CHAPTER XVII

ROME OR DEATH

1861-1864

Cavour's Successors--Aspromonte--The September Convention--Garibaldi's

Visit to England.

There were two possible successors to Cavour, the Tuscan, Bettino

Ricasoli, and Urban Rattazzi, a Piedmontese barrister. The first

belonged to the right, the second to the left centre in the

Parliamentary combinations. Cavour had no very close personal

relations with either, but he knew their characters. Rattazzi formerly

held ministerial office under him, and the long Tuscan crisis of 1859,

looked at, as he looked at it, from the inside, gave him opportunities

of judging the Iron Baron who opposed even his own will on more than

one occasion in that great emergency. Ricasoli was rigid, frigid, a

frequenter of the straightest possible roads; Rattazzi, supple,

accommodating, with an incorrigible partiality for umbrageous by-ways.

He was already an 'old parliamentary hand,' and in the future, through

a series of ministerial lapses, any one of which would have condemned

most men to seclusion, he preserved his talent for manufacturing

majorities and holding his party together. Choosing between these two

candidates, Cavour before he died gave his preference to Ricasoli, who

was charged by the King with the formation of a ministry in which he

took the Treasury and the Foreign Office.

Ricasoli was without ambition, and he rather under than over-rated his

abilities, but he went to work with considerable confidence in his power

of setting everything right. A perfectly open and honest statesman

ought to be able, he imagined, to solve the most difficult problems. Why

not, except that the world is not what it ought to be? In home politics

he offended the Party of Action by telling them plainly that if they

broke the law they would have to pay the cost, and he offended his own

party by refusing to interfere with the right of meeting or any other

constitutional right of citizens, whether they were followers of Mazzini

or of anybody else, as long as they kept within legal bounds. He wrote

an elaborate letter to Pius IX., in which he sought to persuade the

Pontiff of the sweet reasonableness of renouncing claims which, for a

very long spell, had cast nothing but discredit on religion. Ricasoli's

attitude towards the Temporal Power was unique in this century. Like

Dante's, his hatred of it was religious. He was a Catholic, not because

he had never thought or studied, but because, having thought and

studied, he assented, and from this standpoint he ascribed most of the

wounds of the Church to her subordination of her spiritual mission to

material interests. He encouraged Padre Passaglia to collect the

signatures of priests for a petition praying the Pope to cease opposing

the desires of all Italy; 8943 names were affixed in a short time. The

only result of these transactions was that Cardinal Antonelli remarked

to the French Government that the Holy See would never come to terms

with robbers, and that, although at war with the Turin Cabinet, 'the

Pope's relations with Italy were excellent.' More harmful to Ricasoli

than the fulminations of the Vatican was the veiled but determined

hostility of Napoleon III. Cavour succeeded in more or less keeping the

Emperor in ignorance of the degree to which their long partnership

resembled a duel. He made him think that he was leading while he was

being led. With Ricasoli there could be no such illusions. Napoleon

understood him to be a man whom he might break, not bend. He thought it

desirable to break him, and Imperial desires had many channels, at that

time, towards fulfilment.

The Ricasoli ministry fell in February 1862, and, as a matter of

course, Rattazzi was called to power. The new premier soon

ingratiated himself with the King, who found him easier to get on with

than the Florentine _grand seigneur_; with Garibaldi, whom he

persuaded that some great step in the national redemption was on the

eve of accomplishment; with Napoleon, who divined in him an

instrument. Meanwhile, in his own mind, he proposed to eclipse Cavour,

out-manoeuvre all parties, and make his name immortal. This remains

the most probable, as it is the most lenient interpretation to which

his strange policy is open.

Garibaldi was encouraged to visit the principal towns of North Italy

in order to institute the _Tiro Nazionale_ or Rifle Association, which

was said to be meant to form the basis of a permanent volunteer force

on the English pattern. For many reasons, such a scheme was not likely

to succeed in Italy, but most people supposed the object to be

different--namely, the preparation of the youth of the nation for an

immediate war. The idea was strengthened when it was observed that

Trescorre, in the province of Bergamo, where Garibaldi stopped to take

a course of sulphur baths, became the centre of a gathering which

included the greater part of his old Sicilian staff. There was no

concealment in what was done, and the Government manifested no alarm.

The air was full of rumours, and in particular much was said about a

Garibaldian expedition to Greece, for which, it was stated and

re-stated, Rattazzi had promised £40,000. That Garibaldi meant to cast

his lot in any struggle not bearing directly on Italian affairs, as

long as the questions of Rome and Venice still hung in the balance, is

not to be believed. A little earlier than this date, President Lincoln

invited him to take the supreme command of the Federal army in the war

for the Union, and he declined the offer, attractive though it must

have been to him, both as a soldier and an abhorrer of slavery,

because he did not think that Italy could spare him. But the 'Greek

Expedition,' though a misleading name, was not altogether a blind.

Before Cavour's death, there had been frequent discussion of a project

for revolutionising the east of Europe on a grand scale; Hungary and

the southern provinces of the Austrian Empire were to co-operate with

the Slavs and other populations under Turkey in a movement which, even

if only partially successful, would go far to facilitate the

liberation of Venice. It cannot be doubted that Rattazzi's brain was

at work on something of this sort, but the mobilisation, so to speak,

of the Garibaldians suggested proceedings nearer home. Trescorre was

very far from the sea, very near the Austrian frontier.

In spite of contradictions, a plan for invading the Trentino, or South

Tyrol, almost certainly did exist. Whether Garibaldi was alone

answerable for it cannot be determined. The Government became suddenly

alive to the enormous peril such an attack would involve, and arrested

several of the Garibaldian officers at Sarnico. They were conveyed to

Brescia, where a popular attempt was made to liberate them; the troops

fired on the crowd, and some blood was shed. Garibaldi wrote an

indignant protest and retired, first to the villa of Signora Cairoli

at Belgirate, and then to Caprera. He did not, however, remain there

long.

After this point, the thread of events becomes tangled beyond the hope

of unravelment. What were the causes which led Garibaldi into the

desperate venture that ended at Aspromonte? Recollecting his

hesitation before assuming the leadership of the Sicilian expedition,

it seemed the more unintelligible that he should now undertake an

enterprise which, unless he could rely on the complicity of

Government, had not a single possibility of success. His own old

comrades were opposed to it, and it was notorious that Mazzini, to

whom the counsels of despair were generally either rightly or wrongly

attributed, had nothing to do with inspiring this attempt. In justice

to Rattazzi, it must be allowed that, after the arrests at Sarnico,

Garibaldi went into open opposition to the ministry, which he

denounced as subservient to Napoleon. Nevertheless, with the

remembrance of past circumstances in his mind, he may have felt

convinced that the Prime Minister did not mean or that he would not

dare to oppose him by force. One thing is certain; from beginning to

end he never contemplated civil war. His disobedience to the King of

Italy had only one purpose--to give him Rome. He was no more a rebel

to Victor Emmanuel than when he marched through Sicily in 1860.

The earlier stages of the affair were not calculated to weaken a

belief in the effective non-intervention of Government. Garibaldi went

to Palermo, where he arrived in the evening of the 28th of June. The

young Princes Umberto and Amedeo were on a visit to the Prefect, the

Marquis Pallavicini, and happened to be that night at the opera. All

at once they perceived the spectators leave the house in a body, and

they were left alone; on asking the reason, they heard that Garibaldi

had just landed--all were gone to greet him! Before the departure of

the Princes next day, the chief and his future King had an

affectionate meeting, while the population renewed the scenes of wild

enthusiasm of two years ago. Some of Garibaldi's intimate friends

assert that when he reached Palermo he had still no intention of

taking up arms. He soon began, however, to speak in a warlike tone,

and at a review of the National Guard in presence of the Prefect, the

Syndic, and all the authorities, he told the 'People of the Vespers'

that if another Vespers were wanted to do it, Napoleon III., head of

the brigands, must be ejected from Rome. The epithet was not bestowed

at random; Lord Palmerston confirmed it when he said from his place in

the House of Commons: 'In Rome there is a French garrison; under its

shelter there exists a committee of 200, whose practice is to organise

a band of murderers, the scum and dross of every nation, and send them

into the Neapolitan territory to commit every atrocity!' As a

criticism the words are not less strong; but the public defiance of

Napoleon, and the threat with which it was accompanied, dictated one

plain duty to the Italian Government if they meant to keep the

peace--the arrest of Garibaldi and his embarkation for Caprera.

This they did not do; confining themselves to the recall of the

Marquis Pallavicini. Garibaldi went over the ground made glorious by

his former exploits--past Calatafimi to Marsala. It was at Marsala

that, while he harangued his followers in a church, a voice in the

crowd raised a cry of '_Rome or death!_' 'Yes; Rome or death!'

repeated Garibaldi; and thus the watchword originated which will

endure written in blood on the Bitter Mount and on the Plain of

Nomentum. Who raised it first? Perhaps some humble Sicilian fisherman.

Its haunting music coming he knew not whence, sounding in his ear like

an omen, was what wedded Garibaldi irrevocably to the undertaking. It

was the casting interposition of chance, or, shall it be said, of

Providence? Like all men of his mould, Garibaldi was governed by

poetry, by romance. Besides the general patriotic sentiment, he had a

peculiar personal feeling about Rome, 'which for me,' he once wrote,

'is Italy.' In 1849, the Assembly in its last moments invested him

with plenary powers for the defence of the Eternal City, and this

vote, never revoked, imposed on his imagination a permanent mandate.

'Rome or death' suggested an idea to him which he had never before

entertained, prodigal though he had been of his person in a hundred

fights: What if his own death were the one thing needful to

precipitate the solution of the problem?

From Marsala he returned to Palermo, where, in the broad light of day,

he summoned the Faithful, who came, as usual, at his bidding, without

asking why or where?--the happy few who followed him in 1859 and 1860;

who would follow him in 1867, and even in 1870, when they gave their

lives for a people that did not thank them, because he willed it so.

He sent out also a call to the Sicilian _Picciotti_, the _Squadre_ of

last year; and it is much to their credit that they too who cared

possibly remarkably little for _Roma Capitale_, obeyed the man who had

freed them. And Rattazzi knew of all this, and did nothing.

On the 1st of August, Garibaldi took command of 3000 volunteers in the

woods of Ficuzza. Then, indeed, the Government wasted much paper on

proclamations, and closed the door of the stable when the horse was

gone. General Cugia was sent to Palermo to repress the movement.

Nevertheless Garibaldi, with his constantly increasing band, made a

triumphant progress across the island, and a more than royal entry

into Catania. At Mezzojuso he was present at a _Te Deum_ chanted in

his honour. On the 22nd, when the royal troops were, it seems, really

ordered to march on Catania, Garibaldi took possession of a couple of

merchant vessels that had just reached the port, and sailed away by

night for the Calabrian coast with about 1000 of his men.

By this time the Italian Government, whether by spontaneous conviction

or by pressure from without, had resolved that the band should never

get as far as the Papal frontier. If Garibaldi knew or realised their

resolution, it is a mystery why he did not attempt to effect a landing

nearer that frontier, if not actually within it. The deserted shore of

the Pontine marshes would, one would think, have offered attractions

to men who were as little afraid of fever as of bullets. A sort of

superstition may have ruled the choice of the path, which was that

which led to victory in 1860. It was not practicable, however, to

follow it exactly. The tactics were different. Then the desire was to

meet the enemy anywhere and everywhere; now the pursuer had to be

eluded, because Garibaldi was determined not to fight him. Thus,

instead of marching straight on Reggio, the volunteers sought

concealment in the great mountain mass which forms the southernmost

bulwark of the Apennines. The dense and trackless forests could have

given cover for a long while to a native brigand troop, with intimate

knowledge of the country and ways and means of obtaining

provisions--not to a band like this of Garibaldi. They wandered about

for three days, suffering from almost total want of food, and from the

great fatigue of climbing the dried-up watercourses which serve as

paths. On the 28th of August they reached the heights of Aspromonte--a

strong position, from which only a large force could have dislodged

them had they defended it.

General La Marmora, then Prefect of Naples, and commander-in-chief of

the army in the south, reinforced the troops in Calabria to prevent

Garibaldi's advance, but the direction of the decisive operation fell

by accident to Cialdini, whom the Government despatched to Sicily

when they tardily made up their minds to take energetic measures. On

his voyage to Messina, Cialdini heard that the volunteers had already

crossed the Straits; he therefore changed his course, and hastening to

Reggio, invested himself with the command on the mainland. At Reggio

he met Colonel Pallavicini, whom he ordered in terms that might have

been more suitable had he been engaged in hunting brigands, 'to crush

Garibaldi completely, and only accept from him unconditional

surrender.' Pallavicini started with six or seven battalions of

Bersaglieri. It was the 29th of August. Garibaldi saw them coming when

they were still three miles off. He could have dispersed his men in

the forest and himself escaped, for the time, and perhaps altogether,

for the sea which had so often befriended him was not far off. But

although he did not mean to resist, a dogged instinct drove away the

thought of flight. In the official account it was stated that an

officer was sent in advance of the royal troops to demand surrender.

No such officer was seen in the Garibaldian encampment till after the

attack. The troops rapidly ascended an eminence, facing that on which

the Garibaldians were posted, and opened a violent fusillade, which,

to Garibaldi's dismay, was returned for a few minutes by his right,

consisting of young Sicilians who were not sufficiently disciplined to

stand being made targets of without replying. The contention, however,

that they were the first to fire, has the testimony of every

eye-witness on the side of the volunteers against it. All the

Garibaldian bugles sounded 'Cease firing,' and Garibaldi walked down

in front of the ranks conjuring the men to obey. While he was thus

employed, a spent ball struck his thigh, and a bullet entered his

right foot. At first he remained standing, and repeated, 'Do not

fire,' but he was obliged to sit down, and some of his officers

carried him under a tree. The whole 'feat of arms,' as General

Cialdini described it, did not last more than a quarter of an hour.

Pallavicini approached the wounded hero bareheaded, and said that he

made his acquaintance on the most unfortunate day of his own life. He

was received with nothing but kind praise for doing his duty. The

first night was passed by the prisoner in a shepherd's hut. The few

devoted followers who were with him were strangely impressed by that

midnight watch; the moon shining on the forest, the shepherds' dogs

howling in the mountain silence, and their chief lying wounded, it

might be to death, in the name of the King to whom he had given this

land.

Next day, in a litter sheltered from the sun with branches of wild

laurel, Garibaldi was carried down the steep rocks to Scilla, whence

he was conveyed by sea to the fort of Varignano. It was not till after

months of acute suffering, borne with a gentleness that made the

doctors say: 'This man is not a soldier, but a saint,' that, through

the skill of the French surgeon, Nélaton, the position of the ball was

determined, and its extraction rendered possible.

A general amnesty issued on the occasion of the marriage of the King's

second daughter with the King of Portugal relieved the Government of

having to decide whether Garibaldi was to be tried, and if so, what

for; but the unpopularity into which the ministry had fallen could not

be so easily dissipated. The Minister of Foreign Affairs (Durando)

published a note in which it was stated that Garibaldi had only

attempted to realise, in an irregular way, the desire of the whole

nation, and that, although he had been checked, the tension of the

situation was such that it could not be indefinitely prolonged. This

was true, but it hardly improved the case for the Government. In Latin

countries, ministers do not cling to power; as soon as the wind blows

against them, they resign to give the public time to forget their

faults, and to become dissatisfied with their political rivals.

Usually a very short time is required. Therefore, forestalling a vote

of censure in the Chambers, where he had never yet had a real

majority, Rattazzi resigned office with a parting homily in which he

claimed to have saved the national institutions.

The administration which followed contained the well-known names of

Farini, Minghetti, Pasolini, Peruzzi, Delia Rovere, Menabrea. When

Farini's fatal illness set in, Minghetti replaced him as Prime

Minister, and Visconti Venosta took the Foreign Office. They found the

country in a lamentable state, embittered by Aspromonte, still

infected with brigandage, and suffering from an increasing deficit,

coupled with a diminishing revenue. The administrative and financial

unification of Italy, still far from complete, presented the gravest

difficulties. The political aspect of affairs, and especially the

presence of the French in Rome, provoked a general sense of

instability which was contrary to the organisation of the new state

and the development of its resources. The ministers sought remedies or

palliatives for these several evils, and to meet the last they opened

negotiations with France, which resulted in the compromise known as

the September Convention. It was long before the treaty was concluded,

as for more than a year the French Government refused to remove the

garrison on any terms; but in the autumn of 1864 the following

arrangement was signed by both parties: that Italy should protect the

Papal frontier from all attack from the outside; that France should

gradually withdraw her troops, the complete evacuation to take place

within two years; that Italy should waive the right of protest against

the internal organisation of the Papal army unless its proportions

became such as to be a manifest threat to the Italian kingdom; that

the Italian capital should be moved to Florence within six months of

the approval of the Convention by Parliament.

These terms were in part the same as those proposed by Prince Napoleon

to Cavour shortly before the death of that statesman, who had promised

to support them as a temporary makeshift, and in order to get the

French out of Italy. But they were in part different, and they

contained two new provisions which it is morally certain that Cavour

would never have agreed to--the prolongation of the French occupation

for two years (Cavour had insisted that it should cease in a

fortnight), and the transfer of the capital, which was now made a

_sine quâ non_ by Napoleon, for evident reasons. While it was clear

that Turin could not be the permanent capital of a kingdom that

stretched to Ætna, if once the seat of government were removed to

Florence a thousand arguments and interests would spring up in favour

of keeping it there. So, at least, it was sure to seem to a foreigner.

As a matter of fact, the solution was no solution; the Italians could

not be reconciled to the loss of Rome either by the beauty and

historic splendour of the city on the Arno, or by its immunity from

malaria, which was then feared as a serious drawback, though Rome has

become, under its present rulers, the healthiest capital in Europe.

But Napoleon thought that he was playing a trump card when he dictated

the sacrifice of Turin.

The patriotic Turinese were unprepared for the blow. They had been

told again and again that till the seat of government was established

on the Tiber, it should abide under the shadow of the Alps--white

guardian angels of Italy--in the custody of the hardy population which

had shown itself so well worthy of the trust. The ministry foresaw the

effect which the convention would have on the minds of the Turinese,

and they resorted to the weak subterfuge of keeping its terms secret

as long as they could. Rumours, however, leaked out, and these, as

usual, exaggerated the evil. It was said that Rome was categorically

abandoned. On the 20th of September crowds began to fill the streets,

crying: 'Rome or Turin!' and on the two following days there were

encounters between the populace and the military, in which the latter

resorted to unnecessary and almost provocative violence. Amidst the

chorus of censure aroused by these events, the Minghetti cabinet

resigned, and General La Marmora, who, as a Piedmontese, was fitted to

soothe the excited feelings of his fellow-citizens, was called upon to

form a ministry.

The change of capital received the sanction of Parliament on the 19th

of November. Outside Piedmont it was not unpopular; people felt that,

after all, it rested with themselves to make Florence no final

halting-place, but a step towards Rome. The Papal Government, which

had been a stranger to the late negotiations, expressed a supreme

indifference to the whole affair, even to the contemplated departure

of the French troops, 'which concerned the Imperial Government, not

the Pope,' said Cardinal Antonelli, 'since the occupation had been

determined by French interests.' It cannot be asserted that the Pope

ever assumed a gratitude which he did not feel towards the monarch who

kept him on his throne for twenty years.

This year, 1864, was marked by an incident which, though not a

political event, should never be forgotten in the history of Italian

liberation--Garibaldi's visit to England. He came, the prisoner of

Aspromonte, not the conqueror of Sicily: a distinction that might have

made a difference elsewhere, but the English sometimes worship

misfortune as other peoples worship success. No sovereign from oversea

was ever received by them as they received the Italian hero; a

reception showing the sympathies of a century rather than the caprice

or curiosity of an hour. Half a million throats shouted London's

welcome; the soldier of two worlds knew the roar of battle, and the

roar of the sea was familiar to the Nizzard sailor, but it is said

that when Garibaldi heard the stupendous and almost awful British roar

which greeted him as he came out of the Nine Elms station, and took

his seat in the carriage that was to convey him to Stafford House, he

looked completely disconcerted. From the heir to the throne to the

crossing-sweeper, all combined to do him honour; where Garibaldi was

not, through the breadth of the land the very poor bought his portrait

and pasted it on their whitewashed cottage walls. London made him its

citizen. The greatest living English poet invited him to plant a tree

in his garden: a memory he recalled nearly at the close of his own

honoured life:--

Or watch the waving pine which here

The warrior of Caprera set,

A name that earth shall not forget

Till earth has rolled her latest year.

Garibaldi showed himself mindful of old friends; at the opera he

recognised Admiral Mundy in a box, and immediately rose and went to

offer him his respects. At Portsmouth, he not only went to see the

mother of Signora White-Mario (the providence of his wounded in many a

campaign), but also paid an unrecorded visit to two maiden sisters in

humble circumstances, who had shown him kindness when he was an exile

in England; they related ever afterwards the sensation caused by his

appearance in their narrow courtyard, where it was difficult to turn

the big carriage which the authorities had placed at his disposal. He

twice met the great Italian whom he addressed as Master: transferring,

as it were, to Mazzini's brows the crown of glory that surrounded his

own. Another exile, Louis Blanc, used to tell how, when he went to

call on Garibaldi, he found him seated on a sofa, receiving the homage

of the fairest and most illustrious members of the English

aristocracy; when the Friend of the People was announced (a title

deserved by Louis Blanc, if not for his possibly fallacious theories,

still for the rare sincerity of his life), the hero started to his

feet and most earnestly begged him to sit beside him. 'Which I could

not do!' the narrator of the scene would add with a look of comical

alarm for his threatened modesty.

These friendly passages with the proscripts in London, as well as the

stirring appeal spoken by Garibaldi on behalf of the Poles, did not

please foreign Powers. The Austrian ambassador shut himself up in his

house; it was remarked that the only members of the diplomatic body

who were seen at the Garibaldi _fêtes_ were the representatives of the

United States and of the Sublime Porte. The Emperor Napoleon was said

to be angry. Lord Palmerston assured the House of Commons that no

remonstrance had been received from France or from any foreign

government, and that if it had been received, it would not have been

heeded. Yet the English Government took the course of hinting to the

guest of England that his visit had lasted long enough. In some

quarters it was reported that they feared disturbances among the Irish

operatives in the manufacturing towns, had he gone, as he intended,

to the north. Whatever were the motives that inspired it, their action

in the matter cannot be remembered with complacency, but it was

powerless to undo the significance of the great current of enthusiasm

which had passed through the English land.

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