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Only he, who is good and clean, is happy. I am clean, God, but neithergood nor happy. Not alone can a man be good or happy. Force, whichgenerates[Pg 15] no one thing, is not force. All intelligence must be active,potent. I'm intelligent. So, O God, You made me. Therefore I must beactive. Of my nature I must act. For the chance to act, I languish. Iam impotent and inactive always. He, who wishes to be good, strivesto do good. Deeds must be done to others by the doer. Therefore I, inmy loneliness, am futile. Friends? And which of them have You left mefaithful these twelve years of my solitude, God? Not one. Andrews,faithless; and Aubrey, faithless; Brander, faithless; Lancaster,faithless; Strages, faithless and perfidious; Scuttle also; Fareham,Roole, and Nicholas, faithless; Tatham, faithless; that detestable anddeceitful Blackcote who came fawning upon me crying 'Courage! You shallsuffer no more as you have suffered!' and then robbed me of months andyears of labour. Ah! and Lawrence, my little Lawrence, faithless.
Strong? But why do I name my splendid master. Strong of nature andStrong of name and station, Strong of body and Strong of mind,immensely my superior altogether, knowing all my weakness and all myimperfection: who, to me, is as much like You as any man can be! It isonly grand indulgence and urbanity on his part which make him know me;and, when the sun lacks splendour, only then will Megaloprepes need me,only then Kalos Kagathos perchance may need me.
"I made haste to offer my services to other bishops. When I foundevery door shut against me, I firmly deliberated never to recede frommy grade of tonsured clerk under any circumstances whatever; andI determined to occupy my energies with some pursuit for which mynature fitted me, until the Divine Giver of my Vocation should deignto manifest it to others as well as to myself. I chose the trade of apainter. I was just beginning to make headway when the defalcations ofa Catholic ruined me. All that I ever possessed was swallowed up. Evenmy tools of trade illegally were seized. I[Pg 30] began life again with nomore than the clothes on my back, a Book of Hours, and eight shillingsin my pocket. I obtained, from a certain prelate, whose name I neednot mention, a commission for a series of pictures to illustrate ascheme which he had conceived for the confounding of Anglicans. He sawspecimens of my handicraft, was satisfied with my ability, providedme with materials for a beginning and a disused skittle-alley for astudio; and, a few weeks later, (I quote his secretary) he altered hismind and determined to put his money in the building of a cathedral. Ithink that I need not trouble Your Eminency with further details."
Ragna's massive prognathous jaw, the colour of porphyry, bulged inemitting a suggestion. As the College seemed unlikely to come to anyagreement, why not elect an old man, who, in the course of nature,only[Pg 74] could live a year or two, and whose demise would necessitateanother Conclave at an early date? He unselfishly would designateOrezzo. There, for example, was a cardinal to whom the paparchy wasby way of being owed since 1878, when he actually had lost it to Leo.Let Orezzo now be elected; and, during his brief pontificature, letthe Most Eminent Lords devote their energies towards arrangements forgiving him a generous glorious and enlightened successor, who, in thisreactionary age, was experienced in all the devious subtilties ofsecular diplomacy, and who was under sixty-five years old.
Hadrian went out to take the air. Under His cloak He carried a picklebottle, the label of which He had washed off and destroyed. As He wentalong, He picked up a trowel left by some gardener in a flower-bed. Hefound a solitary corner filled with rose-acacias and lavender-bushesbehind the Leonine Villa. He looked up at the cupola of St. Peter'sand saw no Americans levelling binoculars. Then He dug a little hole;and buried pickles; and hid the bottle a few yards away beneath thebee-hives by the lavender-bushes, mauve-bloomed, very sweet to smell.The solemn odour stimulated his brain; and He returned to chat with Hisgentlemen. They were engaged in physical exercises in a parlour. TheItalian, who was one of nature's athletes, with so tremendous a powerof chest-inflation that his ribs seemed unconnected with his sternum,interminably floated down and up and down to the floor on one leg, withthe other leg and both arms ex[Pg 170]tended rectangularly before him. TheEnglishman, a student, graceful and slim but not muscular, watched himand would imitate. His sinews had not the elastic force rhythmicallyto lower and raise him. He could get down but not up. He often lostbalance, and rolled over in frantic failure. "You must have thighs madeof whipcord and steel to do it," he was saying. Then they saw theirvisitor and attended. Hadrian asked what the exercise was and whence itcame.
He plunged again into business. He had noted three men for apurpose. Archbishop Ilario della Valla was a young and exquisitelypolished prelate, son of an ambassador, thoroughly expert in theEnglish language and habit. Signor Gargouille Grice was one of thosenondescripts devoid of Divine Vocation, who fondly are believed tooccupy an important place at the pontifical court, (equivalent at leastto the English office of Lord Chamberlain) but, which in reality isthat of a flunkey. Prince Guido Attendolo was a young Italian of verygenerous birth, who, as younger son of a younger son not over-burdenedwith wealth, led an inconspicuous impotent uninteresting life. Withthe idea of giving these three a chance, the Pope dispatched them toAmerica with the red hat for the American Archbishop Erin, whom Henamed Cardinal-[Pg 225]presbyter of the Title of St. Mary-of-the-People. Itwas merely an incident, intended to keep them from stagnation, to givethem that scope which human nature must have if it is to do itselfjustice, if it is not to become a public nuisance. At the same time, Hewas satisfied that the sympathy of the prelate, the antiquity of thedecurial chamberlain, and the urbanity (to say nothing of the perfectGreek profile) of the prince, would recommend them as ambassadorsfrom the oldest power to the newest nation. On the arrival of theApostolic Ablegate in New York, Hadrian published the Epistle to theAmericans. He praised their exuberant vigour and individualisticunconventionality, while He warned them of their obligations to theirrace and of the evils of oligarchical tyranny. He begged them not tolive in the desperate hurry which was instanced in their carelessnessin details. He advised them not to be too proud to learn from thehistory of other nations, dwelling on the principle of the intermittenttendency of human nature. He pointed out that, as effect is due tocause, and as the scope and quantity of human ideas is very far frombeing illimitable, so, as human types recur, human ideas and thesituations produced by them are bound to recur. "Yet," He continued,"human nature itself, when inspired by Divine Grace, being so veryfine and so very potent a force, is capable of immense development.It has Will, Free-will, which, rightly directed can rule itself, cancontrol natural laws, can dispose events." Wherefore, He admonished theAmericans to divest themselves of juvenile arrogance and selfishness,in order that (having learned the causes which produce effects) theymight know the rules and play the game. He spoke to them, not only withthe authority of His apostolature, but with the affection of a comradewho wished to serve them from the experience (inherited and acquired)of a member of the older nations. He concluded with delicious slyness,"The young ones think the old are fools: the old ones know the youngones are."
With that, he left the stage and the theatre. The audience, a typicallymiddle-class one, the very class of all others to which such anoration would appeal, was stirred down to the depths of its phlegmaticTeutonic soul. As the Kaiser departed, not a "Hoch" was uttered: butmultitudes of stem-faced converts poured out, silently saluting himwith the fire of loyalty lighted in their eyes. Germans are logicalby nature. Display indefeasible premisses; and it is not a German whowill err from the just conclusion. All night long, all the newspapersexcept the Vorwaerts issued special editions containing the Emperor'sspeech. During the next few days William II. himself repeated it inthe great cities of his empire. At Essen and Breslau his receptionpartook of the nature of an ovation. Everywhere the press spread hisepoch-making words to all who actually did not hear them. German goodsense preferred honesty, vigorous masterly honesty, even hare-brainedhonesty, to the base treachery which is actuated by no motive exceptper[Pg 244]sonal gain. German good sense could see that the Kaiser himselfwas the hardest-working man in the Empire: that his simply amazingdiligence and toil were absolutely unselfish, absolutely impersonal:that he gained no tangible reward whatever: that his life, which quiteeasily might have been one of irresponsible pleasure and ease, was anincessant round of mental and physical exertion for the good of others.German honour admired and German generosity repaid. The fascinatingpersonality of William II. at last was recognized as the chief elementof the nation's power. His splendid and unique confidence in himselfand his imperial vocation inspired his subjects with confidence in him.The device of the secret ballot, and the now-unfettered ability ofevery German to vote according to his conscience, had the calculatedeffect. The elections shewed that the enormous prestige of the Emperorhad won the Socialist vote, and the Catholic vote, and the votes of theRight and the Left, in support of his paramount authority. The Englishnewspapers ceased from jeering; and the Pall Mall Gazette splitsubjunctives as well as infinitives in applause of success.
But the Pope went on. "For, it is of the nature of all human thingsto deteriorate; and ye have made yourselves a scorn and hissing amongmen. The Nouvelle Revue states that ye are in great decadence. Thestatement may be one of your own devices for distracting the attentionof the world from your nefarious machinations. Or it may be a fact. Inboth cases it is damnable and damnatory." He paused again.
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