Bismarck : $b some secret pages of his history (Vol. 2 of 3). Being a diary kept by Dr. Moritz Busch during twenty-five years' official and private intercourse with the great ChancellorBusch, Moritz
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Bismarck : $b some secret pages of his history (Vol. 2 of 3). Being a diary kept by Dr. Moritz Busch during twenty-five years' official and private intercourse with the great Chancellor
Busch, Moritz
Bismarck, Otto, Fürst von, 1815-1898
I said everything he had told me would be carefully stored in my
retentive memory, and gradually made public in an explicit, vigorous
and prudent way. I then put forward my plan for a sketch of his houses
and estates for the _Gartenlaube_, begging permission to inspect
Varzin, Schoenhausen and Friedrichsruh, and requesting introductions
to the Prince’s officials at those places. He consented to everything,
and said, “You must come to Varzin when I am there myself. I will there
give you letters for Schoenhausen, and Friedrichsruh, and also for
Kniephof, to my cousin who now owns the place, as you should see it
too.”
I remarked that he looked in better health than I had expected.
“Yes,” he replied, “others think so, too. People misjudge me in three
respects: they consider me healthier, wealthier, and more powerful
than I really am,--particularly more powerful; but you know how much
truth, or rather how little truth, there is in that.” He seemed to
have exhausted all the necessary topics, so I rose to take leave,
when he accompanied me through the two salons to the room occupied by
the attendants, who must have been surprised at seeing this. At least
that was the effect made upon good old Theiss, who was on duty there,
and who whispered as he helped me on with my overcoat: “Good Heavens,
Doctor, an hour and a half with his Serene Highness, who then sees you
as far as the door of the antechamber!”
Next morning I paid a visit to the Central Bureau, where my
acquaintances were exceptionally friendly--of course I again enjoyed
the Prince’s favour. Holstein begged me to come to him, and had a long
conversation with me. He said I had been quite different to Aegidi;
every one had read about me; and yet I had never pushed myself forward.
Little influence was exercised over the press now. In the long run,
however, that would not do, and it had already occurred to him whether
I might not return. But Bucher was of opinion that I should not be
willing to do so. I replied that, as a matter of fact, I did not wish
to; but if the Prince desired it I would regard that as a command.
Finally, he was good enough to give me a “partout” card of admission
to the Reichstag. I went there, heard Hänel and Bennigsen speak on the
crisis, and then strolled off to Ritter Schulze’s, where I took lunch.
On returning to my hotel the porter handed me a note from the Prince,
inviting me to dine with him at 6 P.M. Went there in a frock
coat, as requested in the note but wearing a smart white tie and white
gloves, while etiquette prescribed a black tie and coloured gloves with
a frock coat. I was soon to be reminded of this breach of propriety.
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