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I produced on them the effect of an open door。〃
On another occasion he said； 〃What would you have？
Those gentlemen are princes。
I am only a poor peasant bishop。〃
The fact is that he displeased them。
Among other strange things； it is said that he chanced to remark one evening； when he found himself at the house of one of his most notable colleagues：
〃What beautiful clocks！
What beautiful carpets！
What beautiful liveries！ They must be a great trouble。
I would not have all those superfluities； crying incessantly in my ears：
‘There are people who are hungry！ There are people who are cold！
There are poor people！
There are poor people！'〃
Let us remark； by the way； that the hatred of luxury is not an intelligent hatred。
This hatred would involve the hatred of the arts。
Nevertheless； in churchmen； luxury is wrong； except in connection with representations and ceremonies。
It seems to reveal habits which have very little that is charitable about them。 An opulent priest is a contradiction。
The priest must keep close to the poor。
Now； can one e in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress； all these misfortunes； and this poverty； without having about one's own person a little of that misery； like the dust of labor？
Is it possible to imagine a man near a brazier who is not warm？
Can one imagine a workman who is working near a furnace； and who has neither a singed hair； nor blackened nails； nor a drop of sweat； nor a speck of ashes on his face？
The first proof of charity in the priest； in the bishop especially； is poverty。
This is； no doubt； what the Bishop of D thought。
It must not be supposed； however； that he shared what we call the 〃ideas of the century〃 on certain delicate points。
He took very little part in the theological quarrels of the moment； and maintained silence on questions in which Church and State were implicated； but if he had been strongly pressed； it seems that he would have been found to be an ultramontane rather than a gallican。
Since we are making a portrait； and since we do not wish to conceal anything； we are forced to add that he was glacial towards Napoleon in his decline。 Beginning with 1813； he gave in his adherence to or applauded all hostile manifestations。
He refused to see him； as he passed through on his return from the island of Elba； and he abstained from ordering public prayers for the Emperor in his diocese during the Hundred Days。
Besides his sister； Mademoiselle Baptistine； he had two brothers； one a general； the other a prefect。
He wrote to both with tolerable frequency。
He was harsh for a time towards the former； because； holding a mand in Provence at the epoch of the disembarkation at Cannes； the general had put himself at the head of twelve hundred men and had pursued the Emperor as though the latter had been a person whom one is desirous of allowing to escape。
His correspondence with the other brother； the ex…prefect； a fine； worthy man who lived in retirement at Paris； Rue Cassette； remained more affectionate。
Thus Monseigneur Bienvenu also had his hour of party spirit； his hour of bitterness； his cloud。
The shadow of the passions of the moment traversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things。 Certainly； such a man would have done well not to entertain any political opinions。
Let there be no mistake as to our meaning： we are not confounding what is called 〃political opinions〃 with the grand aspiration for progress； with the sublime faith； patriotic； democratic； humane； which in our day should be the very foundation of every generous intellect。
Without going deeply into questions which are only indirectly connected with the subject of this book； we will simply say this：
It would have been well if Monseigneur Bienvenu had not been a Royalist； and if his glance had never been； for a single instant； turned away from that serene contemplation in which is distinctly discernible； above the fictions and the hatreds of this world； above the stormy vicissitudes of human things； the beaming of those three pure radiances； truth； justice； and charity。
While admitting that it was not for a political office that God created Monseigneur Wele； we should have understood and admired his protest in the name of right and liberty； his proud opposition； his just but perilous resistance to the all…powerful Napoleon。 But that which pleases us in people who are rising pleases us less in the case of people who are falling。
We only love the fray so long as there is danger； and in any case； the batants of the first hour have alone the right to be the exterminators of the last。
He who has not been a stubborn accuser in prosperity should hold his peace in the face of ruin。
The denunciator of success is the only legitimate executioner of the fall。 As for us； when Providence intervenes and strikes； we let it work。 1812 menced to disarm us。
In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn legislative body； emboldened by catastrophe； possessed only traits which aroused indignation。
And it was a crime to applaud； in 1814； in the presence of those marshals who betrayed； in the presence of that senate which passed from one dunghill to another； insulting after having deified； in the presence of that idolatry which was loosing its footing and spitting on its idol； it was a duty to turn aside the head。
In 1815； when the supreme disasters filled the air； when France was seized with a shiver at their sinister approach； when Waterloo could be dimly discerned opening before Napoleon； the mournful acclamation of the army and the people to the condemned of destiny had nothing laughable in it； and； after making all allowance for the despot； a heart like that of the Bishop of D； ought not perhaps to have failed to recognize the august and touching features presented by the embrace of a great nation and a great man on the brink of the abyss。
With this exception； he was in all things just； true； equitable； intelligent； humble and dignified； beneficent and kindly； which is only another sort o