He must have believed he could at least impersonate Quantz for a few days, having known him for a long time.
Headcanon accepted. This makes soooo much sense!
Poniatowski would have mentioned it in his takedown on Fritz' using Saxony and Poland to finance his war
Wasn't Poniatowski a dog person, though? Or am I thinking of someone else? :P
Right, yes, Catherine's memoirs:
When we entered my cabinet, my bolognese pet dog raced towards us and barked angrily at Count Horn. But when it noticed Count Poniatowski, the animal was visibly overwhelmed with joy and affection. Since my cabinet was rather small, no one other than Leo Naryshkin, his sister-in-law and myself noticed. But Count Horn wasn't deceived, and when I returned to the dining room, he grabbed Count Poniatowski at his coat and said: "My friend, there's no worse traitor than a Bolognese spaniel. Whenever I fell in love with a woman, I always gave her such a dog as a gift. Through the animals I always learned if anyone was more favoured than I was. This rule never fails. (...)
I mean, I'm being thoroughly silly, I doubt Fritz exterminated Saxon cats or that Poniatowski's apparent good relationship with Catherine's lap dog would have prevented him from caring!
But it *is* true that ever since I joined salon, my life has turned into a series of episodes of "You're Wrong About." ;)
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Re: Letters and Journals of Mrs Calderwood
Date: 2022-07-16 12:52 pm (UTC)Headcanon accepted. This makes soooo much sense!
Poniatowski would have mentioned it in his takedown on Fritz' using Saxony and Poland to finance his war
Wasn't Poniatowski a dog person, though? Or am I thinking of someone else? :P
Right, yes, Catherine's memoirs:
When we entered my cabinet, my bolognese pet dog raced towards us and barked angrily at Count Horn. But when it noticed Count Poniatowski, the animal was visibly overwhelmed with joy and affection. Since my cabinet was rather small, no one other than Leo Naryshkin, his sister-in-law and myself noticed. But Count Horn wasn't deceived, and when I returned to the dining room, he grabbed Count Poniatowski at his coat and said: "My friend, there's no worse traitor than a Bolognese spaniel. Whenever I fell in love with a woman, I always gave her such a dog as a gift. Through the animals I always learned if anyone was more favoured than I was. This rule never fails. (...)
I mean, I'm being thoroughly silly, I doubt Fritz exterminated Saxon cats or that Poniatowski's apparent good relationship with Catherine's lap dog would have prevented him from caring!
But it *is* true that ever since I joined salon, my life has turned into a series of episodes of "You're Wrong About." ;)