the Emperor has +hosts of friends, and it might be dangerous to speak against him."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I am certain that chance has had nothing to do with it!--I +take care! Anselm, do you think that an old man of eighty-seven years of age is +afraid to speak the truth? Yes, Barbarossa is a schismatic, he is the scourge of +the Church. He will bring bad luck to Rome, and I know there are many who think +as I do, but have not courage enough to express their opinion!--Look how money +has been lavished here for the last four weeks! but see if the gold and the +treason which it purchased do not burn those who are guilty!"</p> + +<p class="normal">And Bartholomew started off again in the direction of the +Castle of Saint Angelo.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is right in the main," said Gervase; "not a man in Rome +has a doubt who is the lawful Pope, but what could we do? the terrible +Barbarossa would have demolished Rome, as he did Milan, without the slightest +scruple."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Certainly he would," replied Anselm.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Is it true that Alexander has anathematized the city?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"No, no!" exclaimed several voices; "he did not even curse +Barbarossa."</p> + +<p class="normal">"I can speak positively on this point," said Anselm, +"Frangipani heard the Pope's very words as he was kneeling before the image of +our Saviour; this is what he said:--'Arise, O Lord, and judge between me and my +enemies! O Almighty God, stretch out thine arm against the enemies of the +Church!'--This was precisely what happened, and nothing more."</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is quite enough! he called down Heaven's vengeance upon +us, and we may expect the most direful calamities!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Nonsense!" said Anselm; "all this is merely the effect of +yesterday's tempest."</p> + +<p class="normal">"What a time that was, what a storm!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, and cries and groans were heard in the air."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And some people even saw a cross of fire above St. Peter's +Church."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Did not the hurricane come from the direction of Gaeta? Such +a thing was never known before; I tell you it was more than natural."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are a fool, Ambrose."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Alexander is at Gaeta, and Rome may yet regret that she +deserted the Head of the Church. Say what you please, that was no ordinary +storm. Did you not notice in what a gloomy terrible manner it burst upon the +city?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Cheer up; mayhap you will be elected to the Senate, and the +embroidered toga will soon make you forget your scruples of conscience. But here +comes the procession."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the bells of St. Peter began to toll.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Come to my house," said Ambrose, "we can see it so much +better from the balcony."</p> + +<p class="normal">The cavalcade advanced; first came a body of knights occupying +the entire width of the street; at their head rode the herald of the Empire, +dressed in a splendid tabard. On either side was a standard-bearer, clad in a +sumptuous costume, and glancing haughtily upon the crowd. Behind them came the +serried ranks of the knights, who had laid aside their coats-of-mail, their +lances, and their shields. They wore only their swords, and were all in plated +armor, which shone in the rays of the August sun like a moving sea of silver.</p> + +<p class="normal">"How formidable those men of iron appear on their chargers!" +said Ambrose; "how powerfully built they seem! those Germans are sturdy +soldiers!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"At last they have all gone by; how many were there? Just +look, how they drive the crowd back on St. Peter's Square, to form a brazen wall +up to the Basilica."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Here come the bishops! Holy Virgin, how magnificently they +are dressed! Anselm, count the prelates.--I want to know how many of them there +are."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you see that one with long, black hair? That is the bishop +who fought so bravely in the last attack, And that one behind him, with the red +head, is the Bishop of Osnabruck,--a miserable villain!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; they all look ill-natured and wicked; they ought to be +called the Emperor's spiritual knights; how they glare at everybody!--By St. +Peter! I would not like to be confirmed by one of those gentlemen; they strike +too hard!"</p> + +<p class="normal">During this conversation, the bishops had approached the +Church; they wore brilliant mitres on their heads, and their steeds were covered +with gorgeous housings.</p> + +<p class="normal">Next after the bishops came the Antipope Pascal in full +Pontifical robes, surrounded by the prelates of his court. But the costume of +this Head of the Church became him as little as it had done his predecessor, +Octavian, and his embarrassed manner and undignified carriage formed a painful +contrast with the exalted and difficult functions of the ministry which he was +called upon to discharge.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Fancy Alexander by the side of Pascal," said Ambrose. "What a +difference! In Alexander everything showed the real pope: his looks, his words, +his bearing, even the glance of his eye. But with Pascal there is nothing! Bah! +the Emperor has made a singular choice to fill St. Peter's chair."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Silence!" cried Anselm, "here comes the divinity of the +festival, the +<i>Divus Augustus</i> himself."</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the mob shouted,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"Long live the Emperor! Hail, Great Augustus!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic appeared mounted on a magnificent charger; by his +side rode the Empress Beatrice, and in front was borne the Imperial banner.</p> + +<p class="normal">As he approached the castle, the crowd made a movement, the +applause ceased, and all eyes were turned to the tower of Saint Angelo.</p> + +<p class="normal">In place of the image of the mighty Archangel, an immense flag +hung from its summit. This unexpected memento of their humiliation created a +most painful impression upon the Romans, who looked in vain for the venerated +emblem of their patron saint. Alexander's curse, with all its fearful +consequences, recurred to their minds, and hushed the cries of rejoicing, even +among the paid emissaries of the Chancellor, and it was amid a death-like +silence that Frederic moved towards the church of St. Peter.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What does this mean?" said Gervase, who, from the balcony, +could not perceive the flag; "everybody is staring at the castle, and the cries +of 'Hail to the Emperor! Glory to the great Augustus!' have ceased."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Only look at the Imperial mantle! how it glitters!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes; and see how proudly Barbarossa rides! They might call +him +<i>Jupiter tonans</i>!"</p> + +<p class="normal">In fact, Frederic slowly advanced with the grave and stern +bearing of a conqueror. Not a trace of emotion was visible on his countenance, +and his eyes glanced calmly upon the admiring multitude.</p> + +<p class="normal">A branch of laurel was entwined upon his diadem, and he bore, +in his right hand, the Imperial sceptre, with a more haughty grace than Augustus +himself in his triumphal chariot.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Empress is a gracious lady," said Anselm; "she looks like +a lamb by the side of a lion."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Who is that red-bearded noble behind the Emperor?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Frederic of Hohenstauffen, Duke of Suabia, a good and kind +prince, very different from his cousin. They say the Emperor does not trust him, +and that the Duke looks so sadly, because Frederic forced him to join his army.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Ah! look there! Here comes the Chancellor Rinaldo! What a +handsome little man he is! See how he smiles,--you would never imagine, from his +appearance, that he is deceit personified?"</p> + +<p class="normal">A squadron of men-at-arms closed the procession, which was +followed by an immense crowd.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Quick, my friends," said Ambrose, "let us go to St. Peter's +as fast as we can! If we can only get through the crowd! What a retinue of +bishops!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, seventy-three!--it is a holy number, for both seven and +three are in it!"</p> + +<p class="normal">The church was filled to overflowing. Pascal offered up the +holy sacrifice, upon the tomb of the blessed Apostles Peter and Paul, in the +presence of those who, instead of discharging the functions of their sacred +ministry, had entered God's sanctuary like thieves and robbers. The people often +have singular presentiments, and scarcely had Pascal mounted the steps of the +altar, when a murmur of discontent broke out. For a moment a riot seemed +imminent, and many of the spectators endeavored to leave the church, through +dread of some violence to the Antipope, the Emperor, and the schismatical +bishops.</p> + +<p class="normal">During the ceremony, Frederic knelt devoutly, and Beatrice +took her place by the side of her husband.</p> + +<p class="normal">At the conclusion of the Mass, Frederic ascended his throne, +and Pascal seated himself in the pontifical chair, which was placed opposite. +The Emperor wore the Imperial crown, in his right hand he held the sceptre, in +his left the globe. In the space between the two thrones knelt the bishops, all +of whom rose when Rinaldo proceeded to the altar to read aloud the formula, by +which the clergy were to swear allegiance to Pascal as lawful Pope.</p> + +<p class="normal">The organ and the solemn chants ceased; and Rinaldo's voice +resounded through the church, while the people looked on with sullen interest. +The hands were raised, the oath administered, and then each in turn approached +the Emperor's throne to pledge him his obedience.</p> + +<p class="normal">On the first step they bowed respectfully, on the second they +knelt before the monarch and kissed the hand which held the sceptre; then they +moved towards the altar, knelt before Pascal and kissed his pastoral ring, in +token of submission.</p> + +<p class="normal">Meanwhile the organ broke out into a joyful strain, and the +choir sang, but the melody found no echo in the hearts of the Romans.</p> + +<p class="normal">The conviction that the schismatic Pascal was a mere tool of +the Emperor, and that this assembly was composed of bishops who were aliens to +the Church, wounded all their preconceived ideas. They feared lest the vengeance +of God should come to punish this usurpation of Saint Peter's chair. Many again +tried to leave the church, but the crowd without choked up all egress.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor placed his right hand (which had borne the +sceptre) upon his knee, and each bishop kissed it as he passed, but he scarcely +perceived their presence. His haughty soul was floating in an ocean of gratified +pride. At last he was seated in that place which Alexander once had occupied, +and where his predecessors used to receive the homage of Christendom. What a +change! Alexander was a helpless fugitive, and Pascal was his creature, his +puppet; he himself was the real <i>Pontifex Maximus</i>. Absolute master of +Church and State, he was at last at the pinnacle of greatness; success had +crowned his efforts; all Christendom was his vassal. He glanced towards the +kneeling bishops, and then his eyes turned to the crowd as if he could no longer +delay the moment when they too should swear him their allegiance.</p> + +<p class="normal">But God has not yet given to mortals the power to thwart his +designs. If for a time he allows the wicked man to prosper, it is to cut him off +at the decisive moment of his career.</p> + +<p class="normal">The hand of the Almighty was raised against the master of the +world: the cup was full, and at the very moment when Barbarossa was dreaming of +new conquests, the avenging angel hovered around his head.</p> + +<p class="normal">The ceremony was nearly at an end.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic turned towards the Pope, as if to say:</p> + +<p class="normal">"Well then, speak, repeat the lesson which I have taught you."</p> + +<p class="normal">It appeared as though the sermon which had been prepared and +revised by the Emperor, was not to Pascal's liking; still he dared not disobey +his master's sign--he descended from the altar. Again the music ceased, and a +profound silence prevailed through the church, where all listened anxiously for +what the Imperial Pope was to say.</p> + +<p class="normal">But Pascal was not to speak.</p> + +<p class="normal">Scarcely was he in front of the altar, when an extraordinary +movement commenced in the crowd; here and there persons fell lifeless. It seemed +as though death was smiting its chosen victims. At first it was thought to be +merely the result of fainting-fits, so often met with in crowded assemblages; +but as the mortality continued to spread, and the corpses immediately became +covered with black spots, a great fear seized the minds of all.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He is dead! really dead!" said Gervase, who was supporting +the body of his friend Ambrose. "May God have mercy on his soul!"</p> + +<p class="normal">And he made the sign of the cross on his forehead.</p> + +<p class="normal">"But see how black he becomes!" said Anselm. "By all the +saints! it is the plague!"</p> + +<p class="normal">Scarcely had he spoken, when his words were repeated by the +crowd.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The plague! the plague!" was cried out on all sides.</p> + +<p class="normal">"God help us! the pestilence is in Rome!" exclaimed the +people, as they fled tumultuously through the doors to escape from the infected +atmosphere.</p> + +<p class="normal">At first the Emperor's face flushed with anger, for he +imagined that it was a scheme concocted by the malevolence of his adversaries; +but when the crowd began to scatter in disorder, and the terrible cry, "the +pestilence is among us," was heard, a mortal dread fell upon the Imperial +retinue. The bishops grew pale, and many a remorseful conscience whispered,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is the vengeance of an offended God."</p> + +<p class="normal">Still Frederic gave no signs of fear or agitation; his +dauntless spirit was a stranger to any such sentiments. He merely regretted the +interruption of the ceremony, that was all. He had erected his triumphal throne +in the Church of St. Peter, in the very heart of Christendom, and his eyes +gleamed with menace and discontent, as though he would have forced the +pestilence itself to recoil before his frown. But death fears no mortal man, not +even him who, seated on the topmost pinnacle of successful ambition, thinks to +rival God.</p> + +<p class="normal">Already the plague had struck down some of Frederic's own +retinue.</p> + +<p class="normal">Count Ludolf of Dassel, the Chancellor's brother, had fallen +dead, at a few steps from the throne; and his neighbor, the Bishop Alexander of +Lodi, a few moments after, shared his fate. The prelates looked with stupid +wonder at these corpses, all bearing distinctive marks of the scourge. Not one +among them had the courage to stoop down and perform the last duties which the +Church enjoins. These men had none of the noble sentiments of their calling; +they had the vices and the passions of the court, hands fitted only to wield the +sword, and guilty hearts which scarcely now began to be touched by repentance.</p> + +<p class="normal">Many wished to follow the example set them by the Romans, but +the Emperor's voice forbade.</p> + +<p class="normal">"What means this, my lords? What, Bishop of Luttich, you, one +of the most valiant swords in my army, would you too be one of the first to fly +from danger? If God sends us a misfortune, we will bear it with becoming +resignation."</p> + +<p class="normal">He ordered the grand marshal to arrange the return to his +camp. There was no disorder. The people had left the church, and the square of +St. Peter was deserted; for the Romans, in the vain hope of escaping the +pestilence, had sought refuge within their dwellings. At first the bugles +sounded the march, but the joyous music met with no response; there were no +shouts of popular applause; the streets were empty, and on all sides were seen +the corpses of the victims. Princes and prelates rode along with downcast eyes +and looks expressive of grief and apprehension. Suddenly a soldier fell dead +from his horse; the pestilence was among the men-at-arms. The bugles were +silent, the cavalcade halted for an instant, and then all was wild confusion; +the ranks were broken, and each man dashed madly forward to escape from the +infected air of the empoisoned city.</p> + +<p class="normal">All order was lost; the return to camp was like a rout, and +even Barbarossa and his consort urged their horses to a gallop to regain their +tents.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER LV</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>THE HAND OF GOD</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">The plague continued to rage as violently as it had broken +out. Death smote its victims without forewarning: some fell as they were putting +foot in stirrup to mount their steeds; others, by the side of the friend whom +they were placing in the grave, which had been dug for him through charity.</p> + +<p class="normal">"God chastises us for our behavior to the Pope," said the +Romans.</p> + +<p class="normal">This feeling spread even among the German soldiery. The tents +were emptied of their inhabitants who had fallen victims to the direful +contagion. In a few days, many thousands had perished, and among them the +Emperor's cousin, the Duke of Suabia, and Diepold of Bohemia; but the bishops +were attacked with marked virulence, and it seemed as though not one of them was +destined to return to his home. There was a dead silence everywhere, unbroken +even by the clash of arms, and naught was heard but the creaking of the +death-carts piled up with corpses which were thrown together by hundreds into a +common pit. But soon it was no longer possible even to bury them, and the dead +bodies lay rotting in the sun; adding by their pestilential odors to the +malignity of the disease.</p> + +<p class="normal">Even the horses were attacked; they fell into a species of +stupor which terminated in death. Still, although his camp was almost +depopulated, Barbarossa remained unmoved; he hoped that the plague would wear +itself out, and that he might resume the great work which it had interrupted. As +yet the Romans had not sworn allegiance to the Empire, Pascal had not been +installed as sovereign Pontiff and Frangipani still held bravely out in the +Castle of St. Angelo, The partisans of Alexander must be entirely destroyed; and +to accomplish this Frederic would not yield a step, not even to the plague.</p> + +<p class="normal">In this determination he was encouraged by Dassel.</p> + +<p class="normal">"If we give up now," he said, "we are lost. All Christendom +will look upon our defeat as a judgment of Heaven. You cannot hereafter +undertake anything which will not appear to be marked with the seal of divine +displeasure."</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic admitted the justice of the policy, and determined to +dare everything. He rode through the streets of the camp, striving to encourage +his troops. Erwin was always at his side, although he had frequently implored +his young kinsman to return to Germany.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You must go beyond the Alps," he said. "I wish it; and as +soon as this Roman question is settled, I will join you."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But I will not go, my dear godfather, even were the camp +peopled with corpses."</p> + +<p class="normal">The Emperor was deeply touched by this mark of affection, and +he pressed the young man's hand with emotion.</p> + +<p class="normal">One day, Barbarossa returned to his tent, after his usual +round of inspection. The destruction of his army seemed inevitable, if it was +not soon removed from this pestilential atmosphere, and his indomitable pride +was crushed at last.</p> + +<p class="normal">He ordered the immediate attendance of his chancellor.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo was writing in his tent; near him sat his favorite +pupil Hillin, who had been nominated upon his recommendation to the bishopric of +Augsburg, and the Chancellor was then dispatching his orders and instructions to +the chapter, for which Hillin was to start at once.</p> + +<p class="normal">"You have scarcely as yet the age which is prescribed by the +canons," said Dassel; "but the canons are out of date, like many other things. +What an absurdity it is to leave talent unrewarded on the pretext of youth! How +old are you, Hillin?"</p> + +<p class="normal">There was no reply.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I ask you your age."</p> + +<p class="normal">Still there was the same silence! He turned his head and +started back in horror. Hillin was dead, his hand still held the pen, his arms +rested on the table, and his head had fallen forward upon the parchment.</p> + +<p class="normal">Shaking his head in astonishment, Dassel walked towards the +corpse and then called for his servants. His fear had passed away, for the +Chancellor was not easily agitated.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Hillin is dead," he said; "the young man had fine prospects, +and would have been useful; but dead, he is only a nuisance. Take away this +carcass!"</p> + +<p class="normal">At this moment the Emperor sent for him, and Rinaldo, throwing +into the fire the now useless letter, dressed himself in his court-robes and +repaired to his master's presence.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic's face was sad and calm. He replied to his minister's +bow with a mute smile, and motioned him to a seat.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Chancellor," he said; "we have done all that is possible. But +Heaven seems inexorable; the plague rages with renewed fury; two-thirds of my +army have perished, and if we remain here longer, the remainder will share their +fate."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Still we must stay here. Our flight will only aggravate our +condition; I have foreseen all this. The plague will cease as unexpectedly as it +began."</p> + +<p class="normal">"But if it really were a chastisement from God?" said +Barbarossa.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rinaldo sneered viciously: he looked steadily at the Emperor +for a moment, and then answered,--</p> + +<p class="normal">"We must then suppose that God amuses himself by punishing the +Romans every year; for every year the heat raises these noxious vapors from the +marshes, and breeds a pestilential fever; it is an unhealthy climate, that is +all that can be said."</p> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa shook his head.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Your explanations are not satisfactory," he replied; "this is +no fever, it is the plague, and the plague is not the result of mere chance, it +is the effect of divine wrath! We must humble ourselves before God!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"By all means, Sire; and since God opposes our designs, we +must give up, and acknowledge ourselves to be beaten by Alexander!"</p> + +<p class="normal">This remark touched the Emperor's pride, and Rinaldo continued +his arguments.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I thought," he said, "that it was only the rabble who had +these ideas about God's judgment--"</p> + +<p class="normal">A wild shriek closed his speech: the Chancellor was a corpse, +and Barbarossa stood gazing upon his confidant, whose features still bore the +impress of devilish hate.</p> + +<p class="normal">The Germans, however, did not abandon the bodies of their +princes. All were embalmed and transported from Italy beyond the Alps, to be +buried in the cathedrals of their native land. Two large tents were pitched, +beneath which were laid out in state the deceased nobles: the bishops in full +canonicals, with cross and mitre; the knights in complete armor, as if about to +go to battle.</p> + +<p class="normal">A small escort rode up: in front came the cross, borne by the +Bishop of Pavia, and followed by the clergy, and then Rinaldo's body, carried by +four of his own soldiers; Barbarossa, Rechberg, and a few of the nobles closed +the procession. At the entrance, the Bishop of Pavia recited the prayers for the +dead, and then the mortal remains of the once powerful Chancellor were deposited +with the others. All, save the Emperor and his kinsman, departed in silence, but +Frederic still stood there, sad and dejected, a tear in his eye, gazing upon all +that was left on earth of those who had died in his cause. There lay his cousin +the Duke of Suabia; near him Diepold of Bohemia, Count Berenger of Sulzbach. +Rodolph of Pfulendorf, Henry of Tubingen, and Ludolf of Dassel, the bishops of +Prague, Ratisbon, and Augsburg, of Basle, of Spires, and of Constance, of Toul +and Verdern and Cologne. Who could say whether he too would not soon take his +place among these lifeless bodies? He began at last to look with awful fear upon +his eternal future, and almost completely weaned from earthly vanities, he +returned to his own apartments.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2><i>CHAPTER LVI</i>.</h2> +<h2><i>CONCLUSION</i>.</h2> + +<p class="normal">Barbarossa retreated with the remains of his once powerful +army towards Germany; but before he had reached Lucca, two thousand more were +stricken down by the pestilence. Attacked and annoyed on all sides by the +Lombard league, he finally fought his way to the loyal city of Pavia, where he +rejoined the Empress Beatrice and was able to take some repose.</p> + +<p class="normal">But the terrible chastisement at Rome had only quelled his +pride for the moment, and it now broke out again, as he turned to crush the +Lombard league. The confederation had attained an extension which he had not +anticipated; Lodi and Cremona had joined it, and all swore to root the German +rule out of Italy.</p> + +<p class="normal">But although Frederic was preparing to open an energetic +campaign against the Lombards, the reasons which had induced our hero to remain +in the camp existed no longer, and he felt himself irresistibly drawn towards +Castellamare. He was only at two days' journey from the dwelling of his +betrothed; but the roads were infested with the light troops of the Lombard +league. Still the young knight determined to risk everything, and he informed +the Emperor of his intentions, with little care whether they met with his +sovereign's approval or not.</p> + +<p class="normal">To his surprise, however, Barbarossa listened gravely, but +without any marks of disapprobation.</p> + +<p class="normal">"I should be wrong," he said, "to make any further opposition +to a love which has survived so many trials. Bonello acted badly, but I have +since learned he is not implicated in this new confederation, although his +refusal may have been really perilous to his own safety, and this deserves some +consideration. I approve of your choice, Erwin, and wish you every happiness; +but the roads are unsafe, and I cannot now give you the proper escort."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The insurgents will respect my pilgrim's cape," replied the +young man.</p> + +<p class="normal">It was true, the pious spirit of this age forgot every party +feeling in presence of the crusader's staff, and even Frederic's hatred was +obliged to do this justice to his adversaries.</p> + +<p class="normal">Rechberg left the Emperor to search for his faithful Gero. As +he passed through the palace he met a nobleman who was entering at the gates. It +was Heribert of Rapallo.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Have you aught to lay before His Majesty, sir knight?" asked +Rechberg.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Yes, if you will assist me," replied Heribert, who was +attracted by the frank demeanor of our hero; "but I can find no one to present +me to him. I have already spoken fruitlessly to several persons, but it is +absolutely necessary that I communicate to the Emperor a message from the lady +of Castellamare. I must speak with him."</p> + +<p class="normal">"The lady of Castellamare!" said Erwin, whose heart was +beating violently.</p> + +<p class="normal">"As you are the only person who has shown me any courtesy, you +shall know the whole affair. Hermengarde, for so the lady is named, has been +betrothed for six years past to the Emperor's cousin, the famous Count Erwin of +Rechberg. But the Count went to Palestine, where, it is said, he fell a victim +to the Saracens; and Bonello, the lady's father, now wishes her to choose +another husband."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And Hermengarde?" said Erwin, trembling.</p> + +<p class="normal">"She will obey, provided the Count be really dead, but she +still doubts the fact."</p> + +<p class="normal">The young man grew pale.</p> + +<p class="normal">"Count Rechberg!" he spoke wildly as if he scarcely knew the +import of his words. "But I have heard of him; I think that I remember."</p> + +<p class="normal">"Where then is he? does he live?" inquired Rapallo, with a +voice of mixed joy and sadness.</p> + +<p class="normal">"He does live."</p> + +<p class="normal">"God be thanked!"</p> + +<p class="normal">"Do you know him who seeks Hermengarde's love?" asked +Rechberg.</p> + +<p class="normal">"It is I."</p> + +<p class="normal">"And yet you would rejoice at the Count's safe return?"</p> + +<p class="normal">"With all my heart! Hermengarde would have married me only +through obedience to her father's wishes."</p> + +<p class="normal">"You are a noble heart," said Rechberg, taking the other's +hand. "Yes, Erwin of Rechberg still lives, and he stands before you now."</p> + +<p class="normal">Heribert uttered an involuntary ejaculation of surprise and +started back; then he bowed respectfully.</p> + +<p class="normal">"The Emperor's cousin is your friend for life," said Erwin; +"it can never be otherwise, after such noble self-devotion. Come with me to my +own apartments, for I have many questions to ask you."</p> + +<p class="normal">On the next day they started with their retinue for +Castellamare. The journey was made without interruption, for although they +encountered many of the Lombard bands, Heribert's pass-words removed every +opposition. Erwin soon perceived that his companion belonged to the League; but +this circumstance in no way injured him in his consideration. Although +thoroughly loyal to his sovereign, Rechberg could not approve of his system of +government, and was obliged to admit that the insurrection was by no means +without cause. On the second day they reached Castellamare, where joy knew no +bounds, and the old Bonello even wept with emotion.</p> + +<p class="normal">A few months later, the marriage of the long betrothed couple +took place in the presence of all the nobility of the province.</p> + +<p class="normal">Frederic succeeded in retreating into Germany; but he was no +longer a conqueror at the head of his army; he was a fugitive.</p> + +<p class="normal">The catastrophe at Rome had annihilated all his plans, and the +people were convinced that God had interfered between him and the Church. His +partisans were discouraged and lost all influence; and he was at last compelled +to sue for a reconciliation with Alexander.</p> + +<p class="normal">The meeting of the two sovereigns took place at Venice, where +they embraced, and swore a friendship which was never afterwards broken.</p> + +<p class="normal">No longer guided by the pernicious counsels of his Chancellor, +Frederic attended to his duties, and abjured all his errors. He governed his +empire with energy and justice; and what he could not accomplish with the Church +against him, was an easy task as soon as he submitted to her sway; within a few +years he became the most powerful sovereign of the world.</p> + +<p class="normal">At last, at an advanced age, he left Germany for the Holy +Land. But he could not reach the goal which he sought, and on the very frontier +of Palestine, on the 10th of June, 1190, he found his death in the freezing +waters of the Cyanus.</p> + +<p class="normal">The crusaders recovered his body, which they buried under the +banner of the cross, at Antioch.</p> + +<p class="normal">Recalled to the presence of his God, in the fulfilment of a +holy enterprise, Barbarossa, we may hope, expiated the errors of his past life, +and was vouchsafed the forgiveness of his sins.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> + + + +<h3>THE END.</h3> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Barbarossa; An Historical Novel of the +XII Century., by Conrad von Bolanden + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK BARBAROSSA; AN HISTORICAL *** + +***** This file should be named 33487-h.htm or 33487-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/3/3/4/8/33487/ + +Produced by Charles Bowen, from page scans provided by the Web Archive + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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