CHAPTER III

CARLOVINGIAN PARIS

While the nominal kings were losing their powers through inaction,

activity was developing a race of strong rulers in the Mayors of the

Palace--originally the royal stewards. Pépin d’Héristal (who died in

714) is accounted the founder of the family which was to oust the

Sluggard Kings from the throne that they disgraced. Pépin’s son, Charles

Martel--the Hammer--(715-741) stayed the advance of the Saracens in the

fiercely fought battle at Tours where he earned not only his nickname

but the gratitude of the Christian world, threatened by the Mohammedan

invasion. Charles’s son, Pépin le Bref (752-768), thought that the time

had come when the achievements of the Mayors of the Palace should

receive recognition--when the king in fact should be the king in name.

He appealed to Pope Zachary to sanction his taking the title. The pope

was glad of the support of the Franks, and approved. Childéric III

became the last of the Merovingian line when he was shorn of the long

locks which symbolized his regal strength, and Pépin, anointed king in

his stead, became the first of those monarchs who have been called

Carolingians or Carlovingians from the name of his son, Charlemagne

(Carolus Magnus, Charles the Great.)

Pépin was anointed first at Soissons by the Bishop of Mayence who used

in the ceremony the flask from which Saint Rémi had anointed Clovis.

Later the new king was anointed again, this time at Saint Denis, by

Zachary’s successor, Stephen III, who was the first pope to visit Paris.

The Frankish nobles paid for the honor to their city by being forced by

the Holy Father to swear allegiance to Pépin and his sons.

There was much in Paris to interest the pope. The Cité was rich in

churches and religious establishments. The cathedral now was a church

dedicated to Notre Dame, built by Childebert in gratitude for a recovery

from illness. It stood beside the one-time cathedral dedicated to Saint

Étienne; smaller churches honored Saint Gervais, Saint Nicholas and

Saint Michel. Eloy, the jovial goldsmith saint, was the protector of a

convent raised to his name. Saint Landry, a bishop of Paris in the

seventh century, had founded a hospital on the very spot where Saint

Louis and his mother, Blanche of Castile, were to build the Hôtel Dieu

in the thirteenth century, and but the width of the present square from

the new Hôtel Dieu, built since the Third Republic came into being.

Together with religion and good works justice held sway on the island.

In the Roman palace judges interpreted the laws gathered and summarized

by Dagobert. In a building near by whose site is covered by the enlarged

palace was housed the first organ known in Europe, a gift to Pépin. So

mysterious seemed its working that a woman is said to have fallen dead

when she heard it.

On the Cité dwelt the merchants, too, for the right bank of the river

had not yet become the business section of Paris, although the Grève

always was busy with the loading and unloading of boats. The shops in

the Cité held stocks of rich stuffs and of gold and silver vessels and

ornaments, chiefly of home manufacture, for the trade that had grown up

in Gallo-Roman days was rapidly dying out in the unsympathetic

atmosphere of constant strife.

Back from the river on the right bank were monasteries in whose great

size the papal visitor must have delighted as he did in the

establishment dedicated to the patron saint of Paris on the hill now

called by her name, the Mont Sainte Geneviève, and in the abbey of Saint

Germain-des-Prés, rich in lands and serfs and so gorgeous with Spanish

booty that its church was called Saint Germain-le-Doré--The Gilded.

Charlemagne (768-814), son of Pépin le Bref, saw a splendid vision of a

united Gaul, but his plan was not suited to a period when the German

belief in the might of the strong-armed individual was laying the

foundations of the feudal system. He himself was German and established

his capital not at Paris, but nearer the German boundary, where he felt

more at home. He visited Paris, however, lending the splendor of his

presence to the services of dedication which marked the completion of

the church of Saint Denis. Under the emperor’s direction his adviser,

Alcuin of York, established in Paris the first of those schools which

have made the city through the centuries one of the chief educational

centers of the world. Charlemagne himself never learned to write, it is

said, but his intelligence appreciated the value of learning and he

first offered to the students of Europe the hospitality which Paris has

given them with the utmost generosity ever since. To-day foreign

students are admitted to the University of France on exactly the same

terms as native students.

An equestrian statue of the Emperor, his horse led by Roland and Oliver,

stands before the cathedral of Notre Dame.

Not only was Charlemagne’s kingdom divided after his death, but his

strength as well seemed to have shared the shattering. His descendants

were men of small force. Louis le Débonnaire, (814-840) succeeded the

great king. Louis’ three sons, Lothair, Louis, and Charles the Bald

divided the vast possessions into three parts.

The oath by which Louis pledged himself to support Charles against

Lothair has an especial interest for scholars because it is the oldest

known example of the Romance tongue which succeeded the Low Latin of the

Gallo-Romans. The oath was given at Strasburg, the armies of Louis and

Charles witnessing, in March, 842.

The weakness of Charlemagne’s successors helped the growth in power of

the individual nobles. The feudal system developed without check.

Families made themselves great by their fighting strength. Dukes and

counts held sway without hindrance in their own dominions. Much as this

added to their importance it was a disadvantage to them when there was

need for concerted action against an enemy. Once Charlemagne saw the

piratical crafts of the Northmen enter one of his harbors and he

prophesied that they would bring misfortune to his people when he was no

longer living to guard them. His prophecy came true, and when the sea

robbers penetrated into the country by way of the big northern rivers

and attacked the cities on the Seine and the Loire, sacking the churches

and carrying away the riches of the monasteries, there was no concerted

action among the nobles, and destruction and loss went on little

hindered by the inadequate efforts of this or that feudal lord. Paris

itself was pillaged more than once, and the abbeys of Saint Denis and

Saint Germain-des-Prés paid unwilling tribute to the boldness of the

invaders.

Charlemagne’s grandsons were not of the mettle to deal sharply with the

Northmen. Charles the Bald preferred diplomacy to fighting. His nephew,

Charles the Fat, once more united the great king’s possessions, but he

was no warrior and when the terrible foes appeared in the Seine he was

not ashamed to buy them off. Again and again they came, each time

ravaging more fiercely, each time approaching nearer and nearer to Paris

which they now threatened to destroy. It was in 885 that Rollo or Rolf,

called the Ganger or Walker, because he was so huge that no horse could

carry him, led a persistent band before whom the Parisians abandoned

their suburbs and withdrew behind the walls of the Cité. They fortified

the bridges leading to the northern and southern banks, and under their

protection sustained a siege of a year and a half. Abbo, one of the

monks of the monastery of Saint Germain-des-Prés, has told us about it

in a narrative poem of some 1,200 lines. It all sounds as if the days

of Cæsar had come again. The Northmen used machines for hurling weapons

and fireballs into the city, and floated fireboats down the river to

destroy the bridges. The Parisians retaliated from the wall and the

towers. The leaders were Eudes, count of Paris and of the district

around the city, and Gozlin, bishop of Paris, both of whom fought

manfully, and also took intelligent care to foster the courage of their

people. Not a day passed without fighting, and although success usually

rested with the practised Northmen the Parisians did not become

discouraged or demoralized. The most dramatic episode of the siege came

at a time when the swollen Seine swept away the Petit Pont leading to

the southern bank, and cut off from their friends the defenders of the

Petit Châtelet on the mainland. The garrison numbered but a dozen men

and they fought with superb courage until every one of them was killed.

Abbo’s story tells of sorties to secure food, of negotiations that fell

through, of a journey made by Eudes to seek help from the Emperor and of

the suspicion of treachery that his long absence cast upon him until he

banished it by cutting his way through his foes into the town again. His

return heartened the besieged, but the besiegers were not disheartened.

Hot weather lowered the Seine and an attacking party found footing

outside the walls of the island and built a fire against one of the

gates. Then in truth the very saints were called on to give aid. Holy

Sainte Geneviève’s body had been in some way brought into the Cité from

its resting place on the southern hill, and now it was carried about the

town that she had succored three centuries before. The trusting declared

that they saw Saint Germain in spirit-guise upon the wall encouraging

the defenders.

At last Charles appeared upon the hill of Montmartre, but while the

plucky fighters in the beleaguered city were preparing to go forth to

meet him they learned that once again he had bought off the invading

army.

The fat king was deposed and died soon after and again the regal

possessions were divided. Paris and its surroundings, the Île de France,

fell (887) to Eudes, the candidate of a party of independent nobles who

admired his fine work in the defense of the city.

The end of the siege did not mean the end of the new king’s troubles

with Rollo. That sturdy opponent never ceased his fighting though his

invasions became in time not ravages but reasonably ordered campaigns,

since he did not destroy what he gained, and sometimes even repaired the

damage he had done. Fortune was impartial. Now Rollo defeated Eudes, now

Eudes defeated Rollo. The king’s most famous success was at Montfaucon,

then northeast of Paris, but now within the fortifications. For five

hundred years before the Revolution there stood on this spot a gibbet

three stories high on which one hundred and twenty criminals could be

hung at once. The man who built it was one of its victims.

Loyalty to the royal family led to the restoration of the Carlovingian

line after the death of Eudes. Charles, called the Simple, a youth of

nineteen, was set upon the throne and found himself faced at once by the

problem of crushing or checking the perpetual invasion. When no solution

had been found after thirteen years the king attempted conciliation. He

offered Rollo his daughter in marriage and a considerable piece of

territory provided that the rover should acknowledge himself Charles’s

vassal and should become a Christian. Rollo considered this proposition

for a period of three months and then consented to parley with the king

over details. They went with their followers to a town not far from

Paris where they ranged themselves on opposite sides of a stream and

communicated by messenger. Rollo seems to have made no difficulty on the

subject of his bride or of his religion, but he was fastidious as to the

land he should receive. No one knew better than he the character and

condition of northern France, and he rejected one proposed section

after another on the plea of its being too swampy or too close to the

sea or--brazenly enough--too seriously hurt by the harrying of the

Northmen! When at last he deigned to accept what came to be called

Normandy a further difficulty arose because he refused to acknowledge

his vassalship by kneeling before the king and kissing his foot. He had

never bent the knee to any one, he said, and he never would. He was

willing to do it vicariously, however, and he directed one of his

followers to offer the feudal salute. But his proxy had been trained in

the same school. Stooping suddenly he seized Charles’s foot and raised

it to his lips, oversetting the king and provoking bursts of laughter

from the Northmen and of indignation from the Franks.

Charles found it prudent to swallow his rage and he was rewarded by

gaining an admirable colony. The Northmen or Normans became excellent

settlers and their coming invigorated a people whose feeble monarchs had

represented only too well their own characteristics. It was largely

through this vigorous northern influence that, when a break occurred in

the Carlovingian line, Hugh Capet, duke of France and count of Paris, a

descendant of Eudes’ brother Robert, was elevated (987) by the barons to

the throne which his descendants in the direct line occupied for some

three hundred years. The family never has died out. Louis XVI in prison

was called “Citizen Capet;” the duke of Orleans, pretender to the

non-existent French throne, is a twentieth century representative.

The tenth century found Paris reduced to practically its size when Cæsar

sent Labienus to attack it. The Northmen had destroyed the _faubourgs_

on the once flourishing left bank, and it was only by degrees that the

abbeys of Sainte Geneviève and of Saint Germain-des-Prés replaced their

buildings to meet the needs of the population slowly growing around them

once more.

The northern bank was even more forlorn, with but a chapel or two to

lighten its waste places, and an insignificant blockhouse, perhaps built

by the Northmen, where to-day the Louvre stands magnificent.

Packed into the Cité were the houses and the public buildings of such

population as the wars had left. A street led across the island from

north to south, connecting the two bridges; another from east to west

between the cathedral and the palace. Around the open square made by

their crossing clustered the shops and markets. Wooden dwellings filled

every alley and even crouched against the huge encircling wall. Nobles

in armor, their servitors in leather, ecclesiastics with mail beneath

their robes, merchants in more peaceful guise, peasants in walking

trim--all these carried on the every-day life of this city which is

seemingly immortal since fire and sword and flood have laid it low

repeatedly but only for such brief time as it takes for it to grow

again.

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