The Beautiful Lady Craven (Volume 2); The Original Memoirs of Elizabeth, Baroness Craven, Afterwards Margravine of Anspach and Bayreuth and Princess Berkeley of the Holy Roman Empire (1750-1828) (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER IX We return to Anspach, after paying a visit to the King of Prussia at Berlin?We reside three months at the Palace?Illness of Lord Craven at Bath?Death of the Margravine?Sir William Hamilton informs me by letter of the death of Lord Craven?Lady Betty Germaine. Margrave dispatched a courier from the last place we slept at, towards Berlin, to acquaint His Majesty of our intended arrival.1 It was the etiquette of the Court of Prussia for all princes in the line of succession to the throne, to repair to Berlin, to pay their respects to the King on the demise of his predecessor. The Margrave had never been to his cousin: the reason for such an omission I could never learn, but he seemed displeased whenever it was hinted to him. Old General Treskaw, a most respectable military commander, who was en chef at Anspach, and a confidant of old Frederic's, by whom he had been strongly recommended to his nephew, requested me to represent to the Margrave, that it was not right that he should remain without performing this duty, as he was the only relation who had not been at Berlin; and he urged me to use my influence with the Margrave: but this I begged leave to decline. 1 The hitherto unpublished letter from Lady Craven to Mr. Francis James Jackson, British Chargd d'Affaires at Berlin, fixes the date of their arrival at the Prussian capital as December, 1790. She again wrote to Mr. Jackson from Paris in 1802, when he was Minister Plenipotentiary at Berlin (see Vol. I, Introduction, p. c). Upon our return to the Margrave's dominions, he deposited me safe in my English garden at Triesdorf, ?a residence in which I delighted; and, without sitting down, he went to the stables, ordered a horse to be saddled, and with the Chamberlain galloped off for Anspach, where the Secretair...