A land of coal and iron, and of what coal and iron can produce. Not happiness, not character, not culture; neither philosophy, nor religion, nor art. Machines—appalling and ingenious complications of wheels and cogs and valves and pistons28, that made more of their kind, together with unheard-of engines of death and mutilation. And factories—emplacements for machines that roared and vibrated endlessly, spinning, weaving, fabricating night and day, turning out what the world needs, but craftily29 fashioning it so it would not last, or what the world does not need, but that lasted only too long. Turning out wealth, ugliness, hatred30, power, ignorance, and revolt. A land of coal and iron, black and potential as the first; hard, inhuman31, irresistible32 as the last.
The Heart of Europe has produced many things in its time, dynasties, empires, crusades; religious energy, new philosophies, industrial revolutions, immortal33 art. Three eras have owed it much: that of Charlemagne, that of the Middle Ages, that of the Renaissance34-Reformation. Perhaps,{152} after all, the latest is its greatest debtor35, and for its culmination36 in that civilisation of irreligion, intellectualism, materialism37, and unhampered force that is riding now for its fall, it may be that the self-destructive energy has issued from Lille, Maubeuge, and Charleville, from Liége and Charleroi, from Crefeld and Essen, Eschweiler and Elberfeld.
The Black Country of England, the southern counties of Wales; Pittsburgh, Chicago, Paterson, Lawrence, Manchester; cities innumerable in Great Britain and America, have joined in the great act of creating a new ideal and a new power, but the culmination that is its own antidote39 did not manifest itself there; instead it seems now to have developed in the raw scar across the face of Europe, and the malignant40 pustule that has burst at last formed itself at the far eastern end. Here, in the Rhineland and Westphalia, grew monstrously41 the wealth, the potency42, and the material force that, made operative by the cold philosophy and the supreme43 efficiency of Prussia, have made possible, and even inevitable44, the supreme attempt to bring to an end the outworn and discredited45 ideals and methods of ten centuries of Christian46 civilisation, and establish{153} in unquestioned supremacy47 the ideals and the methods that have fought hiddenly for dominion48 in Charleroi and Essen, in Leeds and Birmingham, in Pittsburgh, Chicago, and New York.
Coal and iron. When the first bituminous lump blazed unexpectedly on the hearth49 of the amazed cottager, the iron that had been man’s servant for so long, stirred in its first waking to mastership, a mastery achieved at last, incredible in its degree, incredible in its potentiality. Creatures of its own, and allies brought into being before or since, but now taking a new force and applied50 with new motives51, gunpowder52, steam, electricity, join with it in plausibly53 offering their services as beneficent agents toward the annihilating54 of life; and, as agent and controller of the vast hegemony, wealth, desired above all things, powerful beyond all things, after many days “Lord of the World.”
Nations and men have tried for world-mastery, time out of mind, relying on brute55 strength of muscle, on craft of brain, on indomitable will, and everlasting56 fear. Have tried and failed—after a little—and the empires of Alexander, C?sar, Charlemagne, Louis, Philip, Napoleon have crumbled57 and become a memory. Failure{154} was inevitable for strength of arm, of brain, of will, was not, and could not be made, exclusive possession of any race or people, nor could terror be confined within territorial58 limits; in the end revolt; the rising of new tribes, intrusion of fear, weakness, degeneration amongst the victors, their ominous59 evanishment from amongst the conquered.
But how now, with these new aids, these untried forces and potentialities? Suppose that the unestimated energy of a million years, stored in the bowels60 of the earth, be applied to the dull iron and to the harnessing of the mysterious electrical force, under the stimulus61 of Will emancipated62 from the hampering63 influence of a discredited religion and a superstitious64 ethic65; suppose a new demiurge be created, given supreme direction over soul and mind and body, and named Efficiency, and suppose for two generations the energy employed blindly and to no consistent end by dull nations, half-hearted in their devotion and still bound by the memory of dying creeds66 and moribund67 old morals, be applied by the highest and most self-sacrificing intelligence to the creation of a supreme, perfect, and absolutely co-ordinated engine that, at the well-conceived mo{155}ment, shall be brought to bear without pity and without pause on the inferior nations of the globe. What then?
The answer is still withheld68, for the trial is in process. It was a magnificent conception, and inevitable, for the great sequence of spiritual and material happenings that has followed from the first weakening of Christian civilisation and Catholic culture at the very beginning of the fourteenth century was bound to have issue in its logical and dramatic crest69, and in the final test of its efficiency. There is nothing half-way in its effort, nothing indifferently accomplished70 or insecure at any point. Essen, Wilhelmshaven, Berlin have forgotten nothing, failed in nothing. Every material agency, potential on the earth and under, has been developed, harnessed, and applied; every hampering stumbling-block of an old righteousness, an old religion, an old philosophy is removed; coal, iron, steam, electricity, chemistry are built up into a great and puissant71 unity72, made operative by the wealth they themselves have created and energised by the dynamic force of intensive intellect no longer hampered38 by fear of God or charity for man, or an ancient sense of honour that came out of feudalism, the Crusades, and a{156} Church that held the state in thrall73 and should have perished with the things she had made.
The mystery of the “Sin against the Holy Ghost,” the mystery of “Antichrist” are mysteries no longer, but clear writings on an open page; blazing words on the walls of the banquet hall where the feast has broken up in sudden and searching terror.
Coal and iron. These territories are now the centres of greatest conflict: Poland, Galicia, and the Scar of Europe in the west. Each is the land of coal and iron. In the east the contest sweeps back and forth74 in Poland to rob Russia of her mines and manufactures, and add them to the resources of Germany; in the south to preserve to Austria the coal and iron and oil of Galicia; in the west to gain from France the coal and iron of Champagne75, Artois, Picardy, as the coal and iron of Belgium were gained in the beginning at the price of paper treaties and a negligible honour, or to deprive Germany of the coal and iron that are the foundations of her empire (actual and potential) in the Rhineland and Westphalia. Was there any drama of Sophocles, Euripides, Shakespeare, Goethe that matched the sombre theatricalism76 of life itself? Here in the west, far back{157} in the Middle Ages, was the first great centre of manufacture and trade, Bruges, Ghent, Arras, great cities and world markets when London was a little river town, Paris a village, Berlin a frontier fort on the raw edge of a savage77 and heathen Prussia. Then later, after this first (and different) industrial civilisation had passed, came a new manifestation78, and from Lille to Essen appeared the materialisation of a new madness, while Bruges and Courtrai and Aix were forgotten, with all they stood for, and other centres grew up—black, roaring, uncouth79, but for men admirable and desired far beyond the restored churches and desecrated80 abbeys, the schools and universities, the dim and discredited philosophies, the decaying art and the vanished ideals of Fécamp and Reims, of Bruges and Louvain, of Aix and Trèves and Cologne. And now the Frankenstein monster gets him to his perfect work, and through the coal-fields and over the forges and factories, where he was fashioned, spreads death, devastation81, and ruin that, nevertheless (and here the mystery and the wonder increase), may yet bring redemption, release, and restoration.
What has been in the immediate82 past needs no description: Crefeld and Lille are only Man{158}chester and Pittsburgh, and their familiarity is sufficient to itself. What is now is equally common to all, and Louvain, Arras, and Reims in their blood-stained ruin are a part of the common consciousness. Meanwhile there were, and for the moment are, other cities and other regions, forgotten or endured, that are all Charleroi is not, or Crefeld or Maubeuge, and they are well worth a study, partly for what they are, partly for what they signify, partly for what they may forecast for a future beyond the present cataclysm83.
There is hardly a more absorbingly interesting portion of France, historically, artistically84, or picturesquely85, than that wonderful quadrilateral, Compiègne-Noyon-Laon-Soissons, with its three great cathedrals; its finest castle ruin in France—Coucy, the pride of Enguerrand III—its fine old towns, as Laon and Noyon, with their groves86 and terraced paths; its great Forest of Compiègne; and only a few miles away on one hand or the other, chateaux such as Coucy and Ham, battle-fields of the significance of Crécy. It is all fought over now and may be again; no one knows how much is left, or may be left by and by, but it was a fair land, with many traces of a more spacious{159} and balanced past, not in its great churches alone but as well in its quiet villages and its fine grey houses in old cities. A frontier, in a way, for already the creeping desolation of industrialism had reached close, working always down from the North of coal and iron, already absorbing St. Quentin and involving its ancient architecture in smoke and traffic, blotting87 out its streets of gabled houses, and turning it into a typical manufacturing centre—this, that was once the dowry of Mary Stuart.
North we enter into a general darkness, but on our way toward the dim old cities of Flanders and Brabant that hold even now the beauty of an elder day, forgotten by the world and outside the area of “great natural resources,” we may pause in spirit in Arras (it would not be well to be there in body, unless one were a soldier in the army of the Allies, when it would be perilous88 but touched with glory) for sight of an old, old city that gave a vision, better than almost any other in France, of what cities were in this region at the high-tide of the Renaissance. It is gone now, utterly89, irremediably, and the ill work begun in the Revolution and continued under the empire, when the great and splendid Gothic cathedral{160} was sold and utterly destroyed, has been finished by Prussian shells.
Capital of Artois, it had a vivid and eventful history, reaching back to pre-Roman times, continuing under Baldwin of the Iron Arm, who became the first Count of Arras; then being halved90 between the Count of Flanders and the King of France; given by St. Louis to his brother Robert, passing to the Counts of Burgundy, reverting91 to Louis de Male of Flemish fame, abandoned to the Emperor, won back by France; then acquiring the sinister92 distinction of having produced Robespierre and, finally, coming now to its end at the hands of the German hosts. What Arras must have been before the Revolution we can only guess, but with its glorious cathedral, its Chapelle des Ardents, and its “Pyramid of the Holy Candle” added to its surviving town hall with its fantastically beautiful spire94, and its miraculously96 preserved streets and squares lined with fancifully gabled and arcaded97 houses, it must have been a sanctuary98 of old delights. The cathedral was of all styles from the twelfth to the sixteenth century, while the chapel93 and the “pyramid,” were models of medi?val art in its richest state. Both were destroyed by one Lebon,{161} a human demon99 and apostate100 priest, who organised a “terror” of his own in his city and has gone down to infamy101 for his pestilential crimes.
Both the destroyed monuments were votive offerings in gratitude102 to Our Lady for her miraculous95 intervention103 in the case of a fearful plague in the twelfth century, the instrument of preservation104 being a certain holy candle, the melted wax from which was effective in preserving the life of all it touched. The pyramid was a slender Gothic tabernacle and spire, ninety feet high, standing105 in the Petite Place, a masterpiece of carved and painted and gilded106 sculptures, unique of its kind. Every vestige107 has vanished except a few relics108 preserved, together with that most precious memorial, the blood-stained rochet of St. Thomas à Becket, in the modern cathedral which Berlin has just announced has been completely and intentionally109 destroyed by gun-fire.
Until its recent destruction, Arras was one of the few territorially110 French towns in this region that could and did take one back into the atmosphere of the pre-coal-and-iron era of Europe, though with a difference. The fine vigour111 and riotous112 life of the Renaissance, the gaiety and spontaneousness of medi?valism were gone, with{162} the colour and gold of the carved and painted shrines113 and houses, the fanciful costumes, the alert civic114 life; and instead was a grey shadow, a slowly dissolving memory. Still the pale simulacrum could stimulate115 the imagination, as the rose jar renews the memory of the rose. Now the jar is shattered and the scented116 leaves are trodden in the red mire117, and we must make our way across the frontier if we are to find and enjoy what once Arras could in a measure give. God grant we may always be able to do so, and that Audenaarde and Tournai, Bruges and Malines, and Courtrai, with the still little villages in between, may remain to us after coal and iron have achieved their perfect work and been replaced in that position in life to which it pleased God to call them, so surrendering the more dominating place to which man had called them in his turn.
Of Ypres and Dixmude it is better to say little. Of the first of these, and its vanished glory, the solemn and single great Cloth Hall, I have said an inadequate118 something, but there was also St. Martin’s, once a cathedral, with its delicate type of Gothic, its rich Renaissance woodwork, its tombs and screens and treasures of ecclesiastical art; there were its old guild-houses and its quaint{163} dwellings119, carved and gabled and with wonderful old brickwork. And in Dixmude there was the Church of St. Nicholas with its jubé, or rood-loft, as gorgeous a piece of flamboyant120 art as one could find anywhere in Belgium or France. All this is gone, but a little farther on, behind the present battle lines, are more wonderful cities still—or are at this writing, in July, 1915.
This little Flanders, from the Scheldt to the sea, was a veritable garden of dreams. Nieuport, Furnes, Ypres, Dixmude, Courtrai, Tournai, Bruges, Ghent, Audenaarde—all are haunted by infinite old memories, and most of them have preserved their souls through seclusion121 and commercial oblivion, but around and between lie endless little villages of delicate old houses, grey Gothic churches that have not been secularised or abandoned (for Flanders always was a Catholic country), gardens, slow canals and brooks122 under their low stone bridges, and an ingratiating quiet that gives the lie to the progressive, practical, efficient, and wealthy strip of inordinate123 activity that “disquieteth itself in vain” from Lille to Liége through Mons and Courcelles, Charleroi and Namur.
As the old names come forward again in rumours{164} and reports from the front, in death lists and hideous124 narratives125 of outrage126 and destruction, indestructible memories, dormant127 for thirty years, take form and shape again, and daily the gentle charm of a forgotten land becomes living, and the dull fear of an unpredictable and sinister future grows more ominous and intense. There is no other land quite like it; no place where the old has been spared by the new to such a degree, and where the old has remained so altogether lovely.
Of course Bruges is the Holy of Holies in this sanctuary of lost ideals, but on the way stop to consider the outer ring of a better kind of fortresses128 that circle her inner citadel129.
Nieuport, Dixmude, and Ypres once held their stations from the sea to the Lys, but their ramparts and bastions were not proof against the siege-guns of Essen and they have fallen. Next to the east and farther down the Lys, is Courtrai, under whose walls in 1302 was fought that battle of the burghers of Flanders against the French, when 1,200 of the flower of French knighthood, not to speak of the men-at-arms, were slain130, and 600 golden spurs were gathered from the field and hung in triumph in the abbey church.
Once a great city, Courtrai had recovered something of its ancient wealth and activity, but this had injured it less than one might suppose, and it was still a fair town, with many trees and gardens, and its air of pride in a fine past. There were many churches, confused in their sequent styles, but full of charm, with rich screens of Gothic lace work, old wall paintings, and in one—Notre Dame131—Vandyck’s “Elevation of the Cross,” a great picture in every way. Then there was the H?tel de Ville, late Gothic of the kind that lingered so long in Flanders after it had perished elsewhere, with sumptuous132 chimneypieces of fantastic carvings133 and crowded statues, and finally the matchless old bridge with its three round arches and its enormous towers at either end with their high extinguisher roofs; altogether a good old town, so self-respecting and sane134 that it could achieve a new prosperity without sacrificing its old ideals.
South of Courtrai lies Tournai, on either side the Scheldt, the last outpost of an old culture against a new civilisation, for beyond lies Le Borinage, the Great Scar, where none would venture unless under compulsion. Like Courtrai it holds its own bravely against coal and iron, pre{166}serving its fine old buildings, and largely confining itself to its traditional weaving and embroidery135, much of which is still the product of hand-looms136 and deft137 fingers. All day the black coal barges138 slide down the river, coming from the inner darkness to disappear in the outer darkness, leaving the city itself clean and sweet, but prosperous withal, and manifesting a tendency toward boulevards that prompts both regret and apprehension139.
An ancient capital of the Merovings, a great city in the fifteenth century, four times the size of such struggling communities as London, besieged140 from time to time by pretty much every state or faction2 of North Europe, Tournai is full of pregnant records of every age for fifteen centuries. Toward the end of the seventeenth century the grave of King Childebert himself was discovered, containing innumerable remains141 of royal vestments and regalia—three hundred golden bees from his dalmatic, medals, coins, portions of a sceptre, sword, axe142, javelin143, together with the great seal-ring of the King himself and, as well, vestiges144 of the skeleton and trappings of his warhorse, killed and buried with him. Unfortunately these precious relics were seized and taken to{167} Paris, where most of them were later stolen and never recovered. It was from the gold bees, however, that Napoleon derived145 his idea of substituting this emblem146 for the traditional lilies of France. Now the lilies are faded and the bees are dust, but a resurrection is possible for either, and out of the war one or the other may come to a new day—or will both yield to the Rampant147 Lion from a blood-stained and forever-glorious flag, blowing now, though in exile, amongst the banners of Europe, equal in dignity and first in honour?
The Cathedral of Our Lady of Tournai is far less known than its peculiar148 importance and its peculiar beauty demand. It is a curious accretion149 and plexus of styles, from the middle of the eleventh to the end of the fourteenth century, with an incongruous but beautiful rood-screen of the Renaissance. Cruciform, and of great size (425 feet in length), it has the apsidal transepts of the Rhenish style, each with its columned ambulatory; a central tower with high pointed150 roof, also Rhenish (and English) and, as well, four slim surrounding towers, two to each transept, as at Laon, where they are not all complete, and at Reims, where they never rose above the nave151 cor{168}nice. All this is in a fine, strong, simple, round-arched transition style, far superior to anything on the Rhine, and at least equal to Noyon and Paris. The four tall towers are equal in size and general design, but run from a consistent Romanesque to a straightforward152 Gothic in detail, the effect being particularly vital and interesting. The enormous choir153 of late and very delicate medi?val design, having been begun in the last quarter of the thirteenth and finished in the middle of the fourteenth century, is one of the few Gothic things one regrets, for while it is very beautiful in itself, it has eliminated what was probably a strikingly effective Romanesque choir, while its towering mass crushes all the rest of the church and makes it a rather shapeless composition.
The cathedral has suffered constantly and at the hands of many kinds of unscrupulous vandals. The “Reformers” in the sixteenth century pillaged155 it and wrecked its gilded shrines and its ancient glass; the Revolutionists continued the dread156 work in the eighteenth century, and a hundred years later blundering efforts to reinforce it by crude masses of masonry157 were succeeded by equally blundering efforts at restoration. It has, however, preserved and gathered together many{169} treasures of Catholic art, including chasubles of St. Thomas à Becket, Flemish tapestries158, ivory carvings, embroidered159 altar frontals, metal work, and medi?val missals.
There are many other fine old churches in Tournai—St. Jacques, St. Quentin, St. Nicholas, St. Brice—all with elements of interest, while the ancient Cloth Hall contains a most valuable collection of medi?val art-work of all kinds, and the older streets still preserve fine dwellings and guild-houses of the Middle Ages and early Renaissance.
Audenaarde is all old, and it lies some five and twenty miles down the slow-winding Scheldt on its roundabout and unhurried way to Ghent and Antwerp and the sea. Once also it was a great city, now it is a village of six or seven thousand souls, for it has fortunately never recovered its prosperity under the new and unhandsome conditions that marked the nineteenth century, as happened in the case of Brussels and Antwerp and Ghent. In earlier days it was famous, like Arras, for its tapestries, and many of those exquisite160 fifteenth-century masterpieces that are now exiled in alien museums where they do not belong, but where at least their value is appre{170}ciated and estimated at almost their weight in gold, came from its looms. Tapestries are made here no more, nor in any other place, for their art was of a peculiar subtlety161 that, even if it finds appreciation162 amongst stray connoisseurs163 and curators, is as far beyond the powers of the present day and generation as the glass of Chartres or the sculptures of Reims. Linen164 and cotton weaving and the brewing165 of beer have taken the place of tapestries in Audenaarde, but the old town itself is little harmed thereby166.
From the large and pious167 and opulent days of the later Middle Ages, there remain in Audenaarde a very splendid great hall and two equally great churches of rather unusual value. The hall is early sixteenth century, very rich and equally graceful168, with a slender tower and spire, ending in a great crown as did the now-shattered tower of Arras. Its rooms are very splendid, with big carved chimneypieces of the most elaborate design, and with its small size and scrupulous154 detail it ranks with Bruges and Arras and in advance of the more ambitious creations of Brussels and Ghent.
The two remaining churches of Audenaarde, Ste. Walburga and Notre Dame, have much distinction and architectural value, particularly Notre{171} Dame, which was Cistercian and is a surprisingly pure example of the reserved and ascetic169 Gothic which always marked the buildings of this order—which it largely created as a matter of fact. Ste. Walburga is quite different, with its Romanesque choir of very modest proportions, its ambitious and overshadowing nave of the fifteenth century, and its unfinished transepts showing where the great scheme of rebuilding, undertaken when it was too late and religion was already a waning170 force, had been abandoned. There has been too much restoration in the case of all these works of admirable art, and the ancient atmosphere is pretty well gone, but they are noble still, in spite of the nervous and mechanical attentions of arch?ologists and architects and other well-meaning but misguided people.
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100 apostate | |
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101 infamy | |
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151 nave | |
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160 exquisite | |
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169 ascetic | |
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