"For before the first edition of that Treaty, and while Robinson
at Vienna was still laboring like Hercules in it,--the poor Duke
of Parma died. Died; and no vestige of a 'Spanish Garrison' yet
there, to induct Baby Carlos according to old bargain. On the
contrary, the Kaiser himself took possession,--'till once the
Duke's Widow, who declares herself in the family-way, be brought
to bed! If of a Son, of course he must have the Duchies; if of a
Daughter only, then Carlos SHALL get them, let not Robinson fear.'
The due months ran, but neither son nor daughter came; and the
Treaty of Vienna, first edition and also second, was signed;
and,
"OCTOBER 20th, 1731, Spanish Garrisons, no longer an hypothesis,
but a bodily fact, 6,000 strong, 'convoyed by the British Fleet,'
came into Leghorn, and proceeded to lodge themselves in the
long-litigated Parma and Piacenza;--and, in fine, the day after
Christmas, blessed be Heaven,
"DECEMBER 26th, Baby Carlos in highest person came in:
Baby Carlos (more power to him!) got the Duchies, and we hope
there was an end. No young gentleman ever had such a pother to
make among his fellow-creatures about a little heritable property.
If Baby Carlos's performance in it be anything in proportion, he
will be a supereminent sovereign!--

"There is still some haggle about Tuscany, the Duke of which is
old and heirless; Last of the Medici, as he proved. Baby Carlos
would much like to have Tuscany too; but that is a Fief of the
Empire, and might easily be better disposed of, thinks the Kaiser.
A more or less uncertain point, that of Tuscany; as many points
are! Last of the Medici complained, in a polite manner, that they