Old Age and Death The Memoirs Of Jacques Casanova De Seingalt ...

Old Age and Death The Memoirs Of Jacques Casanova De Seingalt ... Old Age and Death The Memoirs Of Jacques Casanova De Seingalt ...

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66 "At the age of eighteen years, I entered the military service of my country, and I went to Constantinople. Two years afterward, having returned to Venice, I left the profession of honor and, taking the bit in my teeth, embraced the wretched profession of a violinist. I horrified my friends, but this did not last for very long. "At the age of twenty-one years, one of the highest nobles of Venice adopted me as his son, and, having become rich, I went to see Italy, France, Germany and Vienna where I knew Count Roggendorff. I returned to Venice, where, two years later, the State Inquisitors of Venice, for just and wise reasons, imprisoned me under The Leads. "This was the state prison, from which no one had ever escaped, but, with the aid of God, I took flight at the end of fifteen months and went to Paris. In two years, my affairs prospered so well that I became worth a million, but, all the same, I went bankrupt. I made money in Holland; suffered misfortune in Stuttgart; was received with honors in Switzerland; visited M. de Voltaire; adventured in Genoa, Marseilles, Florence and in Rome where the Pope Rezzonico, a Venetian, made me a Chevalier of Saint-Jean-Latran and an apostolic protonotary. This was in the year 1760. "In the same year I found good fortune at Naples; at Florence I carried off a girl; and, the following year, I was to attend the Congress at Augsburg, charged with a commission from the King of Portugal. The Congress did not meet there and, after the publication of peace, I passed on into England, which great misfortunes caused me to leave in the following year, 1764. I avoided the gibbet which, however, should not have dishonored me as I should only have been hung. In the same year I searched in vain for fortune at Berlin and at Petersburg, but I found it at Warsaw in the following year. Nine months afterwards, I lost it

67 through being embroiled in a pistol duel with General Branicki; I pierced his abdomen but in eight months he was well again and I was very much pleased. He was a brave man. Obliged to leave Poland, I returned to Paris in 1767, but a 'lettre de cachet' obliged me to leave and I went to Spain where I met with great misfortunes. I committed the crime of making nocturnal visits to the mistress of the 'vice-roi', who was a great scoundrel. "At the frontiers of Spain, I escaped from assassins only to suffer, at Aix, in Provence, an illness which took me to the edge of the grave, after spitting blood for eighteen months. "In the year 1769, I published my Defense of the Government of Venice, in three large volumes, written against Amelot de la Houssaie. "In the following year the English Minister at the Court of Turin sent me, well recommended, to Leghorn. I wished to go to Constantinople with the Russian fleet, but as Admiral Orlof, would not meet my conditions, I retraced my steps and went to Rome under the pontificate of Ganganelli. "A happy love affair made me leave Rome and go to Naples and, three months later, an unhappy love made me return to Rome. I had measured swords for the third time with Count Medini who died four years ago at London, in prison for his debts. "Having considerable money, I went to Florence, where, during the Christmas Festival, the Archduke Leopold, the Emperor who died four or five years ago, ordered me to leave his dominions within three days. I had a mistress who, by my advice, became Marquise de * * * at Bologna. "Weary of running about Europe, I determined to solicit mercy from the

66<br />

"At the age of eighteen years, I entered the military service of my<br />

country, <strong>and</strong> I went to Constantinople. Two years afterward, having<br />

returned to Venice, I left the profession of honor <strong>and</strong>, taking the bit in<br />

my teeth, embraced the wretched profession of a violinist. I horrified my<br />

friends, but this did not last for very long.<br />

"At the age of twenty-one years, one of the highest nobles of Venice<br />

adopted me as his son, <strong>and</strong>, having become rich, I went to see Italy,<br />

France, Germany <strong>and</strong> Vienna where I knew Count Roggendorff. I returned to<br />

Venice, where, two years later, the State Inquisitors of Venice, for just<br />

<strong>and</strong> wise reasons, imprisoned me under <strong>The</strong> Leads.<br />

"This was the state prison, from which no one had ever escaped, but, with<br />

the aid of God, I took flight at the end of fifteen months <strong>and</strong> went to<br />

Paris. In two years, my affairs prospered so well that I became worth a<br />

million, but, all the same, I went bankrupt. I made money in Holl<strong>and</strong>;<br />

suffered misfortune in Stuttgart; was received with honors in<br />

Switzerl<strong>and</strong>; visited M. de Voltaire; adventured in Genoa, Marseilles,<br />

Florence <strong>and</strong> in Rome where the Pope Rezzonico, a Venetian, made me a<br />

Chevalier of Saint-Jean-Latran <strong>and</strong> an apostolic protonotary. This was in<br />

the year 1760.<br />

"In the same year I found good fortune at Naples; at Florence I carried<br />

off a girl; <strong>and</strong>, the following year, I was to attend the Congress at<br />

Augsburg, charged with a commission from the King of Portugal. <strong>The</strong><br />

Congress did not meet there <strong>and</strong>, after the publication of peace, I passed<br />

on into Engl<strong>and</strong>, which great misfortunes caused me to leave in the<br />

following year, 1764. I avoided the gibbet which, however, should not<br />

have dishonored me as I should only have been hung. In the same year I<br />

searched in vain for fortune at Berlin <strong>and</strong> at Petersburg, but I found it<br />

at Warsaw in the following year. Nine months afterwards, I lost it

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