On the contrary, if one will follow the genial Dumas through the pages of his Valois Romances, he will find a French writer who, while loyal to the kingly line, does not hesitate to paint this woman in unlovely colors.  She is here the low intriguer who does not stop at assassination to gain her ends.  On only one point, indeed, do historians and romancers seem to agree:  she is always interesting—­never commonplace.  She fills a definite niche in an important period, and her personal reputation must be handled as a thing apart.

This portrait of her by Brantome is one of a series of papers comprising his “Lives of Illustrious Ladies,”—­or as he preferred to call it, “Book of the Ladies.”  Brantome himself lived an adventurous life.  Born in Perigord in 1537, he was only eighteen years younger than the queen he here discusses.  His family, the de Bourdeilles, was one of the oldest and most respected in that province.  “Not to boast of myself,” he says, “I can assert that none of my race has ever been home-keeping; they have spent as much time in travels and wars as any, no matter who they be, in France.”  The young Pierre had his first experience in Court life, at the Court of Marguerite, sister of Francis I., to whom his mother was lady-in-waiting.  As he was the youngest of the family, he was destined for the priesthood—­which he always regarded from the militant, rather than the spiritual side—­and when only sixteen King Henry II. bestowed upon him the Abbey of Brantome.

The record of his life thereafter is one of travel and adventure in many lands.  It is the period of the Renaissance, when wars and conquests, intrigues and romances, poetry and song flourish,—­in all of which our Abbe is equally at home!  He goes with the Duc de Guise to escort the young widowed Queen, Mary, back to her Scottish throne.  He visits Marguerite de Valois in her retirement and is so smitten by her beauty that he dedicates all his books to her.  And during his busy, adventurous life he finds time to set down many things which he sees and hears.  Some of these stories smack of the scandalous, but all undoubtedly reflect the spirit and manners of the time.

After a long life, Brantome passed away in 1614, and although a clause in his will expressly related to the publication of his works they were left in MS. form, in his castle of Richemont, for half a century.  They were finally published in Leyden, in 1665, and have been frequently reprinted since.

THE MEMOIRS OF CATHERINE DE MEDICI

I have wondered a hundred times, and been astonished, that, with so many good writers as we have had in France in our day, none of them have been inquisitive enough to bring out some sketches on the life and deeds of the Queen-Mother, Catherine de Medici, since she has given ample material, and did as much fine work as ever was done by a queen—­as once said the Emperor Charles to Paolo Giovio on his return from his triumphant voyage in the “Goulette,” when wishing to declare war against King Francis, that it was only necessary to be provided with paper and ink, to supply him with any amount of work.