CHAPTER XXXI.

THE COALITION.

Count Haugwitz, the Prussian minister of foreign affairs, had just

returned from a journey he had made with the young king to Westphalia.

In his dusty travelling-costume, and notwithstanding his exhaustion

after the fatigues of the trip, as soon as he had entered his study, he

had hastily written two letters, and then handed them to his footman,

ordering him to forward them at once to their address, to the

ambassadors of Prussia and England. Only then he had thrown himself

on his bed, but issued strict orders to awaken him as soon as the two

ambassadors had entered the house.

Scarcely an hour had elapsed when the footman awakened the count,

informing him that the two ambassadors had just arrived at the same

time, and were waiting for him in the small reception-room.

The minister hastily rose from his couch, and without devoting a single

glance to his toilet and to his somewhat dishevelled wig, he crossed

his study and entered the reception-room, where Lord Grenville and Count

Panin were waiting for him.

“Gentlemen,” said the count after a hurried bow, “be kind enough to look

at my toilet, and then I hope you will excuse me for daring to request

you to call upon me, instead of coming to you as I ought to have done.

But you see I have not even doffed my travelling habit, and it would not

have behooved me to call on you in such a costume; but the intelligence

I desire to communicate is of such importance that I wished to lose

no time in order to lay it before you, and hence I took the liberty of

inviting you to see me.”

“As far as I am concerned, I willingly accepted your invitation,” said

Lord Grenville, deliberately, “for in times like these we can well

afford to disregard the requirements of etiquette.”

“That I was no less eager to follow your call,” said Count Panin, with a

courteous smile, “you have seen from the fact that I arrived at the

same time with the distinguished ambassador of Great Britain. But now,

gentlemen, a truce to compliments; let us come to the point directly,

and without any further circumlocution. For the six months that I

have been here at Berlin, in order to negotiate with Prussia about

the coalition question, I have been so incessantly put off with empty

phrases, that I am heartily tired of that diet and long for more

substantial food.”

“Your longing will be gratified to-day, Count Panin,” said Count

Haugwitz, with a proud smile, inviting the gentlemen, by a polite

gesture, to take seats on the sofa, while he sat down in an arm-chair

opposite them. “Yes, you will find to-day a good and nourishing diet,

and I hope you will be content with the cook who has prepared it for

you. I may say that I am that cook, and believe me, gentlemen, the task

of preparing that food for you has not been a very easy one.”

“You have induced the King of Prussia at length to join the coalition,

and to enter into an alliance with Russia, England, and Austria against

the French Republic?” asked Count Panin, joyfully.

“You have told his majesty that England is ready to pay large subsidies

as soon as Prussia leads her army into the field against France?” asked

Lord Grenville.

“Gentlemen,” said Count Haugwitz, in a slightly sarcastic tone, “I feel

greatly flattered by your impetuous inquiries, for they prove to me

how highly you value an alliance with Prussia. Permit me, however,

to communicate to you quietly and composedly the whole course of

negotiations. You know that I had the honor of accompanying my royal

master on his trip to our Westphalian possessions, where his majesty was

going to review an army of sixty thousand men.”

“It would have been better to send these sixty thousand men directly

into the field, instead of losing time by useless parades,” muttered

Count Panin.

The minister seemed not to have heard the words, and continued: “His

majesty established his headquarters at Peterhagen, and there we were

informed that Archduke Charles of Austria was holding the Rhine against

Bernadotte and Jourdan, and that the imperial army, under the command

of Kray, in Italy, had been victorious, too; it is true, however,

the Russian auxiliary army, under Field-Marshal Suwarrow, had greatly

facilitated Kray’s successful operations. This intelligence did not fail

to make a powerful impression upon my young king, and I confess upon

myself too. Hitherto, you know, I had always opposed to a war against

France, and I had deemed it most expedient for Prussia to avoid

hostilities against the republic. But the brilliant achievements of

Russia and Austria in Italy, and the victories of Archduke Charles on

the Rhine, seem to prove at length that the lucky star of France is

paling, and that it would be advantageous for Prussia openly to join the

adversaries of the republic in their attack.”

“A very bold and magnanimous resolution,” said Count Panin, with a

sarcastic smile.

“A resolution influenced somewhat by the British subsidies I have

promised to Prussia, I suppose?” asked Lord Grenville.

“Let me finish my statement, gentlemen,” said Count Haugwitz,

courteously. “The king, undecided as to the course he ought to

pursue, assembled at Paterhagen a council of war, our great commander,

Ferdinand, duke of Brunswick, of course, having been invited to be

present. His majesty requested us to state honestly and sincerely

whether we were in favor of war or peace with France. The duke of

Brunswick was, of course, the first speaker who replied to the king; he

voted for war. He gave his reasons in a fiery and energetic speech, and

demonstrated to the king that at a time when England was about to send

an army to Holland, an advance into Holland by our own army would be

highly successful. For my part, I unconditionally assented to the duke’s

opinion, and Baron Kockeritz declaring for it likewise, the king did not

hesitate any longer, but took a great and bold resolution. He ordered

the Duke of Brunswick to draw up a memorial, stating in extenso why

Prussia ought to participate in the war against France, and to send in

at the same time a detailed plan of the campaign. He instructed me to

return forthwith to Berlin, and while he would continue his journey

to Wesel, to hasten to the capital for the purpose of informing you,

gentlemen, that the king will join the coalition, and of settling with

you the particulars--”

At this moment the door of the reception-room was hastily opened, and

the first secretary of the minister made his appearance.

“Pardon me, your excellency, for disturbing you,” he said, handing a

sealed letter to the count, “but a courier has just arrived from the

king’s headquarters with an autograph letter from his majesty. He had

orders to deliver this letter immediately to your excellency, because it

contained intelligence of the highest importance.”

“Tell the courier that the orders of his majesty have been carried out,”

said Count Haugwitz; “and you, gentlemen, I am sure you will permit me

to open this letter from my king in your presence. It may contain some

important particulars in relation to our new alliance.”

The two gentlemen assured him of their consent, and Count Haugwitz

opened the letter. When he commenced reading it, his face was as

unruffled as ever, but his features gradually assumed a graver

expression, and the smile disappeared from his lips.

The two ambassadors, who were closely watching the count’s countenance,

could not fail to notice this rapid change in his features, and their

faces now assumed likewise a gloomier air.

Count Haugwitz, however, seemed unable to master the contents of the

royal letter; he constantly read it anew, as though he were seeking in

its words for a hidden and mysterious meaning. He was so absorbed in the

perusal of the letter that he had apparently become entirely oblivious

of the presence of the two gentlemen, until a slight coughing of the

English ambassador aroused him from his musing.

“Pardon me, gentlemen,” he said, hastily, and in evident embarrassment;

“this letter contains some intelligence which greatly astonishes me.”

“I hope it will not interfere with the accession of Prussia to the

coalition?” said Panin, fixing his eyes upon the countenance of the

minister.

“Not at all,” said Count Haugwitz, quickly and smilingly. “The

extraordinary news is this: his majesty the king will reach Berlin

within this hour, and orders me to repair to him at once.”

“The king returns to Berlin!” exclaimed Count Panin.

“And did not your excellency tell us just now that the king had set out

for Wesel?” asked Lord Grenville, with his usual stoical equanimity.

“I informed you, gentlemen, of what occurred two weeks ago,” said Count

Haugwitz, shrugging his shoulders.

“What! Two weeks ago? Nevertheless, your excellency has just arrived at

Berlin, and are wearing yet your travelling-habit?”

“That is very true. I left Minden two weeks ago, but the impassable

condition of the roads compelled me to travel with snail-like slowness.

My carriage every day stuck in an ocean of mire, so that I had to send

for men from the adjoining villages in order to set it going again. The

axle-tree broke twice, and I was obliged to remain several day in the

most forsaken little country towns until I succeeded in getting my

carriage repaired.”

“The king seems to have found better roads,” said Count Panin, with a

lurking glance. “The journey to Wesel has been a very rapid one, at all

events.”

“The king, it seems, has given up that journey and concluded on the

road to return to the capital,” said Count Haugwitz, in an embarrassed

manner.

“It would be very deplorable if the king should as rapidly change his

mind in relation to his other resolutions!” exclaimed Lord Grenville.

“Your excellency does not fear, then, lest this sudden return of the

king should have any connection with our plans?” asked Panin. “The king

has authorized you to negotiate with the English ambassador, Sir Thomas

Grenville, and with myself, the representative of the Emperor Paul,

of Russia, about forming an alliance for the purpose of driving the

rapacious, revolutionary, and bloodthirsty French Republic beyond the

Rhine, and restoring tranquillity to menaced Europe?”

“It is true the king gave me such authority two weeks ago,” said Count

Haugwitz, uneasily, “and I doubt not for a single moment that his

majesty is now adhering to this opinion. But you comprehend, gentlemen,

that I must now hasten to wait on the returning king, in order to

receive further instructions from him.”

“That means, Count Haugwitz, that you have invited us to call on you in

order to tell us that we may go again?” asked Panin, frowning.

“I am in despair, gentlemen, at this unfortunate coincidence,” said

Count Haugwitz, anxiously. “It is, however, impossible for me now

to enter into further explanations. I must repair immediately to the

palace, and I humbly beg your pardon for this unexpected interruption of

our conference.”

“I accept your apology as sincerely as it was offered, and have the

honor to bid you farewell,” said Panin, bowing and turning toward the

door.

Count Haugwitz hastened to accompany him. When he arrived at the door,

and was about to leave the room, Count Panin turned around once more.

“Count Haugwitz,” he said, in a blunt voice, “be kind enough to call the

attention of the king to the fact that my imperial master, who is very

fond of resolute men and measures, prefers an open and resolute enemy to

a neutral and irresolute friend. He who wants to be no one’s enemy and

everybody’s friend, will soon find out that he has no friends whatever,

and that no one thanks him for not committing himself in any direction.

It is better after all to have a neighbor with whom we are living in

open enmity, than one on whose assistance we are never able to depend,

and who, whenever we are at war with a third power, contents himself

with doing nothing at all and assisting no one. Be kind enough to say

that to his majesty.”

He bowed haughtily, and entered the anteroom with a sullen face.

Count Haugwitz turned around and met the stern, cold glance of the

English ambassador, who was also approaching the door with slow and

measured steps.

“Count Haugwitz,” said Lord Grenville quietly, “I have the honor to

tell you that, in case the King of Prussia will not now, distinctly and

unmistakably, declare his intention of joining the coalition between

Russia, Austria, and England, we shall use the subsidies we had promised

to pay to Prussia for an army of twenty-five thousand men, in some other

way. Besides, I beg you to remind his majesty of the words of his great

ancestor, the Elector Frederick William. That brave and great sovereign

said: ‘I have learned already what it means to be neutral. One may have

obtained the best terms, and, in spite of them, will be badly treated.

Hence I have sworn never to be neutral again, and it would hurt my

conscience to act in a different manner.’ [Footnote: Hausser’s “History

of Germany,” vol. ii., p. 281.] I have the honor, count, to bid you

farewell.”

And Lord Grenville passed the count with a stiff bow, and disappeared in

the door of the anteroom.

Count Haugwitz heaved a profound sigh, and wiped off the perspiration

pearling in large drops on his brow. He then took the king’s letter

from his side-pocket and perused it once more. “It is the king’s

handwriting,” he said, shaking his head, “and it is also his peculiar

laconic style.” And, as if to satisfy himself by hearing the contents of

the letter, he read aloud:

“Do not enter into any negotiations with the ambassadors of Russia and

Great Britain. We will hold another council of war. I am on my way to

Berlin. Within an hour after receipt of these lines, I shall expect to

see you in my cabinet. Yours, affectionately,”

“Frederick William.”

“Yes, yes, the king has written that,” said Haugwitz, folding the

letter; “I must hastily dress, therefore, and repair to the palace. I am

anxious to know whence this new wind is blowing, and who has succeeded

in persuading the king to change his mind. Should my old friend,

Kockeritz, after all, be favorable to France? It would have been better

for him to inform me confidentially, and we might have easily agreed;

for I am by no means hostile to France, and I am quite ready to vote

for peace, if there be a chance to maintain it. Or should the young king

really have come to this conclusion without being influenced by anybody?

Why, that would be a dangerous innovation! We should take quick and

decisive steps against it. Well, we will see! I will go and dress.”

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