eating richly but without luxury, in silently amassing
money without enjoying it otherwise than as Calvin
enjoyed power—by thought. Calvin imposed
on all the citizens of his adopted town the same gloomy
pall which he spread over his own life. He created
in the Consistory a Calvinistic inquisition, absolutely
similar to the revolutionary tribunal of Robespierre.
The Consistory denounced the persons to be condemned
to the Council, and Calvin ruled the Council through
the Consistory, just as Robespierre ruled the Convention
through the Club of the Jacobins. In this way
an eminent magistrate of Geneva was condemned to two
months’ imprisonment, the loss of all his offices,
and the right of ever obtaining others “because
he led a disorderly life and was intimate with Calvin’s
enemies.” Calvin thus became a legislator.
He created the austere, sober, commonplace, and hideously
sad, but irreproachable manners and customs which characterize
Geneva to the present day,—customs preceding
those of England called Puritanism, which were due
to the Cameronians, disciples of Cameron (a Frenchman
deriving his doctrine from Calvin), whom Sir Walter
Scott depicts so admirably. The poverty of a
man, a sovereign master, who negotiated, power to
power, with kings, demanding armies and subsidies,
and plunging both hands into their savings laid aside
for the unfortunate, proves that thought, used solely
as a means of domination, gives birth to political
misers,—men who enjoy by their brains only,
and, like the Jesuits, want power for power’s
sake. Pitt, Luther, Calvin, Robespierre, all
those Harpagons of power, died without a penny.
The inventory taken in Calvin’s house after his
death, which comprised all his property, even his
books, amounted in value, as history records, to two
hundred and fifty francs. That of Luther came
to about the same sum; his widow, the famous Catherine
de Bora, was forced to petition for a pension of five
hundred francs, which as granted to her by an Elector
of Germany. Potemkin, Richelieu, Mazarin, those
men of thought and action, all three of whom made or
laid the foundation of empires, each left over three
hundred millions behind them. They had hearts;
they loved women and the arts; they built, they conquered;
whereas with the exception of the wife of Luther, the
Helen of that Iliad, all the others had no tenderness,
no beating of the heart for any woman with which to
reproach themselves.
[*] Momerie.
This brief digression was necessary in order to explain
Calvin’s position in Geneva.
During the first days of the month of February in
the year 1561, on a soft, warm evening such as we
may sometimes find at that season on Lake Leman, two
horsemen arrived at the Pre-l’Eveque,—thus
called because it was the former country-place of
the Bishop of Geneva, driven from Switzerland about
thirty years earlier. These horsemen, who no
doubt knew the laws of Geneva about the closing of
the gates (then a necessity and now very ridiculous)
rode in the direction of the Porte de Rive; but they
stopped their horses suddenly on catching sight of
a man, about fifty years of age, leaning on the arm
of a servant-woman, and walking slowly toward the
town. This man, who was rather stout, walked
with difficulty, putting one foot after the other
with pain apparently, for he wore round shoes of black
velvet, laced in front.