Savoy, known as Amadeus with the Tail, son of Humbert
of the White Hands, founder of the House, went to
the Holy Roman Emperor with such a body of retainers
that the guards refused them entrance to the Council
Chamber. ’Either I shall go in with my
Tail or not at all,’ said Humbert, and with his
Tail he went in. This was the metal of the race.
Even at the time when they were vassals of the Empire,
they expected to dictate rather than to obey.
They studiously married into all the great royal houses
of Europe. Though they persecuted their Vaudois
subjects, who were only in 1848 rewarded by emancipation
for centuries of unmerited sufferings and splendid
fidelity, yet the Princes of Savoy had from the first,
from the White-Handed Humbert himself, held their
heads high in all transactions with the Holy See,
between which and them there was an ever-returning
antagonism. Not to the early part of the nineteenth
century, when the rebound from revolutionary chaos
did not suffice to denationalise the Kings of Sardinia,
but sufficed to ally them with reaction, ought we
to turn if we would seize the true bearings of the
development of the Counts of Maurienne into Kings of
Italy. At that moment the mission of Piedmont,
though not lost, was obscured. What has rather
to be contemplated is the historic tendency, viewed
as a whole, of both reigning house and people.
No one has pointed out that tendency more clearly
than the anonymous author of a pamphlet entitled Le
Testament politique du Chevalier Walpole (published
at Amsterdam in 1769), who was able to draw the horoscope
of the House of Savoy with a correctness which seems
almost startling. He was not helped by either
sympathy or poetic imagination, but simply by political
logic. Sardinia, he said, was the best governed
state in Europe. Instead of yielding to the indolent
apathy in which other reigning families were sunk,
its princes sought to improve its laws and develop
its resources according to the wants of the population
and the exigences of the climate. Finance, police,
the administration of justice, military discipline,
presented the picture of order. From the nature
of the situation, a King of Sardinia must be ambitious,
and to satisfy his ambition he had only to bide his
time. Placed between two great Powers he could
choose for his ally whichever would give him the most,
and by playing this mute role, it was impossible
that he would not hereafter be called upon to play
one of the most important parts in Europe. Italy
was the oyster disputed by Austria and France; might
it not happen that the King of Sardinia, becoming
judge and party, would devour the oyster and leave
the shells to the rival aspirants? It was unlikely,
added this far-seeing observer, that the Italian populations
should have got so innured to their chains as to prefer
the harsh, vexatious government of Austria to the
happy lot which Sardinian domination would secure
to them, but even if they had become demoralised to
this extent, they could not resist the providential
advance of a temperate, robust and warlike nation like
Piedmont, led by a prince as enlightened as the King
(Charles Emmanuel) who then reigned over it.