Marshal Belleisle, having driven the Austrians out of Provence, returned

to Versailles, to give the King an account of his operations. He had a

strange passion for signal projects; and he proposed several to his

Majesty, the least of which was to deliver Genoa, to make Spain mistress

of the greater part of Italy, and strip the King of Sardinia of all his

dominions, &c.

He was sent again to Provence, where the sum of his exploits amounted

only to the taking of the small castle of Saint Margaret’s island. A man

of genius was lately saying to me, that if good chimerical projects, and

imaginary plans, made a man great, M. Belleisle was indisputably the

greatest man in Europe.

In the mean time Holland, having created a Stadtholder, determined on

the continuance of the war. I saw that Lewis XV. was manifestly

affected with this news, whether from a concern for his people, or that

the elevation of the Prince of Orange disconcerted his projects. He said

in my presence to a courtier, _These Dutchmen are terrible folks; I wish

their republic was a thousand leagues from any of my frontiers; it gives

me more trouble than all the rest of Europe put together_.

France having now no hopes of bringing the United Provinces to a

neutrality, thought of invading them; and politicians said, that it was

the only way left to restore the balance in Europe, which had been lost

by the continual advantages of the English at sea.

Effectual measures were taken for the invasion. The King won the battle

of Lafeldt. At the same time it was determined to besiege

Bergen-op-Zoom. This expedition was committed to count Lowendahl, who

merrily promised to make a present of it to the King on St. Lewis’s day.

Bergen-op-Zoom was taken, which threw the Dutch into the greatest

consternation, as they had all imagined the carrying of that place to be

an impossibility. This event shewed, that in war there is no such thing

as certainty, its operations being ever subject to the caprice and

inconstancy of fortune.

The congress at Breda was removed to Aix-la-Chapelle; but the courts

still continued planning sieges and battles. Whilst the

plenipotentiaries were settling the preliminaries, the levies for fresh

troops went on with all possible vigour, and France prepared for war

more than ever; but the difficulty was to procure soldiers. It has been

affirmed to me, that there were large country-towns in France, which

could not furnish so much as one militia-man, so that it became

necessary to make the married men carry arms, though this was hurting

posterity. All manner of taxes and imposts were also contrived to supply

the want of money. M. Machault, comptroller-general, who had succeeded

M. Orry, proposed expedients, but all of a very destructive tendency.

The parliament clamoured, and openly declared in its representations,

that if all the edicts concerning the finances took place, as proposed,

the kingdom was undone; but it received for answer, that great evils

required great remedies; and this silenced it.

At length a way being opened into Holland, by taking of Bergen-op-Zoom,

and Marshal Saxe threatening to put an end to the republic; on the other

hand, the southern provinces of France being reduced to a starving

condition; this, with other circumstances, disposed the several powers

to sign preliminaries of peace, which was soon followed by a definitive

treaty. Such a situation of things promoted the public tranquility more

than all the studied harangues of the plenipotentiaries at

Aix-la-Chapelle.

I had the treaty read to me at Versailles; all the articles appeared

very suitable to the present state of Europe, except that of Canada. It

seemed to me that the appointing commissioners to settle that great

affair, would only perplex it the more. I spoke of it to Marshal

Belleisle, who told me that article was a state secret: we could have

given it another turn, but this is best for us; it leaves things in

America as they are, and we have twenty Savage nations in Canada who

will revenge our loss. This revenge some years after cost us the game.

The Prince de Soubise told me some time after, that this peace had been

a child of necessity; that there was not one of all the signing Princes,

who could not have wished that the war had continued. Yet I can take

upon me to say, that the King of France was of a different mind. He was

visibly more gay than usual, and the great joy of his heart displayed

itself in his countenance.

Thus at length the public calamities were suspended. Genoa, which under

the Duke de Richelieu had continued to defend itself against the

Germans, grounded its arms. The Spaniards and French, after being in

continual action to settle Don Philip in Italy, discontinued their

operations; and it was agreed that every thing should remain quiet till

the publication of the definitive treaty. I longed for it more than any

minister in Europe. The King had no quiet; the concerns of his crown and

personal glory kept him in Flanders, and took up all his thoughts, never

returning to Versailles till the campaign was quite over. My private

satisfaction I could have willingly sacrificed to the happiness of the

state, but sieges and battles only encreased the public distresses.

New lotteries and new taxes were established to raise the means for

signing the peace; thus the public ease began with draining them to the

last drop.

The Pretender’s son, who seemed quite forgotten, now makes his

appearance again. Concluding, as he well might, that nobody would think

of him at the congress of Aix-la-Chapelle; he began by protesting

against every thing which should be done there. So little regard was

paid to the manifesto which he caused to be set up, that all parties

signed without minding his protestations. To this opposition he added

another still more extravagant at Paris, refusing to comply even with

the King’s express orders.

One of the first articles laid down between England and France, had

been, that the Chevalier de St. George’s son should quit the kingdom.

Lewis XV. several times signified to him the indispensable necessity he

was under of adhering to the agreement. Prince Edward plainly told those

who first mentioned the King’s pleasure to him, that he would not

comply. I have often heard the excuse he gave for this refractoriness.

_The King of France_, said he, _promised me that I should always find an

asylum in his dominions; for this I have his sign manual in my pocket. A

Prince who has a sense of honour, knows what obligations his word lays

him under, and how greatly he exposes himself in violating it._

He treated with the King of France as with a private gentleman. He

forgot that Sovereigns may fail in their word, without any breach in

their honour, the good of their people so requiring. The Pretender’s son

was taken into custody, as he was going to the opera. Strange reverse of

fortune! On his arrival in France, he had been received with great joy,

and marks of consideration. I was something concerned for this young

Prince’s fate, and dropped a word or two about him to the King, who

answered me with some heat, _What would you have me do, Madam? Should I

continue the war with all Europe for Prince Edward? England will not

allow him to be in my dominions; it was only on this condition, that she

came into the peace. Should I have broke off the conference at

Aix-la-Chapelle, and distressed my people more and more, because the

Pretender’s son is for living at Paris?_

It must be owned that this Prince shewed an obstinacy beyond example.

The King sent all Paris to represent to him the state of affairs, and

express the concern it gave him, that he was obliged to remove him from

his court. Though these messages were delivered to him in the King’s

name, his answers were so many menaces. The Count de Maurepas spoke to

him on this occasion, in the following words:

“It is with the greatest grief that the King sees himself obliged to

desire your Highness to quit his dominions. I come in his name to assure

you that no other consideration than the welfare of his subjects would

have prevailed on him to take this step. You would have seen him

inflexibly supporting your claim, had not the unhappy turn of the war

laid him under a necessity of yielding to the present juncture. The

greatest Monarchs cannot always do as they would. There are critical

seasons where policy requires them to be pliant. Your Highness knows

that; since the unhappy time when the Stuart family lost the crown of

England, the Bourbon family has made several efforts for their

restoration. You ought to take his intentions kindly, rather than blame

his inability. I wish you had been witness to his conversation with me,

when he called me into his closet to give me his orders, by which I was

to signify to you his desire that you will quit the kingdom; it must

have affected you. He sincerely laments your situation, but he cannot

turn the tide of fate; and should you force him to take violent

measures, it would give him the deepest concern.

“Lewis XV. has sent me to you, not as a King, not as a master, but as an

ally, and as a friend; and, what is more, he directed me to ask it of

you as a favour, that you would leave his dominions.”

Prince Edward was very laconic in his answer, drawing a pistol out of

his pocket, and vowing to shoot the first man that should offer to lay

hands on him. The archbishop of Paris likewise conjured him in the name

of God and the Pope, but with no greater effect; religion had no more

weight with him than politics, so that the extremity which the King

would have avoided, became necessary. The Chevalier de St. George’s son

was arrested as he was going to the opera.

The enemies of France failed not to exclaim against this violence,

exaggerating it with the most odious appellations.

On searching his house, it was found turned into an Arsenal. He had arms

enough to stand a siege in form. It was talked at court that he had

determined to fight singly himself against a whole regiment, and then

set fire to a barrel of powder, which communicated with others, and thus

blow up himself, with all that belonged to him. The King, on being told

this, said, “A very ill-timed bravery, indeed!”

The peace, however, spread an universal joy through all ranks. There

were only two men in the kingdom who were not satisfied with it, the

Marshals Saxe and Lowendahl. The former expressed his discontent to the

secretary of war in this manner: “After the battle of Fontenoy, said he,

we were in a fair way of making ourselves masters of Holland, and

putting an end to that troublesome republic; for these merchants, with

their shipping and their wealth, are the mischief-makers of Europe; they

are the necessary allies of our natural enemies the English. The great

work of their destruction was nearly finished; why did we not go through

with it? If we again give the republicans time to fortify themselves,

they will be as daring as before; and the time may come when France with

all its forces will not be able to bring them to reason. Destroying

Holland is cutting off England’s right arm; and every body knows, that

all France’s policy should center in weakening Great Britain.

“Of what consequence has the victory of Fontenoy been? What is France

the better for the taking of Bergen-op-Zoom? All those efforts of

courage, all the lives of so many gallant officers who fell in Flanders,

were purely thrown away. If these places were to be restored, and the

Dutch and the house of Austria to be put on the same footing as each of

them was before the war, it had been much better there had been no war

at all. France’s giving back its conquests, was making war against

herself; her very victories have ruined her; her enemies have retained

all their former strength, whilst she alone has weakened herself. Her

subjects are fewer by a million, and her finances reduced to little or

nothing.”

These speeches reaching the King’s ears, he said, “I understand the

language of those generalissimos; they are for ever dwelling on red-hot

bullets.”

The count de St. Severin d’Arragon, who had made the peace, undertook to

demonstrate the fallacy of such reasonings; and the King has often

repeated to me his arguments. “Sire, said he, the conquest of Holland

made no part of the plan of this war. All France aimed at, was to keep

the Dutch from declaring. The end of our many sieges and battles, was

not to destroy their republic, but only to bring it to pacific terms; so

that in forcing them to lay aside their arms, the council of state’s

view is fully answered.

“Your Generals will have it, that after the battle of Fontenoy, and the

taking of Bergen-op-Zoom, the United Provinces might easily have been

overrun, and the States-General have been brought under the dominion of

France. They are mistaken; the weapons of despair are invincible. To

compel a people to the necessity of being conquered, is the ready way to

lose a conquest. The sovereignties once settled, are no longer subject

to destruction; they are reciprocal counterpoizes; should only one fall

under the power of another, the whole balance of Europe would be

destroyed. It is long since war has afforded any of those decisive

blows, which, in the time of the Romans, changed the face of the

political world. A province may be mastered, but the invading of

kingdoms is out of date.

“Granting, Sir, that the ardour of your troops, breaking through the

common ways, had reduced Holland, it would have been a conquest not only

useless, but have thrown France into fresh troubles; all Europe, in a

body, would have declared war against you. The great powers, jealous of

the house of Bourbon, have long been watching an opportunity of giving

it a decisive blow.

“Right policy, instead of making a noise, silently takes a bye-way to

its ends; let us insensibly weaken the Dutch, but never think of

destroying them. They are a barrier against the great northern powers.

They secure us from the incursions of the Germans, whom the Romans

themselves could not check, and who at last overthrew the empire of the

Cæsars.

“But a great deal is said about the easiness of our conquering, and not

a word how easy it was to conquer us. What induced me, Sire, to put the

finishing hand to the great work of the peace, is the disorder of the

finances, the depopulation of the state, and the scarcity of

provisions.

“The Comptroller-general has acquainted me that he knows not where to

find any more money. The intendants of the provinces have wrote to the

war-office, that it is utterly impossible to raise another militia; to

which the intendant of Guienne adds, that in his province the people are

starving; those, Sire, were my motives for hastening the conclusion of

the peace.”

These reasons, however, did not prevail with the great men of the army,

who still wanted to be fighting. They were big with hopes, which the

peace seemed to quash. I remember Lewis XV. one day talking on this

subject, said to me, _that he had not a general officer in his troops

who cared what became of the state, if he could but get a Marshal’s

staff_.

The King, who had rewarded Marshal Saxe, did not forget the Count St.

Severin, making him a minister of state. This Count, though not a great

genius, had good rational sense, which he made to answer as well as a

superior understanding. He was slow in business, but sure; and his

phlegmatic disposition was better adapted to surmount those

difficulties, which ever put fervid and eager minds to a full stand. He

was a stranger to agitations; his passions moved in subordination to

political laws. Resentment, anger, sallies of passion, spirit of party,

with all the other prepossessing foibles which ruled most ministers,

were never seen in him. Those he used to call the reverse of the medal

of plenipotentiaries. In a negociation he moved straight on to his

drift, without stopping by the way. He had a natural love for peace, and

thus the more chearfully applied himself to forward a definitive treaty.

M. de Belleisle told me, that he found one great fault in him, which was

the want of a proper regard to military men, however illustrious by

their rank or merit; for after all, added he, there is no making a good

peace but by dint of victories; and it is the general, and not the

plenipotentiary, who gains battles.

France however was quite spent; the means made use of for supporting the

war had been so violent as to break all the springs of power. The

ministers complained greatly of the state of France, and openly said, at

the peace, that they did not know where to begin the administration.

Paris is not the place where the general distress most manifests itself.

The luxury, such as it is, prevailing there conceals the public

indigence. There poverty itself appears in embroidery and ribbons,

whilst in all the other parts of France it goes quite bare. The court

had written into the provinces for a report of the state of things. M.

de Belleisle has shewn me several memoirs of those times, transmitted

to Versailles by the intendants of the provinces. The tenour of the

first way this:

“MY LORD,

“You ask me for a state of the finances in this province; that is

soon done: there are none. I don’t believe that the whole province

could produce a hundred thousand livres in specie: the poverty is

so general, that all distinction of ranks is at an end. The louis

d’ors are like to become scarce pieces, so as soon to be seen only

in the cabinets of the curious.”

The other is from the intendant of a province naturally very fertile,

but which could not be cultivated for want of money. His report to the

minister was as follows:

“MY LORD,

“There is no representing to your Excellency the present distress

of this province; the land yields little or nothing; most of the

farmers, unable to live by the produce of their farms, have quitted

them; some are gone a begging, others have lifted in the army, and

not a few have escaped into foreign countries; the gentry and

nobility are little better off, being put to the utmost difficulty

to answer the taxes and impositions on them.

“Of fifteen hundred thousand acres of arable land, which used to

support this people, at present six hundred lie fallow; what a

diminution this must be to the general subsistence, your Excellency

readily sees. A village which, before the war, supported fifteen

hundred inhabitants, can now scarce support six hundred; and a

particular family, which was able to feed six children, and as many

labourers, can now provide food only for five. The cattle are

diminished no less than the men, so as not to be sufficient for

tillage; and in most of the villages men do the work of oxen.

“I have traced this calamity to its source, and I find the evil

proceeds from the general want of cash: to prevent the consequences

of this diminution, I could wish that the court would be pleased to

advance to this province, by way of loan, the sum of fifteen

hundred thousand livres, to be geometrically distributed among the

industrious poor. This, in my opinion, is the only remedy left to

avert greater evils.”

The third of these memoirs was from another intendant, who paints the

depopulation in these sad colours.

“MY LORD,

“The king’s subjects are daily decreasing in this province; it will

soon be without inhabitants. Having directed the parish-priests to

bring in lists of the christenings and burials, I find that the

number of the dead exceeds that of the living; so that, should this

depopulation go on twenty years longer, and God continues my life

during that time, by my calculation, I shall be the only living

creature, of the human species, in this province. Fifteen years

before the last revolution of the finances, this district contained

fifteen hundred thousand souls, and now if there are nine hundred

thousand, it is the most. Yet how, my Lord, can it be otherwise? Of

fifty of the king’s subjects, scarce two have any thing of a

subsistence; the others must necessarily perish. A marriage is

seldom heard of; so that all the new-born children are the fruits

of debauchery.

“I cannot point out any remedy to these distresses. In the present

crisis of the monarchy, it is God alone who can rescue it out of

the abyss into which the misfortunes of the times have cast it.”

The fourth was from a sea-port, whose deputy thus delivered himself

before the ministry.

“Trade, which had been declining for several years, is now fallen into a

total stagnation. Our ships lie in the harbours, useless both to the

state and their owners. We have little or nothing for exportation; the

produce of the country scarce affords a very scanty subsistence; and our

manufactures are at the lowest ebb. All our trade is in the hands of the

English and Dutch.

“Most of our monied men, who fitted out privateers, have been ruined by

the war; others so reduced, that instead of ten ships, which they used

to have at sea, they find it difficult to have one: both seas are

covered with foreign fleets, so that the white flag begins to be

forgotten.

“All other nations are carriers to France, whereas France carries for

none. This general stagnation animates others, and throws our marine

into a fatal lethargy, &c. &c. &c.”

The navy has been utterly ruined, all the ships being taken by the

English, except a few unserviceable ones in the harbours; and the funds

appointed for fitting out a fleet are exhausted; but had there been no

want of money, seamen were wanting; most of them had died in English

prisons, and they who escaped the enemy perished by distress. It was

impossible for France, being thinned of men, to furnish seamen.

M. Belleisle, who interfered in every branch of government, said one day

to the King, in my hearing, _Sire, should all the powers of Europe

declare war against you, I engage to raise in your dominions a hundred

and fifty thousand soldiers, who should keep them all at bay; but were I

to fight an English fleet of a hundred ships of the line, where I

should get twenty thousand seamen, I know not_.

Another misfortune, beyond any remedy, was the necessary reduction of

the troops. A hundred and fifty thousand subjects, who had fought for

the crown, at the peace came to want bread: most of them, though they

had been husbandmen before the war, were now no longer so. I have

several times heard the Marshal de Noailles say, that a countryman,

leaving the plough for the musket, is very seldom known to take to it

when discharged; and he used to add, that on a hundred thousand

husbandmen quitting their labour, a hundred thousand others must labour

to provide them bread, otherwise a famine, and the ruin of the state,

must be the consequence.

Some regulations were made to prevent the disorders to be apprehended

from these reduced troops; but the remedy was more dangerous than the

disease.

Of all the incumbrances, that of the military rewards were the greatest;

money was required to pay the bravery of the officers in ready cash, for

the military gentlemen are most impatient creditors. Formerly a St.

Lewis’s cross sufficed, but it has since appeared to the officers, that

a yearly sum gives a greater lustre to gallant actions.

Above ten thousand different pensions were settled on the Exchequer. A

churchman who, at my desire, used sometimes to read to me the memorials

on this head delivered to me for the king, would often say, that the

glory accompanying fine actions must be of very little value in France,

as the gentlemen of the army would not take it for a reward. The

archbishop of Paris likewise used to say, that victories cost the state

more than defeats.

The claimants would set forth their services with an arrogant modesty,

which gave great offence to the court; especially they who had lost a

limb were quite insupportable. One of these gentlemen (it was indeed

after several journies to court to obtain a pension) said to me before

several foreign ministers, _Madam, since the King cannot give me an arm,

which I have lost in his service, he should at least give me money_.

Once an officer being come express with the news of the loss of a battle

in Germany, the king said, _Thank God, this time I shan’t be teazed

about rewards_. He was mistaken; for fifteen hundred officers, who had

escaped the slaughter, came to Versailles, clamouring to be paid only

for the great service of their being present at that action.

A lieutenant of grenadiers, to whom the secretary at war had procured a

Saint Lewis’s cross without a pension, said to him, _Sir, your

Excellency has tied to my button-hole the sign of my courage, but you

have forgot the reality of my bravery_, meaning that he wanted a

pension.

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