German and Austrian Prisons: Prisons of Prussia, Bavaria, Saxony and Austria-Hungary; the Fortresses of Magdeburg and Spielberg — John Shaqi
German and Austrian Prisons: Prisons of Prussia, Bavaria, Saxony and Austria-Hungary; the Fortresses of Magdeburg and SpielbergGriffiths, Arthur
History
German and Austrian Prisons: Prisons of Prussia, Bavaria, Saxony and Austria-Hungary; the Fortresses of Magdeburg and Spielberg
Griffiths, Arthur
Prisons -- Austria -- History; Prisons -- Germany -- History
The precautions taken effectually debarred the prisoner from any fresh
attempt at evasion. A new governor had replaced the madman Borck,
Lieutenant-Colonel Reichmann, a humane and mild-mannered officer. About
this time, several members Of the royal family, including Princess
Amelia, came to reside at Magdeburg and showed a kindly interest in
Trenck’s grievous lot; his cell doors were presently opened each day
to admit daylight and fresh air. He found employment, too, for his
restless energies and was permitted to carve verses and figures upon
the pewter cup provided as part of his cell furniture. The first
rude attempt was much admired, the cup was impounded, and a new one
served out; several, indeed, were provided in succession, so that
Trenck became quite expert in this artistic employment and laboured
at it continuously until the day of his release. By means of these
cups he opened up communication with the outside world. Hitherto all
correspondence had been forbidden; no one under pain of death might
converse with him or supply him with pen, ink or paper. Strange to
say, he was allowed to engrave what he pleased upon the pewter, and
the cups were in great demand and passed into many hands. One reached
the empress-queen of Austria and stimulated her to plead for Trenck’s
pardon through her minister accredited to the court of Frederick. The
engraving that touched her feelings was that of a bird in a cage held
by a Turk, with the inscription, “The bird sings even in the storm:
open his cage and break his fetters, ye friends of virtue, and his
songs shall be the delight of your abodes.” The demand for these cups
was so keen that Trenck worked at them by candle light for eighteen
hours a day, and the reflected lustre from the pewter seriously injured
his eyesight. It is a pathetic picture,--that of the active-minded,
undefeated captive, labouring incessantly although weighed down by
chains and the terrible encumbrance of a huge collar which pressed
on the arteries at the back of his neck and occasioned intolerable
headache.
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