of Lord Carteret’s knowledge.  “It was my good fortune or prudence to keep the main body of my army (or in other words my matters of fact) safe and entire.  The late Earl of Granville was pleased to declare himself of this opinion; especially when he found that I had made Chemnitius one of my principal guides; for his Lordship was apprehensive I might not have seen that valuable and authentic book, which is extremely scarce.  I thought myself happy to have contented his Lordship even in the lowest degree:  for he understood the German and Swedish histories to the highest perfection.”

With all this learning, Carteret was far from being a pedant.  His was not one of those cold spirits of which the fire is put out by the fuel.  In council, in debate, in society, he was all life and energy.  His measures were strong, prompt, and daring, his oratory animated and glowing.  His spirits were constantly high.  No misfortune, public or private, could depress him.  He was at once the most unlucky and the happiest public man of his time.

He had been Secretary of State in Walpole’s Administration, and had acquired considerable influence over the mind of George the First.  The other ministers could speak no German.  The King could speak no English.  All the communication that Walpole held with his master was in very bad Latin.  Carteret dismayed his colleagues by the volubility with which he addressed his Majesty in German.  They listened with envy and terror to the mysterious gutturals which might possibly convey suggestions very little in unison with their wishes.

Walpole was not a man to endure such a colleague as Carteret.  The King was induced to give up his favourite.  Carteret joined the Opposition, and signalised himself at the head of that party till, after the retirement of his old rival, he again became Secretary of State.

During some months he was chief Minister, indeed sole Minister.  He gained the confidence and regard of George the Second.  He was at the same time in high favour with the Prince of Wales.  As a debater in the House of Lords, he had no equal among his colleagues.  Among his opponents, Chesterfield alone could be considered as his match.  Confident in his talents, and in the royal favour, he neglected all those means by which the power of Walpole had been created and maintained.  His head was full of treaties and expeditions, of schemes for supporting the Queen of Hungary and for humbling the House of Bourbon.  He contemptuously abandoned to others all the drudgery, and, with the drudgery, all the fruits of corruption.  The patronage of the Church and of the Bar he left to the Pelhams as a trifle unworthy of his care.  One of the judges, Chief Justice Willes, if we remember rightly, went to him to beg some ecclesiastical preferment for a friend.  Carteret said, that he was too much occupied with continental politics to think about the disposal of places and benefices.  “You may rely on it, then,”