The Triple Crown: An Account of the Papal Conclaves
LEO XI (MEDICI)
Sixty-one cardinals were present at the conclave. The Spanish faction numbered twenty-five, with Avila, a self-opinionated, quarrelsome prelate in command.
Between the two chief opposing forces hovered several smaller groups; such as the five French cardinals headed by Joyeuse. These would certainly co-operate with the Florentines with whom Montalto had also thrown in his lot. As soon as the conclave had settled in on March 14th Aldobrandini made his first mistake. Without testing the temper of the assembly, or giving himself time to increase his following, he officially declared his candidate and attempted to rush his election. His choice was in itself an open challenge to Spain, as Baronio, his nominee, had quite lately written a book exposing the abuses of the Spanish rulers in Sicily both in the secular and the ecclesiastical spheres. Philip III's dependants would naturally oppose the most strenuous resistance to the elevation to the Holy See of their Sovereign's personal enemy.
Aldobrandini imagined that because the French faction was naturally antagonistic to Spain he could count on its support. Joyeuse had certainly not been sparing of his protestations of friendship and goodwill, but his orders were to join the Florentines in furthering the election of Cardinal de Medici, a relation both of the Grand Duke's and of the Queen-consort of France.
As was to be expected, the mere mention of Baronio's name stung [p. 138] Avila into taking immediate action. Aldobrandini's candidate, besides being an avowed enemy of Spain, had an alarming reputation for austerity, and among Clement VIII's creatures many were mere pleasure-loving youths; so to them Avila appealed, painting a ghastly picture of the life that awaited them under such a pontiff. He frightened them so successfully that out of the twenty-eight only twenty-three voted for Baronio at the first scrutiny. The abstention of the French prelates and the defections in the ranks of his own followers was an unexpected blow to Aldobrandini; but he persevered stubbornly in proposing Baronio at every scrutiny.
For several days the number of votes in his favour fell and rose from twenty-three to fifteen and up again, like the temperature chart of a feverish patient. Aldobrandini having thus thoroughly advertised the fact that he had no hold over his own creatures, the other parties were not slow to take advantage of the situation. France bought fifteen of his followers for cash, and most of the others yielded to various bribes, such as promises of bishoprics, pensions and women.
Spain and Florence were also showering gold on the suffragists and Cardinal Cosenza unashamedly sold himself to the highest bidder after a spirited auction, the purchaser being Joyeuse. Besides the money, precious stones and benefices dispensed on such grand scale, small but delicate attentions had not been overlooked. The Spanish Ambassador sent 500 crowns' worth of gloves and cosmetics to Cardinal Ginassi, and Vinta, on behalf of Ferdinand, made a liberal distribution of scent and boxes of sweetmeats to the prelates, presenting d'Este with "the specifics His Highness wished for!"
Aldobrandini, powerless to stem the tide of defection and now convinced that the Grand Duke and his French allies were the chief culprits in sapping his authority, gathered round him his few faithful adherents and offered his services to his opponents. Avila received him courteously enough, and accepted a compromise on his formal assurance that Baronio's candidature would be withdrawn. In exchange the Spanish leader agreed to lend his support to one of Aldobrandini's followers; but the choice was restricted and the selection they made unfortunate. Aldobrandini soon realised how impossible their candidate was, and did not even attempt to launch him. Avila, thinking he had been tricked, and resenting the cool way in which Aldobrandini had ignored their agreement, took the first opportunity [p. 139] of challenging him publicly to explain his behaviour. Aldobrandini was curt and sullen. The Spaniard stormed and threatened—followers of both parties joined in the argument, which soon degenerated into a mêlée. Conclavists attracted by the commotion took sides and threw themselves whole-heartedly into the fray.
The uproar reached such proportions that the guardians outside the closed doors thought that the Pope had been elected by acclamation and started to break the seals. Fortunately Dietrichstein, an imperial prelate who had held himself aloof from all factions, managed to dominate the tumult. Being a good linguist and evidently a diplomat as well, he persuaded the belligerents that a mere misunderstanding was at the root of the quarrel; that Avila and Aldobrandini had interpreted certain words one in the Spanish and the other in the Italian sense, and that no one was to blame. The excitement died down and a reconciliation took place between the two antagonists, but only a half-hearted one probably, as they never resumed their alliance.
Meanwhile the younger element of the Sacred College, and very young indeed some of its members were, was perpetually getting into mischief in an attempt to relieve the tedium of the proceedings. They had of course established external communications with their friends through holes in the wall; and no sooner was one discovered and blocked up than they contrived another. Their meeting-place was in Cardinal Du Perron's cubicle. The witty Frenchman kept them amused with spicy anecdotes and occasional frolics, and thus obtained a great influence over them. The old Italian prelates were disapproving and censorious and complained to Joyeuse of this unseemly merriment. To pay them out for their interference the youngsters organised a series of pseudo adorations. Masquerading cleverly as their elders, coughing, wheezing, bent double and assuming tremulous falsetto voices, they would break in on the slumbers of one of their aged colleagues, dreaming perhaps of the coveted tiara, and prostrating themselves on the floor of his cell hail him as Pontiff. When the deception had taken effect they would burst into peals of laughter, scuttle away and disperse before their victim could recover from his emotion or identify the culprits. Another of their pranks consisted in purloining the sticks and crutches of the cripples under cover of darkness in the chapel, so that [p. 140] the worshippers remained marooned till their conclavists, surprised at such protracted devotions, became suspicious and rescued their masters quivering with impotent rage. Then the young scamps, now completely unmanageable, took to voting for one another, so that four of them, all under twenty years of age, got several voices which sent the old cardinals, who had never had any themselves, into paroxysms of indignation.
By March 31st Aldobrandini had so hopelessly lost control of his party that Joyeuse and Montalto considered the moment opportune to bring Medici cautiously forward. Aldobrandini tried to warn Avila of the impending danger, but the Spaniard would not listen to him, saying that the leaders had assured him there was no foundation to the rumour, and that albeit they were cardinals they were also gentlemen and he trusted them not to break their word. Although the Medicean conspirators were assured of the necessary majority, they decided to play for safety by having recourse to a nocturnal surprise attack. They therefore went the round of the cubicles with a lantern, declaring to the cardinals that Medici was Pope and that they must hurry if they wished to join in the adoration. They met with little opposition until they reached Avila's cell, which they had prudently left to the last. The fiery Spaniard abused them virulently for their duplicity and dashed out after them half-clothed, and flourishing his stick, protested furiously in the name of His Catholic Majesty against Medici's surreptitious election. Screaming and cursing he pursued the crowd of cardinals, running hither and thither like a sheep-dog harrying a flock, his shrill voice actually rising above the hubbub; till a couple of young cardinals having started to mimic him he fell back breathless but still defiant. He entered the chapel last but one. Behind him, solitary and dejected, walked Aldobrandini. As day broke on April 1st, 1605, Cardinal de Medici became Leo XI.
His accession was hailed with the greatest enthusiasm in Florence and Paris, and was celebrated all over France with the utmost pomp and universal rejoicings. But the bells had scarcely ceased pealing when news was received of the Pontiff's death. His enthronement had been a splendid and costly pageant, for Leo had all his family's predilection for luxury and grandeur. He appeared to have an amiable and peaceful disposition and, though rather colourless, had many friends. His death came as a great blow to Ferdinand and to the [p. 141] French party, who had all founded great hopes on his pontificate. It was too sudden and unexpected to be natural, his contemporaries thought, and the Grand Duke wrote to Vinta: "Move heaven and earth to discover the cook who served Clement VIII and who remained on in Leo's employ, and who has now disappeared". An ominous message, the sequel to which is unknown.