Memoirs of Mde Blowitz . elane, editor of the Times,and denoimced me as quite under the thumb of the DueDecazes, and as wilfully ignoring and concealing frommy readers an Orleanist plot which was preparing a coupdetat. In this letter the Times was urged to send to Parissome clever and impartial person to keep the paperinformed of what was here going on underneath as wellas on the surface. This letter, I repeat, reached me on January i6, aweek after Baron Holsteins visit of gratitude, and it hadbeen sent on the 12th. I need not say that I have care-fully preserved this curious and instructive d
Memoirs of Mde Blowitz . elane, editor of the Times,and denoimced me as quite under the thumb of the DueDecazes, and as wilfully ignoring and concealing frommy readers an Orleanist plot which was preparing a coupdetat. In this letter the Times was urged to send to Parissome clever and impartial person to keep the paperinformed of what was here going on underneath as wellas on the surface. This letter, I repeat, reached me on January i6, aweek after Baron Holsteins visit of gratitude, and it hadbeen sent on the 12th. I need not say that I have care-fully preserved this curious and instructive documentnow for almost eighteen years, and if I divulge it to-dayit is because it is so appropriate in these pages, showing,as it does, with what stoicism a diplomatist bent uponhis duty rids himself of the duty when he thinks that heought to do so in the interests of a higher cause. My memoirs are now at an end. The life of a journalist is so ephemeral, what he accom-plishes is so swiftly swept away, what he writes is so. DIPLOMACY AND JOURNALISM. 317 promptly wiped, out by oblivion, that I have taken theliberty, in the preceding pages, of retracing, as theyreturn to my mind, some of the historical events inwhich I happened to play a part. I have written this book without any other after-thought than to survive, for a few months, TIME—thatrolls by and carries all away. I have not narrated every-thing that I have seen or learned during my long andadventurous career, because I consider that I have theright to imfold only secrets that are mine, and becauseI do not wish to follow the example of some men who,when they speak from beneath the tomb, accuse, attack,destroy—and only give their victims an opportunity toreply by dipping their nails into the planks of onescoffin. All that I have written is the expression of truth. Ihave considered it my duty to present, in their realsimplicity, events with which I have been closely con-nected, and which others, in their narratives, have
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