| BOOK FIRST.
CHAPTER 3. MONSIEUR THE CARDINAL.
 (continued)He was, in fact, an exalted personage, the sight of whom was
 well worth any other comedy.  Charles, Cardinal de Bourbon,
 Archbishop and Comte of Lyon, Primate of the Gauls, was
 allied both to Louis XI., through his brother, Pierre, Seigneur
 de Beaujeu, who had married the king's eldest daughter, and
 to Charles the Bold through his mother, Agnes of Burgundy.
 Now, the dominating trait, the peculiar and distinctive trait
 of the character of the Primate of the Gauls, was the spirit
 of the courtier, and devotion to the powers that be.  The
 reader can form an idea of the numberless embarrassments
 which this double relationship had caused him, and of all
 the temporal reefs among which his spiritual bark had been
 forced to tack, in order not to suffer shipwreck on either
 Louis or Charles, that Scylla and that Charybdis which had
 devoured the Duc de Nemours and the Constable de Saint-Pol.
 Thanks to Heaven's mercy, he had made the voyage
 successfully, and had reached home without hindrance.  But
 although he was in port, and precisely because he was in
 port, he never recalled without disquiet the varied haps of
 his political career, so long uneasy and laborious.  Thus, he
 was in the habit of saying that the year 1476 had been
 "white and black" for him--meaning thereby, that in the
 course of that year he had lost his mother, the Duchesse de
 la Bourbonnais, and his cousin, the Duke of Burgundy, and
 that one grief had consoled him for the other. Nevertheless, he was a fine man; he led a joyous cardinal's
 life, liked to enliven himself with the royal vintage of Challuau,
 did not hate Richarde la Garmoise and Thomasse la
 Saillarde, bestowed alms on pretty girls rather than on old
 women,--and for all these reasons was very agreeable to the
 populace of Paris.  He never went about otherwise than surrounded
 by a small court of bishops and abbés of high lineage,
 gallant, jovial, and given to carousing on occasion; and more
 than once the good and devout women of Saint Germain
 d' Auxerre, when passing at night beneath the brightly illuminated
 windows of Bourbon, had been scandalized to hear the
 same voices which had intoned vespers for them during the
 day carolling, to the clinking of glasses, the bacchic proverb of
 Benedict XII., that pope who had added a third crown to the
 Tiara--Bibamus papaliter. |