Seckendorff to the other envoys: And this, kids, is why you are all amateurs compared with me. Did FW or Fritz rearrange their funtime schedule for your benefit, eh? I'm telling you, that man loved me.
Suhm: Fritz gave up sleep to read my translation of Wolff! Which led him to recommend Wolff to AW, and, lo and behold, 6 months later, your guy FW is reading Wolff.
Mitchell: Probably, but selenak might be in a better position to think of examples?
Lord Marischal: I know I technically don't count as an envoy *to* Fritz, but let's remember: you and I were both foreigners who met our respective kings and became BFFs *first*, then you were sent to Prussia as envoy *because* the king liked you. And I was sent as envoy by Fritz (G2 was hardly about to use me as envoy!) to France. So I say it counts that Fritz used to walk down the hill to eat with me at the Chinese Tea House instead of making me walk up the hill to Sanssouci.
Richard Wolff (editor): This is why the Stratemann gives us the real FW, not the unlovingly and harshly drawn distortion the Margravine as a bad daughter drew in her memoirs.
I don't know whether I want to say GAAHHH or GRRRR to this. Both. :P
He conveniently died in 1739, so he never got to know King Fritz. Or the kind of Queen EC ended up as being.
Stratemann and Grumbkow really picked a good year to die.
I mean, EC might have been the sole person who hadn't heard Fritz pre marriage had dragged his feet as long as he could and had not wanted her on any level, let alone that he told Grumbkow the marriage would be over once he was King.
Oof, you're right. This plus Polyanna Stratemann would explain a lot about her falling in love and holding out hope for so long. Even if you arrive and realize the family is dysfunctional, the guy *did* agree to marry you, and he is being nice to you, if distant...
Ouch.
It's also how Boswell introduces this anecdote in "Life of Johnson".
Well, that explains the coincidence, then. :)
Croker: the Henri de Catt of Victorian editors, clearly.
ZOMG. Oh, remember the 19th century Thiebault editor fleshing out the actual memoirs with passages from Wilhelmine, thus leading us down a garden path for a long time?
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Re: Stratemann
Date: 2020-10-07 11:39 pm (UTC)Suhm: Fritz gave up sleep to read my translation of Wolff! Which led him to recommend Wolff to AW, and, lo and behold, 6 months later, your guy FW is reading Wolff.
Mitchell: Probably, but
Lord Marischal: I know I technically don't count as an envoy *to* Fritz, but let's remember: you and I were both foreigners who met our respective kings and became BFFs *first*, then you were sent to Prussia as envoy *because* the king liked you. And I was sent as envoy by Fritz (G2 was hardly about to use me as envoy!) to France. So I say it counts that Fritz used to walk down the hill to eat with me at the Chinese Tea House instead of making me walk up the hill to Sanssouci.
Richard Wolff (editor): This is why the Stratemann gives us the real FW, not the unlovingly and harshly drawn distortion the Margravine as a bad daughter drew in her memoirs.
I don't know whether I want to say GAAHHH or GRRRR to this. Both. :P
He conveniently died in 1739, so he never got to know King Fritz. Or the kind of Queen EC ended up as being.
Stratemann and Grumbkow really picked a good year to die.
I mean, EC might have been the sole person who hadn't heard Fritz pre marriage had dragged his feet as long as he could and had not wanted her on any level, let alone that he told Grumbkow the marriage would be over once he was King.
Oof, you're right. This plus Polyanna Stratemann would explain a lot about her falling in love and holding out hope for so long. Even if you arrive and realize the family is dysfunctional, the guy *did* agree to marry you, and he is being nice to you, if distant...
Ouch.
It's also how Boswell introduces this anecdote in "Life of Johnson".
Well, that explains the coincidence, then. :)
Croker: the Henri de Catt of Victorian editors, clearly.
ZOMG. Oh, remember the 19th century Thiebault editor fleshing out the actual memoirs with passages from Wilhelmine, thus leading us down a garden path for a long time?
STOP IT.