The chain of these disasters began with the battle of Breitenfeld, the

unfortunate issue of which plainly revealed the long decided decline of

the Austrian power, whose weakness had hitherto been concealed under the

dazzling glitter of a grand name. The chief cause of the Swedes'

superiority in the field, was evidently to be ascribed to the unlimited

power of their leader, who concentrated in himself the whole strength of

his party; and, unfettered in his enterprises by any higher authority,

was complete master of every favourable opportunity, could control all

his means to the accomplishment of his ends, and was responsible to none

but himself. But since Wallenstein's dismissal, and Tilly's defeat, the

very reverse of this course was pursued by the Emperor and the League.

The generals wanted authority over their troops, and liberty of acting

at their discretion; the soldiers were deficient in discipline and

obedience; the scattered corps in combined operation; the states in

attachment to the cause; the leaders in harmony among themselves, in

quickness to resolve, and firmness to execute. What gave the Emperor's

enemy so decided an advantage over him, was not so much their superior

power, as their manner of using it. The League and the Emperor did not

want means, but a mind capable of directing them with energy and effect.

Even had Count Tilly not lost his old renown, distrust of Bavaria would

not allow the Emperor to place the fate of Austria in the hands of one

who had never concealed his attachment to the Bavarian Elector. The

urgent want which Ferdinand felt, was for a general possessed of

sufficient experience to form and to command an army, and willing at the

same time to dedicate his services, with blind devotion, to the Austrian

monarchy.

This choice now occupied the attention of the Emperor's privy council,

and divided the opinions of its members. In order to oppose one monarch

to another, and by the presence of their sovereign to animate the

courage of the troops, Ferdinand, in the ardour of the moment, had

offered himself to be the leader of his army; but little trouble was

required to overturn a resolution which was the offspring of despair

alone, and which yielded at once to calm reflection. But the situation

which his dignity, and the duties of administration, prevented the

Emperor from holding, might be filled by his son, a youth of talents and

bravery, and of whom the subjects of Austria had already formed great

expectations. Called by his birth to the defence of a monarchy, of

whose crowns he wore two already, Ferdinand III., King of Hungary and

Bohemia, united, with the natural dignity of heir to the throne, the

respect of the army, and the attachment of the people, whose

co-operation was indispensable to him in the conduct of the war. None

but the beloved heir to the crown could venture to impose new burdens on

a people already severely oppressed; his personal presence with the army

could alone suppress the pernicious jealousies of the several leaders,

and by the influence of his name, restore the neglected discipline of

the troops to its former rigour. If so young a leader was devoid of the

maturity of judgment, prudence, and military experience which practice

alone could impart, this deficiency might be supplied by a judicious

choice of counsellors and assistants, who, under the cover of his name,

might be vested with supreme authority.

But plausible as were the arguments with which a part of the ministry

supported this plan, it was met by difficulties not less serious,

arising from the distrust, perhaps even the jealousy, of the Emperor,

and also from the desperate state of affairs. How dangerous was it to

entrust the fate of the monarchy to a youth, who was himself in need of

counsel and support! How hazardous to oppose to the greatest general of

his age, a tyro, whose fitness for so important a post had never yet

been tested by experience; whose name, as yet unknown to fame, was far

too powerless to inspire a dispirited army with the assurance of future

victory! What a new burden on the country, to support the state a royal

leader was required to maintain, and which the prejudices of the age

considered as inseparable from his presence with the army! How serious a

consideration for the prince himself, to commence his political career,

with an office which must make him the scourge of his people, and the

oppressor of the territories which he was hereafter to rule.

But not only was a general to be found for the army; an army must also

be found for the general. Since the compulsory resignation of

Wallenstein, the Emperor had defended himself more by the assistance of

Bavaria and the League, than by his own armies; and it was this

dependence on equivocal allies, which he was endeavouring to escape, by

the appointment of a general of his own. But what possibility was there

of raising an army out of nothing, without the all-powerful aid of gold,

and the inspiriting name of a victorious commander; above all, an army

which, by its discipline, warlike spirit, and activity, should be fit to

cope with the experienced troops of the northern conqueror? In all

Europe, there was but one man equal to this, and that one had been

mortally affronted.

The moment had at last arrived, when more than ordinary satisfaction was

to be done to the wounded pride of the Duke of Friedland. Fate itself

had been his avenger, and an unbroken chain of disasters, which had

assailed Austria from the day of his dismissal, had wrung from the

Emperor the humiliating confession, that with this general he had lost

his right arm. Every defeat of his troops opened afresh this wound;

every town which he lost, revived in the mind of the deceived monarch

the memory of his own weakness and ingratitude. It would have been well

for him, if, in the offended general, he had only lost a leader of his

troops, and a defender of his dominions; but he was destined to find in

him an enemy, and the most dangerous of all, since he was least armed

against the stroke of treason.

Removed from the theatre of war, and condemned to irksome inaction,

while his rivals gathered laurels on the field of glory, the haughty

duke had beheld these changes of fortune with affected composure, and

concealed, under a glittering and theatrical pomp, the dark designs of

his restless genius. Torn by burning passions within, while all without

bespoke calmness and indifference, he brooded over projects of ambition

and revenge, and slowly, but surely, advanced towards his end. All that

he owed to the Emperor was effaced from his mind; what he himself had

done for the Emperor was imprinted in burning characters on his memory.

To his insatiable thirst for power, the Emperor's ingratitude was

welcome, as it seemed to tear in pieces the record of past favours, to

absolve him from every obligation towards his former benefactor. In the

disguise of a righteous retaliation, the projects dictated by his

ambition now appeared to him just and pure. In proportion as the

external circle of his operations was narrowed, the world of hope

expanded before him, and his dreamy imagination revelled in boundless

projects, which, in any mind but such as his, madness alone could have

given birth to. His services had raised him to the proudest height

which it was possible for a man, by his own efforts, to attain. Fortune

had denied him nothing which the subject and the citizen could lawfully

enjoy. Till the moment of his dismissal, his demands had met with no

refusal, his ambition had met with no check; but the blow which, at the

diet of Ratisbon, humbled him, showed him the difference between

ORIGINAL and DEPUTED power, the distance between the subject and his

sovereign. Roused from the intoxication of his own greatness by this

sudden reverse of fortune, he compared the authority which he had

possessed, with that which had deprived him of it; and his ambition

marked the steps which it had yet to surmount upon the ladder of

fortune. From the moment he had so bitterly experienced the weight of

sovereign power, his efforts were directed to attain it for himself; the

wrong which he himself had suffered made him a robber. Had he not been

outraged by injustice, he might have obediently moved in his orbit round

the majesty of the throne, satisfied with the glory of being the

brightest of its satellites. It was only when violently forced from its

sphere, that his wandering star threw in disorder the system to which it

belonged, and came in destructive collision with its sun.

Gustavus Adolphus had overrun the north of Germany; one place after

another was lost; and at Leipzig, the flower of the Austrian army had

fallen. The intelligence of this defeat soon reached the ears of

Wallenstein, who, in the retired obscurity of a private station in

Prague, contemplated from a calm distance the tumult of war. The news,

which filled the breasts of the Roman Catholics with dismay, announced

to him the return of greatness and good fortune. For him was Gustavus

Adolphus labouring. Scarce had the king begun to gain reputation by his

exploits, when Wallenstein lost not a moment to court his friendship,

and to make common cause with this successful enemy of Austria. The

banished Count Thurn, who had long entered the service of Sweden,

undertook to convey Wallenstein's congratulations to the king, and to

invite him to a close alliance with the duke. Wallenstein required

15,000 men from the king; and with these, and the troops he himself

engaged to raise, he undertook to conquer Bohemia and Moravia, to

surprise Vienna, and drive his master, the Emperor, before him into

Italy. Welcome as was this unexpected proposition, its extravagant

promises were naturally calculated to excite suspicion. Gustavus

Adolphus was too good a judge of merit to reject with coldness the

offers of one who might be so important a friend. But when Wallenstein,

encouraged by the favourable reception of his first message, renewed it

after the battle of Breitenfeld, and pressed for a decisive answer, the

prudent monarch hesitated to trust his reputation to the chimerical

projects of so daring an adventurer, and to commit so large a force to

the honesty of a man who felt no shame in openly avowing himself a

traitor. He excused himself, therefore, on the plea of the weakness of

his army which, if diminished by so large a detachment, would certainly

suffer in its march through the empire; and thus, perhaps, by excess of

caution, lost an opportunity of putting an immediate end to the war. He

afterwards endeavoured to renew the negociation; but the favourable

moment was past, and Wallenstein's offended pride never forgave the

first neglect.

But the king's hesitation, perhaps, only accelerated the breach, which

their characters made inevitable sooner or later. Both framed by nature

to give laws, not to receive them, they could not long have co-operated

in an enterprise, which eminently demanded mutual submission and

sacrifices. Wallenstein was NOTHING where he was not EVERYTHING; he

must either act with unlimited power, or not at all. So cordially, too,

did Gustavus dislike control, that he had almost renounced his

advantageous alliance with France, because it threatened to fetter his

own independent judgment. Wallenstein was lost to a party, if he could

not lead; the latter was, if possible, still less disposed to obey the

instructions of another. If the pretensions of a rival would be so

irksome to the Duke of Friedland, in the conduct of combined operations,

in the division of the spoil they would be insupportable. The proud

monarch might condescend to accept the assistance of a rebellious

subject against the Emperor, and to reward his valuable services with

regal munificence; but he never could so far lose sight of his own

dignity, and the majesty of royalty, as to bestow the recompense which

the extravagant ambition of Wallenstein demanded; and requite an act of

treason, however useful, with a crown. In him, therefore, even if all

Europe should tacitly acquiesce, Wallenstein had reason to expect the

most decided and formidable opponent to his views on the Bohemian crown;

and in all Europe he was the only one who could enforce his opposition.

Constituted Dictator in Germany by Wallenstein himself, he might turn

his arms against him, and consider himself bound by no obligations to

one who was himself a traitor. There was no room for a Wallenstein

under such an ally; and it was, apparently, this conviction, and not any

supposed designs upon the imperial throne, that he alluded to, when,

after the death of the King of Sweden, he exclaimed, "It is well for him

and me that he is gone. The German Empire does not require two such

leaders."

His first scheme of revenge on the house of Austria had indeed failed;

but the purpose itself remained unalterable; the choice of means alone

was changed. What he had failed in effecting with the King of Sweden,

he hoped to obtain with less difficulty and more advantage from the

Elector of Saxony. Him he was as certain of being able to bend to his

views, as he had always been doubtful of Gustavus Adolphus. Having

always maintained a good understanding with his old friend Arnheim, he

now made use of him to bring about an alliance with Saxony, by which he

hoped to render himself equally formidable to the Emperor and the King

of Sweden. He had reason to expect that a scheme, which, if successful,

would deprive the Swedish monarch of his influence in Germany, would be

welcomed by the Elector of Saxony, who he knew was jealous of the power

and offended at the lofty pretensions of Gustavus Adolphus. If he

succeeded in separating Saxony from the Swedish alliance, and in

establishing, conjointly with that power, a third party in the Empire,

the fate of the war would be placed in his hand; and by this single step

he would succeed in gratifying his revenge against the Emperor,

revenging the neglect of the Swedish monarch, and on the ruin of both,

raising the edifice of his own greatness.

But whatever course he might follow in the prosecution of his designs,

he could not carry them into effect without an army entirely devoted to

him. Such a force could not be secretly raised without its coming to

the knowledge of the imperial court, where it would naturally excite

suspicion, and thus frustrate his design in the very outset. From the

army, too, the rebellious purposes for which it was destined, must be

concealed till the very moment of execution, since it could scarcely be

expected that they would at once be prepared to listen to the voice of a

traitor, and serve against their legitimate sovereign. Wallenstein,

therefore, must raise it publicly and in name of the Emperor, and be

placed at its head, with unlimited authority, by the Emperor himself.

But how could this be accomplished, otherwise than by his being

appointed to the command of the army, and entrusted with full powers to

conduct the war. Yet neither his pride, nor his interest, permitted him

to sue in person for this post, and as a suppliant to accept from the

favour of the Emperor a limited power, when an unlimited authority might

be extorted from his fears. In order to make himself the master of the

terms on which he would resume the command of the army, his course was

to wait until the post should be forced upon him. This was the advice

he received from Arnheim, and this the end for which he laboured with

profound policy and restless activity.

Convinced that extreme necessity would alone conquer the Emperor's

irresolution, and render powerless the opposition of his bitter enemies,

Bavaria and Spain, he henceforth occupied himself in promoting the

success of the enemy, and in increasing the embarrassments of his

master. It was apparently by his instigation and advice, that the

Saxons, when on the route to Lusatia and Silesia, had turned their march

towards Bohemia, and overrun that defenceless kingdom, where their rapid

conquests was partly the result of his measures. By the fears which he

affected to entertain, he paralyzed every effort at resistance; and his

precipitate retreat caused the delivery of the capital to the enemy. At

a conference with the Saxon general, which was held at Kaunitz under the

pretext of negociating for a peace, the seal was put to the conspiracy,

and the conquest of Bohemia was the first fruits of this mutual

understanding. While Wallenstein was thus personally endeavouring to

heighten the perplexities of Austria, and while the rapid movements of

the Swedes upon the Rhine effectually promoted his designs, his friends

and bribed adherents in Vienna uttered loud complaints of the public

calamities, and represented the dismissal of the general as the sole

cause of all these misfortunes. "Had Wallenstein commanded, matters

would never have come to this," exclaimed a thousand voices; while their

opinions found supporters, even in the Emperor's privy council.

Their repeated remonstrances were not needed to convince the embarrassed

Emperor of his general's merits, and of his own error. His dependence

on Bavaria and the League had soon become insupportable; but hitherto

this dependence permitted him not to show his distrust, or irritate the

Elector by the recall of Wallenstein. But now when his necessities grew

every day more pressing, and the weakness of Bavaria more apparent, he

could no longer hesitate to listen to the friends of the duke, and to

consider their overtures for his restoration to command. The immense

riches Wallenstein possessed, the universal reputation he enjoyed, the

rapidity with which six years before he had assembled an army of 40,000

men, the little expense at which he had maintained this formidable

force, the actions he had performed at its head, and lastly, the zeal

and fidelity he had displayed for his master's honour, still lived in

the Emperor's recollection, and made Wallenstein seem to him the ablest

instrument to restore the balance between the belligerent powers, to

save Austria, and preserve the Catholic religion. However sensibly the

imperial pride might feel the humiliation, in being forced to make so

unequivocal an admission of past errors and present necessity; however

painful it was to descend to humble entreaties, from the height of

imperial command; however doubtful the fidelity of so deeply injured and

implacable a character; however loudly and urgently the Spanish minister

and the Elector of Bavaria protested against this step, the immediate

pressure of necessity finally overcame every other consideration, and

the friends of the duke were empowered to consult him on the subject,

and to hold out the prospect of his restoration.

Informed of all that was transacted in the Emperor's cabinet to his

advantage, Wallenstein possessed sufficient self-command to conceal his

inward triumph and to assume the mask of indifference. The moment of

vengeance was at last come, and his proud heart exulted in the prospect

of repaying with interest the injuries of the Emperor. With artful

eloquence, he expatiated upon the happy tranquillity of a private

station, which had blessed him since his retirement from a political

stage. Too long, he said, had he tasted the pleasures of ease and

independence, to sacrifice to the vain phantom of glory, the uncertain

favour of princes. All his desire of power and distinction were

extinct: tranquillity and repose were now the sole object of his

wishes. The better to conceal his real impatience, he declined the

Emperor's invitation to the court, but at the same time, to facilitate

the negociations, came to Znaim in Moravia.

At first, it was proposed to limit the authority to be intrusted to him,

by the presence of a superior, in order, by this expedient, to silence

the objections of the Elector of Bavaria. The imperial deputies,

Questenberg and Werdenberg, who, as old friends of the duke, had been

employed in this delicate mission, were instructed to propose that the

King of Hungary should remain with the army, and learn the art of war

under Wallenstein. But the very mention of his name threatened to put a

period to the whole negociation. "No! never," exclaimed Wallenstein,

"will I submit to a colleague in my office. No--not even if it were God

himself, with whom I should have to share my command." But even when

this obnoxious point was given up, Prince Eggenberg, the Emperor's

minister and favourite, who had always been the steady friend and

zealous champion of Wallenstein, and was therefore expressly sent to

him, exhausted his eloquence in vain to overcome the pretended

reluctance of the duke. "The Emperor," he admitted, "had, in

Wallenstein, thrown away the most costly jewel in his crown: but

unwillingly and compulsorily only had he taken this step, which he had

since deeply repented of; while his esteem for the duke had remained

unaltered, his favour for him undiminished. Of these sentiments he now

gave the most decisive proof, by reposing unlimited confidence in his

fidelity and capacity to repair the mistakes of his predecessors, and to

change the whole aspect of affairs. It would be great and noble to

sacrifice his just indignation to the good of his country; dignified and

worthy of him to refute the evil calumny of his enemies by the double

warmth of his zeal. This victory over himself," concluded the prince,

"would crown his other unparalleled services to the empire, and render

him the greatest man of his age."

These humiliating confessions, and flattering assurances, seemed at last

to disarm the anger of the duke; but not before he had disburdened his

heart of his reproaches against the Emperor, pompously dwelt upon his

own services, and humbled to the utmost the monarch who solicited his

assistance, did he condescend to listen to the attractive proposals of

the minister. As if he yielded entirely to the force of their

arguments, he condescended with a haughty reluctance to that which was

the most ardent wish of his heart; and deigned to favour the ambassadors

with a ray of hope. But far from putting an end to the Emperor's

embarrassments, by giving at once a full and unconditional consent, he

only acceded to a part of his demands, that he might exalt the value of

that which still remained, and was of most importance. He accepted the

command, but only for three months; merely for the purpose of raising,

but not of leading, an army. He wished only to show his power and

ability in its organization, and to display before the eyes of the

Emperor, the greatness of that assistance, which he still retained in

his hands. Convinced that an army raised by his name alone, would, if

deprived of its creator, soon sink again into nothing, he intended it to

serve only as a decoy to draw more important concessions from his

master. And yet Ferdinand congratulated himself, even in having gained

so much as he had.

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