the tide of disaster. The French are unanimous
in ascribing their defeat to Joubert’s delay
at Paris, and it is certain that the enemy did take
Alexandria and Mantua during that month’s delay,
and thus were enabled to add the besieging forces
to their main army, so that Joubert was about to retreat
to the Apennines, and to assume a defensive position,
when Suvaroff forced him to accept battle. But
something should be allowed for the genius of the
Russian general, who was one of the great master-spirits
of war, and who seldom fought without being completely
victorious. He had mostly been employed against
the Turks, whose military reputation was then at the
lowest, or the Poles, who were too divided and depressed
to do themselves and their cause justice, and therefore
his character as a soldier did not stand so high as
that of more than one man who was his inferior; but
when, in his seventieth year, he took command in Italy,
there to encounter soldiers who had beaten the armies
of almost all other European nations, and who were
animated by a fanatical spirit as strong as that which
fired his own bosom, he showed himself to be more
than equal to his position. He was not at all
at fault, though brought face to face with an entirely
new state of things, but acted with his accustomed
vigor, marching from victory to victory, and reconquering
Italy more rapidly than it had been conquered three
years before by Bonaparte. When Bonaparte was
destroying the Austrian armies in Italy, Suvaroff
watched his operations with deep interest, and said
that he must go to the West to meet the new genius,
or that Bonaparte would march to the East against
Russia,—a prediction, it has been said,
that was fulfilled to the Frenchman’s ruin.
Whether, had he encountered Bonaparte, he would have
beaten him, is a question for the ingenious to argue,
but which never can be settled. But one thing
is certain, and that is, that Bonaparte never encountered
an opponent of that determined and energetic character
which belonged to Suvaroff until his latter days,
and then his fall was rapid and his ruin utter.
That Suvaroff failed in Switzerland, to which country
he had been transferred from Italy, does not at all
impeach his character for generalship. His failure
was due partly to the faults of others, and partly
to circumstances. Switzerland was to him what
Russia became to Napoleon in 1812. Massena’s
victory at Zuerich, in which half of Korsakoff’s
army was destroyed, rendered Russian failure in the
campaign inevitable. All the genius in the world,
on that field of action, could not have done anything
that should have compensated for so terrible a calamity.
Zuerich saved France far more than did Marengo, and
it is to be noted that it was fought and won by the
oldest of all the able men who figure in history as
Napoleon’s Marshals. There were some of
the Marshals who were older than Massena, but they
were not men of superior talents. Massena was
forty-one when he defeated Korsakoff, and he was a
veteran soldier when the Revolutionary wars began.