CHAPTER XVIII

THE WAR FOR VENICE

1864-1866

The Prussian Alliance--Custoza--Lissa--The Volunteers--Acquisition of

Venetia.

The change of capital was carried out in 1865, and the lull which

followed gave an appearance of correctness to the surmise that if the

September Convention had not solved the Roman question, it had,

anyhow, reduced it to a state of quiescence. But there were other

reasons why Rome was kept, for the moment, not indeed out of mind, but

out of sight. The opinion grew that the emancipation of Venice, too

long delayed, ought to take precedence of every other political

object. On this point there was no disagreement among the 22,000,000

free Italians, who felt the servitude of Venice to be an hourly

disgrace and reproach; no one even ventured to preach patience. A

curious chapter might be written on the schemes woven between the

Peace of Villafranca and the year 1866, for the realisation of the

unfulfilled promise of freedom from Alps to sea. Foremost among the

schemers was Victor Emmanuel, and if some persons may be shocked by

the idea of a royal conspirator, more will admire the patriotism which

made the King hold out his hand to Mazzini, whose sentiments about

monarchy, and especially about the Savoy dynasty, were a secret to no

one, least of all to him. But as Mazzini placed those sentiments on

second rank to the grand end of Italian unity, so the King, to serve

the same end, showed himself superior to prejudices which in most men

would have proved insuperable. The fact that Victor Emmanuel opened

negotiations with Mazzini, and maintained them, off and on, for years,

proves amongst other things, that he knew the exiled patriot better

than the world yet knew him. He may have understood that by turning

republican sympathies into the groove of unity (not their necessary or

even their most natural groove), Mazzini made an Italian kingdom

possible. There is reason to think that the King's ministers were

kept entirely ignorant of his correspondence with the Agitator. The

letters were impersonal drafts carried to and fro by means of trusted

emissaries; each party freely expounded his views, and stated the

terms on which his support could be given. Victor Emmanuel's favourite

idea was a revolution in Galicia. When Garibaldi returned from England

he was nearly commissioned to start for Constantinople, whence he was

to lead an expedition through Roumania into Galicia. It seems to have

been due to Garibaldi's own good sense that so extremely unpromising a

project was abandoned. General Klapka was another of Victor Emmanuel's

secret revolutionary correspondents. The very wildness of the plans

that floated in the air betokened the feverish anxiety to do something

which had taken hold of all minds.

In 1865 a scheme of a different sort, and of momentous consequences,

grew into shape. It was a scheme of which Cavour first guessed the

possibility, as well as the far-reaching results. In August 1865 Count

Bismarck asked General La Marmora whether Italy would join Prussia in

the contingency of a war with Austria? Only a year before he was still

thinking of carrying out his policy with the aid of Austria, and he

had offered to help her to wrench Lombardy from Italy (and from France

if she intervened), in payment for her consent to his designs. But

now, though the Austrians did not even remotely suspect it, his

thoughts were resolutely turned to the Italian alliance. Without this

alliance Italy might, indeed, have acquired Venice, but would the

German Empire have been founded?

For a time the proposal was suspended, owing to the temporary

understanding concluded between Prussia and Austria at Gastein; and

in the interim, General La Marmora urged the Viennese Government to

cede Venetia in return for a compensation of five hundred million

francs. But those whom the gods would destroy they make mad. Austria

preserved her infatuated sense of security almost till the rude

awakening caused by the rifle-shots that ushered in the campaign of

Sadowa.

One thing which contributed to keeping Europe in the dark as to the

impending cataclysm was the character and known tendencies of King

William I. of Prussia, whose conservative, not to say retrograde

sentiments made it difficult to picture him at the head of what was

really a great revolutionary movement, in spite of the militarism that

surrounded it. With consummate art, Count Bismarck little by little

concentrated all his master's ideas about royal divinity in general

into one overwhelming belief in his own divine right to be German

Emperor, and so transformed an obstacle into the corner-stone of the

edifice he wished to build. But this could hardly be foreseen. At the

New Year's Day reception of 1866, Napoleon announced an era of

universal peace; henceforth all nations were to arrange their

differences amicably, as had been done at Gastein If the illusion was

complete, it was destined to be of short duration.

In the spring the Prussian proposal to Italy was formally renewed, and

this time it was accepted. The secret treaty of an offensive and

defensive alliance for three months was signed on the 8th of April.

Less than three weeks later, Austria, which was slowly beginning to

feel some uneasiness, proposed to Napoleon the cession of Venetia,

while exacting from Italy only a simple promise of neutrality in case

of war. General La Marmora held the honour of the country and his own

to compel fidelity to the prior arrangement with Prussia, and he

refused the tempting offer. His choice has been variously

characterised as one of common honesty and of uncommon magnanimity; at

all events, it was of incalculable advantage to Prussia, which already

gave signs of not being a particularly delicate-minded ally. When La

Marmora asked Bismarck whether, in case Austria took the initiative of

attacking Italy, Prussia would intervene, the answer was 'No.'

The three countries now pushed on their war preparations: Austria with

less ardour than the others, as she still failed to more than faintly

realise her danger. The Italian army, which the opening of the year

found in a deplorably unserviceable condition, was rapidly placed on a

war-footing, and, considering the shortness of the time allowed for

the work, and the secrecy with which, at the outset, it had to be

conducted, it is generally agreed that La Marmora produced surprising

results. As was natural in an army which, except for the old

Piedmontese nucleus, might almost be called improvised, the weakest

points were the cavalry and the artillery. The infantry was good; not

only the picked corps of Bersaglieri, but also the line regiments were

equal to any troops likely to be opposed to them. No one can see the

fine appearance of a line regiment marching down the streets of an

Italian town without receiving the impression that, however much the

other branches of the service may have improved since the Sixties, the

fondest hopes of Italy in case of war still lie in that common soldier

who best supported the rigours of the Russian snows.

Unfortunately, the attention paid to the army was not extended to the

fleet, which continued totally unready; nor was the organisation of

the volunteers carried out in an efficient manner. The excuse

afterwards advanced was that not more than 15,000 enrolments were

expected, while the actual figure reached 35,000. Besides being from

its very bulk less manageable than the 'few and good' of 1859, this

mass of men was ill-provided with officers who could inspire and keep

discipline. Garibaldi's own generals, Bixio, Medici, Cosenz and

Sirtori, were now all in the regular army, and therefore not free to

join him. He begged for the loan of a few regular officers, indicating

amongst other names that of Colonel Pallavicini, who commanded against

him at Aspromonte: a trait characteristic of the man. But this

assistance, though promised, was not granted, and the same was the

case with the guns which were vainly asked for. Without charging La

Marmora with a deliberate intention of neglecting the volunteers, it

must be owned that under the influence of the prejudice which holds

irregular troops in small esteem, he did not do for them what ought to

have been done if their services were accepted at all.

The Austrian Southern Army, excellent in discipline and equipment

though weak in numbers, was commanded up to the outbreak of the war by

Field-Marshal Benedek, but he was called to Vienna to take command of

the unfortunate army of operation against Prussia, and was succeeded

in Italy by the Archduke Albrecht, with General Von John, an officer

of the first capacity, as chief of the staff.

The numerical strength of the forces which could be put in the field

has been stated with startling divergence by different military

writers on the war, but every calculation gives the Italian side

(exclusive of the volunteers) a superiority of not less than two to

one. The Austrian mobilised army has been reckoned at as low a figure

as 63,000, certainly an understatement, as it appears that the

Archduke mustered not less than 70,000 at the battle of Custoza. That

he mustered on that day every man he could produce is probably a fact.

Had the Italian generals followed the same rule, however enormous

their other errors might have been, they would have won. Of all

conceivable faults in a military commander that which is the least

pardonable is the neglect to crush his antagonist by force of superior

numbers when he has them at his disposal. How many great military

reputations have been built up, and justly built up, on the care never

to meet an enemy without the odds being largely in your favour!

For obvious political reasons the King of Italy assumed the supreme

command of the army, with General La Marmora as chief of the staff.

Cialdini had been offered the latter post, but he declined it,

objecting, it is said, to the arrangement by which the real head of

the army has no guarantee against the possible interference of its

nominal head. When La Marmora went to the front, Baron Ricasoli took

his place as Prime Minister; Visconti-Venosta became Minister of

Foreign Affairs; and the Ministry of the Marine was offered to

Quintino Sella, who refused it on the ground that he knew nothing of

naval matters. It was then offered to and accepted by a man who knew

still less, because he did not even know his own ignorance, Agostino

Depretis, a Piedmontese advocate.

Before the commencement of hostilities a secret treaty was concluded

between Napoleon III. and the Austrian Government, according to which

Venetia was to be ceded to the Emperor for Italy, even if Austrian

arms were victorious both on the Mincio and on the Maine. Napoleon's

real purpose in this singular transaction is not perfectly clear; but

he was probably acting under a semi-romantic desire to have the

appearance of completing his programme of freeing Italy from the Alps

to the Adriatic which had been interrupted at Villafranca. In spite of

his enmity towards Italian unity, there is no reason to doubt that he

was in very few things as sincere as in the wish to see the Austrians

out of Italy. His reckonings at this time were all founded on the

assumption that Prussia would be defeated; he even seems to have had

some hopes of getting the Rhine bank in return for his good offices on

behalf of that Power with triumphant Austria. Be this as it may, he

inspired the Italian Government (or rather La Marmora, for there were

then two Italian Governments, and the real one was on the Mincio) with

his own expectation of Prussian disasters, and it is possible that

this expectation had a material and unfavourable influence on the

manner of conducting the war in Italy.

Through the Prussian Minister at Florence, General La Marmora received

the draft of a plan of campaign which is known to have been prepared

by Count Moltke; in it the great feature was a descent on the

Dalmatian coast. From an independent quarter he received another plan

in which a descent on the east coast of the Adriatic was contemplated,

the main difference being that Istria, instead of Dalmatia, was

proposed for the landing-point. This second plan was modestly

submitted to him by Garibaldi, who was thus in substantial accord with

the Prussian strategist. The prospect which either of these plans

opened was one of great fascination. What Italian can look across the

sea to where the sun rises and forget that along that horizon lies a

land colonised by Rome and guarded for four hundred years by Venice?

Istria was marked out by Dante as the frontier province of Italy:

Si come a Pola presso del Quarnero

Che Italia chiude e i suoi termini bagna.

It forms, with the Trentino, what is called _Italia Irredenta_.

Although the feeling of Italians for unredeemed Italy is not what

their feeling was for Lombardy or Venetia, it is a mistake to imagine

that they have renounced all aspirations in that direction. Only

fanatics of the worst kind would be disposed to attempt, in the

present situation, to win those provinces by force, but that has

nothing to do with the matter. The aspiration exists and cannot help

existing. It has always been shared by patriots of all denominations.

An English statesman who called on Pius IX. was somewhat surprised by

the Pope saying that Italian unity was very well, but it was a pity it

did not include Trento and Trieste.

The case of Dalmatia is different; there the mass of the population is

unquestionably of a non-Italian race, though that race is one which,

whenever left to itself, seems created to amalgamate with the Italian.

Slav and Teuton are racially antagonistic, but the Slav falls into

Italian ways, speaks the Italian language and mixes his blood with

Italian blood: with what results Venice can tell. For more than two

thousand years the civilisation of Dalmatia has been exclusively

Latin; the Roman column points to the Venetian Campanile; all the

proudest memories are gathered round the Lion of St Mark, which in

every town, almost in every village, recalls the splendid though not

blameless suzerainty of the Serene Republic. The sky, the

olive-groves, the wild pomegranates make us think of Salerno; by the

spoken tongue we are often reminded of Tuscany, for few Italian

dialects are so pure. The political subjection of the country to Italy

dates from Augustus; its political subjection to Austria dates from

Napoleon. Dalmatia, with the glorious little commonwealth of Ragusa,

and the free city of Cattaro, was bartered away with Venice at Campo

Formio; and as with Venice, so with Dalmatia, the Holy Alliance

violated its own principle of restoring the proe-Napoleonic state of

things and confirmed the sale.

At the beginning of the war, Austria did not ignore that her loss of

territory might exceed Venetia. The Archduke Albrecht, in his

proclamation to his soldiers, appealed to them to protect their

mothers, wives and sisters from being ruled by a foreign race.

Even a successful raid upon Dalmatia or Istria need not have given

those districts to Italy, but it would have brought such an event

within the range of a moderately strong political telescope. The Slavs

(erected since into a party hostile to their Italian fellow-citizens

by a fostering of Panslavism which may not, in the long run, prove

sound policy for Austria) were then ready to make friends with anyone

opposed to their actual rulers. They would not have been easy to

govern after an Italian invasion; still less easy to govern would the

Latin element have been, which was and is _Italianissimo_. Since

Prussia became the German Empire, she has set her face against Italian

extension eastward, but in 1866, had her advice been intelligently

acted upon, it might have generated facts the logic of which none

would have had the power to stay.

Moltke's plan more than hinted at a march on Vienna by the Semmering,

and this is what is supposed to have induced La Marmora to treat it with

scorn. With the bogey of Prussia vanquished before his eyes, he

doubtless asked what the Italians would do at Vienna if they got there?

He put the plan in his pocket, and showed it neither to his staff nor to

the King, who would certainly have been attracted by it, as he had set

his heart on the volunteers, at least, crossing the Adriatic. With

regard to the campaign at home, both Moltke and Garibaldi counselled

turning the Quadrilateral in preference to a direct attack upon

fortresses which had been proved impregnable except with the assistance

of hunger, and at present they were better provisioned than in 1848. The

turning of the Quadrilateral meant the adoption of a route into Venetia

across the Po below Mantua. An objection not without gravity to that

route was the unfavourable nature of the ground which, being marshy, is

liable after heavy rains to become impassable. But against this

disadvantage had to be weighed the advantage of keeping out of the

mouse-trap, the fatality of which needed no new demonstration.

In Italy it is common to hear it said that it was necessary to station

a large army on the Mincio to bar the Archduke's path to Milan. But

apart from the rumoured existence of a promise to the French Emperor

not to invade Lombardy, it was unlikely that so good a general as the

Archduke would have taken his small army far from the security it

enjoyed among the four fortresses which, if the worst came to the

worst, assured him a safe line of retreat.

The plan adopted by La Marmora is vaguely said to have been that which

was prepared by the French and Sardinian staffs for use in 1859, had

the war been continued. But in what it really consisted is not to this

day placed beyond dispute. The army, roughly speaking, was divided

into halves; one (the larger) half under the King and La Marmora was

to operate on the Mincio; the other, under Cialdini, was to operate on

the lower Po. It is supposed that one of these portions was intended

to act as a blind to deceive the enemy as to the movements of the

other portion; the undecided question is, which was meant to be the

principal and which the accessory?

The volunteers were thrown against the precipices of the Tridentine

mountains, where a detachment of the regular army, well-armed and

properly supplied with artillery, would have been better suited for

the work. The Garibaldian headquarters was at Salò on the Lake of

Garda. Less than half of the 35,000 volunteers who appear upon paper,

were ever ready to be sent to the front. It was widely said that only

patriotism prevented Garibaldi from throwing up his command, so

dissatisfied was he with the conduct of affairs.

Prussia invaded Hanover and Saxony on the 16th of June, and declared

war with Austria on the 21st, one day after the Italian declaration of

war had been delivered to the Archduke Albrecht. On the 23rd La

Marmora's army began to cross the Mincio. It consisted of three _corps

d'armée_ under the command of Generals Durando, Cucchiari and Delia

Rocca, each corps containing four divisions. The force under Cialdini

was composed of eight divisions forming one _corps d'armée._ An

Italian military writer rates the numbers at 133,000 and 82,000

respectively. La Marmora acquired the belief that the Archduke's

attention was absorbed by Cialdini's movements on the Po, and that his

own operations on the Mincio would pass unobserved.

While the Italian commander had no information of what was going on in

the enemy's camp, the Archduke's intelligence department was so

efficient that he knew quite well the disposition of both Italian

armies. Cialdini's advance, if he meant to advance, was checked by

floods. On the night of the 23rd most of La Marmora's force bivouacked

on the left (Venetian) bank of the Mincio. No reconnaissances were made;

everyone supposed that the Austrians were still beyond the Adige, and

that they intended to stay there. The King slept at Goito.

Before the early dawn next morning the whole Italian army of the

Mincio had orders to advance. The soldiers marched with heavy

knapsacks and empty stomachs, and with no more precautions than in

time of peace. The Austrian Archduke was in the saddle at four a.m.,

and watched from an eminence the moving clouds of dust which announced

the approach of his unsuspecting foe.

La Marmora's intention had been to occupy the heights of Santa

Giustina, Sona and Somma Campagna, but the Archduke anticipated his

design, and while the Italians were moving from the Mincio, the

Austrians were ranging themselves in those positions. At half-past

five on the midsummer Sunday morning, the Austrian advance guard led

by Colonel Pulz came up with Prince Humbert's division near

Villafranca. The battle began dramatically, with a charge of the

splendid Polish and Hungarian Hussars, who dashed their horses against

the Italian squares, in one of which, opportunely formed for his

shelter, was the gallant heir to the throne. Bixio's division was also

engaged in this prelude, which augured not ill for the Italians, since

at about eight o'clock Pulz received the Archduke's orders to retire.

The first hours of the battle were spent in fortuitous encounters

along the extensive chain of hillocks which La Marmora had intended to

occupy. As the Italians approached each position they found it in the

possession of a strong force of the enemy. On the right, however,

Custoza and the heights between it and Somma Campagna had not been

occupied by the Austrians. Here La Marmora placed the flower of his

army, the Sardinian and Lombard Grenadiers, the latter commanded by

Prince Amedeo. The fighting continued through the day over very

widely distributed ground, but from about nine in the morning the

supreme interest was concentrated at and near Custoza, in which the

Archduke promptly detected the turning-point of the battle. To wrest

Custoza from the hold of the Italians was to the Austrians on the 24th

of June 1866, what the taking of the crest of Solferino had been to

the French on the 24th of June 1859. La Marmora in person led the

Grenadiers into action; they proved worthy of their reputation, but

after losing a great many men, Prince Amedeo being among the wounded,

they were obliged to retreat. At about midday, however, the Italian

prospects improved so much that in the opinion of Austrian military

writers, with moderate reinforcements they would have had a strong

probability of winning the battle. La Marmora saw the importance of

getting fresh troops into the field, but, instead of sending for the

divisions under Bixio and Prince Humbert, which since eight a.m. had

been fretting in inaction close by, at Villafranca, he rode himself to

Goito, a great distance away, to look after the reserves belonging to

the 2nd _corps d'armée_; a task which any staff officer could have

performed as well. This inexplicable proceeding left the army without

a commander-in-chief. The generals of division followed their

individual inspirations, Govone, Pianel and Cugia especially

distinguishing themselves: it is sad to think that death has removed

these three officers from the Italian ranks. But the Austrians fatally

gained ground, and as the afternoon closed in the Archduke began to

feel sure that the Italian reinforcements whose arrival he had so much

feared, were never coming. He therefore prepared for the final effort

which was to give him the well-deserved honours of the day. Towards

seven o'clock in the evening, his soldiers succeeded in storming the

heights of Custoza, and Austria could write a second battle of that

name among her victories.

The Italians lost 720 killed, 3112 wounded and 3608 prisoners. The

Austrian loss was 960 killed, 3690 wounded and 1000 prisoners. Both

sides were much tried by the scorching midsummer sun, but the Italians

laboured under the additional drawback of having to fight fasting. In

his report, the Archduke Albrecht mentioned that the prisoners said

they had not tasted food for twenty-four hours. In the same report, he

did ample justice to the courage of the Italian soldiers.

As has been stated, the Archduke fought Custoza with not less,

probably with rather more, than 70,000 men. The force which La Marmora

placed in the field was actually inferior in number. The divisions of

Bixio and Prince Humbert were kept doing nothing all day at a stone's

throw from the scene of action. Of the whole 2nd _corps d'armée_ only

a trifling detachment ever reached the ground. Inexplicably little use

was made of the Italian cavalry.

This bungling had lost the battle, but the fact that on the morrow,

six divisions of the army of the Mincio were practically fresh, might

have suggested to a general of enterprise to try again, since it was

known that the Archduke had not a single new man to fall back on. And

there was Cialdini on the Po with his eight divisions that had not

been engaged at all. But, instead of adopting a spirited course, the

Italian authorities gave way to unreasoning panic. It appears,

unfortunately, that the King was the first to be overcome by this

moral vertigo. The long and fiercely discussed question of who

telegraphed to Cialdini: 'Irreparable disaster; cover the capital,'

seems to have been settled since that general's death in 1892. It is

now alleged that the telegram, the authorship of which was disowned by

La Marmora, was signed by the King's adjutant, Count Verasio di

Castiglione. Cialdini obeyed the order and fell back on Modena.

Whether he was bound to obey an almost anonymous communication signed

by an irresponsible officer is a moot point; it is reported that he

repented having done so to the last day of his life.

A great event now happened across the Alps; one of the decisive

battles of the world was lost and won on the 5th of July at Sadowa

near Königgrätz in Bohemia. The fate of Europe was shaped on that day

for decades, if not for centuries. Of the immediate results, the first

was the scattering to the wind of all calculations based upon a long

continuance of the war, the issue of which, as far as Prussia was

concerned, could not be regarded as doubtful. In respect to Italy,

Austria's first thought was to prevent her from taking a revenge for

Custoza. She attempted to compass this by ceding Venetia to Napoleon

two days after Sadowa. It was making a virtue of necessity, as she was

bound in any case to cede it at the conclusion of the war; but as the

secret of the treaty had been well kept, the step caused great

surprise, and in Italy, where the public mind had leapt from profound

discouragement to buoyant hope, the impression was one of

embarrassment and mortification. Italy was distinctly precluded by her

engagement with Prussia from accepting Napoleon's invitation to

conclude a separate peace. Meanwhile, Austria gained by the move, as

it set her at liberty to recall the larger part of her troops from

Venetia for the defence of Vienna. Her honour did not require her to

contest the ground in a province which she had already given away.

When Cialdini, at the head of the reorganised Italian army of which he

now held the chief command, advanced across the Po to Padua, he found

the path practically open.

It was still possible for Italy to accomplish two things which would

have in a great measure retrieved her _prestige_. The first was to

occupy the Trentino; the second was to destroy the Austrian fleet.

With the means at her disposal she ought to have been able to do both.

In the earlier phases of Italian liberation, no one disputed that if

Lombardy and Venetia were lost to the Empire the Tridentine province,

wedged in as it is between them, would follow suit. When, in 1848,

Lord Palmerston offered his services as mediator between Austria and

revolted Italy, it was on a minimum basis of a frontier north of

Trento. The arguments for the retention of Trieste--that Austria had

made it what it was; that Germany needed it as a seaport, etc.--were

inapplicable here; and even after the defeat of Custoza, an occupation

of the Trentino, had it happened in conjunction with a naval victory,

would have opened a fair prospect to possession. But there was no time

to lose, and much time was lost by ordering Garibaldi to descend to

the southern extremity of the lake of Garda to 'cover Brescia' from an

imaginary attack. When the fear of an Austrian invasion subsided, and

Garibaldi returned to the mountains, he endeavoured to re-take the

position of Monte Suello which he had previously held, but the attempt

failed. The volunteers were forced to retire with great loss, and the

chief himself was wounded. On the 16th of July the volunteers renewed

their advance up the mountain ravines, and, after taking Fort Ampola,

reached the village of Bezzecca, where they were attacked by the

Austrians early on the 21st. Each side claimed that sanguinary day as

a victory; the Garibaldians remained masters of the ground, but the

Austrians, in retiring, took with them a large number of prisoners.

The losses of the volunteers on this and other occasions when they

were engaged were disproportionately heavy. They were spendthrift of

their lives, but in war, and especially in mountain warfare, caution

is as needful as courage, and in caution they were so deficient that

they were always being surprised. General Kuhn's numerically inferior

force of tried marksmen, supported by good artillery and favoured by

ground which may be described as one great natural fortification, had

succeeded up till now in holding the Trentino, but his position was

becoming critical, because while Garibaldi sought to approach Trento

from the west, Medici with 10,000 men detached from the main army at

Padua, was ascending the Venetian valleys that lead to the same

destination from the east. Kuhn was therefore on the point of being

taken between two fires when the armistice saved him.

These operations on the Tridentine frontier, though not without a real

importance, passed almost unnoticed in the excitement which attended

the first calamitous appearance of United Italy as a naval power.

When invited to assume the command of the Italian fleet, Admiral

Persano twice refused; it was only when the King pressed upon him a

third invitation that he weakly accepted a charge to which he felt

himself unequal. He had been living in retirement for some years, and

neither knew nor was known by most of the officers and men whom he was

now to command. The fleet under his orders comprised thirty-three

vessels, of which twelve were ironclads. The Austrian fleet numbered

twenty-seven ships, including seven ironclads. When the war broke out,

both fleets were far from ready for active service; but, while the

Austrian Admiral Tegethoff said nothing, but worked night and day at

Pola to make his ships and his men serviceable, Persano despatched

hourly lamentable reports to the Minister of Marine, without finding

the way to bring about a change for the better. He wasted time in

minutiæ, and took into his head to paint all the Italian ships a

light grey, which was of the greatest use to the Austrians in the

battle of Lissa, as it enabled them to distinguish between them and

their own dark-coloured ships.

After long delaying at Taranto, Persano brought his fleet to Ancona;

and, two days later, Tegethoff appeared in front of that town--not

knowing, it seems, that the Italian squadrons had arrived. Tegethoff

was bound on a simple reconnaissance, and, after firing a few shots,

he sailed away. On this occasion, Persano issued orders so hesitating

and confused that the Austrian admiral must have correctly gauged the

capacity of the man opposed to him, while the superior officers of the

Italian fleet were filled with little less than dismay. A strong

effort was made to induce Depretis to supersede Persano then and

there; he promised to do so, but it is said that the fear of offending

the King prevented him. Instead, he set about showering instructions

on the admiral, the worth of which may be easily imagined. The

mistrust felt by the fleet in its commander invaded all ranks; and if

it did not break out in open insubordination, it deprived officers and

men of all confidence in the issue of the campaign.

Left to himself, Persano would have stayed quietly at Ancona, but the

imperative orders of a cabinet council, presided over by the King,

forced him to take some action. Against the advice of Admiral Albini,

but in agreement with another admiral, Vacca, Persano decided to

attack the fortified island of Lissa, on the Dalmatian coast. Though

Lissa is a strong position, the usual comparison of it with Gibraltar

is exaggerated. It ought to have been possible to land the Italian

troops which Persano had with him under cover of his guns, and to take

the island before Tegethoff came up. The surf caused by the rough

weather, to which he chiefly attributed his failure, would not have

proved an insuperable obstacle had the ships' crews been exercised in

landing troops under similar circumstances.

Persano reached Lissa on the morning of the 18th of July, and began a

tremendous bombardment of the forts, which, though answered with the

highest spirit by the Austrians, did most deadly damage to their

batteries. In fact, by the evening, except one or two at a high

elevation, they were practically silenced. At six o'clock Captain

Saint Bon took the _Formidabile_ into the narrow harbour to silence

the inner works: a murderous fire rained on the corvette from Fort

Wellington, which was too high for the Italian guns to get it into

range. Though Saint Bon's attempt was not successful, the Italians had

effected most of what they aimed at, and might have effected the rest

had they continued the bombardment through the night, and so given the

Austrians no time to repair their batteries, but at sunset Persano

withdrew his fleet to a distance of eight miles. The Austrians worked

all night at mending the batteries that could still be used, and hoped

in the coming of Tegethoff.

The telegraph cable connecting the neighbouring island of Lesina with

the coast, and so with Pola, had been cut by Persano's orders; but

either (as the writer was told on the spot last year) there was another

line that was not noticed, or before the cable was destroyed the

official in charge got off a message to Tegethoff, informing him of the

arrival of the Italian fleet. An answer, to the effect that Tegethoff

would come to the rescue as soon as possible, fell into the hands of the

Italians, but Persano appears not to have believed in it.

The 19th was spent in attempts at landing, which the surf and the

energetic play of the repaired batteries rendered fruitless. The

bombardment was renewed, but it was not well conducted. Saint Bon, who

made another plucky entry into the harbour, was unsupported, and,

after an hour's fighting, he was obliged to retire, his ship having

suffered severely.

Next morning there was a blinding summer storm, but at about eight

o'clock the _Esploratore_ distinguished the forms of ironclads through

the rain, and signalled to Persano: 'Suspicious vessels in sight.'

Persano answered: 'No doubt they are fishing-boats.' When obliged to

admit the truth he gave the order to unite, his ships being scattered

in all directions with everything on board at sixes and sevens. The

troops which had again been attempting to land, were in boats, tossed

about by the heavy sea. The surprise was complete.

Persano fought the battle of Lissa with nine ironclads, most of which

had received some injuries during the bombardment. He ordered his

wooden ships to keep out of the action altogether. Tegethoff had seven

ironclads and fourteen wooden vessels, all of which he turned to the

best account.

Just before the battle Persano left his flagship, the _Re_ _d'Italia_,

and went on board the _Affondatore_. By somebody's mistake it was a

long time before the _Affondatore_ hoisted the admiral's flag, and

the fleet continued to look to the _Re d'Italia_ for signals when he

was no longer on board.

Contrary to a well-known rule in naval science, Persano formed his

squadron in single file, and quite at the beginning of the battle

Tegethoff managed to break the line by dashing in between the first

and second division whilst they were going at full speed, and under a

furious cannonade from their guns. This daring operation placed him

in the middle of the Italian ironclads, which, well directed, could

have closed round him and destroyed him, but they were not directed

either well nor ill--they were not directed at all. Persano put up

contradictory signals, most of which were not seen, and those which

were seen meant nothing. The plan followed by Admiral Tegethoff may be

best described in his own words: 'It was hard to make out friend from

foe, so I just rammed away at anything I saw painted grey.' Two

Italian vessels had been already damaged, but not vitally injured, by

the _Ferdinand Max_, when in the dense smoke a vast wall of grey

appeared close to the bows of the Austrian flagship, which, to the cry

of 'Ram her!' put on full steam and crashed into the enemy's flank.

The shock was so great that the crew of the _Max_ were thrown about in

indescribable confusion. The Italian ship was the _Re d'Italia,_ the

flagship which did not carry the admiral. She quivered for one, two,

some say for three minutes in her death agony, and then went down in

two hundred fathoms of water.

After the _Re d'Italia_ was struck, one of her seamen, thinking to

assert a claim to pity, began to lower her flag, but a young officer

pushed him aside and hoisted it again; so the great ship sank with her

colours flying. The incident was noticed by the Austrians, who spoke

of it in feeling terms. Willing enough were they to help, for after

the first cheer of triumph they felt sick with horror at their own

work, the fearful work of modern naval warfare. There were 550 men on

board the doomed ship. Tegethoff shouted for the boats to be lowered,

and signalled to the despatch boat _Elisabeth_ to pick up all she

could, but two Italian ironclads were bearing down upon him, and

little could be done to save the drowning multitude either by the

Austrians or by their own people. Persano did not know of the

disaster till some hours after it happened.

The sea had scarcely closed over the _Re d'Italia_ when another

misfortune occurred; the gunboat _Palestro_ took fire. Her captain,

Alfredo Cappellini, disembarked the sick and wounded, but remained

himself with the rest of the crew, endeavouring to put out the fire.

The ship blew up at 2.30 p.m., and over two hundred perished with her.

Persano, still on the _Affondatore_, now led his fleet out of action,

and it was the first time he had led it during the day. Tegethoff

gazed after the vanishing squadron with anxiety, as had Persano turned

and renewed the battle from a distance, he could have revenged his

defeat at close quarters without receiving a shot, owing to the longer

range of his guns. But for such an operation skilful manoeuvring was

wanted, and also, perhaps, more precision in firing than the Italian

gunners possessed. At any rate, Persano had no mind for new

adventures. He took what remained of his fleet straight back to

Ancona, where the _Affondatore_ sank in the harbour from injuries

received during the battle. For three days the Italian people were

told that they had won a victory, then the bitter truth was known. The

admiral, tried before the Senate, was deprived of his rank and command

in the Italian navy. The politician who, when convinced of his

unfitness, yet had not the nerve to remove him from his post, died,

full of years and honours, Prime Minister of Italy.

Lissa was fought on the 20th of July. On the 25th, Prussia signed the

preliminaries of peace with Austria without consulting her ally, who,

if unfortunate, had been eminently loyal to her. Thus the whole forces

of the Empire, not less than 350,000 men, were let loose to fall upon

Italy. Such was the wrathful disappointment of the Italians at their

defeats by land and sea, that if a vote had been taken they would

possibly have decided for a renewal of the struggle. Ricasoli was

inclined to risk war rather than bow to the Austrian demand that the

evacuation of the Trentino should precede the conclusion of an

armistice. At this crisis, La Marmora acted as a true patriot in

forcing the hand of the Ministry by ordering the recall of the troops

and sending General Petitti to treat directly with the Austrian

military authorities. 'They will say that we have betrayed the

country,' said the King in the interview in which these measures were

concerted; to which La Marmora answered: 'Come what may, I take the

whole responsibility upon myself.' 'This is too much,' replied Victor

Emmanuel with tears in his eyes; 'I, also, will have my part in it.'

In which brief dialogue the character of the two men stands revealed;

men who might fall short in talent or in judgment, not in honour.

The volunteers, so many of whose comrades lay dead along the mountain

gorges--who believed, too, that they were in sight of the reward of

their sacrifices--were thrown into a ferment, almost into a revolt by

the order to retreat. They had expected in a day or two to shake hands

with Medici, who, after some hard fighting, was within a march of

Trento. The order was explicit: instant evacuation of the enemy's

territory. Garibaldi, to whom from first to last had fallen an

ungrateful part, took up his pen and wrote the laconic telegram:

'Obbedisco.' 'I have obeyed,' he said to the would-be mutineers, 'do

you obey likewise.' Someone murmured 'Rome.' 'Yes,' said the chief,

'we will march on Rome.'

The armistice was signed at Cormons on the 12th of August, and the

treaty of peace on the 3rd of October at Vienna. Italy received Venice

from the hands of the French Emperor, whose interference since the

beginning of the campaign had incensed Prussia against her ally

without benefiting the Power which he affected and, perhaps, really

meant to serve. Italy would have received Venetia without his

interposition, for besides the Prussian obligation to claim it for

her, Austria had no further wish to keep it. Despite the fact that

Italian populations still remained under the rule of the Empire, the

melancholy book of Austrian dominion in Italy might be fairly said to

be closed forever. A new era was dawning for the House of Hapsburg,

which was to show that, unlike the Bourbons, it could learn and

unlearn.

The comedy of the cession of Venice to Napoleon was enacted between

General Le Boeuf and General Alemann, the Austrian military

commandant. Among other formalities, the French delegate went the

round of the museums and galleries to see that everything was in its

place. Suddenly he came upon a most suspicious blank. 'A picture is

missing here,' he said. 'It is, blandly assented the Austrian officer.

'Well, but it must be sent back immediately--where is it?' 'In the

Louvre.'

At last Austrians and French departed, and Italy shook off her

mourning, for however it had come about, the great object which had

cost so much blood, so many tears, was attained; the stranger was

gone!

Out of 642,000 votes, only 69 were recorded against the union of

Venetia with the Italian kingdom. When the plebiscite was presented

to the King, he said: 'This is the greatest day of my life: Italy is

made, though not complete.' On the 7th of November he entered Venice,

and of all the pageants that greeted him in the hundred cities of

Italy, the welcome of the Bride of the Adriatic was, if not the most

imposing, certainly the fairest to see. More touching, however, than

the glorious beauty of the Piazza San Marco and the Grand Canal in

their rich adornment, was the universal decoration of the poorest

quarters, which were all flagged and festooned so thickly that little

could be seen of the stones of Venice. One poor cobbler, however,

living at the end of a blind alley, had no flag, no garland to deck

his abode: he had therefore pasted three strips of coloured paper,

red, white and green, over his door, inscribing on the middle strip

these words, which in their sublime simplicity merit to be rescued

from oblivion: 'O mia cara Italia, voglio ma non posso fare più per

te.'

The Iron Crown of the Lombard Kings of Italy, which the Austrians had

taken away in 1859, was brought back and restored to the Cathedral of

Monza. Less presumptuous than Napoleon, Victor Emmanuel never placed

the mystical fillet upon his head, but it was carried after his coffin

to the Pantheon.

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