LETTER XIV.

PARIS, September, 1805.

MY LORD:--No Sovereign Prince has more incurred the hatred of Bonaparte

than the present King of Sweden; and I have heard from good authority

that our Government spares neither bribes nor intrigues to move the tails

of those factions which were dissolved, but not crushed, after the murder

of Gustavus III. The Swedes are generally brave and loyal, but their

history bears witness that they are easily misled; all their grand

achievements are their own, and the consequence of their national spirit

and national valour, while all their disasters have been effected by the

influence of foreign gold and of foreign machinations. Had they not been

the dupes of the plots and views of the Cabinets of Versailles and St.

Petersburg, their country might have been as powerful in the nineteenth

century as it was in the seventeenth.

That Gustavus IV. both knew the danger of Europe, and indicated the

remedy, His Majesty’s notes, as soon as he came of age, presented by the

able and loyal Minister Bildt to the Diet of Ratisbon, evince. Had they

been more attended to during 1798 and 1799, Bonaparte would not, perhaps,

have now been so great, but the Continent would have remained more free

and more independent. They were the first causes of our Emperor’s

official anger against the Cabinet of Stockholm.

When, however, His Swedish Majesty entered into the Northern league, his

Ambassador, Baron Ehrensward, was for some time treated with no insults

distinct or different from those to which all foreign diplomatic agents

have been accustomed during the present reign; but when he demanded

reparation for the piracies committed during the last war by our

privateers on the commerce of his nation, the tone was changed; and when

his Sovereign, in 1803, was on a visit to his father-in-law, the Elector

of Baden, and there preferred the agreeable company of the unfortunate

Duc d’Enghien to the society of our Minister, Baron Ehrensward never

entered Napoleon’s diplomatic circle or Madame Napoleon’s drawing-room

without hearing rebukes and experiencing disgusts. One day, when more

than usually attacked, he said, on leaving the apartment, to another

Ambassador, and in the hearing of Duroc, “that it required more real

courage to encounter with dignity and self-command unbecoming

provocations, which the person who gave them knew could not be resented,

than to brave a death which the mouths of cannon vomit or the points of

bayonets inflict.” Duroc reported to his master what he heard, and but

for Talleyrand’s interference, the Swedish Ambassador would, on the same

night, have been lodged in the Temple. Orders were already given to that

purpose, but were revoked.

This Baron Ehrensward, who is also a general in the service of his

country, has almost from his youth passed his time at Courts; first in

his own country, and afterwards in Spain, where he resided twelve years

as our Ambassador. Frank as a soldier, but also polite as a courtier, he

was not a little surprised at the new etiquette of our new court, and at

the endurance of all the members of the diplomatic corps, of whom hardly

one had spirit enough to remember that he was the representative of one,

at least nominally, independent Prince or State. It must be added that

he was the only foreign diplomatist, with Count Markof, who was not the

choice of our Cabinet, and, therefore, was not in our secrets.

As soon as His Swedish Majesty heard of the unexpected and unlawful

seizure of the Duc d’Enghien, he wrote a letter with his own hand to

Bonaparte, which he sent by his adjutant-general, Tawast; but this

officer arrived too late, and only in time to hear of the execution of

the Prince he intended to save, and the indecent expressions of Napoleon

when acquainted with the object of his mission. Baron Ehrensward was

then recalled, and a Court mourning was proclaimed by Gustavus IV., as

well as by Alexander the First, for the lamented victim of the violated

laws of nations and humanity. This so, enraged our ruler that General

Caulincourt (the same who commanded the expedition which crossed the

Rhine and captured the Duc d’ Enghien) was engaged to head and lead fifty

other banditti, who were destined to pass in disguise into Baden, and to

bring the King of Sweden a prisoner to this capital. Fortunately, His

Majesty had some suspicion of the attempt, and removed to a greater

distance from our frontiers than Carlsruhe. So certain was our

Government of the success of this shameful enterprise, that our charge

d’affaires in Sweden was preparing to engage the discontented and

disaffected there for the convocation of a diet and the establishment of

a regency.

According to the report in our diplomatic circle. Bonaparte and

Talleyrand intended nevermore to, release their royal captive when once

in their power; but, after forcing him to resign the throne to his son,

keep him a prisoner for the remainder of his days, which they would have

taken care should not have been long. The Duke of Sudermania was to have

been nominated a regent until the majority of the young King, not yet six

years of age. The Swedish diets were to recover that influence, or,

rather, that licentiousness, to which Gustavus III., by the revolution of

the 19th of August, 1772, put an end. All exiled regicides, or traitors,

were to be recalled, and a revolutionary focus organized in the North,

equally threatening Russia and Denmark. The dreadful consequences of

such an event are incalculable. Thanks to the prudence of His Swedish

Majesty, all these schemes evaporated in air.

Not being able to dethrone a Swedish Monarch, our Cabinet resolved to

partition the Swedish territory, to which effect I am assured that

proposals were last summer made to the Cabinets of St. Petersburg,

Berlin, and Copenhagen. Swedish Finland was stated to have been offered

to Russia, Swedish Pomerania to Prussia, and Scania and Blekinge to

Denmark; but the overture was rejected.

The King of Sweden possesses both talents and information superior to

most of his contemporaries, and he has surrounded himself with

counsellors who, with their experience, make wisdom more firm, more

useful, and more valuable. His chancellor, D’Ehrenheim, unites modesty

with sagacity; he is a most able statesman, an accomplished gentleman,

and the most agreeable of men. He knows the languages, as well as the

constitutions, of every country in Europe, with equal perfection as his

native tongue and national code. Had his Sovereign the same ascendency

over the European politics as Christina had during the negotiation of the

Treaty of Munster, other States would admire, and Sweden be proud of,

another Axel Oxenstiern.

Count Fersen, who also has, and is worthy of, the confidence of his

Prince, is a nobleman, the honour and pride of his rank. A colonel

before the Revolution of the regiment Royal Suedois, in the service of my

country, his principles were so well appreciated that he was entrusted by

Louis XVI. and Marie Antoinette, when so many were so justly suspected,

and served royalty in distress, at the risk of his own existence. This

was so much the more generous in him as he was a foreigner, of one of the

most ancient families, and one of the richest noblemen in his own

country. To him Louis XVIII. is indebted for his life; and he brought

consolation to the deserted Marie Antoinette even in the dungeon of the

Conciergerie, when a discovery would have been a sentence of death. In

1797, he was appointed by his King plenipotentiary to the Congress of

Rastadt, and arrived there just at the time when Bonaparte, after the

destruction of happiness in Italy, had resolved on the ruin of liberty in

Switzerland, and came there proud of past exploits and big with future

schemes of mischief. His reception from the conquerer of Italy was such

as might have been expected by distinguished loyalty from successful

rebellion. He was told that the Congress of Rastadt was not his place!

and this was true; for what can be common between honour and infamy,

between virtue and vice? On his return to Sweden, Count Fersen was

rewarded with the dignity of a Grand Officer of State.

Of another faithful and trusty counsellor of His Swedish Majesty, Baron

d’Armfeldt, a panegyric would be pronounced in saying that he was the

friend of Gustavus III. From a page to that chevalier of royalty he was

advanced to the rank of general; and during the war with Russia, in 1789

and 1790, he fought and bled by the side of his Prince and benefactor. It

was to him that his King said, when wounded mortally, by the hand of a

regicide, at a masquerade in March, 1792, “Don’t be alarmed, my friend.

You know as well as myself that all wounds are not dangerous.”

Unfortunately, his were not of that description.

In the will of this great Monarch, Baron d’Armfeldt was nominated one of

the guardians of his present Sovereign, and a governor of the capital;

but the Duke Regent, who was a weak Prince, guided by philosophical

adventurers, by Illuminati and Freemasons, most of whom had imbibed the

French revolutionary maxims, sent him, in a kind of honourable exile, as

an Ambassador to Italy. Shortly afterwards, under pretence of having

discovered a conspiracy, in which the Baron was implicated, he was

outlawed. He then took refuge in Russia, where he was made a general,

and as such distinguished him self under Suwarow during the campaign of

1799. He was then recalled to his country, and restored to all his

former places and dignities, and has never since ceased to merit and

obtain the favour, friendship, and approbation of his King. He is said

to be one of the Swedish general officers intended to serve in union with

the Russian troops expected in Pomerania. Wherever he is employed, I am

convinced that he will fight, vanquish, or perish like a hero. Last

spring he was offered the place of a lieutenant-general in the Austrian

service, which, with regard to salary and emoluments, is greatly superior

to what he enjoys in Sweden; he declined it, however, because, with a

warrior of his stamp, interest is the last consideration.

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