"In brief, gentlemen, I preferred the field of science, which was
still open to me, and became an engineer. Mr Cutts, whose great
acquirements and brilliant genius have raised him to such eminence in
the profession"--here Cutts made a grateful salaam--"can bear testimony
to the humble share of talent I have laid at the national disposal; and
if you, my kinsman, are connected with any of the incipient enterprises
in the north, I should be proud of an opportunity of showing you that
the genius of a Mandeville can be applied as well to the arts of peace
as to the stormy exercises of war. But even Mr Cutts does not know how
strangely my labours have been interrupted. What an episode was mine!
A year of exaltation to high and princely rank--a year of love and
battle--and then a return to this cold and heavy occupation! Had that
interval lasted longer, gentlemen, believe me, that ere now I should
have carried the victorious banners of Wallachia to the gates of
Constantinople, plucked the abject and besotted Sultan from his throne,
and again established in more than its pristine renown the independent
Empire of the East!"
"Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! Well said, Mandeville!" shouted Cutts. "I like
to see the fellow who never sticks at trifles."
"No reality, sirs, could have prevented me; but I fear my preface is too
long. About two years ago I was requested by the projectors of the great
railway between Paris and Constantinople to superintend the survey of
that portion which stretches eastward from Vienna. I accepted the
appointment with pleasure, for I longed to see foreign countries, and
the field abroad appeared to me a much nobler one than that at home. I
had personal letters of introduction to the Emperor, who treated me with
marked distinction; for some collateral branches of my family had done
the Austrian good service in the wars of Wallenstein, and the heroic
charge of the Pappenheimers under Herbert Mandeville at Lutzen was still
freshly and gratefully remembered. It was in Vienna that I made the
acquaintance of our mutual kinsman, Count Ferguson, whose claims to
hereditary dignity, I trust, you will reflect on at your leisure.
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