of Victor Emmanuel. This was voted on October
11. The majority of Cavour’s party did not
believe that Garibaldi would give in to the national
mandate; he knew him better. On the 13th the
dictator called together his advisers of all shades
of opinion. There was a heated discussion:
a solution seemed farther off than ever. Then,
when they had all spoken, the chief rose serenely
and said that, if annexation were the will of the
people, he would have annexation;
si faccia l’Italia!
He decreed the plebiscite, but, having made up his
mind, he did not wait for its verdict. He issued
one more ukase: “that the Two Sicilies form
an integral part of Italy, one and indivisible under
the constitutional king, Victor Emmanuel, and his
successors.” By a stroke of the pen he
handed over his conquests as a free gift. It was
not constitutional, still less democratic; puritan
republicans averted their eyes, so did rigid monarchists,
but Cavour was perfectly content. He had forced
Garibaldi’s hand without straining the royal
prerogative or the minister’s authority.
He had gained his end, and he had not betrayed freedom.
It could be argued now with more force than in 1860
that Garibaldi and Ricasoli were right in contending
that the best government for the southern populations,
only just released from a demoralising yoke, would
have been a wise, temporary despotism. But despotisms
have the habit of being neither wise nor temporary,
and, apart from this, the establishment of any partial
or regional rule, which placed the south under different
institutions from the rest of Italy, would have killed
Italian Unity at its birth.
Cavour went on a brief visit to Naples, his name having
been the first to be drawn when the deputies were
chosen who were to take the congratulations of parliament
to the king. Umbria, the Marches, and the kingdoms
of Sicily and Naples were joined to the common family.
Much had, indeed, been done, but there was trouble
still at Gaeta, where Napoleon placed his fleet in
such a position as to render an attack from the sea
impossible. It was difficult to decide if dust-throwing
were the object, or if Napoleonic ideas had taken a
new turn. Italy was made, but it might be unmade.
This was what French politicians were constantly repeating.
“L’Italie est une invention de l’Empereur,”
said M. Rouher. “Rome l’engloutira!”
predicted M. de Girardin. Italy, declared M.
Thiers, was an historical parasite which lived on
its past and could have no future. If all this
were so, the waters would be disturbed again soon,
and there might be play for anglers. The Murat
scheme would have a new chance, were Victor Emmanuel
tried and found wanting. Young Prince Murat confided
to his friends that he expected to be wanted soon
at Naples; “a great bore,” but he would
do his duty and go if required.