CHAPTER LXIV.

THE MAP OF POLAND.

"HERE, your majesty, is Zips," said Kaunitz, as he passed his delicate

white finger over the lower part of the map.

The king leaned over, and looked thoughtfully at the moving finger. For

some time he kept silence. Then he raised his head, and suet the gaze of

the prince.

"A very pretty piece of land which Austria takes from her neighbor," said

he, with a piercing glance at Kaunitz. "Austria takes nothing from her

neighbor, sire, except that which belongs to her," replied Kaunitz,

quietly.

"How very fortunate it is that this particular piece of land should

belong to Austria!" said the king; with a slight sneer. "You see that

Poland, who for so many centuries had supposed herself to be the

rightful owner of the Zips, has, in virtue of such ownership, projected

beyond the Carpathian Mountains quite to the interior of Hungary. Now a

wedge of that sort is inconvenient, perhaps dangerous, and it is lucky

for Austria that she has found out her right of possession in that

quarter. It not only contracts her neighbor's domains, but essentially

increases her own. It now concerns Austria to prove to Europe her right

to this annexation, for Europe is somewhat astonished to hear of it. "

"In the court-chancery, at Vienna, are the documents to prove that the

Zips was mortgaged by the Emperor Sigismund to his brother-in-law

Wladislaw, in the year 1412, for the sum of thirty-seven thousand

groschen."

"Since 1412!" cried Frederick. "Three hundred and fifty-five years'

possession on the part of Poland has not invalidated the title of

Austria to the Zips! My lawful claim to Silesia was of more modern date

than this, and yet Austria would have made it appear that it was

superannuated."

"Your majesty has proved, conclusively, that it was not so," replied

Kaunitz, with a slight inclination of the head.

"Will Austria take the course which I pursued to vindicate my right?"

asked the king, quickly.

"Stanislaus will not allow us to proceed to extremities," replied the

Prince. "True, he complained at first, and wrote to the empress-queen to

demand what he called justice."

"And will your highness inform me what the empress-queen replied in

answer to these demands?"

"She wrote to the King of Poland that the time had arrived when it

became incumbent upon her to derive the boundaries of her empire. That,

in her annexation of the Zips to Austria, she was actuated, not by any

lust of territorial aggrandizement, but by a conviction of her just and

inalienable rights. She was prepared, not only to assert, but to defend

them; and she took this opportunity to define the lines of her frontier,

for the reason that Poland was in a state of internal warfare, the end

of which no man could foresee." [Footnote: Ferrand, i., p. 94.]

"If I were King of Poland, such plain language as this would put me on

my guard."

"Sire, if you were King of Poland, no foreign power would employ such

language toward you," said Kaunitz, with a half smile.

"That is true," replied the king, shaking his head. "The King of Poland

is a weak, good-natured fellow. He cannot forget that he has been the

lover of Catharine of Russia, and I verily believe, that if she were to

make a sign, he would lay, not only himself, but all Poland, at her

feet."

"Austria would never suffer her to accept it," cried Kauuitz.

The king shrugged his shoulders. "And yet, it would appear that when

Zips lay at her feet, the Empress of Austria was ready to embrace it.

But everybody grows eccentric when Poland is in question. My brother

Henry, who is in St. Petersburg, was one day discussing this matter of

the annexation of Zips with the empress. As Catharine, like myself, has

never had the privilege of examining the records in the court of

chancery at Vienna, she expressed some doubt as to the justice of

Austria's appropriation in that quarter. 'It seems,' said she, 'as if

one had noting to do but stoop down to pick up something in

Poland.'[Footnote: Ruthfore's "History of Poland," vol. iv., p. 210.]

Now, when proud Austria and her lofty Kaunitz condescend to stoop and

pick up, why shall not other people follow their example? I, too, shall

be obliged to march my troops into Poland, for every misfortune seems

about to visit this unhappy land. Who knows that in the archives at

Berlin there may not be some document to prove that I, also, have a

right to extend the lines of my frontier?"

While Frederick spoke, he kept his eyes fixed upon the face of Prince

Kaunitz, as though he would have read to the very bottom of his soul.

The latter pretended not to be aware of it; he looked perfectly blank,

while he affected to be still interested in examining the map.

"It would be fortunate if your majesty could discover such documents in

YOUR archives," replied he, coolly. "I have been told that you have,

heretofore, sought for them in Warsaw; unhappily, without being able to

find any."

The king could not repress a slight start as he heard this revelation of

his own machinations. Kaunitz again affected to see nothing, although he

was looking directly in the king's eyes.

"I say," continued Kaunitz, "that it would be most fortunate if, JUST AT

THIS TIME, your majesty could recover your titles to that portion of

Poland which lies contiguous to Russia. Austria, I assure you, will

place no difficulties in the way."

"Really," replied the king, "I must say that these lines form a better

natural frontier than my present boundaries." Here he passed his hand

somewhere through the north-western provinces of Poland, while he

continued: "Would my word suffice if I were to say to Austria that the

documents, proving my right to this territory, are to be found in the

archives at Berlin?"

"Your majesty's word, as regards this question, is worth more than the

documents," said Kaunitz, deliberately.

"But what would Catharine say?--she who looks upon Poland as her own?"

"If she says any thing, it is high time she were undeceived in that

respect," said Kaunitz, hastily. "She must be satisfied to share equally

with others. Your majesty was pleased to relate to me a portion of the

conversation between the empress and Prince Henry. The empress said, 'It

seems as if one had nothing to do but stoop down to pick up something in

Poland.' But you forgot the sequel. She added these words: 'If the court

of Vienna begins the dismemberment of Poland I think that her neighbors

have a right to continue it.'" [Footnote: La Roche Aymon "Vie du Prince

Henry" p. 171.]

"Vraiment, your highness has trusty reporters, and your agents serve you

admirably!" exclaimed the king.

Kaunitz bowed haughtily.

"We are your majesty's imitators," replied he. "First during the

Silesian war, then at the court of Dresden, we learned from you the

value of secret information. [Footnote: Through his ambassador at

Dresden, Frederick had bribed the keeper of the Saxon archives to send

him copies of the secret treaties between Austria and Saxony. He did

even worse, for the attache of the Austrian embassy at Berlin was in his

pay, and he sent the king copies of all the Austrian dispatches.--L.

Muhlbach, "Life of Frederick the Great."] Having been apprised of the

remarkable words of the empress, I began to fear that she might encroach

upon Poland without regard to the claims of Austria. Your majesty is

aware that the Russian army occupy Warsaw, and that a cordon of Russian

troops extend as far as the frontiers of Turkey."

"And if I draw my cordon beyond the district of Netz," cried the king,

drawing his finger across the map as if it had been a sword, "and

Austria extends her frontier beyond Galicia and the Zips, the republic

of Poland will occupy but a small space on the map of Europe."

"The smaller the better; the fewer Poles there are in the world the less

strife there will be. The cradle of the Poles is that apple of discord

which Eris once threw upon the table of the gods; they were born of its

seeds, and dissension is their native element. As long as there lives a

Pole on the earth, that Pole will breed trouble among his neighbors."

"Ah!" said the king, taking a pinch of snuff, "and yet your highness was

indignant at Catharine because she would force the Poles to keep the

peace. She appears to ME to be entirely of one mind with yourself. She,

too, looks upon Poland as the apple of Eris, and she has found it so

over-ripe that it is in danger of falling from the tree. She has

stationed her gardener, Stanislaus, to guard it. Let him watch over it.

It belongs to him, and if it come to the ground, he has nobody to blame

but himself. Meanwhile, should it burst, we will find means to prevent

it from soiling US. Now let us speak of Turkey. That unlucky Porte must

have something done for him, and while we mediate in his behalf, I hope

to bring about a good understanding between Austria and Russia. Let us

do our best to promote a general peace. Europe is bleeding at every

pore; let us bind up her wounds, and restore her to health."

"Austria is willing to promote the general welfare," replied Kaunitz,

following the king's example and rising from his chair, "but first

Russia must conclude an honorable peace with Turkey, and she must

abandon her rapacious designs upon the rest of Europe. But should the

Empress of Russia compel us to war with her on this question we will not

have recourse to arms until we have found means to alienate from her the

most formidable of her allies."

The king laughed. "I approve your policy," said he, "but I am curious to

know how you would manage to prevent me from keeping my word. I am

certainly pledged to Russia, but I hope that the negotiations into which

we are about to enter will end in peace. I shall send a resume of our

conference to the empress, and use every effort to establish friendly

relations between you."

"Will your majesty communicate her reply to me?" asked Kaunitz.

"I certainly will; for I am a soldier, not a diplomatist, and I am so

much in love with truth that I shall be her devotee until the last

moment of my life."

"Ah, sire, a man must be a hero like yourself to have the courage to

love so dangerous a mistress. Truth is a rose with a thousand thorns. He

who plucks it will be wounded, and woe to the head of him who wears it

in his crown!"

"You and I have fought and bled too often on the field of diplomacy to

be tender about our heads. Let us, then, wear the crown of truth, and

bear with its thorns."

So saying, the king reached out his hand, and Kaunitz took his leave.

After the prince had left the room, Frederick remained for a few minutes

listening, until he heard the door of the farther anteroom closed.

"Now, Hertzberg," cried he, "come out--the coast is clear."

A gigantic screen, which divided the room in two, began to move, and

forth came Count Herizberg, the king's prime minister.

"Did you hear it all?" asked Frederick, laughing.

"I did, so please your majesty."

"Did you write it down, so that I can send its resume to the Empress

Catharine?"

"Yes, your majesty, as far as it was possible to do so, I have written

down every word of your conference," said Hertzberg, with a dissatisfied

expression of countenance.

The king raised his large eyes with an inquiring look at the face of his

trusty minister. "Are you not satisfied, Hertzberg? Why do you shake

your head? You have three wrinkles in your forehead, and the corners of

your mouth turn down as they always do when something has displeased

you. Speak out, man. Of what do you complain?"

"First, I complain that your majesty has allowed the old fox to perceive

that you, as well as himself, entertain designs upon Poland, and that in

a manner you are willing to guarantee to Austria her theft of the Zips.

I also complain that you have consented to induce Russia, through the

intervention of Austria, to make peace with Turkey."

"Is that all?" asked the king.

"Yes, your majesty; that is all."

"Well, then, hear my defence. As regards your first complaint, I allowed

the old fox (as you call him) to scent my desire for Polish game,

because I wished to find out exactly how far I could venture to go in

the matter."

"Yes, sire, and the consequences will be, that Austria, who has already

appropriated the Zips, will stoop down to pick up something else. She

has already had her share of the booty, why should she divide with your

majesty?"

"Let Austria have her second share," cried the king, laughing. "It will

earn for her a double amount of the world's censure. [Footnote: The

king's own words. Coxe, "History of Austria," vol. v., p. 20.] As regards

your second complaint, let me tell you, that at this moment peace is

indispensable to us all, and for this reason I desire to bring Russia

and Austria into friendly relations with one another. I think it not

only wiser but more honorable to pacify Europe than to light the torch

of war a second time. It is not an easy matter to secure a general

peace, and we must all make some concessions to achieve a result so

desirable. Do you suppose that it is as easy to conciliate unfriendly

powers as it is to write bad verses? I assure you, Hertzberg, that I

would rather sit down to render the whole Jewish history into madrigals,

than undertake to fuse into unanimity the conflicting interests of three

sovereigns, when two out of the three are women! But I will do my best.

When your neighbor's house is on fire, help to put it out, or it may

communicate and burn down your own." [Footnote: The king's own

words. "Ceuvres Posthumes," vol. ii., p. 187]

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