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
The motto, on the other hand, dates from an earlier period, though
it is not that of the Bismarcks. When Bismarck was at Frankfurt as
Minister to the Diet, the King of Denmark invested him with the Grand
Cross of the Danebrog. Now, it is customary to have the names and
arms of the holders of this decoration set up in the Cathedral at
Copenhagen, with a device which each member is to select for himself.
“I then pitched upon this one, ‘In trinitate robur,’”--said the
Chancellor “the oak in the trefoil, the old blazon of our family.” “And
‘my trust is in the Triune God’” I suggested. “Quite right, I meant it
so,” he added, thus confirming my suggestion in a friendly but serious
tone.
Near the fire, in which huge beech logs splutter and blaze, stand a
number of high cushioned chairs. In the next wall is a door which opens
into the Chancellor’s bedroom. Between this and the window there is
a glass case with arms and antiquities, its most noteworthy contents
being, to my mind, a collection of prehistoric lance heads and a heavy
gold arm ring of spiral form with a green patina, which had been found
in a barrow; a rifled pistol with which the Prince, while he was still
a Junker, performed all sorts of miracles of marksmanship; a hunting
knife which used to accompany him when out bear hunting in Russia,
and two large Japanese Daimio swords of the finest steel, with which
the Chancellor was invested by the Mikado in the year 1872--invested,
inasmuch as these took the place of the decorations bestowed by other
potentates upon those whom they desire to honour. Near the swords lay
a scimitar in a violet velvet sheath. The Prince took it out and drew
it from its cover. It was a genuine Damascus blade. “This was presented
to me by the Bey of Tunis,” he said. “It is believed to be a fine old
weapon of the time of the Crusades. I have also received an Order from
him, but not the right one. He sent two, one for the Emperor and the
other for me. The one was set with brilliants as large as hazel nuts,
the other was common tinsel. Curiously enough he had not said to whom
they should be given. I mentioned it to my gracious master, and asked
what he thought. He said that of course the one with the brilliants was
for him. It was doubtless worth some 50,000 thalers.”
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