Carlyle's "History of Friedrich II of Prussia" BOOK VIII.
Page: 26

1731. Coxe's Walpole, i. 579, 560
(indistinct, and needing correction).]

These surely are singular facts; calculated to awaken a maritime
public careful of its honor. Which they did,--after about eight
years, as the reader will see! For the present, there are
growlings in the coffee-houses; and, "THURSDAY, 28th JUNE," say
the Newspapers, "This day Captain Jenkins with his Owners," ear in
his pocket, I hope, "went out to Hampton Court to lay the matter
before his Grace of Newcastle:" "Please your Grace, it is hardly
three months since the illustrious Treaty of Vienna was signed;
Dutch and we leading in the Termagant of Spain, and nothing but
halcyon weather to be looked for on that side!" Grace of
Newcastle, anxious to avoid trouble with Spain, answers I can only
fancy what; and nothing was done upon Jenkins and his ear;
["The Spaniards own they did a witty thing,
Who cropt our ears, and sent them to the King."
POPE (date not given me).]
--may "keep it in cotton," if he like; shall have "a better ship"
for some solacement. This is the first emergence of Jenkins and
his ear upon negligent mankind. He and it will marvellously
re-emerge, one day!--


BABY CARLOS GETS HIS APANAGE.

But in regard to that Treaty of Vienna, seventh and last of the
travail-throes for Baby Carlos's Apanage, let the too oblivious
reader accept the following Extract, to keep him on a level with
Public "Events," as they are pleased to denominate themselves:--

"By that dreadful Treaty of Seville, Cardinal Fleury and the
Spaniards should have joined with England, and coerced the Kaiser
VI ET ARMIS to admit Spanish Garrisons [instead of neutral] into
Parma and Piacenza, and so secure Baby Carlos his heritage there,
which all Nature was in travail till he got. 'War in Italy to a
certainty!' said all the Newspapers, after Seville:
and Crown-Prince Friedrich, we saw, was running off to have a
stroke in said War;--inevitable, as the Kaiser still obstinately
refused. And the English, and great George their King, were ready.
Nevertheless, no War came. Old Fleury, not wanting war, wanting