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"Has had a miscarriage!" writes Dubourgay, from Berlin gossip, at the beginning of the business. Directly on the back of that peremptory act of disobedience by the womankind on Wednesday last, Friedrich Wilhelm came to Berlin himself.
Now if it should turn out that your Majesty proved so inferior to yourself as to Good Heavens!" This, it is said, was the point that staggered his Majesty. Patience, idle reader! We shall get some scraps of the Debates on other subjects, by and by. But hear Dubourgay again, in the absence of Morning Newspapers: AUGUST 9th, 1729. "Berlin looks altogether warlike.
Wilhelmina, flower of them all, still hangs on the bush, "asked," or supposed to be "asked by four Kings," but not attained by any of them; and one knows not what will be her lot. She is now risen out of the sickness she has had, not small-pox at all, as malicious English rumor gave it in England; and "looks prettier than ever," writes Dubourgay.
At Magdeburg they are busy making ovens to bake Ammunition-bread; Artillery is getting hauled out of the Arsenal here;" all is clangor, din of preparation. "It is said the King will fall on Mecklenburg;" can at once, if he like. Why not marry the Prince-Royal, at once, to another Princess, and have done with them!" or words to that effect, as reported by Court-rumor to her Majesty and Dubourgay.
That he will come privately at once, and wed his Wilhelmina; and so make an end; the big-wigs to adjust it afterwards as they can and may." Respectable Dubourgay stands silent, with lengthening face: "Your Majesty, how unfortunate that I of all men now hear it! I must instantly despatch a courier with the news to London!" This is the first particle of fact.
"No answer?" and January has not ended till a new Deputation of the same Three Gentlemen, Finkenstein, Borck, Grumkow, again waits on the Queen, for whom there is now this other message. "Wednesday, 25th January, 1730," so Dubourgay dates it; so likewise Wilhelmina, right for once: "a day I shall never forget," adds she.
The correspondence henceforth becomes altogether lively: but in the Britannic Archives there is nothing of it, Dubourgay having received warning from my Lord Townshend to be altogether ignorant of the matter henceforth, and let the Hanover Officials manage it. His Prussian Majesty returns home in the most tempestuous condition.
"No Dowry with our Princess," the English answer; "nor shall you give any with yours." "Queen sent for me: King is getting intractable about the Marriages; she reasoned with him from two o'clock till eight," without the least permanent effect. "It is his covetousness," I Dubourgay privately think! Knyphausen, who knows the King well, privately tells me, "He will come round."
Finkenstein and Borck, merciful persons, and always of the English party, were again profoundly sorry. Borck has a blaze of temper in him withal; we hear he apprised Grumkow, at one point of the dialogue, that he, Grumkow, was a "scoundrel," so Dubourgay calls it, which was one undeniable truth offered there that day. But what can anything profit?
Many such have gone, first and last; but this is the strongest of all. Her Majesty waits anxious at Berlin; ready to take refuge in a bed of sickness, should bad come to worse. In England, in the mean while, they have received a curious little piece of secret information. One Reichenbach, Prussian Envoy at London Dubourgay has long marvelled at the man and at the news he sends to Berlin.
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