Lecture in the Music Hall, Boston, October 26, 1870.
“When kings make war,
No law betwixt two sovereigns can decide,
But that of arms, where Fortune is the judge,
Soldiers the lawyers, and the Bar the field.”
Dryden, Love Triumphant, Act I. Sc. 1.
MR. PRESIDENT,—I am to speak of the Duel
between France and Germany, with its Lesson to
Civilization. In calling the terrible war now waging
a Duel, I might content myself with classical authority,
Duellum being a well-known Latin word for War.
The historian Livy makes a Roman declare that affairs
are to be settled “by a pure and pious duel”;[159] the
dramatist Plautus has a character in one of his plays
who obtains great riches “by the duelling art,”[160] meaning
the art of war; and Horace, the exquisite master
of language, hails the age of Augustus with the Temple
of Janus closed and “free from duels,”[161] meaning at
peace,—for then only was that famous temple shut.
But no classical authority is needed for this designation.
War, as conducted under International Law,
between two organized nations, is in all respects a
duel, according to the just signification of this word,—differing
from that between two individuals only in the
number of combatants. The variance is of proportion
merely, each nation being an individual who appeals to
the sword as Arbiter; and in each case the combat is
subject to rules constituting a code by which the two
parties are bound. For long years before civilization
prevailed, the code governing the duel between individuals
was as fixed and minute as that which governs the
larger duel between nations, and the duel itself was
simply a mode of deciding questions between individuals.
In presenting this comparison I expose myself to
criticism only from those who have not considered this
interesting subject in the light of history and of reason.
The parallel is complete. Modern war is the duel of
the Dark Ages, magnified, amplified, extended so as to
embrace nations; nor is it any less a duel because the
combat is quickened and sustained by the energies of
self-defence, or because, when a champion falls and lies
on the ground, he is brutally treated. An authentic
instance illustrates such a duel; and I bring before you
the very pink of chivalry, the Chevalier Bayard, “the
knight without fear and without reproach,” who, after
combat in a chosen field, succeeded by a feint in driving
his weapon four fingers deep into the throat of his adversary,
and then, rolling with him, gasping and struggling,
on the ground, thrust his dagger into the nostrils
of the fallen victim, exclaiming, “Surrender, or you are
a dead man!”—a speech which seemed superfluous;
for the second cried out, “He is dead already; you have
conquered.” Then did Bayard, brightest among the
Sons of War, drag his dead enemy from the field, crying,
“Have I done enough?”[162] Now, because the brave
knight saw fit to do these things, the combat was not
changed in original character. It was a duel at the
beginning and at the end. Indeed, the brutality with
which it closed was the natural incident of a duel. A
combat once begun opens the way to violence, and the
conqueror too often surrenders to the Evil Spirit, as
Bayard in his unworthy barbarism.
In likening war between nations to the duel, I follow
not only reason, but authority also. No better
lawyer can be named in the long history of the English
bar than John Selden, whose learning was equalled only
by his large intelligence. In those conversations which
under the name of “Table-Talk” continue still to instruct,
the wise counsellor, after saying that the Church
allowed the duel anciently, and that in the public liturgies
there were prayers appointed for duellists to say,
keenly inquires, “But whether is this lawful?” And
then he answers, “If you grant any war lawful, I make
no doubt but to convince it.”[163] Selden regarded the
simple duel and the larger war as governed by the same
rule. Of course the exercise of force in the suppression
of rebellion, or in the maintenance of laws, stands
on a different principle, being in its nature a constabulary
proceeding, which cannot be confounded with the
duel. But my object is not to question the lawfulness
of war; I would simply present an image, enabling you
to see the existing war in its true character.
The duel in its simplest form is between two individuals.
In early ages it was known sometimes as the
Judicial Combat, and sometimes as Trial by Battle.
Not only points of honor, but titles to land, grave questions
of law, and even the subtilties of theology, were
referred to this arbitrament,[164]—just as now kindred
issues between nations are referred to Trial by Battle;
and the early rules governing the duel are reproduced
in the Laws of War established by nations to govern
the great Trial by Battle. Ascending from the individual
to corporations, guilds, villages, towns, counties,
provinces, we find that for a long period each of these
bodies exercised what was called “the Right of War.”
The history of France and Germany shows how reluctantly
this mode of trial yielded to the forms of reason
and order. France, earlier than Germany, ordained
“Trial by Proofs,” and eliminated the duel from judicial
proceedings, this important step being followed by
the gradual amalgamation of discordant provinces in
the powerful unity of the Nation,—so that Brittany
and Normandy, Franche-Comté and Burgundy, Provence
and Dauphiny, Gascony and Languedoc, with the
rest, became the United States of France, or, if you
please, France. In Germany the change was slower;
and here the duel exhibits its most curious instances.
Not only feudal chiefs, but associations of tradesmen
and of domestics sent defiance to each other, and sometimes
to whole cities, on pretences trivial as those
which have been the occasion of defiance from nation
to nation. There still remain to us Declarations of War
by a Lord of Frauenstein against the free city of Frankfort,
because a young lady of the city refused to dance
with his uncle,—by the baker and domestics of the
Margrave of Baden against Esslingen, Reutlingen, and
other imperial cities,—by the baker of the Count Palatine
Louis against the cities of Augsburg, Ulm, and
Rottweil,—by the shoe-blacks of the University of
Leipsic against the provost and other members,—and
by the cook of Eppstein, with his scullions, dairy-maids,
and dish-washers, against Otho, Count of Solms.[165] This
prevalence of the duel aroused the Emperor Maximilian,
who at the Diet of Worms put forth an ordinance
abolishing the right or liberty of Private War, and instituting
a Supreme Tribunal for the determination of
controversies without appeal to the duel, and the whole
long list of duellists, whether corporate or individual,
including nobles, bakers, shoe-blacks, and cooks, was
brought under its pacific rule. Unhappily the beneficent
reform stopped half-way, and here Germany was
less fortunate than France. The great provinces were
left in the enjoyment of a barbarous independence, with
the “right” to fight each other. The duel continued
their established arbiter, until at last, in 1815, by the
Act of Union constituting the Confederation or United
States of Germany, each sovereignty gave up the right
of war with its confederates, setting an example to the
larger nations. The terms of this important stipulation,
marking a stage in German unity, were as follows:—
“The members of the Confederation further bind themselves
under no pretext to make war upon one another, or to
pursue their differences by force of arms, but to submit them
to the Diet.”[166]
Better words could not be found for the United
States of Europe, in the establishment of that Great
Era when the Duel shall cease to be the recognized
Arbiter of Nations.
With this exposition, which I hope is not too long,
it is easy to see how completely a war between two
nations is a duel,—and, yet further, how essential it is
to that assured peace which civilization requires, that
the duel, which is no longer tolerated as arbiter between
individuals, between towns, between counties,
between provinces, should cease to be tolerated as such
between nations. Take our own country, for instance.
In a controversy between towns, the local law provides
a judicial tribunal; so also in a controversy between
counties. Ascending still higher, suppose a controversy
between two States of our Union; the National Constitution
establishes a judicial tribunal, being the Supreme
Court of the United States. But at the next stage
there is a change. Let the controversy arise between
two nations, and the Supreme Law, which is the Law
of Nations, establishes, not a judicial tribunal, but the
duel, as arbiter. What is true of our country is true of
other countries where civilization has a foothold, and
especially of France and Germany. The duel, though
abolished as arbiter at home, is continued as arbiter
abroad. And since it is recognized by International
Law and subjected to a code, it is in all respects an
Institution. War is an institution sanctioned by International
Law, as Slavery, wherever it exists, is an
institution sanctioned by Municipal Law. But this
institution is nothing but the duel of the Dark Ages,
prolonged into this generation, and showing itself in
portentous barbarism.
Therefore am I right, when I call the existing combat
between France and Germany a Duel. I beg you
to believe that I do this with no idle purpose of illustration
or criticism, but because I would prepare the
way for a proper comprehension of the remedy to be
applied. How can this terrible controversy be adjusted?
I see no practical method, which shall reconcile the
sensibilities of France with the guaranties due to Germany,
short of a radical change in the War System itself.
That Security for the Future which Germany
may justly exact can be obtained in no way so well as
by the disarmament of France, to be followed naturally
by the disarmament of other nations, and the substitution
of some peaceful tribunal for the existing Trial by
Battle. Any dismemberment, or curtailment of territory,
will be poor and inadequate; for it will leave
behind a perpetual sting. Something better must be
done.
Never in history has so great a calamity descended
so suddenly upon the Human Family, unless we except
the earthquake toppling down cities and submerging a
whole coast in a single night. But how small all that
has ensued from any such convulsion, compared with
the desolation and destruction already produced by this
war! From the first murmur to the outbreak was a
brief moment of time, as between the flash of lightning
and the bursting of the thunder.
At the beginning of July there was peace without
suspicion of interruption. The Legislative Body had
just discussed a proposition for the reduction of the annual
Army Contingent. At Berlin the Parliament was
not in session. Count Bismarck was at his country
home in Pomerania, the King enjoying himself at Ems.
How sudden and unexpected the change will appear
from an illustrative circumstance. M. Prévost-Paradol,
of rare talent and unhappy destiny, newly appointed
Minister to the United States, embarked at Havre on
the 1st of July, and reached Washington on the morning
of the 14th of July. He assured me that when he
left France there was no talk or thought of war. During
his brief summer voyage the whole startling event
had begun and culminated. Prince Leopold of Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen
being invited to become candidate
for the throne of Spain, France promptly sent her defiance
to Prussia, followed a few days later by formal
Declaration of War. The Minister was oppressed by
the grave tidings coming upon him so unprepared, and
sought relief in self-slaughter, being the first victim of
the war. Everything moved with a rapidity borrowed
from the new forces supplied by human invention, and
the Gates of War swung wide open.
A few incidents exhibit this movement. It was on
the 30th of June, while discussing the proposed reduction
of the Army, that Émile Ollivier, the Prime-Minister,
said openly: “The Government has no kind of disquietude;
at no epoch has the maintenance of peace
been more assured; on whatever side you look, you see
no irritating question under discussion.”[167] In the same
debate, Garnier-Pagès, the consistent Republican, and
now a member of the Provisional Government, after
asking, “Why these armaments?” cried out: “Disarm,
without waiting for others: this is practical. Let the
people be relieved from the taxes which crush them,
and from the heaviest of all, the tax of blood.”[168] The
candidature of Prince Leopold seems to have become
known at Paris on the 5th of July. On the next day
the Duc de Gramont, of a family famous in scandalous
history, Minister of Foreign Affairs, hurries to the tribune
with defiance on his lips. After declaring for the
Cabinet that no foreign power could be suffered, by
placing one of its princes on the throne of Charles the
Fifth, to derange the balance of power in Europe, and
put in peril the interests and the honor of France, he
concludes by saying, in ominous words: “Strong in
your support, Gentlemen, and in that of the nation, we
shall know how to do our duty without hesitation and
without weakness.”[169] This defiance was followed by
what is called in the report, “general and prolonged
movement,—repeated applause”; and here was the
first stage in the duel. Its character was recognized at
once in the Chamber. Garnier-Pagès exclaimed, in
words worthy of memory: “It is dynastic questions
which trouble the peace of Europe. The people have
only reason to love and aid each other.”[170] Though
short, better than many long speeches. Crémieux, an
associate in the Provisional Government of 1848, insisted
that the utterance of the Minister was “a menace
of war”; and Emmanuel Arago, son of the great
Republican astronomer and mathematician, said that
the Minister “had declared war.”[171] These patriotic
representatives were not mistaken. The speech made
peace difficult, if not impossible. It was a challenge
to Prussia.
Europe watched with dismay as the gauntlet was
thus rudely flung down, while on this side of the Atlantic,
where France and Germany commingle in the
enjoyment of our equal citizenship, the interest was
intense. Morning and evening the telegraph made us
all partakers of the hopes and fears agitating the world.
Too soon it was apparent that the exigence of France
would not be satisfied, while already her preparations
for war were undisguised. At all the naval stations,
from Toulon to Cherbourg, the greatest activity prevailed.
Marshal MacMahon was recalled from Algeria,
and transports were made ready to bring back the
troops from that colony.
Meanwhile the candidature of Prince Leopold was
renounced by him. But this was not enough. The
King of Prussia was asked to promise that it should
in no event ever be renewed,—which he declined to
do, reserving to himself the liberty of consulting circumstances.
This requirement was the more offensive,
inasmuch as it was addressed exclusively to Prussia,
while nothing was said to Spain, the principal in the
business. Then ensued an incident proper for comedy,
if it had not become the declared cause of tragedy.
The French Ambassador, Count Benedetti, who, on intelligence
of the candidature, had followed the King
to Ems, his favorite watering-place, and there in successive
interviews pressed him to order its withdrawal,
now, on its voluntary renunciation, proceeding to urge
the new demand, and after an extended conversation,
and notwithstanding its decided refusal, seeking, nevertheless,
another audience the same day on this subject,
his Majesty, with perfect politeness, sent him word by
an adjutant in attendance, that he had no other answer
to make than the one already given: and this refusal
to receive the Ambassador was promptly communicated
by telegraph, for the information especially of the different
German governments.[172]
These simple facts, insufficient for the slightest quarrel,
intolerable in the pettiness of the issue disclosed,
and monstrous as reason for war between two civilized
nations, became the welcome pretext. Swiftly, and
with ill-disguised alacrity, the French Cabinet took the
next step in the duel. On the 15th of July the Prime-Minister
read from the tribune a manifesto setting forth
the griefs of France,—being, first, the refusal of the
Prussian King to promise for the future, and, secondly,
his refusal to receive the French Ambassador, with the
communication of this refusal, as was alleged, “officially
to the Cabinets of Europe,” which was a mistaken
allegation:[173] and the paper concludes by announcing
that since the preceding day the Government had called
in the reserves, and that they would immediately take
the measures necessary to secure the interests, the safety,
and the honor of France.[174] This was war.
Some there were who saw the fearful calamity, the
ghastly crime, then and there initiated. The scene that
ensued belongs to this painful record. The paper announcing
war was followed by prolonged applause.
The Prime-Minister added soon after in debate, that he
accepted the responsibility with “a light heart.”[175] Not
all were in this mood. Esquiros, the Republican, cried
from his seat, in momentous words, “You have a light
heart, and the blood of nations is about to flow!” To
the apology of the Prime-Minister, “that in the discharge
of a duty the heart is not troubled,” Jules Favre,
the Republican leader, of acknowledged moderation and
ability, flashed forth, “When the discharge of this duty
involves the slaughter of two nations, one may well
have the heart troubled!” Beyond these declarations,
giving utterance to the natural sentiments of humanity,
was the positive objection, most forcibly presented by
Thiers, so famous in the Chamber and in literature,
“that the satisfaction due to France had been accorded
her,—that Prussia had expiated by a check the grave
fault she had committed,”—that France had prevailed
in substance, and all that remained was “a question of
form,” “a question of susceptibility,” “questions of etiquette.”
The experienced statesman asked for the dispatches.
Then came a confession. The Prime-Minister
replied, that he had “nothing to communicate,—that, in
the true sense of the term, there had been no dispatches,—that
there were only verbal communications gathered
up in reports, which, according to diplomatic usage, are
not communicated.” Here Emmanuel Arago interrupted:
“It is on these reports that you make war!” The
Prime-Minister proceeded to read two brief telegrams
from Count Benedetti at Ems, when De Choiseul very
justly exclaimed: “We cannot make war on that ground;
it is impossible!” Others cried out from their seats,—Garnier-Pagès
saying, “These are phrases”; Emmanuel
Arago protesting, “On this the civilized world will
pronounce you wrong”; to which Jules Favre added,
“Unhappily, true!” Thiers and Jules Favre, with
vigorous eloquence, charged the war upon the Cabinet:
Thiers declaring, “I regret to be obliged to say that we
have war by the fault of the Cabinet”; Jules Favre
alleging, “If we have war, it is thanks to the politics of
the Cabinet; … from the exposition that has been
made, so far as the general interests of the two countries
are concerned, there is no avowable motive for war.”
Girault exclaimed, in similar spirit: “We would be
among the first to come forward in a war for the country,
but we do not wish to come forward in a dynastic
and aggressive war.” The Duc de Gramont, who on the
6th of July flung down the gauntlet, spoke once more
for the Cabinet, stating solemnly, what was not the fact,
that the Prussian Government had communicated to all
the Cabinets of Europe the refusal to receive the French
Ambassador, and then on this misstatement ejaculating:
“It is an outrage on the Emperor and on France; and
if, by impossibility, there were found in my country a
Chamber to bear and tolerate it, I would not remain five
minutes Minister of Foreign Affairs.” In our country
we have seen how the Southern heart was fired; so also
was fired the heart of France. The Duke descended
from the tribune amidst prolonged applause, with cries
of “Bravo!”—and at his seat (so says the report) “received
numerous felicitations.” Such was the atmosphere
of the Chamber at this eventful moment. The orators
of the Opposition, pleading for delay in the interest of
peace, were stifled; and when Gambetta, the young and
fearless Republican, made himself heard in calling for
the text of the dispatch communicating the refusal to
receive the Ambassador, to the end that the Chamber,
France, and all Europe might judge of its character, he
was answered by the Prime-Minister with the taunt
that “for the first time in a French Assembly there
were such difficulties on a certain side in explaining a
question of honor.” Such was the case as presented by
the Prime-Minister, and on this question of honor he
accepted war “with a light heart.” Better say, with no
heart at all;—for whoso could find in this condition of
things sufficient reason for war was without heart.[176]
During these brief days of solicitude, from the 6th to
the 15th of July, England made an unavailing effort
for peace. Lord Lyons was indefatigable; and he was
sustained at home by Lord Granville, who as a last resort
reminded the two parties of the stipulation at the
Congress of Paris, which they had accepted, in favor of
Arbitration as a substitute for War, and asked them to
accept the good offices of some friendly power.[177] This
most reasonable proposition was rejected by the French
Minister, who gave new point to the French case by
charging that Prussia “had chosen to declare that
France had been affronted in the person of her Ambassador,”
and then positively insisting that “it was this
boast which was the gravamen of the offence.” Capping
the climax of barbarous absurdity, the French Minister
did not hesitate to announce that this “constituted an
insult which no nation of any spirit could brook, and
rendered it, much to the regret of the French Government,
impossible to take into consideration the mode
of settling the original matter in dispute which was
recommended by her Majesty’s Government.”[178] Thus
was peaceful Arbitration repelled. All honor to the
English Government for proposing it!
The famous telegram put forward by France as the
gravamen, or chief offence, was not communicated to the
Chamber. The Prime-Minister, though hard-pressed,
held it back. Was it from conviction of its too trivial
character? But it is not lost to the history of the duel.
This telegram, with something of the brevity peculiar to
telegraphic dispatches, merely reports the refusal to see
the French Ambassador, without one word of affront or
boast. It reports the fact, and nothing else; and it is
understood that the refusal was only when this functionary
presented himself a second time in one day on
the same business. Considering the interests involved,
it would have been better, had the King seen him as
many times as he chose to call; yet the refusal was not
unnatural. The perfect courtesy of his Majesty on this
occasion furnished no cause of complaint. All that remained
for pretext was the telegram.[179]
The scene in the Legislative Body was followed by
the instant introduction of bills making additional appropriations
for the Army and Navy, calling out the
National Guard, and authorizing volunteers for the war.
This last proposition was commended by the observation
that in France there were a great many young people
liking powder, but not liking barracks, who would
in this way be suited; and this was received with applause.[180]
On the 18th of July there was a further
appropriation to the extent of 500 million francs,—440
millions being for the Army, and 60 for the Navy;
and an increase from 150 to 500 millions Treasury
notes was authorized.[181] On the 20th of July the Duc
de Gramont appeared once more in the tribune, and
made the following speech:—
“Conformably to customary rules, and by order of the
Emperor, I have invited the Chargé d’Affaires of France to
notify the Berlin Cabinet of our resolution to seek by arms
the guaranties which we have not been able to obtain by
discussion. This step has been taken, and I have the honor
of making known to the Legislative Body that in consequence
a state of war exists between France and Prussia, beginning
the 19th of July. This declaration applies equally to the
allies of Prussia who lend her the coöperation of their arms
against us.”[182]
Here the French Minister played the part of trumpeter
in the duel, making proclamation before his champion
rode forward. According to the statement of Count
Bismarck, made to the Parliament at Berlin, this formal
Declaration of War was the solitary official communication
from France in this whole transaction, being the
first and only note since the candidature of Prince
Leopold.[183] How swift this madness will be seen in a
few dates. On the 6th of July was uttered the first
defiance from the French tribune; on the 15th of July
an exposition of the griefs of France, in the nature
of a Declaration of War, with a demand for men and
money; on the 19th of July a state of war was declared
to exist.
Firmly, but in becoming contrast with the “light
heart” of France, this was promptly accepted by Germany,
whose heart and strength found expression in the
speech of the King at the opening of Parliament, hastily
assembled on the 19th of July. With articulation disturbed
by emotion and with moistened eyes, his Majesty
said:—
“Supported by the unanimous will of the German governments
of the South as of the North, we turn the more confidently
to the love of Fatherland and the cheerful self-devotion
of the German people, with a call to the defence
of their honor and their independence.”[184]
Parliament responded sympathetically to the King,
and made the necessary appropriations. And thus the
two champions stood front to front.
Throughout France, throughout Germany, the trumpet
sounded, and everywhere the people sprang to arms,
as if the great horn of Orlando, after a sleep of ages,
had sent forth once more its commanding summons.
Not a town, not a village, that the voice did not penetrate.
Modern invention had supplied an ally beyond
anything in fable. From all parts of France, from all
parts of Germany, armed men leaped forward, leaving
behind the charms of peace and the business of life.
On each side the muster was mighty, armies counting
by the hundred thousand. And now, before we witness
the mutual slaughter, let us pause to consider the two
parties, and the issue between them.
France and Germany are most unlike, and yet the
peers of each other, while among the nations they are
unsurpassed in civilization, each prodigious in resources,
splendid in genius, and great in renown. No two nations
are so nearly matched. By Germany I now mean
not only the States constituting North Germany, but
also Würtemberg, Baden, and Bavaria of South Germany,
allies in the present war, all of which together
make about fifty-three millions of French hectares, being
very nearly the area of France. The population of
each is not far from thirty-eight millions, and it would
be difficult to say which is the larger. Looking at finances,
Germany has the smaller revenue, but also the
smaller debt, while her rulers, following the sentiment
of the people, cultivate a wise economy, so that here
again substantial equality is maintained with France.
The armies of the two, embracing regular troops and
those subject to call, did not differ much in numbers,
unless we set aside the authority of the “Almanach de
Gotha,” which puts the military force of France somewhat
vaguely at 1,350,000, while that of North Germany
is only 977,262, to which must be added 49,949
for Bavaria, 34,953 for Würtemberg, and 43,703 for
Baden, making a sum-total of 1,105,867. This, however,
is chiefly on paper, where it is evident France
is stronger than in reality. Her available force at the
outbreak of the war probably did not amount to more
than 350,000 bayonets, while that of Germany, owing
to her superior system, was as much as double this
number. In Prussia every man is obliged to serve, and,
still further, every man is educated. Discipline and
education are two potent adjuncts. This is favorable
to Germany. In the Chassepot and needle-gun the
two are equal. But France excels in a well-appointed
Navy, having no less than 55 iron-clads, and 384 other
vessels of war, while Germany has but 2 iron-clads,
and 87 other vessels of war.[185] Then again for long
generations has existed another disparity, to the great
detriment of Germany. France has been a nation,
while Germany has been divided, and therefore weak.
Strong in union, the latter now claims something more
than that dominion of the air once declared to be hers,
while France had the land and England the sea.[186] The
dominion of the land is at last contested, and we are
saddened inexpressibly, that, from the elevation they
have reached, these two peers of civilization can descend
to practise the barbarism of war, and especially that the
land of Descartes, Pascal, Voltaire, and Laplace must
challenge to bloody duel the land of Luther, Leibnitz,
Kant, and Humboldt.
Plainly between these two neighboring powers there
has been unhappy antagonism, constant, if not increasing,
partly from the memory of other days, and partly
because France could not bear to witness that German
unity which was a national right and duty. Often it
has been said that war was inevitable. But it has come
at last by surprise, and on “a question of form.” So it
was called by Thiers; so it was recognized by Ollivier,
when he complained of insensibility to a question of
honor; and so also by the Duc de Gramont, when he
referred it all to a telegram. This is not the first time
in history that wars have been waged on trifles; but
since the Lord of Frauenstein challenged the free city
of Frankfort because a young lady of the city refused
to dance with his uncle, nothing has passed more absurd
than this challenge sent by France to Germany
because the King of Prussia refused to see the French
Ambassador a second time on the same matter, and
then let the refusal be reported by telegraph. Here is
the folly exposed by Shakespeare, when Hamlet touches
a madness greater than his own in that spirit which
would “find quarrel in a straw when honor’s at the
stake,” and at the same time depicts an army
“Led by a delicate and tender prince,
…
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that Fortune, Death, and Danger dare,
Even for an egg-shell.”
There can be no quarrel in a straw or for an egg-shell,
unless men have gone mad. Nor can honor in a civilized
age require any sacrifice of reason or humanity.
If the utter triviality of the pretext were left doubtful
in the debate, if its towering absurdity were not
plainly apparent, if its simple wickedness did not already
stand before us, we should find all these characteristics
glaringly manifest in that unjust pretension
which preceded the objection of form, on which France
finally acted. A few words will make this plain.
In a happy moment Spain rose against Queen Isabella,
and, amidst cries of “Down with the Bourbons!”
drove her from the throne which she dishonored. This
was in September, 1868. Instead of constituting a Republic
at once, in harmony with those popular rights
which had been proclaimed, the half-hearted leaders
proceeded to look about for a King; and from that
time till now they have been in this quest, as if it were
the Holy Grail, or happiness on earth. The royal
family of Spain was declared incompetent. Therefore
a king must be found outside,—and so the quest was
continued in other lands. One day the throne is offered
to a prince of Portugal, then to a prince of Italy, but
declined by each,—how wisely the future will show.
At last, after a protracted pursuit of nearly two years,
the venturesome soldier who is Captain-General and
Prime-Minister, Marshal Prim, conceives the idea of
offering it to a prince of Germany. His luckless victim
is Prince Leopold of Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen, a
Catholic, thirty-five years of age, and colonel of the first
regiment of the Prussian foot-guards, whose father, a
mediatized German prince, resides at Düsseldorf. The
Prince had not the good sense to decline. How his
acceptance excited the French Cabinet, and became the
beginning of the French pretext, I have already exposed;
and now I come to the pretension itself.
By what title did France undertake to interfere with
the choice of Spain? If the latter was so foolish as to
seek a foreigner for king, making a German first among
Spaniards, by what title did any other power attempt to
control its will? To state the question is to answer it.
Beginning with an outrage on Spanish independence,
which the Spain of an earlier day would have resented,
the next outrage was on Germany, in assuming that an
insignificant prince of that country could not be permitted
to accept the invitation,—all of which, besides
being of insufferable insolence, was in that worst dynastic
spirit which looks to princes rather than the people.
Plainly France was unjustifiable. When I say it was
none of her business, I give it the mildest condemnation.
This was the first step in her monstrous blunder-crime.
Its character as a pretext becomes painfully manifest,
when we learn more of the famous Prince Leopold, thus
invited by Spain and opposed by France. It is true
that his family name is in part the same as that of the
Prussian king. Each is Hohenzollern; but he adds Sigmaringen
to the name. The two are different branches
of the same family; but you must ascend to the twelfth
century, counting more than twenty degrees, before you
come to a common ancestor.[187] And yet on this most
distant and infinitesimal relationship the French pretension
is founded. But audacity changes to the ridiculous,
when it is known that the Prince is nearer in relationship
to the French Emperor than to the Prussian King,
and this by three different intermarriages, which do not
go back to the twelfth century. Here is the case. His
grandfather had for wife a niece of Joachim Murat,[188]
king of Naples, and brother-in-law of the first Napoleon;
and his father had for wife a daughter of Stéphanie
de Beauharnais, an adopted daughter of the first
Napoleon; so that Prince Leopold is by his father great-grand-nephew
of Murat, and by his mother he is grandson
of Stéphanie de Beauharnais, who was cousin and
by adoption sister of Hortense de Beauharnais, mother
of the present Emperor; and to this may be added still
another connection, by the marriage of his father’s sister
with Joachim Napoleon, Marquis of Pepoli, grandson of
Joachim Murat.[189] It was natural that a person thus
connected with the Imperial Family should be a welcome
visitor at the Tuileries; and it is easy to believe
that Marshal Prim, who offered him the throne, was
encouraged to believe that the Emperor’s kinsman and
guest would be favorably regarded by France. And
yet, in the face of these things, and the three several
family ties, fresh and modern, binding him to France
and the French Emperor, the pretension was set up that
his occupation of the Spanish throne would put in peril
the interests and the honor of France.
In sending defiance to Prussia on this question, the
French Cabinet selected their own ground. Evidently a
war had been meditated, and the candidature of Prince
Leopold from beginning to end supplied a pretext. In
this conclusion, which is too obvious, we are hardly left
to inference. The secret was disclosed by Rouher, President
of the Senate, lately the eloquent and unscrupulous
Minister, when, in an official address to the Emperor,
immediately after the War Manifesto read by the Prime-Minister,
he declared that France quivered with indignation
at the flights of an ambition over-excited by the
one day’s good-fortune at Sadowa, and then proceeded:—
“Animated by that calm perseverance which is true force,
your Majesty has known how to wait; but in the last four
years you have carried to its highest perfection the arming of
our soldiers, and raised to its full power the organization of
our military forces. Thanks to your care, Sire, France is
ready.”[190]
Thus, according to the President of the Senate, France,
after waiting, commenced war because she was ready,—while,
according to the Cabinet, it was on the point of
honor. Both were right. The war was declared because
the Emperor thought himself ready, and a pretext
was found in the affair of the telegram.
Considering the age, and the present demands of
civilization, such a war stands forth terrific in wrong,
making the soul rise indignant against it. One reason
avowed is brutal; the other is frivolous; both are
criminal. If we look into the text of the Manifesto
and the speeches of the Cabinet, it is a war founded on
a trifle, on a straw, on an egg-shell. Obviously these
were pretexts only. Therefore it is a war of pretexts,
the real object being the humiliation and dismemberment
of Germany, in the vain hope of exalting the
French Empire and perpetuating a bawble crown on
the head of a boy. By military success and a peace
dictated at Berlin, the Emperor trusted to find himself
in such condition, that, on return to Paris, he could
overthrow parliamentary government so far as it existed
there, and reëstablish personal government, where
all depended upon himself,—thus making triumph over
Germany the means of another triumph over the French
people.
In other times there have been wars as criminal
in origin, where trifle, straw, or egg-shell played its
part; but they contrasted less with the surrounding
civilization. To this list belong the frequent Dynastic
Wars, prompted by the interest, the passion, or the
whim of some one in the Family of Kings. Others
have begun in recklessness kindred to that we now
witness,—as when England entered into war with Holland,
and for reason did not hesitate to allege “abusive
pictures.”[191] The England of Charles the Second was
hardly less sensitive than the France of Louis Napoleon,
while in each was similar indifference to consequences.
But France has precedents of her own.
From the remarkable correspondence of the Princess
Palatine, Duchess of Orléans, we learn that the first
war with Holland under Louis the Fourteenth was
brought on by the Minister, De Lionne, to injure a petty
German prince who had made him jealous of his
wife.[192] The communicative and exuberant Saint-Simon
tells us twice over how Louvois, another Minister of
Louis the Fourteenth, being overruled by his master
with regard to the dimensions of a window at Versailles,
was filled with the idea that “on account of a
few inches in a window,” as he expressed it, all his
services would be forgotten, and therefore, to save his
place, excited a foreign war that would make him necessary
to the King. The flames in the Palatinate,
devouring the works of man, attested his continuing
power. The war became general, but, according to the
chronicler, it ruined France at home, and did not extend
her domain abroad.[193] The French Emperor confidently
expected to occupy the same historic region so often
burnt and ravaged by French armies, with that castle
of Heidelberg which repeats the tale of blood,—and,
let me say, expected it for no better reason than that
of his royal predecessor, stimulated by an unprincipled
Minister anxious for personal position. The parallel is
continued in the curse which the Imperial arms have
brought on France.
How this war proceeded I need not recount. You
have all read the record day by day, sorrowing for Humanity,—how,
after briefest interval of preparation or
hesitation, the two combatants first crossed swords at
Saarbrücken, within the German frontier, and the
young Prince Imperial performed his part in picking
up a bullet from the field, which the Emperor promptly
reported by telegraph to the Empress,—how this little
military success is all that was vouchsafed to the man
who began the war,—how soon thereafter victory followed,
first on the hill-sides of Wissembourg and then
of Woerth, shattering the army of MacMahon, to which
the Empire was looking so confidently,—how another
large army under Bazaine was driven within the strong
fortress of Metz,—how all the fortresses, bristling with
guns and frowning upon Germany, were invested,—how
battle followed battle on various fields, where
Death was the great conqueror,—how, with help of
modern art, war showed itself to be murder by machinery,—how
MacMahon, gathering together his scattered
men and strengthening them with reinforcements,
attempted to relieve Bazaine,—how at last, after long
marches, his large army found itself shut up at Sedan
with a tempest of fire beating upon its huddled ranks,
so that its only safety was capitulation,—how with the
capitulation of the army was the submission of the
Emperor himself, who gave his sword to the King of
Prussia and became prisoner of war,—and how, on the
reception of this news at Paris, Louis Napoleon and his
dynasty were divested of their powers and the Empire
was lost in the Republic. These things you know. I
need not dwell on them. Not to battles and their fearful
vicissitudes, where all is incarnadined with blood,
must we look, but to the ideas which prevail,—as for
the measure of time we look, not to the pendulum in
its oscillations, but to the clock in the tower, whose
striking tells the hours. A great hour for Humanity
sounded when the Republic was proclaimed. And this
I say, even should it fail again; for every attempt contributes
to the final triumph.
The war, from the pretext at its beginning to the
capitulation at Sedan, has been a succession of surprises,
where the author of the pretext was a constant
sufferer. Nor is this strange. Falstaff says, with humorous
point, “See now how wit may be made a Jack-a-lent,
when ’tis upon ill employment!”[194]—and another
character, in a play of Beaumont and Fletcher,
reveals the same evil destiny in stronger terms, when
he says,—
“Hell gives us art to reach the depth of sin,
But leaves us wretched fools, when we are in.”
[195]
And this was precisely the condition of the French
Empire. Germany perhaps had one surprise, at the
sudden adoption of the pretext for war. But the Empire
has known nothing but surprise. A fatal surprise
was the promptitude with which all the German States,
outside of Austrian rule, accepted the leadership of
Prussia, and joined their forces to hers. Differences
were forgotten,—whether the hate of Hanover, the
dread of Würtemberg, the coolness of Bavaria, the opposition
of Saxony, or the impatience of the Hanse Towns
at lost importance. Hanover would not rise; the other
States and cities would not be detached. On the day
after the reading of the War Manifesto at the French
tribune, even before the King’s speech to the Northern
Parliament, the Southern States began to move. German
unity stood firm, and this was the supreme surprise
for France with which the war began. On one
day the Emperor in his Official Journal declares his object
to be the deliverance of Bavaria from Prussian oppression,
and on the very next day the Crown Prince of
Prussia, at the head of Bavarian troops, crushes an Imperial
army.
Then came the manifest inferiority of the Imperial
army, everywhere outnumbered, which was another surprise,—the
manifest inferiority of the Imperial artillery,
also a surprise,—the manifest inferiority of the
Imperial generals, still a surprise. Above these was a
prevailing inefficiency and improvidence, which very
soon became conspicuous, and this was a surprise. The
strength of Germany, as now exhibited, was a surprise.
And when the German armies entered France, every
step was a surprise. Wissembourg was a surprise; so
was Woerth; so was Beaumont; so was Sedan. Every
encounter was a surprise. Abel Douay, the French
general, who fell bravely fighting at Wissembourg, the
first sacrifice on the battle-field, was surprised; so was
MacMahon, not only at the beginning, but at the end.
He thought that the King and Crown Prince were
marching on Paris. So they were,—but they turned
aside for a few days to surprise a whole army of more
than a hundred thousand men, terrible with cannon and
newly invented implements of war, under a Marshal
of France, and with an Emperor besides. As this succession
of surprises was crowned with what seemed the
greatest surprise of all, there remained a greater still in
the surprise of the French Empire. No Greek Nemesis
with unrelenting hand ever dealt more incessantly the
unavoidable blow, until the Empire fell as a dead body
falls, while the Emperor became a captive and the Empress
a fugitive, with their only child a fugitive also.
The poet says:—
“Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy
In sceptred pall come sweeping by.”
[196]
It has swept before the eyes of all. Beneath that sceptred
pall is the dust of a great Empire, founded and
ruled by Louis Napoleon; if not the dust of the Emperor
also, it is because he was willing to sacrifice others
rather than himself.
Twice before have French sovereigns yielded on the
battle-field, and become prisoners of war; but never
before was capitulation so vast. Do their fates furnish
any lesson? At the Battle of Poitiers, memorable
in English history, John, King of France, became the
prisoner of Edward the Black Prince. His nobles, one
after another, fell by his side, but he contended valiantly
to the last, until, spent with fatigue and overcome
by numbers, he surrendered. His son, of the
same age as the son of the French Emperor, was
wounded while battling for his father. The courtesy
of the English Prince conquered more than his arms.
I quote the language of Hume:—
“More touched by Edward’s generosity than by his own
calamities, he confessed, that, notwithstanding his defeat and
captivity, his honor was still unimpaired, and that, if he
yielded the victory, it was at least gained by a prince of such
consummate valor and humanity.”[197]
The King was taken to England, where, after swelling
the triumphal pageant of his conqueror, he made a disgraceful
treaty for the dismemberment of France, which
the indignant nation would not ratify. A captivity of
more than four years was terminated by a ransom of
three million crowns in gold,—an enormous sum, more
than ten million dollars in our day. Evidently the King
was unfortunate, for he did not continue in France, but,
under the influence of motives differently stated, returned
to England, where he died. Surely here is a
lesson.
More famous than John was Francis, with salamander
crest, also King of France, and rich in gayety,
whose countenance, depicted by that art of which he
was the patron, stands forth conspicuous in the line of
kings. As the French Emperor attacked Germany, so
did the King enter Italy, and he was equally confident
of victory. On the field of Pavia he encountered an
army of Charles the Fifth, but commanded by his generals,
when, after fighting desperately and killing seven
men with his own hand, he was compelled to surrender.
His mother was at the time Regent of France, and to
her he is said to have written the sententious letter,
“All is lost except honor.” No such letter was written
by Francis,[198] nor do we know of any such letter by Louis
Napoleon; but the situation of the two Regents was
identical. Here are the words in which Hume describes
the condition of the earlier:—
“The Princess was struck with the greatness of the calamity.
She saw the kingdom without a sovereign, without an
army, without generals, without money, surrounded on every
side by implacable and victorious enemies; and her chief resource,
in her present distresses, were the hopes which she
entertained of peace, and even of assistance from the King
of England.”[199]
Francis became the prisoner of Charles the Fifth,
and was conveyed to Madrid, where, after a year of
captivity, he was at length released, crying out, as he
crossed the French frontier, “Behold me King again!”[200]
Is not the fate of Louis Napoleon prefigured in the exile
and death of his royal predecessor John, rather than
in the return of Francis with his delighted cry?
The fall of Louis Napoleon is natural. It is hard to
see how it could be otherwise, so long as we continue to
“assert eternal Providence,
And justify the ways of God to men.”
[201]
Had he remained successful to the end, and died peacefully
on the throne, his name would have been a perpetual
encouragement to dishonesty and crime. By
treachery without parallel, breaking repeated promises
and his oath of office, he was able to trample on the
Republic. Taking his place in the National Assembly
after long exile, the adventurer made haste to declare
exultation in regaining his country and all his rights as
citizen, with the ejaculation, “The Republic has given
me this happiness: let the Republic receive my oath
of gratitude, my oath of devotion!”—and next he proclaimed
that there was nobody to surpass him in determined
consecration “to the defence of order and to the
establishment of the Republic.”[202] Good words these.
Then again, when candidate for the Presidency, in a
manifesto to the electors he gave another pledge, announcing
that he “would devote himself altogether,
without mental reservation, to the establishment of a
Republic, wise in its laws, honest in its intentions, great
and strong in its acts”; and he volunteered further
words, binding him in special loyalty, saying that he
“should make it a point of honor to leave to his successor,
at the end of four years, power strengthened, liberty
intact, real progress accomplished.”[203] How these plain
and unequivocal engagements were openly broken you
shall see.
Chosen by the popular voice, his inauguration took
place as President of the Republic, when he solemnly
renewed the engagements already assumed. Ascending
from his seat in the Assembly to the tribune, and holding
up his hand, he took the following oath of office:
“In presence of God, and before the French people,
represented by the National Assembly, I swear to remain
faithful to the Democratic Republic One and
Indivisible, and to fulfil all the duties which the Constitution
imposes upon me.” This was an oath. Then,
addressing the Assembly, he said: “The suffrages of the
nation and the oath which I have just taken prescribe
my future conduct. My duty is marked out. I will
fulfil it as a man of honor.” Again he attests his
honor. Then, after deserved tribute to his immediate
predecessor and rival, General Cavaignac, on his loyalty
of character, and that sentiment of duty which he declares
to be “the first quality in the chief of a State,”
he renews his vows to the Republic, saying, “We have,
Citizen Representatives, a great mission to fulfil; it is
to found a Republic in the interest of all”; and he
closed amidst cheers for the Republic.[204] And yet, in the
face of this oath of office and this succession of most
solemn pledges, where he twice attests his honor, he
has hardly become President before he commences plotting
to make himself Emperor, until, at last, by violence
and blood, with brutal butchery in the streets of Paris,
he succeeded in overthrowing the Republic, to which he
was bound by obligations of gratitude and duty, as well
as by engagements in such various form. The Empire
was declared. Then followed his marriage, and a dynastic
ambition to assure the crown for his son.
Early in life a “Charcoal” conspirator against kings,[205]
he now became a crowned conspirator against republics.
The name of Republic was to him a reproof, while
its glory was a menace. Against the Roman Republic
he conspired early; and when the rebellion waged
by Slavery seemed to afford opportunity, he conspired
against our Republic, promoting as far as he dared the
independence of the Slave States, and at the same time
on the ruins of the Mexican Republic setting up a mock
Empire. In similar spirit has he conspired against German
Unity, whose just strength promised to be a wall
against his unprincipled self-seeking.
This is but an outline of that incomparable perfidy,
which, after a career of seeming success, is brought to a
close. Of a fallen man I would say nothing; but, for
the sake of Humanity, Louis Napoleon should be exposed.
He was of evil example, extending with his
influence. To measure the vastness of this detriment
is impossible. In sacrificing the Republic to his own
aggrandizement, in ruling for a dynasty rather than
the people, in subordinating the peace of the world to
his own wicked ambition for his boy, he set an example
of selfishness, and in proportion to his triumph was
mankind corrupted in its judgment of human conduct.
Teaching men to seek ascendency at the expense of
duty, he demoralized not only France, but the world.
Unquestionably part of this evil example was his falsehood
to the Republic. Promise, pledge, honor, oath,
were all violated in this monstrous treason. Never in
history was greater turpitude. Unquestionably he could
have saved the Republic, but he preferred his own exaltation.
As I am a Republican, and believe republican
institutions for the good of mankind, I cannot pardon
the traitor. The people of France are ignorant; he did
not care to have them educated, for their ignorance was
his strength. With education bestowed, the Republic
would have been assured. And even after the Empire,
had he thought more of education and less of his dynasty,
there would have been a civilization throughout
France making war impossible. Unquestionably the
present war is his work, instituted for his imagined advantage.
Bacon, in one of his remarkable Essays, tells
us that “Extreme self-lovers will set an house on fire,
and it were but to roast their eggs.”[206] Louis Napoleon
has set Europe on fire to roast his.
Beyond the continuing offence of his public life, I
charge upon him three special and unpardonable crimes:
first, that violation of public duty and public faith, contrary
to all solemnities of promise, by which the whole
order of society was weakened and human character was
degraded; secondly, disloyalty to republican institutions,
so that through him the Republic has been arrested in
Europe; and, thirdly, this cruel and causeless war, of
which he is the guilty author.
Of familiar texts in Scripture, there is one which,
since the murderous outbreak, has been of constant applicability
and force. You know it: “All they that
take the sword shall perish with the sword”:[207] and these
words are addressed to nations as to individuals. France
took the sword against Germany, and now lies bleeding
at every pore. Louis Napoleon took the sword, and is
nought. Already in that coup d’état by which he overthrew
the Republic he took the sword, and now the
Empire, which was the work of his hands, expires. In
Mexico again he took the sword, and again paid the
fearful penalty,—while the Austrian Archduke, who,
yielding to his pressure, made himself Emperor there,
was shot by order of the Mexican President, an Indian
of unmixed blood. And here there was retribution, not
only for the French Emperor, but far beyond. I know
not if there be invisible threads by which the Present
is attached to the distant Past, making the descendant
suffer even for a distant ancestor, but I cannot forget
that Maximilian was derived from that very family of
Charles the Fifth, whose conquering general, Cortés,
stretched the Indian Guatemozin upon a bed of fire,
and afterwards executed him on a tree. The death of
Maximilian was tardy retribution for the death of Guatemozin.
And thus in this world is wrong avenged,
sometimes after many generations. The fall of the
French Emperor is an illustration of that same retribution
which is so constant. While he yet lives, judgment
has begun.
If I accumulate instances, it is because the certainty
of retribution for wrong, and especially for the great
wrong of War, is a lesson of the present duel to be impressed.
Take notice, all who would appeal to war,
that the way of the transgressor is hard, and sooner or
later he is overtaken. The ban may fall tardily, but it
is sure to fall.
Retribution in another form has already visited France;
nor is its terrible vengeance yet spent. Not only are
populous cities, all throbbing with life and filled with
innocent households, subjected to siege, but to bombardment
also,—being that most ruthless trial of war, where
non-combatants, including women and children, sick
and aged, share with the soldier his peculiar perils, and
suffer alike with him. All are equal before the hideous
shell, crashing, bursting, destroying, killing, and changing
the fairest scene into blood-spattered wreck. Against
its vengeful, slaughterous descent there is no protection
for the people,—nothing but an uncertain shelter in
cellars, or, it may be, in the common sewers. Already
Strasbourg, Toul, and Metz have been called to endure
this indiscriminate massacre, where there is no distinction
of persons; and now the same fate is threatened
to Paris the Beautiful, with its thronging population
counted by the million. Thus is the ancient chalice
which France handed to others now commended to her
own lips. It was France that first in history adopted
this method of war. Long ago, under Louis the Fourteenth,
it became a favorite; but it has not escaped the
judgment of history. Voltaire, with elegant pen, records
that “this art, carried soon among other nations,
served only to multiply human calamities, and more
than once was dreadful to France, where it was invented.”[208]
The bombardment of Luxembourg in 1683
drew from Sismondi, always humane and refined, words
applicable to recent events. “Louis the Fourteenth,”
he says, “had been the first to put in practice this
atrocious and newly invented method of bombarding
towns, … of attacking, not fortifications, but private
houses, not soldiers, but peaceable inhabitants, women
and children, and of confounding thousands of private
crimes, each one of which would cause horror, in one
great public crime, one great disaster, which he regarded
as nothing more than one of the catastrophes of war.”[209]
Again is the saying fulfilled, “All they that take the
sword shall perish with the sword.” No lapse of time
can avert the inexorable law. Macbeth saw it in his
terrible imaginings, when he said,—
“But in these cases
We still have judgment here,—that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor.”
And what instruction more bloody than the bombardment
of a city, which now returns to plague the French
people?
Thus is history something more even than philosophy
teaching by example; it is sermon with argument and
exhortation. The simple record of nations preaches;
and whether you regard reason or the affections, it is
the same. If nations were wise or humane, they would
not fight.
Vain are lessons of the past or texts of prudence
against that spirit of War which finds sanction and
regulation in International Law. So long as the war
system continues, men will fight. While I speak, the
two champions still stand front to front, Germany exulting
in victory, but France in no respect submissive.
The duel still rages, although one of the champions is
pressed to earth, as in that early combat where the
Chevalier Bayard, so eminent in chivalry, thrust his
dagger into the nostrils of his fallen foe, and then
dragged his dead body off the field. History now repeats
itself, and we witness in Germany the very conduct
condemned in the famous French knight.
The French Emperor was the aggressor. He began
this fatal duel. Let him fall,—but not the people
of France. Cruelly already have they expiated their
offence in accepting such a ruler. Not always should
they suffer. Enough of waste, enough of sacrifice,
enough of slaughter have they undergone. Enough
have they felt the accursed hoof of War.
It is easy to see now, that, after the capitulation at
Sedan, there was a double mistake: first, on the part
of Germany, which, as magnanimous conqueror, should
have proposed peace, thus conquering in character as in
arms; and, secondly, on the part of the Republic, which
should have declined to wage a war of Imperialism,
against which the Republican leaders had so earnestly
protested. With the capitulation of the Emperor the
dynastic question was closed. There was no longer
pretension or pretext, nor was there occasion for war.
The two parties should have come to an understanding.
Why continue this terrible homicidal, fratricidal, suicidal
combat, fraught with mutual death and sacrifice?
Why march on Paris? Why beleaguer Paris? Why
bombard Paris? To what end? If for the humiliation
of France, then must it be condemned.
In arriving at terms of peace, there are at least three
conditions which cannot be overlooked in the interest of
civilization, and that the peace may be such in reality
as in name, and not an armistice only,—three postulates
which stand above all question, and dominate this
debate, so that any essential departure from them must
end in wretched failure.
The first is the natural requirement of Germany, that
there shall be completest guaranty against future aggression,
constituting what is so well known among us as
“Security for the Future.” Count Bismarck, with an
exaggeration hardly pardonable, alleges more than
twenty invasions of Germany by France, and declares
that these must be stopped forever.[210] Many or few,
they must be stopped forever. The second condition to
be regarded is the natural requirement of France, that
the guaranty, while sufficient, shall be such as not
to wound needlessly the sentiments of the French
people, or to offend any principle of public law. It is
difficult to question these two postulates, at least in the
abstract. Only when we come to the application is
there opportunity for difference. The third postulate,
demanded alike by justice and humanity, is the establishment
of some rule or precedent by which the recurrence
of such a barbarous duel shall be prevented. It
will not be enough to obtain a guaranty for Germany;
there must be a guaranty for Civilization itself.
On careful inquiry, it will be seen that all these can
be accomplished in one way only, which I will describe,
when I have first shown what is now put forward and
discussed as the claim of Germany, under two different
heads, Indemnity and Guaranty.
I have already spoken of Guaranty as an essential
condition. Indemnity is not essential. At the close
of our war with Slavery we said nothing of indemnity.
For the life of the citizen there could be no indemnity;
nor was it practicable even for the treasure sacrificed.
Security for the Future was all that our nation required,
and this was found in provisions of Law and Constitution
establishing Equal Rights. From various intimations
it is evident that Germany will not be content
without indemnity in money on a large scale; and it
is also evident that France, the aggressor, cannot, when
conquered, deny liability to a certain extent. The question
will be on the amount. Already German calculators
begin to array their unrelenting figures. One of
these insists that the indemnity shall not only cover
outlay for the German Army,—pensions of widows
and invalids,—maintenance and support of French
wounded and prisoners,—compensation to Germans
expelled from France,—also damage suffered by the
territory to be annexed, especially Strasbourg; but it is
also to cover indirect damages, large in amount,—as,
loss to the nation from change of productive laborers
into soldiers,—loss from killing and disabling so many
laborers,—and, generally, loss from suspension of trade
and manufactures, depreciation of national property,
and diminution of the public revenues:—all of which,
according to a recent estimate, reach the fearful sum-total
of 4,935,000,000 francs, or nearly one thousand
million dollars. Of this sum, 1,255,000,000 francs are
on account of the Army, 1,230,000,000 for direct damage,
2,250,000,000 for indirect damage, and 200,000,000
for damage to the reconquered provinces. Still further,
the Berlin Chamber of Commerce insists on indemnity
not only for actual loss of ships and cargoes from the
blockade, but also for damages on account of detention.
Much of this many-headed account, which I introduce
in order to open the case in its extent, will be opposed
by France, as fabulous, consequential, and remote. The
practical question will be, Can one nation do wrong to
another without paying for the damage, whatever it
may be, direct or indirect,—always provided it be
susceptible of estimate? Here I content myself with
the remark, that, while in the settlement of international
differences there is no place for technicality,
there is always room for moderation.
Vast as may be the claim of indemnity, it opens
no question so calculated to touch the sensibilities of
France as the claim of guaranty already announced by
Germany. On this head we are not left to conjecture.
From her first victory we have been assured that Germany
would claim Alsace and German Lorraine, with
their famous strongholds; and now we have the statement
of Count Bismarck, in a diplomatic circular, that
he expects to remove the German frontier further
west,—meaning to the Vosges Mountains, if not to
the Moselle also,—and to convert the fortresses into
what he calls “defensive strongholds of Germany.”[211]
Then, with larger view, he declares, that, “in rendering
it more difficult for France, from whom all European
troubles have so long proceeded, to assume the offensive,
we likewise promote the common interest of Europe,
which demands the preservation of peace.” Here
is just recognition of peace as the common interest of
Europe, to be assured by disabling France. How shall
this be done? The German Minister sees nothing but
dismemberment, consecrated by a Treaty of Peace.
With diplomatic shears he would cut off a portion of
French territory, and, taking from it the name of France,
stamp upon it the trade-mark of Germany. Two of its
richest and most precious provinces, for some two hundred
years constituent parts of the great nation, with
that ancient cathedral city, the pride of the Rhine, long
years ago fortified by Vauban as “the strongest barrier
of France,”[212] are to be severed, and with them a large
and industrious population, which, while preserving the
German language, have so far blended with France as
to become Frenchmen. This is the German proposition,
which I call the Guaranty of Dismemberment.
One argument for this proposition is brushed aside
easily. Had the fortune of war been adverse to Germany,
it is said, peace would have been dictated at Berlin,
perhaps at Königsberg, and France would have
carried her frontier eastward to the Rhine, dismembering
Germany. Such, I doubt not, would have been the
attempt. The conception is entirely worthy of that
Imperial levity with which the war began. But the
madcap menace of the French Empire cannot be the
measure of German justice. It is for Germany to show,
that, notwithstanding this wildness, she knows how to
be just. Dismemberment on this account would be
only another form of retaliation; but retaliation is
barbarous.
To the argument, that these provinces, with their
strongholds, are needed for the defence of Germany,
there is the obvious reply, that, if cut off from France
contrary to the wishes of the local population, and
with the French people in chronic irritation on this
account, they will be places of weakness rather than
strength, strongholds of disaffection rather than defence,
to be held always at the cannon’s mouth. Does Germany
seek lasting peace? Not in this way can it be
had. A painful exaction, enforced by triumphant arms,
must create a sentiment of hostility in France, suppressed
for a season, but ready at a propitious moment
to break forth in violence; so that between the two
conterminous nations there will be nothing better than
a peace where each sleeps on its arms,—which is but
an Armed Peace. Such for weary years has been the
condition of nations. Is Germany determined to prolong
the awful curse? Will her most enlightened
people, with poetry, music, literature, philosophy, science,
and religion as constant ministers, to whom has
been opened in rarest degree the whole book of knowledge,
persevere in a brutal policy belonging to another
age, and utterly alien to that superior civilization which
is so truly theirs?
There is another consideration, not only of justice,
but of public law, which cannot be overcome. The
people of these provinces are unwilling to be separated
from France. This is enough. France cannot sell or
transfer them against their consent. Consult the great
masters, and you will find their concurring authority.
Grotius, from whom on such a question there can be no
appeal, adjudges: “In the alienation of a part of the
sovereignty it is required that the part which is to be
alienated consent to the act.” According to him, it must
not be supposed “that the body should have the right
of cutting off parts from itself and giving them into the
authority of another.”[213] Of the same opinion is Pufendorf,
declaring: “The sovereign who attempts to transfer
his kingdom to another by his sole authority does
an act in itself null and void, and not binding on his
subjects. To make such a conveyance valid, the consent
of the people is required, as well as of the prince.”[214]
Vattel crowns this testimony, when he adds, that a
province or city, “abandoned and dismembered from
the State, is not obliged to receive the new master
proposed to be given it.”[215] Before such texts, stronger
than a fortress, the soldiers of Germany must halt.
Nor can it be forgotten how inconsistent is the guaranty
of Dismemberment with that heroic passion for national
unity which is the glory of Germany. National
unity is not less the right of France than of Germany;
and these provinces, though in former centuries German,
and still preserving the German speech, belong to the
existing unity of France,—unless, according to the popular
song, the German’s Fatherland extends
“Far as the German accent rings”;
and then the conqueror must insist on Switzerland; and
why not cross the Atlantic, to dictate laws in Pennsylvania
and Chicago? But this same song has a better
verse, calling that the German’s Fatherland
“Where in the heart love warmly lies.”
But in these coveted provinces it is the love for France,
and not for Germany, which prevails.
The Guaranty of Dismemberment, when brought to
the touchstone of the three essential conditions, is found
wanting. Dismissing it as unsatisfactory, I come to
that other guaranty where these conditions are all fulfilled,
and we find security for Germany without offence
to the just sentiments of France, and also a new safeguard
to civilization. Against the Guaranty of Dismemberment
I oppose the Guaranty of Disarmament. By
Disarmament I mean the razing of the French fortifications
and the abolition of the standing army, except
that minimum of force required for purposes of police.
How completely this satisfies the conditions already
named is obvious. For Germany there would be on the
side of France absolute repose, so that Count Bismarck
need not fear another invasion,—while France, saved
from intolerable humiliation, would herself be free to
profit by the new civilization.
Nor is this guaranty otherwise than practical in every
respect, and the more it is examined the more will its
inestimable advantage be apparent.
1. There is, first, its most obvious economy, which is
so glaring, that, according to a familiar French expression,
“it leaps into the eyes.” Undertaking even briefly
to set it forth, I seem to follow the proverb and “show
the sun with a lantern.” According to the “Almanach
de Gotha,” the appropriations for the army of France,
during the year of peace before the war, were 588,852,970
francs,[216]—or about one hundred and seventeen
millions of dollars. Give up the Standing Army and
this considerable sum disappears from the annual budget.
But this retrenchment represents only partially
the prodigious economy. Beyond the annual outlay is
the loss to the nation by the change of producers into
non-producers. Admitting that in France the average
annual production of a soldier usefully employed would
be only fifty dollars, and multiplying this small allowance
by the numbers of the Standing Army, you have
another amount to be piled upon the military appropriations.
Is it too much to expect that this surpassing
waste shall be stopped? Must the extravagance born
of war, and nursed by long tradition, continue to drain
the resources of the land? Where is reason? Where
humanity? A decree abolishing the Standing Army
would be better for the French people, and more productive,
than the richest gold-mine discovered in every
department of France. Nor can imagination picture
the fruitful result. I speak now only in the light of
economy. Relieved from intolerable burden, industry
would lift itself to unimagined labors, and society be
quickened anew.
2. Beyond this economy, which need not be argued,
is the positive advantage, if not necessity, of such change
for France. I do not speak on general grounds applicable
to all nations, but on grounds peculiar to France at
the present moment. Emerging from a most destructive
war, she will be subjected to enormous and unprecedented
contributions of every kind. After satisfying
Germany, she will find other obligations at home,—some
pressing directly upon the nation, and others upon
individuals. Beyond the outstanding pay of soldiers,
requisitions for supplies, pensions for the wounded and
the families of the dead, and other extraordinary liabilities
accumulating as never before in the same time,
there will be the duty of renewing that internal prosperity
which has received such a shock; and here the
work of restoration will be costly, whether to the nation
or the individual. Revenue must be regained, roads
and bridges repaired, markets supplied; nor can we
omit the large and multitudinous losses from ravage of
fields, seizure of stock, suspension of business, stoppage
of manufactures, interference with agriculture, and the
whole terrible drain of war by which the people are
impoverished and disabled. If to the necessary appropriation
and expenditure for all these things is superadded
the annual tax of a Standing Army, and that
other draft from the change of producers into non-producers,
plainly here is a supplementary burden of
crushing weight. Talk of the last feather breaking
the back of the camel,—but never was camel loaded
down as France.
3. Beyond even these considerations of economy and
advantage I put the transcendent, priceless benefit of
Disarmament in the assurance of peace. Disarmament
substitutes the constable for the soldier, and reduces the
Standing Army to a police. The argument assumes,
first, the needlessness of a Standing Army, and, secondly,
its evil influence. Both of these points were
touched at an early day by the wise Chancellor of England,
Sir Thomas More, when, in his practical and personal
Introduction to “Utopia,” he alludes to what he
calls the “bad custom” of keeping many servants, and
then says: “In France there is yet a more pestiferous
sort of people; for the whole country is full of soldiers,
that are still kept up in time of peace,—if such a state
of a nation can be called a peace.” Then, proceeding
with his judgment, the Chancellor holds up what he
calls those “pretended statesmen” whose maxim is that
“it is necessary for the public safety to have a good
body of veteran soldiers ever in readiness.” And after
saying that these pretended statesmen “sometimes seek
occasion for making war, that they may train up their
soldiers in the art of cutting throats,” he adds, in words
soon to be tested, “But France has learned, to its cost,
how dangerous it is to feed such beasts.”[217] It will be
well, if France has learned this important lesson. The
time has come to practise it.
All history is a vain word, and all experience is at
fault, if large War Preparations, of which the Standing
Army is the type, have not been constant provocatives
of war. Pretended protectors against war, they have
been real instigators to war. They have excited the
evil against which they were to guard. The habit of
wearing arms in private life exercised a kindred influence.
So long as this habit continued, society was
darkened by personal combat, street-fight, duel, and assassination.
The Standing Army is to the nation what
the sword was to the modern gentleman, the stiletto to
the Italian, the knife to the Spaniard, the pistol to our
slave-master,—furnishing, like these, the means of
death; and its possessor is not slow to use it. In stating
the operation of this system we are not left to inference.
As France, according to Sir Thomas More,
shows “how dangerous it is to feed such beasts,” so
does Prussia, in ever-memorable instance, which speaks
now with more than ordinary authority, show precisely
how the Standing Army may become the incentive to
war. Frederick, the warrior king, is our witness. With
honesty or impudence beyond parallel, he did not hesitate
to record in his Memoirs, among the reasons for his
war upon Maria Theresa, that, on coming to the throne,
he found himself with “troops always ready to act.”
Voltaire, when called to revise the royal memoirs,
erased this confession, but preserved a copy;[218] so that
by his literary activity we have this kingly authority
for the mischief from a Standing Army. How complete
a weapon was that army may be learned from
Lafayette, who, in a letter to Washington, in 1786, after
a visit to the King, described it thus:—
“Nothing can be compared to the beauty of the troops, to
the discipline which reigns in all their ranks, to the simplicity
of their movements, to the uniformity of their regiments.…
All the situations which can be supposed in
war, all the movements which these must necessitate, have
been by constant habit so inculcated in their heads, that all
these operations are done almost mechanically.”[219]
Nothing better has been devised since the Macedonian
phalanx or the Roman legion. With such a weapon
ready to his hands, the King struck Maria Theresa.
And think you that the present duel between France
and Germany could have been waged, had not both nations
found themselves, like Frederick of Prussia, with
“troops always ready to act”? It was the possession of
these troops which made the two parties rush so swiftly
to the combat. Is not the lesson perfect? Already
individuals have disarmed. Civilization requires that
nations shall do likewise.
Thus is Disarmament enforced on three several
grounds: first, economy; secondly, positive advantage,
if not necessity, for France; and, thirdly, assurance of
peace. No other guaranty promises so much. Does
any other guaranty promise anything beyond the accident
of force? Nor would France be alone. Dismissing
to the arts of peace the large army victorious over
Slavery, our Republic has shown how disarmament can
be accomplished. The example of France, so entirely
reasonable, so profitable, so pacific, and so harmonious
with ours, would spread. Conquering Germany could
not resist its influence. Nations are taught by example
more than by precept, and either is better than force.
Other nations would follow; nor would Russia, elevated
by her great act of Enfranchisement, fail to seize her
sublime opportunity. Popular rights, which are strongest
always in assured peace, would have new triumphs.
Instead of Trial by Battle for the decision of differences
between nations, there would be peaceful substitutes, as
Arbitration, or, it may be, a Congress of Nations, and
the United States of Europe would appear above the
subsiding waters. The old juggle of Balance of Power,
which has rested like a nightmare on Europe, would
disappear, like that other less bloody fiction of Balance
of Trade, and nations, like individuals, would all be
equal before the law. Here our own country furnishes
an illustration. So long as slavery prevailed among us,
there was an attempt to preserve what was designated
balance of power between the North and South, pivoting
on Slavery,—just as in Europe there has been an
attempt to preserve balance of power among nations
pivoting on War. Too tardily is it seen that this famous
balance, which has played such a part at home
and abroad, is but an artificial contrivance instituted by
power, which must give place to a simple accord derived
from the natural condition of things. Why should not
the harmony which has begun at home be extended
abroad? Practicable and beneficent here, it must be
the same there. Then would nations exist without perpetual
and reciprocal watchfulness. But the first step
is to discard the wasteful, oppressive, and pernicious
provocative to war, which is yet maintained at such terrible
cost. To-day this glorious advance is presented to
France and Germany.
Two personages at this moment hold in their hands
the great question teeming with a new civilization.
Honest and determined, both are patriotic rather than
cosmopolitan or Christian, believing in Prussia rather
than Humanity. And the patriotism so strong in each
keeps still the early tinge of iron. I refer to King
William and his Prime-Minister, Count Bismarck.
More than any other European sovereign, William
of Prussia possesses the infatuation of “divine right.”
He believes that he was appointed by God to be King—differing
here from Louis Napoleon, who in a spirit
of compromise entitled himself Emperor “by the grace
of God and the national will.” This infatuation was
illustrated at his coronation in ancient Königsberg,—first
home of Prussian royalty, and better famous as
birthplace and lifelong home of Immanuel Kant,—when
the King enacted a scene of melodrama which
might be transferred from the church to the theatre.
No other person was allowed to place the crown on his
royal head. Lifting it from the altar, where it rested,
he placed it on his head himself, in sign that he held
it from Heaven and not from man, and next placed another
on the head of the Queen, in sign that her dignity
was derived from him. Then, turning round, he grasped
the sword of state, in testimony of readiness to defend
the nation. Since the Battle of Sadowa, when the Austrian
Empire was so suddenly shattered, he has believed
himself providential sword-bearer of Germany, destined,
perhaps, to revive the old glories of Barbarossa. His
habits are soldierly, and, notwithstanding his seventy-three
winters, he continues to find pleasure in wearing
the spiked helmet of the Prussian camp. Republicans
smile when he speaks of “my army,” “my allies,” and
“my people”; but this egotism is the natural expression
of the monarchical character, especially where the
monarch believes that he holds by “divine right.” His
public conduct is in harmony with these conditions.
He is a Protestant, and rules the land of Luther, but
he is no friend to modern Reform. The venerable system
of war and prerogative is part of his inheritance
handed down from fighting despots, and he evidently
believes in it.
His Minister, Count Bismarck, is the partisan of “divine
right,” and, like the King, regards with satisfaction
that hierarchical feudalism from which they are both
derived. He is noble, and believes in nobility. He
believes also in force, as if he had the blood of the god
Thor. He believes in war, and does not hesitate to
throw its “iron dice,” insisting upon the rigors of the
game. As the German question began to lower, his
policy was most persistent. “Not by speeches and
votes of the majority,” he said in 1862, “are the great
questions of the time decided,—that was the error of
1848 and 1849,—but by iron and blood.”[220] Thus explicit
was he. Having a policy, he became its representative,
and very soon thereafter controlled the counsels of
his sovereign, coming swiftly before the world; and yet
his elevation was tardy. Born in 1815, he did not enter
upon diplomacy until 1851, when thirty-six years of
age, and only in 1862 became Prussian Minister at
Paris, whence he was soon transferred to the Cabinet
at Berlin as Prime-Minister. Down to that time he
was little known. His name is not found in any edition
of the bulky French Dictionary of Contemporaries,[221]
not even its “Additions and Rectifications,” until
the Supplement of 1863. But from this time he drew
so large a share of public attention that the contemporary
press of the world became the dictionary where his
name was always found. Nobody doubts his intellectual
resources, his courage, or strength of will; but it is
felt that he is naturally hard, and little affected by human
sympathy. Therefore is he an excellent war minister.
It remains to be seen if he will do as much for
peace. His one idea has been the unity of Germany
under the primacy of Prussia; and here he encountered
Austria, as he now encounters France. But in that
larger unity where nations will be conjoined in harmony
he can do less, so long at least as he continues
a fanatic for kings and a cynic towards popular institutions.
Such is the King, and such his Minister. I have described
them that you may see how little help the great
ideas already germinating from bloody fields will receive
from them. In this respect they are as one.
Beyond the most persuasive influence of civilization,
pleading, as never before, with voice of reason and affection,
that the universal tyrant and master-evil of
Christendom, the War System, may cease, and the
means now absorbed in its support be employed for the
benefit of the Human Family, there are two special influences
which cannot be without weight at this time.
The first is German authority in the writings of philosophers,
by whom Germany rules in thought; and the
second is the uprising of the working-men: both
against war as acknowledged arbiter between nations,
and insisting upon peaceful substitutes.
More than any other nation Germany has suffered
from war. Without that fatal gift of beauty, “a dowry
fraught with never-ending pain,” which tempted the
foreigner to Italy, her lot has been hardly less wretched;
but Germany has differed from Italy in the successful
bravery with which she repelled the invader.
Tacitus says of her people, that, “surrounded by numerous
and very powerful nations, they are safe, not by
obsequiousness, but by battles and braving danger”;[222]
and this same character, thus epigrammatically presented,
has continued ever since. Yet this was not
without that painful experience which teaches what
Art has so often attempted to picture and Eloquence to
describe, “The Miseries of War.” Again in that same
fearless spirit has Germany driven back the invader,
while War is seen anew in its atrocious works. But it
was not merely the Miseries of War which Germans
regarded. The German mind is philosophical and scientific,
and it early saw the irrational character of the
War System. It is well known that Henry the Fourth
of France conceived the idea of Harmony among Nations
without War; and his plan was taken up and elaborated
in numerous writings by the good Abbé de Saint-Pierre,
so that he made it his own. Rousseau, in his
treatise on the subject,[223] popularized Saint-Pierre. But
it is to Germany that we must look for the most complete
and practical development of this beautiful idea.
If French in origin, it is German now in authority.
The greatest minds in Germany have dealt with this
problem, and given to its solution the exactness of science.
No greater have been applied to any question.
Foremost in this list, in time and in fame, is Leibnitz,
that marvel of human intelligence, second, perhaps, to
none in history, who, on reading the “Project of Perpetual
Peace” by the Abbé de Saint-Pierre, pronounced
this judgment: “I have read it with attention, and am
persuaded that such a project is on the whole feasible,
and that its execution would be one of the most useful
things in the world.”[224] Thus did Leibnitz affirm its
feasibility and its immense usefulness. Other minds
followed, in no apparent concert, but in unison. I may
be pardoned, if, without being too bibliographical, I
name some of these witnesses.
At Göttingen, renowned for its University, the question
was opened, at the close of the Seven Years’ War
in 1763, in a work by Totze, whose character appears in
its title, “Permanent and Universal Peace in Europe,
according to the Plan of Henry IV.”[225] At Leipsic, also
the seat of a University, the subject was presented in
1767 by Lilienfeld, in a treatise of much completeness,
under the name of “New Constitution for States,”[226]
where, after exposing the wretched chances of the battle-field
and the expense of armaments in time of peace,
the author urges submission to Arbitrators, unless a Supreme
Tribunal is established to administer International
Law and to judge between nations. In 1804 appeared
another work, of singular clearness and force, by
Karl Schwab, entitled “Of Unavoidable Injustice,”[227]
where the author describes what he calls the Universal
State, in which nations will be to each other as citizens
in the Municipal State. He is not so visionary as to
imagine that justice will always be inviolate between
nations in the Universal State, for it is not always so
between citizens in the Municipal State; but he confidently
looks to the establishment between nations of
the rules which now subsist between citizens, whose differences
are settled peaceably by judicial tribunals.
These works, justly important for the light they shed,
and as expressions of a growing sentiment, are eclipsed
in the contributions of the great teacher, Immanuel
Kant, who, after his fame in philosophy was established,
so that his works were discussed and expounded not
only throughout Germany, but in other lands, in 1795
gave to the world a treatise entitled “On Perpetual
Peace,”[228] which was promptly translated into French,
Danish, and Dutch. Two other works by him attest
his interest in the subject, the first entitled “Idea for
a General History in a Cosmopolitan View,”[229] and the
other, “Metaphysical Elements of Jurisprudence.”[230]
His grasp was complete. A treaty of peace which
tacitly acknowledges the right to wage war, as all treaties
now do, according to Kant is nothing more than a
truce. An individual war may be ended, but not the
state of war; so that, even after cessation of hostilities,
there will be constant fear of their renewal, while the
armaments known as Peace Establishments will tend to
provoke them. All this should be changed, and nations
should form one comprehensive Federation, which, receiving
other nations within its fold, will at last embrace
the civilized world; and such, in the judgment of
Kant, was the irresistible tendency of nations. To a
French poet we are indebted for the most suggestive
term, “United States of Europe”;[231] but this is nothing
but the Federation of the illustrious German philosopher.
Nor was Kant alone among his great contemporaries.
That other philosopher, Fichte, whose name
at the time was second only to that of Kant, in his
“Groundwork of the Law of Nature,”[232] published in
1796, also urges a Federation of Nations, with an established
tribunal to which all should submit. Much
better for civilization, had the King at Königsberg, instead
of grasping the sword, hearkened to the voice of
Kant, renewed by Fichte.
With these German oracles in its support, the cause
cannot be put aside. Even in the midst of war, Philosophy
will be heard, especially when she speaks words
of concurring authority that touch a chord in every
heart. Leibnitz, Kant, and Fichte, a mighty triumvirate
of intelligence, unite in testimony. As Germany,
beyond any other nation, has given to the idea of Organized
Peace the warrant of philosophy, it only remains
now that she should insist upon its practical application.
There should be no delay. Long enough has
mankind waited while the river of blood flowed on.
The working-men of Europe, not excepting Germany,
respond to the mandate of Philosophy, and insist that
the War System shall be abolished. At public meetings,
in formal resolutions and addresses, they have declared
war against War, and they will not be silenced.
This is not the first time that working-men have made
themselves heard for international justice. I cannot
forget, that, while Slavery was waging war against our
nation, the working-men of Belgium in public meeting
protested against that precocious Proclamation of Belligerent
Rights by which the British Government gave
such impulse to the Rebellion; and now, in the same
spirit, and for the sake of true peace, they declare themselves
against that War System by which the peace of
nations is placed in such constant jeopardy. They are
right; for nobody suffers in war as the working-man,
whether in property or in person. For him war is a
ravening monster, devouring his substance, and changing
him from citizen to military serf. As victim of the
War System he is entitled to be heard.
The working-men of different countries have been organizing
in societies, of which it is difficult at present
to tell the number and extent. It is known that these
societies exist in Germany, France, Spain, Italy, and
England, as well as in our own country, and that they
have in some measure an international character. In
France, before the war, there were 433,785 men in the
organization, and in Germany 150,000.[233] Yet this is but
the beginning.
At the menace of the present war, all these societies
were roused. The society known as the International
Working-Men’s Association, by their General Council,
issued an address, dated at London, protesting against it
as a war of dynasties, denouncing Louis Napoleon as an
enemy of the laboring classes, and declaring “the war-plot
of July, 1870, but an amended edition of the coup
d’état of December, 1851.” The address then testifies
generally against war, saying,—
“They feel deeply convinced, that, whatever turn the impending
horrid war may take, the alliance of the working classes
of all countries will ultimately kill war.”[234]
At the same time the Paris branch of the International
Association put forth a manifesto addressed “To
the Working-Men of all Countries,” from which I take
these passages:—
“Once more, under the pretext of European equilibrium,
of national honor, political ambitions menace the peace of the
world.
“French, German, Spanish working-men! let our voices
unite in a cry of reprobation against war!
…
“War for a question of preponderance, or of dynasty, can,
in the eyes of working-men, be nothing but a criminal absurdity.
“In response to the warlike acclamations of those who exonerate
themselves from the impost of blood, or who find in
public misfortunes a source of new speculations, we protest,—we
who wish for peace, work, and liberty.
…
“Brothers of Germany!… our divisions would only
bring about the complete triumph of despotism on both sides of
the Rhine.
…
“Working-men of all countries! whatever may be the result
of our common efforts, we, members of the International
Association of Working-Men, who know no frontiers, we send
you, as a pledge of indissoluble solidarity, the good wishes
and the salutations of the working-men of France.”[235]
To this appeal, so full of truth, touching to the quick
the pretence of balance of power and questions of dynasty
as excuses for war, and then rising to “a cry of
reprobation against war,” the Berlin branch of the International
Association replied:—
“We join with heart and hand in your protestation.…
Solemnly we promise you that neither the noise of drums nor
the thunder of cannon, neither victory nor defeat, shall turn
us aside from our work for the union of the proletaries of
all countries.”[236]
Then came a meeting of delegates at Chemnitz, in
Saxony, representing fifty thousand Saxon working-men,
which put forth the following hardy words:—
“We are happy to grasp the fraternal hand stretched out
to us by the working-men of France.… Mindful of the
watchword of the International Working-Men’s Association,
Proletarians of all countries, unite! we shall never forget
that the working-men of all countries are our friends, and
the despots of all countries our enemies.”[237]
Next followed, at Brunswick, in Germany, on the 16th
of July,—the very day after the reading of the war document
at the French tribune, and the “light heart” of
the Prime-Minister,—a mass meeting of the working-men
there, which declared its full concurrence with the
manifesto of the Paris branch, spurned the idea of national
antagonism to France, and wound up with these
solid words:—
“We are enemies of all wars, but above all of dynastic
wars.”[238]
The whole subject is presented with admirable power
in an address from the Workmen’s Peace Committee to
the Working-Men of Great Britain and Ireland, duly
signed by their officers. Here are some of its sentences:—
“Without us war must cease; for without us standing
armies could not exist. It is out of our class chiefly that
they are formed.”
“We would call upon and implore the peoples of France
and Germany, in order to enable their own rulers to realize
these their peace-loving professions, to insist upon the abolition
of standing armies, as both the source and means of
war, nurseries of vice, and locust-consumers of the fruits of
useful industry.”
“What we claim and demand—what we would implore
the peoples of Europe to do, without regard to Courts, Cabinets,
or Dynasties—is to insist upon Arbitration as a substitute
for war, with peace and its blessings for them, for us, for
the whole civilized world.”[239]
The working-men of England responded to this appeal,
in a crowded meeting at St. James’s Hall, London,
where all the speakers were working-men and representatives
of the various handicrafts, except the Chairman,
whose strong words found echo in the intense convictions
of the large assemblage:—
“One object of this meeting is to make the horror universally
inspired by the enormous and cruel carnage of this
terrible war the groundwork for appealing to the working
classes and the people of all other European countries to join
in protesting against war altogether, [prolonged cheers,] as the
shame of Christendom, and direst curse and scourge of the
human race. Let the will of the people sweep away war,
which cannot be waged without them. [‘Hear!’] Away
with enormous standing armies, [‘Hear!’] the nurseries and
instruments of war,—nurseries, too, of vice, and crushing
burdens upon national wealth and prosperity! Let there go
forth from the people of this and other lands one universal
and all-overpowering cry and demand for the blessings of
peace!”[240]
At this meeting the Honorary Secretary of the Workmen’s
Peace Committee, after announcing that the working-men
of upwards of three hundred towns had given
their adhesion to the platform of the Committee, thus
showing a determination to abolish war altogether, moved
the following resolution, which was adopted:—
“That war, especially with the present many fearful contrivances
for wholesale carnage and destruction, is repugnant to
every principle of reason, humanity, and religion; and this
meeting earnestly invites all civilized and Christian peoples
to insist upon the abolition of standing armies, and the settlement
by arbitration of all international disputes.”[241]
Thus clearly is the case stated by the Working-Men,
now beginning to be heard; and the testimony is reverberated
from nation to nation. They cannot be silent
hereafter. I confidently look to them for important coöperation
in this great work of redemption. Could my
voice reach them now, wherever they may be, in that
honest toil which is the appointed lot of man, it would
be with words of cheer and encouragement. Let them
proceed until civilization is no longer darkened by war.
In this way will they become not only saviours to their
own households, but benefactors of the whole Human
Family.
Such is the statement, with its many proofs, by which
war is exhibited as the Duel of Nations, being the Trial
by Battle of the Dark Ages. You have seen how nations,
under existing International Law, to which all are
parties, refer their differences to this insensate arbitrament,—and
then how, in our day and before our own
eyes, two nations eminent in civilization have furnished
an instance of this incredible folly, waging together a
world-convulsing, soul-harrowing, and most barbarous
contest. All ask how long the direful duel will be continued.
Better ask, How long will be continued that
War System by which such a duel is authorized and
regulated among nations? When will this legalized,
organized crime be abolished? When at last will it be
confessed that the Law of Right is the same for nations
as for individuals, so that, if Trial by Battle be impious
for individuals, it is so for nations likewise? Against it
are Reason and Humanity, pleading as never before,—Economy,
asking for mighty help,—Peace, with softest
voice praying for safeguard,—and then the authority of
Philosophy, speaking by some of its greatest masters,—all
reinforced by the irrepressible, irresistible protest of
working-men in different nations.
Precedents exist for the abolition of this duel, so completely
in point, that, according to the lawyer’s phrase,
they “go on all fours” with the new case. Two of
these have been already mentioned: first, when, at the
Diet of Worms, in 1495, the Emperor Maximilian proclaimed
a permanent peace throughout Germany, and
abolished the “liberty” of Private War; and, secondly,
when, in 1815, the German Principalities stipulated
“under no pretext to make war upon one another, or
to pursue their differences by force of arms.”[242] But
first in time, and perhaps in importance, was the great
Ordinance of St. Louis, King of France, promulgated at
a Parliament in 1260, where he says: “We forbid battles
[i. e. Trials by Battle] to all persons throughout our
dominions, … and in place of battles we put proofs
by witnesses.… And these Battles we abolish in
our Dominions forever.”[243] These at the time were
great words, and they continue great as an example.
Their acceptance by any two nations would begin the
work of abolition, which would be completed on their
adoption by a Congress of Nations, taking from war its
existing sanction.
The growing tendencies of mankind have been quickened
by the character of the present war, and the unexampled
publicity with which it has been waged. Never
before were all nations, even those separated by great
spaces, whether of land or ocean, the daily and excited
spectators of the combat. The vast amphitheatre within
which the battle is fought, with the whole heavens for
its roof, is coextensive with civilization itself. The
scene in that great Flavian Amphitheatre, the famous
Colosseum, is a faint type of what we are witnessing;
but that is not without its lesson. Bloody games, where
human beings contended with lions and tigers, imported
for the purpose, or with each other, constituted an institution
of ancient Rome, only mildly rebuked by Cicero,[244]
and adopted even by Titus, in that short reign so much
praised as unspotted by the blood of the citizen.[245] One
hundred thousand spectators looked on, while gladiators
from Germany and Gaul joined in ferocious combat; and
then, as blood began to flow, and victim after victim
sank upon the sand, the people caught the fierce contagion.
A common ferocity ruled the scene. As Christianity
prevailed, the incongruity of such an institution
was widely felt; but still it continued. At last an
Eastern monk, moved only by report, journeyed a long
way to protest against the impiety. With noble enthusiasm
he leaped into the arena, where the battle raged,
in order to separate the combatants. He was unsuccessful,
and paid with life the penalty of his humanity.[246]
But the martyr triumphed where the monk had failed.
Shortly afterwards, the Emperor Honorius, by solemn
decree, put an end to this horrid custom. “The first
Christian Emperor,” says Gibbon, “may claim the honor
of the first edict which condemned the art and amusement
of shedding human blood.”[247] Our amphitheatre is
larger than that of Rome; but it witnesses scenes not
less revolting; nor need any monk journey a long way
to protest against the impiety. That protest can be uttered
by every one here at home. We are all spectators;
and since by human craft the civilized world has
become one mighty Colosseum, with place for everybody,
may we not insist that the bloody games by which
it is yet polluted shall cease, and that, instead of mutual-murdering
gladiators filling the near-brought scene
with death, there shall be a harmonious people, of different
nations, but one fellowship, vying together only
in works of industry and art, inspired and exalted by a
divine beneficence?
In presenting this picture I exaggerate nothing. How
feeble is language to depict the stupendous barbarism!
How small by its side the bloody games which degraded
ancient Rome! How pygmy the one, how colossal
the other! Would you know how the combat is conducted?
Here is the briefest picture of the arena by
a looker-on:—
“Let your readers fancy masses of colored rags glued together
with blood and brains, and pinned into strange shapes
by fragments of bones,—let them conceive men’s bodies
without heads, legs without bodies, heaps of human entrails
attached to red and blue cloth, and disembowelled corpses
in uniform, bodies lying about in all attitudes, with skulls
shattered, faces blown off, hips smashed, bones, flesh, and
gay clothing all pounded together as if brayed in a mortar
extending for miles, not very thick in any one place, but recurring
perpetually for weary hours,—and then they cannot,
with the most vivid imagination, come up to the sickening
reality of that butchery.”[248]
Such a sight would have shocked the Heathen of
Rome. They could not have looked on while the brave
gladiator was thus changed into a bloody hash; least of
all could they have seen the work of slaughter done by
machinery. Nor could any German gladiator have
written the letter I proceed to quote from a German
soldier:—
“I do not know how it is, but one wholly forgets the danger
one is in, and thinks only of the effect of one’s own bullets,
rejoicing like a child at the sight of the enemy falling
like skittles, and having scarcely a compassionate glance to
spare for the comrade falling at one’s side. One ceases to be
a human being, and turns into a brute, a complete brute.”
Plain confession! And yet the duel continues. Nor
is there death for the armed man only. Fire mingles
with slaughter, as at Bazeilles. Women and children
are roasted alive, filling the air with suffocating odor,
while the maddened combatants rage against each other.
All this is but part of the prolonged and various spectacle,
where the scene shifts only for some other horror.
Meanwhile the sovereigns of the world sit in their boxes,
and the people everywhere occupy the benches.
The duel now pending teaches the peril from continuance
of the present system. If France and Germany
can be brought so suddenly into collision on a mere
pretext, what two nations are entirely safe? Where is
the talisman for their protection? None, surely, except
Disarmament, which, therefore, for the interest
of all nations, should be commenced. Prussia is now
an acknowledged military power, armed “in complete
steel,”—but at what cost to her people, if not to mankind!
Military citizenship, according to Prussian rule,
is military serfdom, and on this is elevated a military
despotism of singular grasp and power, operating
throughout the whole nation, like martial law or a
state of siege. In Prussia the law tyrannically seizes
every youth of twenty, and, no matter what his calling
or profession, compels him to military service for seven
years. Three years he spends in active service in the
regular army, where his life is surrendered to the trade
of blood; then for four years he passes to the reserve,
where he is subject to periodic military drills; then for
five years longer to the Landwehr, or militia, with liability
to service in the Landsturm, in case of war, until
sixty. Wherever he may be in foreign lands, his military
duty is paramount.
But if this system be good for Prussia, then must it
be equally good for other nations. If this economical
government, with education for all, subordinates the
business of life to the military drill, other nations will
find too much reason for doing the same. Unless the
War System is abandoned, all must follow the successful
example, while the civilized world becomes a busy
camp, with every citizen a soldier, and with all sounds
swallowed up in the tocsin of war. Where, then, are
the people? Where are popular rights? Montesquieu
has not hesitated to declare that the peril to free governments
proceeds from armies, and that this peril is
not corrected even by making them depend directly on
the legislative power. This is not enough. The armies
must be reduced in number and force.[249] Among
his papers, found since his death, is the prediction,
“France will be ruined by the military.”[250] It is the
privilege of genius like that of Montesquieu to lift
the curtain of the future; but even he did not see the
vastness of suffering in store for his country through
those armies against which he warned. For years the
engine of despotism at home, they became the sudden
instrument of war abroad. Without them Louis Napoleon
could not have made himself Emperor, nor could
he have hurried France into the present duel. If needed
in other days, they are not needed now. The War
System, always barbarous, is an anachronism, full of
peril both to peace and liberal institutions.
An army is a despotism; military service is a bondage;
nor can the passion for arms be reconciled with a
true civilization. The present failure to acknowledge
this incompatibility is only another illustration how the
clear light of truth is discolored and refracted by an
atmosphere where the cloud of war still lingers. Soon
must this cloud be dispersed. From war to peace is a
change indeed; but Nature herself testifies to change.
Sirius, brightest of all the fixed stars, was noted by
Ptolemy as of reddish hue,[251] and by Seneca as redder
than Mars;[252] but since then it has changed to white.
To the morose remark, whether in the philosophy of
Hobbes or the apology of the soldier, that man is a
fighting animal and that war is natural, I reply,—Natural
for savages rejoicing in the tattoo, natural for barbarians
rejoicing in violence, but not natural for man in
a true civilization, which I insist is the natural state to
which he tends by a sure progression. The true state
of Nature is not war, but peace. Not only every war,
but every recognition of war as the mode of determining
international differences, is evidence that we are yet
barbarians,—and so also is every ambition for empire
founded on force, and not on the consent of the people.
A ghastly, bleeding, human head was discovered
by the early Romans, as they dug the foundations of
that Capitol which finally swayed the world.[253] That
ghastly, bleeding, human head is the fit symbol of military
power.
Let the War System be abolished, and, in the glory
of this consummation, how vulgar all that comes from
battle! By the side of this serene, beneficent civilization,
how petty in its pretensions is military power!
how vain its triumphs! At this moment the great
general who has organized victory for Germany is
veiled, and his name does not appear even in the military
bulletins. Thus is the glory of arms passing from
sight, and battle losing its ancient renown. Peace does
not arrest the mind like war. It does not glare like
battle. Its operations, like those of Nature, are gentle,
yet sure. It is not the tumbling, sounding cataract, but
the tranquil, fruitful river. Even the majestic Niagara,
with thunder like war, cannot compare with the peaceful
plains of water which it divides. How easy to see
that the repose of nations, like the repose of Nature, is
the great parent of the most precious bounties vouchsafed
by Providence! Add Peace to Liberty,—
“And with that virtue, every virtue lives.”
As peace is assured, the traditional sensibilities of
nations will disappear. Their frontiers will no longer
frown with hostile cannon, nor will their people be
nursed to hate each other. By ties of constant fellowship
will they be interwoven together, no sudden trumpet
waking to arms, no sharp summons disturbing the
uniform repose. By steam, by telegraph, by the press,
have they already conquered time, subdued space,—thus
breaking down old walls of partition by which
they have been separated. Ancient example loses its
influence. The prejudices of another generation are
removed, and the old geography gives place to a new.
The heavens are divided into constellations, with names
from beasts, or from some form of brute force,—as Leo,
Taurus, Sagittarius, and Orion with his club; but this
is human device. By similar scheme is the earth divided.
But in the sight of God there is one Human
Family without division, where all are equal in rights;
and the attempt to set up distinctions, keeping men
asunder, or in barbarous groups, is a practical denial of
that great truth, religious and political, the Brotherhood
of Man. The Christian’s Fatherland is not merely the
nation in which he was born, but the whole earth appointed
by the Heavenly Father for his home. In this
Fatherland there can be no place for unfriendly boundaries
set up by any,—least of all, place for the War
System, making nations as hostile camps.
At Lassa, in Thibet, there is a venerable stone in
memory of the treaty between the courts of Thibet and
China, as long ago as 821, bearing an inscription worthy
of a true civilization. From Eastern story learn now
the beauty of peace. After the titles of the two august
sovereigns, the monument proceeds: “These two wise,
holy, spiritual, and accomplished princes, foreseeing the
changes hidden in the most distant futurity, touched
with sentiments of compassion towards their people,
and not knowing, in their beneficent protection, any
difference between their subjects and strangers, have,
after mature reflection and by mutual consent, resolved
to give peace to their people.… In perfect harmony
with each other, they will henceforth be good
neighbors, and will do their utmost to draw still closer
the bonds of union and friendship. Henceforward the
two empires of Han (China) and Pho (Thibet) shall
have fixed boundaries.… In preserving these limits,
the respective parties shall not endeavor to injure
each other; they shall not attack each other in arms,
or make any more incursions beyond the frontiers now
determined.” Then declaring that the two “must reciprocally
exalt their virtues and banish forever all mistrust
between them, that travellers may be without uneasiness,
that the inhabitants of the villages and fields
may live at peace, and that nothing may happen to
cause a misunderstanding,” the inscription announces,
in terms doubtless Oriental: “This benefit will be extended
to future generations, and the voice of love (towards
its authors) will be heard wherever the splendor of
the sun and the moon is seen. The Pho will be tranquil
in their kingdom, and the Han will be joyful in
their empire.”[254] Such is the benediction which from
early times has spoken from one of the monuments
erected by the god Terminus. Call it Oriental; would
it were universal! While recognizing a frontier, there
is equal recognition of peace as the rule of international
life.
In the abolition of the War System the will of the
people must become all-powerful, exalting the Republic
to its just place as the natural expression of citizenship.
Napoleon has been credited with the utterance at St.
Helena of the prophecy, that “in fifty years Europe
would be Republican or Cossack.”[255] Evidently Europe
will not be Cossack, unless the Cossack is already
changed to Republican,—as well may be, when it is
known, that, since the great act of Enfranchisement, in
February, 1861, by which twenty-three millions of serfs
were raised to citizenship, with the right to vote, fifteen
thousand three hundred and fifty public schools have
been opened in Russia. A better than Napoleon, who
saw mankind with truer insight, Lafayette, has recorded
a clearer prophecy. At the foundation of the monument
on Bunker Hill, on the semi-centennial anniversary
of the battle, 17th June, 1825, our much-honored
national guest gave this toast: “Bunker Hill, and the
holy resistance to oppression, which has already enfranchised
the American hemisphere. The next half-century
Jubilee’s toast shall be,—To Enfranchised
Europe.”[256] The close of that half-century, already so
prolific, is at hand. Shall it behold the great Jubilee
with all its vastness of promise accomplished? Enfranchised
Europe, foretold by Lafayette, means not
only the Republic for all, but Peace for all; it means
the United States of Europe, with the War System
abolished. Against that little faith through which so
much fails in life, I declare my unalterable conviction,
that “government of the people, by the people, and for
the people”—thus simply described by Abraham
Lincoln[257]—is a necessity of civilization, not only because
of that republican equality without distinction of birth
which it establishes, but for its assurance of permanent
peace. All privilege is usurpation, and, like Slavery, a
state of war, relieved only by truce, to be broken by
the people in their might. To the people alone can
mankind look for the repose of nations; but the Republic
is the embodied people. All hail to the Republic,
equal guardian of all, and angel of peace!
Our own part is simple. It is, first, to keep out of
war,—and, next, to stand firm in those ideas which are
the life of the Republic. Peace is our supreme vocation.
To this we are called. By this we succeed. Our
example is more than an army. But not on this account
can we be indifferent, when Human Rights are
assailed or republican institutions are in question. Garibaldi
asks for a “word,”[258] that easiest expression of
power. Strange will it be, when that is not given. To
the Republic, and to all struggling for Human Rights, I
give word, with heart on the lips. Word and heart I
give. Nor would I have my country forget at any time,
in the discharge of its transcendent duties, that, since
the rule of conduct and of honor is the same for nations
as for individuals, the greatest nation is that which does
most for Humanity.