Notwithstanding the uneasiness the opinion of the watchman had given, notwithstanding the alarm caused by terror of the pirates, in every house, poor or rich, preparations were being made for the patriarchal feast.
We have spoken of the magnificent cradle which had long been in course of preparation through the untiring industry of Dame1 Dulceline.
It was at last finished and placed in the hall of the dais, or hall of honour in Maison-Forte.
Midnight had just sounded. The woman in charge was impatiently awaiting the return of Raimond V., his daughter, Honorat de Berrol, and other relations and guests whom the baron2 had invited to the ceremony.
All the family and guests had gone to La Ciotat, to be present at the midnight mass.
Abbé Mascarolus had said mass in the chapel4 of the castle for those who had remained at home.
We will conduct the reader to the hall of the dais, which occupied two-thirds of the long gallery which communicated with the two wings of the castle.
It was never opened except on solemn occasions.
A splendid red damask silk covered its walls. To supply the place of flowers, quite rare in that season, masses of green branches, cut from trees and arranged in boxes, hid almost entirely5 the ten large arched windows of this immense hall.
At one end of the hall rose a granite6 chimneypiece, ten feet high and heavily sculptured.
Notwithstanding the season was cold, no fire burned in this vast fireplace, but an immense pile, composed of branches of vine, beech7, olive, and fir-apples, only waited the formality of custom to throw waves of light and heat into the grand and stately apartment.
Two pine-trees with long green branches ornamented9 with ribbons, oranges, and bunches of grapes, were set up in boxes on each side of the chimney, and formed above the mantelpiece a veritable thicket10 of verdure.
Six copper11 chandeliers with lighted yellow wax candles only partially12 dissipated the darkness of the immense room.
At the other end, opposite the chimney, rose the dais, resembling somewhat the canopy13 of a bed, with curtains, hangings, and cushions of red damask, as were, too, the mantle14 and gloves, a part of the equipment of office.
The red draperies covered, with their long folds, five wooden steps, which were hidden under a rich Turkey carpet.
Ordinarily the armorial chair of Raimond V. was placed on this elevation15, and here enthroned, the old gentleman, as lord of the manor16, administered on rare occasions justice to high and low. On Christmas Day, however, the cradle of the infant Jesus occupied this place of honour.
A table of massive oak, covered over with a rich oriental drapery, furnished the middle of the gallery.
On this table could be seen an ebony box handsomely carved, with a coat of arms on its lid. This box contained the book of accounts, a sort of record in which were written the births and all other important family events.
Armchairs and benches of carved oak, with twisted feet, completed the furniture of this hall, to which its size and severe bareness gave an imposing17 character.
Dame Dulceline and Abbé Mascarolus had just finished placing the cradle under the dais. This marvel18 was a picture in relief about three feet square at the base and three feet high. The faithful representation of the stable where the Saviour19 was born would have been too severe a limitation to the poetical20 conceptions of the good abbé.
So, instead of a stable, the holy scene was pictured under a sort of arcade21 sustained by two half ruined supports. In the spaces between the stones, real little stones artistically22 cut, were hung long garlands of natural vines and leaves, most beautifully intertwined.
A cloud of white wax seemed to envelope the upper part of the arcade. Five or six cherubs23 about a thumb high, modelled in wax painted a natural colour, and wearing azure24 wings made of the feathers of humming-birds, were here and there set in the cloud, and held a streamer of white silk, in the middle of which glittered the words, embroidered25 in letters of gold: Gloria in Jezcelriir.
The supports of the arcade rested on a sort of carpet of fine moss26, packed so closely as to resemble green velvet27, and in front of this erection was placed the cradle of the Saviour of the world; a real, miniature cradle, covered over with the richest laces. In it reposed28 the infant Jesus.
Kneeling by the cradle, the Virgin29 Mary bent30 over the Babe her maternal31 brow, the white veil of the Queen of Angels falling over her feet and hiding half of her azure coloured silk robe.
The paschal lamb, his four feet bound with a rose coloured ribbon, was laid at the foot of the cradle; behind it the kneeling ox thrust his large head, and his eyes of enamel32 seemed to contemplate33 the divine Infant.
The ass3, on a more distant plane, and half hidden by the posts of the arcade, behind which it stood, also showed his meek34 and gentle head.
The dog seemed to cringe near the cradle, while the shepherds, clothed in coarse cassocks, and the magi kings, dressed in rich robes of brocatelle, were offering their adoration35.
A fourth row of little candles, made of rose-scented wax, burned around the cradle.
An immense amount of work, and really great resources of imagination, had been necessary to perfect such an exquisite36 picture. For instance, the ass, which was about six thumbs in height, was covered in mouse-skin which imitated his own to perfection. The black and white ox owed his hair to an India pig of the same colour, and his short and polished black horns to the rounded nippers of an enormous beetle37.
The robes of the magi kings revealed a fairy-like skill and patience, and their long white hair was really veritable hair, which Dame Dulceline had cut from her own venerable head.
As to the figures of the cherubs, the infant Jesus, and other actors in this holy scene, they had been purchased in Marseilles from one of those master wax-chandlers, who always kept assorted38 materials necessary in the construction of these cradles.
Doubtless it was not high art, but there was, in this little monument of a laborious39 and innocent piety40, something as simple and as pathetic as the divine scene which they tried to reproduce with such religious conscientiousness41.
The good old priest and Dame Dulceline, after having lit the last candles which surrounded the cradle, stood a moment, lost in admiration42 of their work.
“Never, M. Abbé,” said Dame Dulceline, “have we had such a beautiful cradle at Maison-Forte.”
“That is true, Dame Dulceline; the representation of the animals approaches nature as closely as is permitted man to approach the marvels43 of creation.”
“Ah, M. Abbé, why did it have to be that the accursed Bohemian, who they say is an emissary of the pirates, should give us the secret of making glass eyes for these animals?”
“What does it matter, Dame Dulceline? Perhaps some day the miscreant44 will learn the eternal truth. The Lord employs every arm to build his temple.”
“Pray tell me, M. Abbé, why we must put the cradle under the dais in the hall of honour. Soon it will be forty years since I began making cradles for Maison-Forte des Anbiez. My mother made them for Raimond IV., father of Raimond V., for as many years. Ah, well! I have never asked before, nor have I even asked myself why this hall was always selected for the blessed exposition.”
“Ah, you see, Dame Dulceline, there is always, at the base of our ancient religious customs, something consoling for the humble45, the weak, and the suffering, and also something imposing as a lesson for the happy and the rich and the powerful of this world. This cradle, for instance, is the symbol of the birth of the divine Saviour. He was the poor child of a poor artisan, and yet some day he was to be as far above the most powerful of men as the heavens are above the earth. So you see, Dame Dulceline, upon the anniversary day of the redemption, the poor and rustic46 cradle of the infant Saviour takes the place of honour in the ceremonial hall of the noble baron.”
“Ah, I understand, M. Abbé, they put the infant Jesus in the place of the noble baron, to show that the lords of this world should be first to bow before the Saviour!”
“Without doubt, Dame Dulceline, in thus doing homage47 to the Lord through the symbol of his power, the baron preaches by example the communion and equality of men before God.”
Dame Dulceline remained silent a moment, thinking of the abbé's words, then, satisfied with his explanation, she proposed another question to him, which in her mind was more difficult of solution.
“M. Abbé,” asked she, with an embarrassed air, “you say that at the base of all ancient customs there is always a lesson; can there be one, then, in the custom of Palm Sunday, when foundling children run about the streets of Marseilles with branches of laurel adorned48 with fruit? For instance, last year, on Palm Sunday,—I blush to think of it even now, M. Abbé,—I was walking on the fashionable promenade49 of Marseilles with Master Tale-bard-Talebardon, who was not then the declared enemy of monseigneur, and, lo! one of the unfortunate little foundlings stopped right before me and the consul50, and said, with a sweet voice, as he kissed our hands, ‘Good morning, mother! good morning, father!’ By St Dulceline, my patron saint, M. Abbé, I turned purple with shame, and Master Talebard-Talebardon did, too. I beg your pardon, respectfully, for alluding51 to the coarse jokes of Master Laramée, who accompanied us, on the subject of this poor foundling’s insult! But this Master Laramée has neither modesty52 nor shame. I could not help repulsing53 with horror this nursling of public charity, and I pinched his arm sharply, and said to him: ‘Will you be silent, you ugly little bastard54?’ He felt his fault, for he began to weep, and when I complained of his indecent impudence55 to a grave citizen, he replied to me: ‘My good lady, such is the custom here; on Palm Sunday foundlings have the privilege of running through the streets, and saying, ‘father and mother,’ to all whom they may meet.”
“That is really the custom, Dame Dulceline,” said the abbé.
“Well, it may be the custom, M. Abbé, but is that not a very impertinent and improper56 custom, to permit unfortunate little children without father or mother to walk up and say ‘mother’ to honest, discreet57 persons like myself, for example, who prefer the peace of celibacy58 to the disquietudes of family? As to the morality of this custom, I pray you explain it, M. Abbé. I look for it in vain with all my eyes. I can see nothing in it but what is outrageously59 indecent!”
“And you are mistaken, Dame Dulceline,” said Abbé Mascarolus; “this custom is worthy60 of respect, and you were wrong to treat that poor child so cruelly.”
“I was wrong? That little rascal61 comes and calls me mother, and I permit it? Why, then, thanks to this custom, there would—”
“Thanks to this custom,” interrupted the abbé, “thanks to the privilege that these little unfortunates have, of being able to say, one day in the year, ‘father and mother’ to those they meet,—those dear names that they never pronounce, which, perhaps, may have never passed their lips—alas! how many there are, and I have seen them, who say these words with tears in their eyes, as they remember that, when that day is past, they cannot repeat the blessed words! And sometimes it happens, Dame Dulceline, that strangers, moved to pity by such innocence62 and sorrow, or being touched by the caressing63 words, have adopted some of these unfortunates; others have given abundant alms, because this innocent appeal for charity is almost always heard. You see, Dame Dulceline, that this custom, too, has a useful end,—a pious64 signification.”
The old woman bowed her head in silence, and finally replied to the good chaplain:
“You are a clever man, M. Abbé; you are right. See what it is to have knowledge! Now I repent65 of having repulsed66 the child so cruelly. Next Palm Sunday I will not fail to carry several yards of good, warm cloth, and nice linen67, and this time, I promise you, I will not act the cruel stepmother with the poor children who call me mother! But if that old sot, Laramée, makes any indecent joke about me, as sure as he has eyes I will prove to him that I have claws!”
“That would prove too much, Dame Dulceline. But, since monseigneur does not yet return, and since we are discussing the customs of our good old Provence, and their usefulness to poor people, come, now, what have you observed on the day of St Lazarus, concerning the dance of St Elmo?”
“What do you want me to tell you, M. Abbé? Now I distrust myself; before your explanation I railed against the custom of foundlings on Palm Sunday, now I respect it.”
“Say always, Dame Dulceline, that the sin of ignorance is excusable. But what is your opinion concerning the dance of St Elmo?”
“Bless me, M. Abbé, I understand nothing about it! I sometimes ask myself what is the good, the day of the feast of St. Elmo, of dressing68 up, at the expense of the city or community, all the poor young boys and girls as handsomely as possible. That is not all. Not content with that, these young people go from house to house, among the rich citizens and the lords, asking to borrow something. This one wants a gold necklace, that one a pair of diamond earrings69, another a silver belt, another a hatband set with precious stones, or a sword-belt braided in gold. Ah, well! in my opinion,—but I may change it in an hour,—M. Abbé, it is wrong to lend all these costly70 articles to poor people and artisans who have not a cent.”
“Why so? Since the feast of St. Lazarus has been celebrated71 here, have you ever heard, Dame Dulceline, that any of those precious jewels have been lost or stolen?”
“Good God in Heaven! Never, M. Abbé, neither here, nor in Marseilles, nor in all Provence, I believe. Thank God, our youth is honest, after all! For instance, last year Mlle. Reine loaned her Venetian girdle, which Stephanette says cost more than two thousand crowns. Ah, well! Thereson, the daughter of the miller72 at Pointe-aux-Cailles, who wore this costly ornament8 during all the feast, came and brought it back before sunset, although she had permission to keep it till night. And for this same feast of St. Lazarus, monseigneur loaned to Pierron, the fisherman of Maison-Forte, his beautiful gold chain, and his medallion set with rubies73, that Master Laramée cleans, as you told him to do, with teardrops of the vine.”
“That is true; and if one can mix with these teardrops of the vine a tear of a stag killed in venison season, Dame Dulceline, the rubies will shine like sparks of fire.”
“Ah, well, M. Abbé, Pierron, the fisherman, brought back faithfully that precious chain even before the appointed hour. I repeat, M. Abbé, our youth is an honest youth, but I do not see the use of risking the loss, not by theft, but by accident, of beautiful jewels, for the pleasure of seeing these young people dance the old Proven?al dances in the streets and roads, to the sound of tambourines74 and cymbalettes and flutes75, that play the national airs, ooubados and bedocheos, until you are deaf.”
“Ah, well, Dame Dulceline,” said Mascarolus, smiling sweetly, “you are going to learn that you were wrong not to see in this custom, too, a lesson and a use. When mademoiselle loaned to Thereson, the poor daughter of a miller, a costly ornament, she showed a blind confidence in the girl; now, Dame Dulceline, confidence begets76 honesty and prevents dishonesty. That is not all; in giving Thereson the pleasure of wearing this ornament for one day, our young mistress showed her at the same time the charm and the nothingness of it, and then, as this pleasure is not forbidden to the poor people, they do not look on it with jealousy77. This custom, in fact, establishes delightful78 relations between rich and poor, which are based on probity79, confidence, and community of interest What do you think now of the dance of St. Elmo, Dame Dulceline?”
“I think, M. Chaplain, that, although I have no jewels but a cross and a gold chain, I will lend them with a good heart to young Madelon, the best worker in my laundry, on the next feast of St. Lazarus, because every time I take this gold cross out of its box the poor girl devours80 it with her eyes, and I am sure that she will be wild with joy. But I am getting bewildered, M. Abbé; I brought some pure oil to fill the two Christmas lamps, which mademoiselle is to light, and I was about to forget them.”
“Speaking of oil, Dame Dulceline, do not forget to fill well with oil that jug81 in which I have steeped those two beautiful bunches of grapes. I wish to attempt the experiment cited by M. de Maucaunys.”
“What experiment, M. Abbé?”
“This erudite and veracious82 traveller pretends that by leaving bunches of grapes, gathered on the day which marks the middle of September, in a jug of pure oil for seven months, the oil will acquire such a peculiar83 property that whenever it burns in a lamp whose light is thrown on the wall or the floor, thousands of bunches of grapes will appear on this wall or floor, perfect in colour, but as deceptive84 as objects painted on glass.” Dame Dulceline was just about to testify her admiration for the good and credulous85 chaplain, when she heard in the court the sound of carriage and horses, which announced the return of Raimond V.
She disappeared precipitately86. The door opened, and Raimond V. entered the gallery with several ladies and gentlemen, friends and their wives, who had also been present at the midnight mass in the parochial church of La Ciotat.
The baron and the other men were in holiday attire87, and the women in that dress which going and coming on horseback rendered necessary, inasmuch as carriages were very rare.
Although the countenance88 of Raimond V. was always joyous89 and cordial when he welcomed his guests at Maison-Forte, an expression of sadness from time to time now came over his features, for he had relinquished90 all hope of seeing his brothers at this family festival.
The guests of the baron all admired the cradle Dame Dulceline had prepared with so much skill, and the chaplain received the praises of the company with as much modesty as gratitude91.
Honorat de Berrol appeared more melancholy92 than ever.
Reine, on the contrary, realising the necessity for making him forget the refusal of her hand, which she had at last decided93 upon, by means of various evidences of kindness and friendship, treated the young man with cousinly esteem94 and affection.
Nevertheless, she was conscious of a painful embarrassment95; she had not yet informed the baron of her determination not to marry Honorat de Berrol. She had only obtained her father’s consent to have the nuptials96 delayed until the return of the commander and Father Elzear, who, from what was implied in their last letters, might arrive at any moment.
Eulogies97 on the cradle seemed inexhaustible, when the baron, approaching the company of admiring guests, said: “My opinion is, ladies, that we had better begin the cachofué, for this hall is very damp and cold, and the fire is only waiting to blaze!”
The cachofué, or feu caché, was an old Proven?al ceremony, which consisted of bringing in a Christmas log and lighting98 it every evening until the New Year. This log was lighted and extinguished, so that it would last the given time.
“Yes, yes, the cachofué, baron!” exclaimed the ladies, gaily99. “You are to be the actor in the ceremony, so the time to begin depends on you.”
“Alas! my friends, I hoped indeed that this honoured ceremony of our fathers would have been more complete, and that my brother the commander would have brought with him my good brother Elzear. But that is not to be thought of for this night at least.”
“The Lord grant that the commander may arrive soon with his black galley,” said one of the ladies to the baron. “These wicked pirates, whom we all dread100, would not dare make a descent if they knew he was in port.” “The pirates to the devil, good cousin!” cried the baron, gaily. “The watchman is spying them from the height of Cape101 l’Aigle; at his first signal all the coast will be in arms. The port of La Ciotat is armed; the citizens and fishermen are keeping Christmas with only one hand, they have the other on their muskets102; my cannon103 and small guns are loaded, and ready to fire on the entrance to the port, if these sea-robbers dare show themselves. Manjour! my guests and cousins, if I had obeyed the Marshal of Vitry, at this hour my house would be disarmed104 and out of condition to defend the city.”
“And you did very bravely, baron,” said the lord of Signerol, “to act as you did. Now the example has been given and the marshal will meddle105 no longer with our affairs.”
“Manjour! I hope so indeed. If he does, we will meddle with his,” said the baron. “But where is my young comrade of the cachofué?” added he. “I am the eldest106, but I must have the youngest to go for the Christmas log.”
“Here is the dear child, father,” said Reine, leading a beautiful boy of six years, with large blue eyes, rosy107 cheeks, and lovely curls, up to the baron. His mother, a cousin of the baron, looked at the boy with pride, not unmixed with fear, for she suspected that he might not be equal to the complicated r?le necessary to be played in this patriarchal ceremony.
“Are you sure you understand what is to be done, my little C?sar?” asked the baron, bending over the little boy.
“Yes, yes, monseigneur. Last year, at grandfather’s house, I carried the Christmas log,” replied the child, with a capable and resolute108 air.
“The linnet will become a hawk109, I promise you, my cousin,” said the baron to the mother, delighted with the child’s self-confidence.
Raimond V. then took the little fellow by the hand, and, followed by his guests, he descended110 to the door of Maison-Forte, which opened into the inner court, before beginning the ceremony of the cachofué.
All the inmates111 and dependents of the castle, labourers, farmers, fishermen, vine-dressers, servants, women, children, and old men, were assembled in the court.
Although the light of the moon was quite bright, a large number of torches, made of resinous112 wood fastened to poles, illuminated113 the court and the interior buildings of Maison-Forte.
In the middle of the court were collected the combustibles necessary to kindle114 an immense pile of wood, which was to be set on fire the same moment that the cachofué in the hall of the dais was lighted.
Raimond V. appeared before the assembly attended by four lackeys115 in livery, who walked before him, bearing candlesticks with white wax candles. He was followed by his family and his guests.
At the sight of the baron, cries of “Long live monseigneur!” resounded116 on all sides.
In front of the door on the ground lay a large olive-tree, the trunk and branches. It was the Christmas log.
Abbé Mascarolus, in cassock and surplice, commenced the ceremony by blessing117 the Christmas log, or the calignaou, as it was called in the Proven?al language; then the child approached, followed by Laramée, who, in his costume of majordomo, bore on a silver tray a gold cup filled with wine.
The child took the cup in his little hands and poured, three times, a few drops of wine on the calignaou, or Christmas log, and recited, in a sweet and silvery voice, the old Proven?al verse, always said upon this solemn occasion:
“‘Allègre, Diou nous allègre,
Cachofué ven, tou ben ven,
Diou nous fague la grace de veire l’an que ven,
Se si an pas mai, que signen pas men.’”
“Oh, let us be joyful118, God gives us all joy;
Cachofué comes, and it comes all to bless;
God grant we may live to see the New Year;
But if we are no more, may we never be less!”
These innocent words, recited by the child with charming grace, were listened to with religious solemnity.
Then the child wet his lips with the wine in the cup, and presented it to Raimond V., who did likewise, and the cup passed from hand to hand, among all the members of the baron’s family, until each one had wet his lips with the consecrated119 beverage120.
Then twelve foresters in holiday dress lifted the calignaou, and carried it into the hall of the dais, while, in conformity121 to the law of the ceremony, Raimond V. held in his hand one of the roots of the tree, and the child held one of the branches; the old man saying, “Black roots are old age,” and the child answering, “Green branches are youth,” and the assistants adding in chorus, “God bless us all, who love him and serve him!”
The log, borne into the hall on the robust122 shoulders of the foresters, was placed in the immense fireplace, whereupon the child took a pine torch, and held it to a pile of fir-apples and boughs123; a tall white flame sparkled in the vast, black hearth124, and threw a joyous radiance to the farther end of the gallery.
“Christmas, Christmas!” cried the guests of the baron, clapping their hands.
“Christmas! Christmas!” repeated the vassals125 assembled in the interior court.
At the same moment, the pile of wood outside was kindled126, and the tall yellow flames mounted in the midst of enthusiastic shouts, and whirls of a Proven?al dance.
One other last ceremony was to take place, and then the guests would gather around the supper-table.
Reine advanced to the cradle, and Stephanette brought to her a wooden bowl filled with the corn of St. Barbara, which was already green. For it was the custom in Provence, every fourth of December, St Barbara’s day, to sow grains of corn in a porringer filled with earth frequently watered. This wet earth was exposed to a very high temperature, and the com grew rapidly. If it was green, it predicted a good harvest, if it was yellow, the harvest would be bad.
Mlle, des Anbiez placed the wooden bowl at the foot of the cradle, and on each side of this offering lit two little square silver lamps, called in the Proven?al tongue the lamps of Calenos, or Christmas lamps.
“St Barbara’s corn, green; fine harvests all the year!” cried the baron: “so may my harvests and your harvests be, my guests and cousins! Now to the table, yes, to the table, friends, and then come the Christmas presents for friends and relations!”
Master Laramée opened the folding doors which led to the dining-room, and announced supper. It is needless to speak of the abundance of this meal, worthy in every respect of the hospitality of Raimond V.
What, however, we must not fail to remark, is that there were three table-cloths, in conformity to another ancient custom.
On the smallest, which was in the middle of the table, in the style of a centre-piece, were the presents of fruits and cakes that the members of the family made to their head.
On the second, a little larger and lapping over the first, were arranged the national dishes of the simplest character, such as bouillabaisse, a fish-soup, famous in Provence, and broiled127 salt tunny.
Lastly, on the third cloth, which covered the rest of the table, were the choicest dishes in abundance, and artistically arranged.
We will leave the guests of Raimond V. to the enjoyment128 of a patriarchal hospitality as they discussed old customs, and grew excited over arguments relating to freedom and ancient privileges, always so respected and so valiantly129 defended by those who remain faithful to the pathetic and religious traditions of the olden time.
That happy, peaceful evening was but too soon interrupted by the events to which we will now introduce the reader.
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