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other. Without entering into their quarrels and their jealousies, he obliged them to live with decency towards each other; he forced them to respect him, notwithstanding the familiarity in which they lived with him, and the pranks they were witnesses of, every hour in the day; and this respect which he had inspired them with, was retained by them to the last moment. There are people destined, in a manner, by nature,. to play a part which fortune has not confided to them. The incredulous in the island, supposing that any such remained, might have asked themselves, if this is not a prince, what the douce is he? and indeed the question would have been one very difficult to
The most inexplicable thing perhaps in all this, was the serenity and tranquillity he enjoyed. lle never betrayed a moment of uneasiness. Far from dreading the arrival of the numerous strangers whom peace attracted to the island, he earnestly sought their acquaintance. The arrival of a new face was a festival for him; and among all these strangers, it was his chance that not one of them was able to give the lie to his pretensions. One gentleman had indeed seen the true prince at Venice, but it was some time before. He had met him at a shop where this prince had unmasked himself, after having broken, by way of amusement, about thirty thousand livres worth of looking-glasscs, which he had afterwards paid for. The person, who had been guilty of such a piece of extravagance, might very well have committed that of coming to Martinique; and a man's having played foolish pranks, was no proof of his not being the prince of Modena.
Des Riviéres was not yet returned, and the rainy season was approaching. The prince began to be apprehensive about his health; people began to think that he cost rather too much money. He determined to take his departure; no objection was made to his doing so. After seven months' residence in Martinique, he embarked for France, in the merchant ship the Raphael, of Bordeaux, taking with him all his servants, besides a chaplain, and Garnier, king's physician in the colony. On going on board, he hoisted the admiral's flag; the fort saluted himhe is off.
A fortnight afterwards arrives Des Riviéres. At Paris, people had laughed at him and his prince of Modena. He was come
back with orders to have his highness tried; but they were six months giving him these orders; and the people of Martinique, who could not believe that what had appeared a matter of so much importance to them, could be treated so lightly at Paris, said that the intention had been to give the prince time to leave the island, in order to avoid the necessity of confining his visit to it, which was probably a mere youthful frolic. The marquis de Caylus, who did not choose to have been frightened for nothing, pretended too that there was something under all this; in the mean time, to show that his fright was over, he arrested Nadau and the principal adherents of the prince. But the latter had ordered them, when he went away, to suffer with patience, for his sake, whatever disagreeable occurrences might take place, which he had promised to recompense them for; they therefore bore their misfortune very patiently, and their calmness was not without its effect upon the rest of the colony. Besides, there were many obscure things in the account Des Riviéres brought back. He had seen the dutchess of Penthiévre, who had asked him, “Is he like me?" “ As like as two drops of water, madam," answered Des Riviéres. “ It is a pity,” resumed the dutchess, “ for he will be hanged.” But Des, Riviéres declared that when she said this, she did not look as if she spoke seriously,
It is true likewise that the messenger sent by Liewain was come back; that he had heard at the duke de Penthiévre's, and among his servants, Liewain called a madman, and his prince the lowest of blackguards; but he added, that when he was going away, he was called back by a footman who was sent to him by the dutchess; that this lady had asked him many questions, with an air of interest; and the same footman had told him, when showing him out, that for some days past there had been much weeping at the hotel of Penthiévre. Whether all this were true or not, it was not the less probable in the eyes of the inhabitants of the colony. At the same time, Liewain had received an answer from the duke, who pitied him for having allowed himself to be imposed upon; but who, in consideration that his conduct had proceeded from zeal for the family, and that his credulity was excusable, seeing that of the persons at the head of the colo. ny,) consented to share the loss* with him, continued him in his
What Liewain had given amounted to about 50,000 crowns.
agency, and assured hini of his protection. The duke's kindness appeared an additional proof; it must be added, moreover, that . the minister, who cared little who was the adventurer that had played the part of the prince of Modena, had written word that the pretended prince was no other than a deserter from the tartars of the company of Noailles. People's minds, at first overcome by so terrible a catastrophe, had quickly recovered themselves. A tartar! said they; a man who has evidently received a good education, of a noble and delicate complexion, with fine blue eyes, beautiful light hair, remarkable freshness, a skin like a woman's, hands, if possible, whiter still; this a tartar! a soldier's servant! nonsense; it cannot be a tartar, therefore it is a prince; and the minister does not know what he says, or rather does not choose to say what he knows.
All this time the ship Raphael was sailing with the prince towards Europe, where adventures of a new kind, and more extraordinary, perhaps, than those he had experienced at Martinique, awaited him. We give the recital of thens, drawn up from the report sent by Dr. Garnier, who, as we have before inenrioned, had accompanied his highness.
quæque ipse miserrima vidi Et quorum pars magna fui.
Such was the lamentable text of Garnier, who at the moment he was writing, though a martyr to his belief, was only rendered the more firm in the opinion he had embraced, by his sufferings.
Nothing remarkable had occurred during the passage. The prince had shown himself, as usual, firm and authoritative even, when he chose to be so; always master over the others, though not always soover himself. He had inspired the whole of his little troop with respect, beginning with his chaplain, the Dominican O'Kelly, a kind of grenadier missionary, whom he had obliged, it was said, to be sober enough to get drunk but once a-day, and so modest as not to forswear his religion whenever he opened his mouth. In the intervals of sea-sickness, from which he suffered much, he played at cards with his confidants; and when he
* Tartar was the name given, in the king of France's household troops, to the servants who waited on the soldiers of those corps
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had exhausted their purses, he would throw his own on the table, oblige' them to share it among them, and they would begin the game again.
He appeared ardently desirous of arriving in Europe, and above all to be able to leave the ship, his sea-sickness tormenting him violently; so that on making the coast of Spain, he'desired to be put on shore, saying that he would pursue his journey by land. It has been pretended that his intention was to avoid the French territory; but what advantage could it be of to him to go to Spain? It would have been so much more simple to have been put on shore at Antigua, as they sailed by that island! There, once in the British dominions, having nothing to fear or disguise, he might have enjoyed in peace the fruits of his industry, which it would have been easy for him to have rendered much more considerable than they were. He did not adopt this plan; why? what were his motives, his hopes? nobody knows.
See him now landed, under a salute of cannon, at l'aro, a town of Portugal; he is announced as a prince, and no suspicion is entertained of his being an impostor. He demands a courier, that he may send him to the duke of Modena's charge d'affairs at Madrid; he also asks for the means of being conveyed with his suite to Seville, where he intends to wait for his messenger's return; all are at his orders. He sets out for Seville, as tranquil and as gay as he had ever been, occupying himself with nothing but paying his court to all the pretty women he sees, and making love to them so much like a great lord, that one night he wanted to force, with a pistol in his hand, a husband to give his wife up to him. If things did not take place exactly as he wished, they had at least none of the serious consequences which might have happened, and he reached Seville safe and sound, preceded by a great reputation for gallantry.
All the women were behind the blinds of their windows to see him pass; all the people of rank in the city came to pay him their respects; they gave him entertainments; he returned them, and on occasion showed himself magnificent and gracious; in a word he turned the heads of the Sevillans, especially the women, as he had done those of the inhabitants, male and female, of Martinique. During the day, he was almost always in company; at
night it was not so easy to know what had become of him; and however little mysterious his gallantries were, he sometimes disappeared so completely, that the marquis d’Eragny, who bę. gan to entertain some suspicions, was apprehensive more than once, that he had made his escape. As for him, without any apparent uneasiness but what was occasioned by the delay of the courier he had sent to the minister of Modena, he seemed to wait with impatience for his return.
At last, one day wlen he had requested the intendant to give him a dinner at his country-louse with some ladies, he arrives with his suite at the rendezvous, where he finds neither the intendant nor the ladies, which surprises and displeuses him
He sees the preparations for dinner, but nobody to receive him. After a while, the intendant inakes his appearance with a packet of letters in his hand, and accompanied by the court-alcayde, with some of his officers. “My lord,” says he
” to the prince, “ his majesty orders you to be under arrest, until he shall have determined on what shall be done with you. I shall conduct you to the little fort you see yonder; it is there the king desires you to remain.”
The prince expresses great surprise, but answers the intendant without embarrassment; “ I am born a sovereign as well as he; he has no right to command me, but he is master here; I consent to the arrest which he puts me under.”
He is conducted to a small tower, where were stationed a lieutenant and a few invalid soldiers; he is left without being locked up, and is requested to name those of his suite whom he wishes to have about his person. He desires Rhodez, his physician, and his chaplain, tu be sent to him. He then examines his new lodging, which he is by no means satisfied with; he declares that there is no staying in it; that it would kill him. The lieutenant observes to him that he is on his parole. “ I promised," answered he, “ to stay in a place that should be inhabitable.” “ I have no orders," replied the officer, “ to use force against your highness.” While this is passing, O’Kelly makes his appearance, the prince sends him privately to the convent of Dominicans, with a message requesting to have a bed in their house, and stating that he will there wait for the king's orders. The monks consent to receive him; he leaves the tower, quietly, through the