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Fragile Rise
The Belfer Center Studies in International Security book
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series publishes books on contemporary issues in international security
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A complete list of Belfer Center Studies appears at the back of this volume.
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Xu Qiyu
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Contents
Foreword . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . vii
Graham Allison
Translator’s Note. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . xi
Joshua Hill
Preface. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . xvii
Xu Qiyu
1. A Low-Posture Rise . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1
2. “Active Shaping” and the Foundation of a Grand Staretegy. . . . . .33
3. Working to Maintain the Grand Strategy. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .67
4. Entering the Post-Bismarckian Era . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 95
5. Institutions, Society, Popular Opinion, and Grand Strategy. . . . . 127
6. From Weltpolitik to Encirclement. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 155
7. An Obsession with Command of the Seas . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 191
8. The Schlieffen Plan and the Retreat of Grand Strategy. . . . . . . . 227
9. Crisis Management on the Path to World War, 1908–1914 . . . . . . . 259
Notes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 293
About the Author . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 329
Contributors. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 331
Index . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 333
Belfer Center Studies in International Security . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 343
About the Belfer Center for Science and International Affairs. . . . . . . 346
Foreword
Graham Allison
student of naval power and leading champion of the buildup of the U.S.
Navy—asked the kaiser whether he would consider a moratorium in the
budding German-British naval arms race. Wilhelm replied that Germany
was unalterably committed to having a powerful navy. But he asserted that
this would not be a problem because war between Germany and Britain was
simply unthinkable. “I was brought up in England,” he said, “I feel myself
partly an Englishman. Next to Germany I care more for England than for any
other country.” He then added, with emphasis, “I ADORE ENGLAND!”
World War I provides many lessons for statesmen today. None is more
relevant for current leaders than the stark reminder that however unimagi-
nable conflict seems, however catastrophic the consequences for all would-be
actors, however deep the cultural empathy among leaders, and however
economically interdependent states may be—none of these factors was suffi-
cient to prevent war in 1914. Nor would they be today.
The centennial of World War I has inspired a spirited discussion in the
West about lessons to be learned from Germany’s rise and the reactions of
other powers, especially Great Britain. In China, too, historians have been
called on to help illuminate the present. Indeed, in 2003, the Chinese Politburo
commissioned a lengthy study on the trajectories of the nine nations that had
become great powers in modern history (Portugal, Spain, the Netherlands,
Great Britain, France, Germany, Japan, Russia, and the United States). This
study, entitled The Rise of the Great Powers, was later presented in the form
of a twelve-part television series which was broadcast on China’s leading
channel, China Central Television (CCTV), with a companion eight-volume
book series. Both enjoyed considerable popularity and sparked a national
conversation. This book can be seen as a further extension of that debate.
Unfortunately, much of that conversation in China has failed to reach the
West. In sponsoring the translation of a new book which has been praised by
Chinese scholars as the best account by a Chinese historian of Germany’s rise,
The Belfer Center for Science and International Affairs hopes to make this
Chinese perspective available to a broader audience.
Xu begins his account of Germany’s rise with the unification of the
German Empire in 1871. He argues that since unification meant the
emergence of Germany as a great power, it also created the central paradox
that came to define German foreign policy: As Germany’s power grew, so too
did its neighbors’ apprehensions. To address this paradox, Germany initially
adopted a low profile in foreign affairs. By 1878, however, Otto von Bismarck,
the guiding hand behind German foreign policy, had become active and
visible in shaping European politics. The objective of his grand strategy was
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to sustain Germany’s rise. In Xu’s view, despite severe pressure from abroad as
well as within the country, his combination of strategic and diplomatic skills
allowed him to overcome opponents or keep them off balance.
Bismarck’s successors, Xu argues, were not up to the challenge he left
them. A preeminent land power by the mid-1890s, Germany’s pursuit of a
commanding navy brought it into predictable, unavoidable, but unnecessary
conflict with Britain. Germany’s obsession with naval preeminence became
a major strand in the recklessness of “Weltpolitik.” This increasing German
aggressiveness, according to Xu, was the primary cause of the world war that
destroyed Germany’s “fragile” rise.
Xu’s analysis of German policy and emphasis on the naval race and the
Schlieffen Plan as significant contributors to the war complements one of the
mainstream schools of Western thought about World War I, alongside authors
like Fritz Fischer, Margaret MacMillan, and Paul Kennedy. Unlike Fischer,
however, he does not argue that the Great War stemmed from deliberate and
strategically coherent German aggression. Nor does he argue that Germany’s
growing material capabilities inevitably led to war, as some Western scholars
have claimed. Rather, Xu’s nuanced analysis finds that while Germany’s rise
created structural stresses that moved the actors toward war, those stresses
could have been negotiated by good strategy and statesmanship (as Bismarck
had demonstrated). It was the absence of such strategy and statesmanship in
Bismarck’s successors that allowed inconsequential events in the Balkans to
spark war throughout Europe. In this respect, Xu’s analysis can be compared
to Henry Kissinger’s in Diplomacy.
Although Xu refrains from stating them explicitly, Fragile Rise holds a
number of important lessons for the rise of China in our own time. First,
China’s rapidly growing economic and military power will inevitably create
structural stress between China and the United States—a phenomenon that
I have labeled the “Thucydides Trap.” Whatever the intentions of leaders of
both nations, they will have to recognize and manage the risks that inevitably
accompany changes in the international balance of power.
Second, this structural stress does not mean that war is inevitable. As Xu
notes, prudent diplomacy and astute statesmanship can meet this challenge,
as Bismarck demonstrated. Significantly, while compromises will be needed
on both sides, Xu’s emphasis on the “fragility” of the rising power suggests the
burden may fall disproportionately on Chinese leaders.
The defining question for this generation is whether these Chinese leaders
and their counterparts in the United States will be up to the challenge. In this
regard, Fragile Rise provides an important clue for Chinese leaders hoping to
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Joshua Hill
A s Xu Qiyu wrote on the original cover of his Fragile Rise: Grand Strategy
and the Fate of Imperial Germany, “When it is difficult to see clearly into
the future, looking back to history, even the history of other peoples, might
be the right choice.” Although he does not repeat those words inside his book,
their spirit is present throughout his text. Xu’s Fragile Rise is implicit policy
advice in the form of an extended historical analogy. This approach has a long
tradition in Chinese scholarship—nearly fifteen hundred years ago, a Tang
dynasty emperor praised a counsellor adept at using “antiquity as a mirror to
understand the rise and fall of states [yi gu wei jing, ke yi jian xing ti]” and the
metaphor of “history as a mirror” remains part of the Chinese language even
today—and represents a profound cultural inclination toward using history as
a tool for thinking about the present.1
For that emperor, history primarily consisted of canonical tales of
Chinese dynasties, both actual and mythical. That purely domestic history
still remains a powerful source of insight and inspiration for Chinese leaders.
Some analysts, indeed, argue that an awareness of this tradition holds the
key to understanding contemporary policymaking.2 Xu Qiyu participates
in an expansive descendant of this longstanding predisposition that seeks
value in the histories of other nations beyond China. This was radical when
first proposed by early twentieth-century journalist and political theorist
Liang Qichao, who saw the histories of various “lost nations,” from India to
Poland, as relevant for a China beset by Western and Japanese imperialism.
It has long since entered the intellectual mainstream. At various points in the
twentieth century, Japanese, Soviet, and Singaporean historical experiences
have been seen to have special relevance for China. Cosmopolitan reasoning
of this sort is common enough to be unremarkable today. The prevalence of
these ecumenical discussions in a country convinced of its own uniqueness
perhaps should inspire emulation in other nations that pride themselves on
the “exceptional” nature of their histories.
German history, too, has served as a “mirror” for Chinese intellectuals
and political leaders to reflect on their country’s situation. Over a century
ago, many viewed Germany as a model for China’s future. In 1905, officials
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appointed by the Qing, China’s final dynasty, visited Germany to study its
constitutional monarchy, with an eye toward adopting a similar system at
home. A second scholarly mission followed in 1908, and substantial aspects
of late Qing political reform, including the laws used in China’s first autho-
rized legislative elections, bore the mark of German influence. A decade later,
after a republican revolution in China and Germany’s defeat in the Great War,
Chinese observers saw Germany’s post-war recovery as an inspiration for
their own reconstruction. Chiang Kai-shek, who governed China after 1927,
admired Germany enough that he sent his adopted son there for military
training in the late 1930s, explaining to him that “Germany is the only country
from which we can learn something. They can give us the base from which to
develop our own style: firm and solid.”3 Chiang looked to Germany for more
than mere spiritual sustenance, however. German military advisors helped
train his army in the 1920s and 1930s, while trade in strategic minerals linked
the economies of the two nations.
Xu Qiyu, working within the very different geopolitical context of the
early twenty-first century, discerns within German history a warning for
contemporary China. Like many others eager to think through the implica-
tions of China’s rise in the twenty-first century, he has drawn a comparison
with Wilhelmine Germany between 1871 and 1914. The parallels between the
two seem irresistible—then, as now, the emergence of a new power, fueled by
a dynamic, fast-growing economy, dramatically reshaped the global strategic
balance. Wilhelmine Germany also serves as a cautionary tale of an emerging
power that failed to find a place within the existing international order; its
rise ultimately resulted in a total war that imposed ruinous consequences for
all combatants, victors and defeated alike. The analogy is deeply imperfect,
as virtually all who explore it admit, yet it is so powerfully frightening that it
compels serious attention.
In recent years, the parallel drawn between contemporary China and
Wilhelmine Germany (along with its corollary, the equation of today’s United
States and the pre-1914 British Empire) has become enmeshed with, and cited
as an example of, Graham Allison’s notion of a “Thucydides Trap.” Named for
Thucydides’s contention in The History of the Peloponnesian War that Sparta’s
fear of Athens’s rapid growth led to a destructive confrontation between the
two Greek city-states, it has become a metaphor for the cycle of fear and antag-
onism that emerges between rising and established powers. It is a trap that can
produce grim results: “in 12 of 16 [such] cases over the past 500 years,” Allison
argues, “the outcome was war.”4 The 2014 centennial of the July Crisis that
sparked World War I has further inspired scholars to examine this analogy in
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ization. Xu never directly suggests these linkages, yet carefully and subtly
draws the reader’s attention to them.
As Xu portrays it, the path that German history followed after 1890 was
not foreordained. Poor leadership—characterized by the abandonment of not
only grand strategy itself, but even the belief that grand strategy was possible—
accounted for its fate. The drift from crisis to crisis and the increasing polar-
ization of the European state system that led to war in August 1914 did not
result from a German plan, but the lack of one. Although Xu does not char-
acterize it as such, this is a claim that the decades before 1914 were essen-
tially a “lost chance.” Better leadership, coupled with strategic planning, could
have allowed Wilhelmine Germany to continue its (relatively) peaceful rise
well into the twentieth century. The persistence of that Germany—an indus-
trial powerhouse with a territory larger and more populous than the current
German Republic, possessed of one of the world’s most formidable militaries,
and spared the physical and psychological devastation of defeat in two world
wars—would surely have changed the course of world history to an incalcu-
lable degree.
Following Xu’s logic, it stands to reason that if grand strategy could have
allowed Germany to sidestep catastrophe in 1914, it will also help China avoid
a similar fate in the twenty-first century. The precise elements of such a grand
strategy he leaves unstated, but his portrayal of Bismarck’s policies suggests
several of its foundations. The first of these is psychological. Policymakers
should be flexible, dynamic, appreciative of the emotional aspects of interstate
diplomacy, and sensitive to the limits of power. Xu’s Bismarck grasped the
value of such insights; his successors did not. The next foundation is institu-
tional. The policymaking organs of government—particularly those engaged
in diplomatic or military affairs—need effective coordination from a central
authority. Bismarck, generally, accomplished this; under his successors, intra-
bureaucratic links (particularly those that bound the military and diplo-
matic establishments) disintegrated, and agencies pursued independent, and
contradictory, policies. The final aspect is philosophical. History, Xu argues,
provides “gaps” or opportunities that a skilled leader can use to reshape
unfavorable situations. Bismarck sought these out, while Germany’s post-
Bismarckian leadership overlooked their existence. Instead, his successors
fatalistically came to believe that they were helpless pawns buffeted by forces
that were both powerful and inevitable. Believing that events were beyond
their control, they designed short-term plans that ensured that, one day, a
local crisis would snowball into a continental war.
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Joshua Hill
Changsha, Hunan and Athens, Ohio
September 2015
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Xu Qiyu
I decided to use the notion of “grand strategy” to examine the rise and
fall of Wilhelmine Germany for two particular reasons. First, it gave me a
thread to follow through the enormous mass of historical materials. Second,
it allowed me to resolve a series of deeper doubts and concerns. One of these
concerns is the balance between inevitability and chance as causal factors in
international disputes. Are conflicts, particularly direct clashes between great
powers, inevitable? Are there deep-rooted elements that “determine” the
outbreak of an “inevitable” conflict? This question is ultimately philosophical
in nature, as it impinges on humanity’s understanding of itself and its place in
the world. Most people accept that both chance and inevitability exist, yet the
notion of chance often leaves many uncomfortable. As a result, it is often seen
as secondary in importance to inevitability, or as some sort of an “exception.”
In fact, the “laws of history” leave “gaps” that are large enough to allow people
to take an active, dynamic role. Chance plays an important part too, but the
task of grand strategy is to adapt to these laws of history while, as much as
possible, simultaneously exploiting the “gaps” in history.
In Wilhelmine Germany, Chancellor Otto von Bismarck understood this
well and, as a result, was always ready to accept imperfect or uncertain results.
His successors, however, were the exact opposite. They sought certainty in
all things and placed an excessive emphasis on the concept of “inevitability.”
These philosophical differences were an important element in the quick disin-
tegration of German grand strategy after Bismarck’s forced retirement. Ulti-
mately, the emphasis that German leaders placed on “inevitability” developed
into an obsession. They became ever more firm in their belief that a major war
was “unavoidable.” This led them to engage in a series of “inevitable” prepara-
tions that, ultimately, did make war truly “unavoidable.”
Researching pre–World War I Germany from the perspective of grand
strategy also touches upon the issue of rationality and irrationality. While
reading the ancient Greek historian Thucydides as a graduate student, I was
struck by one of his observations of political culture in wartime Athens:
“Prudent hesitation [came to be seen as] specious cowardice...the advocate
of extreme measures was always trustworthy; his opponent, a man to be
suspected.”1 Later, after I began working at the Institute for Strategic Studies at
National Defense University and had the opportunity to interact with many
officials and scholars (both Chinese and foreign), I came to recognize that
this phenomenon has been replicated in many other times and places. The
irrational assault on policymaking and grand strategy that this phenomenon
leads to was readily apparent in Wilhelmine Germany.
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were ultimately stronger and more enduring than any tangible institution.
An investigation of this issue is not the task of this book, but this idea has
informed my research and writing processes.
I would like to express heartfelt thanks to the teachers and friends
who have given me their unwavering support. Then-director of National
Defense University’s strategy teaching division, Major General Zhu Chenghu,
provided me with significant support, without which this book might never
have been completed. My former supervisors—the former director of the
National Defense University’s Institute for Strategic Studies, Rear Admiral
Yang Yi, and my doctoral dissertation advisor, the former vice director of the
Chinese Academy of Social Sciences World History Institute, Professor Zhou
Rongyao—gave me great support during the writing process. Mei Zhaorong,
former chairman of the Chinese People’s Institute of Foreign Affairs and
former ambassador to Germany, Wang Jisi, former dean of the School of
International Studies, Peking University, and Zheng Yongnian, director of the
East Asian Institute, National University of Singapore all provided valuable
advice and encouragement. The former rector of Sweden’s National Defense
College, Major General (ret.) Karlis Neretnieks generously offered source
materials and suggestions. Bundeswehr Lieutenant Colonel Olaf Wiedenfeld
greatly helped with translations from German, for which I am truly thankful.
Finally, I wish to express thanks to the China Foundation for International
and Strategic Studies for its support of this book’s publication.
I must admit that, as a researcher of strategy who focuses primarily
on contemporary issues, I lack a historian’s professional training and was
somewhat over-ambitious in terms of managing the vast amount of materials.
My German-language skills were self-taught in order to research this period
of history. I depended on brute force to examine and translate the primary
source materials that form the basis of this book. Even with the aid of friends,
however, errors are unavoidable. I hope that readers will not hesitate to offer
their advice and criticisms.
Xu Qiyu
Beijing
February 2011
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“Bismarck had been in politics long enough to know that
conspicuous success invites suspicion and hostility.”
Gordon A. Craig
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of the empire. It was only in 1878 that the chancellor’s office was expanded
and divided into eight imperial offices that were respectively responsible for
foreign affairs, finance, internal affairs, the navy, the postal system, railroads,
justice, and matters related to Alsace-Lorraine. The heads of these offices were
known as “State Secretaries.”6 Thus, the German Empire lacked cabinet secre-
taries and, in fact, did not have imperial-level ministers other than the chan-
cellor.
On the other hand, however, Germany did not have a truly federal
system. The principal reason for this was that Prussia had an outsized role in
managing imperial affairs. It constituted two-thirds of the empire’s territory
and made up 60 percent of its population; additionally, the empire’s most
important natural resources and industrial bases lay within its borders.
Imperial and constituent state tax revenues, moreover, were kept separate;
Prussia’s tax revenues typically exceeded those of the German Empire itself—
as late as 1913, Prussia’s annual revenues of 120 million marks were greater
than that of the central government.7 Even more importantly, Prussia held a
special position in political decision-making—its king was the German kaiser,
and the imperial chancellor (except for brief intervals in 1873 and 1892–1894)
concurrently served as the prime minister of Prussia. Prussia also held 17 of
the Bundesrat’s 58 seats, enough to veto any proposal that it did not agree
with. It could truly be said that whoever controlled Prussia also controlled the
fate of the entire German Empire.
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Furthermore, most Poles were Catholic, and this generated endless tensions
with the Protestant-based German state. From the perspective of German
policymakers and the German government, validating the leading role of
Protestantism was vital to maintaining domestic stability and the unity of
the empire. In 1906, German Chancellor Bernhard von Bülow worried about
the potential repercussions caused by the addition of the Austro-Hungarian
Empire’s German-speaking regions (which were majority Catholic), in the
event of that empire’s collapse: “We shall thereby receive an increase of about
fifteen million Catholics so that the Protestants would become a minority…
the proportion of strength between the Protestants and the Catholics would
become similar to that which at the time led to the Thirty Years’ War, i.e., a
virtual dissolution of the German empire.”10
The second type of conflict existed primarily between social classes.
Traditional German society had been primarily agricultural. Government
officials, and especially the army officer corps, tended to hail from the Junker
landlord class. This class both controlled the land and held a dominant
position in the country’s political life. By the time of unification, however,
industrialization was already comparatively advanced and agriculture’s share
of the national economy was rapidly declining. For the period 1850–1854,
the agricultural, forestry, and fishing sectors produced 45.2 percent of the
country’s net economic output, while the industrial and handicraft sectors
accounted for only 20.4 percent. By 1870–1874, however, those proportions
had shifted to 37.9 percent and 29.7 percent, respectively.11 Thus, traditional
domestic power structures grew increasingly separated from the country’s new
economic base. The rising industrial and commercial capitalist classes actively
began to demand political power consummate with their enhanced economic
position. The post-1871 German Empire, however, had been founded and led
by Prussia’s feudal aristocracy, allowing the Junker landlord class to maintain
the pre-existing distribution of political power. The coincidence of Germany’s
relatively brief experience as a politically unified nation with its era of super-
heated industrialization allowed a feudal, militarized elite to form a “hard
core” of power at the center of this industrial society. This contrasts with the
experiences of Britain and France, whose slower paces of industrial devel-
opment provided enough time either to sweep away traditional elites or to
absorb them into the new social and economic structures.12 This resulted in a
uniquely German social phenomenon: the coexistence of two evenly matched
interest groups—industrial capitalists and Junker landlords—each of which
could influence the government through its own channels. Social conflict in
the newly-unified Germany thus assumed a bipolar nature.
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It should be pointed out that as time went on, national unity grew
stronger and identity-based domestic conflict abated somewhat. Class-based
social conflict, however, grew increasingly prominent. The increasing might
of the working class both expanded the nature of this conflict and made it
more complex.
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in managing foreign policy. Bismarck could not accept this. Tensions between
the two escalated until, in the end, Arnim was stripped of his position on
charges of “improper handling of public documents.” After the conclusion of
this incident, foreign policy decision-making was completely centralized in
Bismarck’s hands. Except for instances when the kaiser himself intervened,
foreign policy proceeded according to Bismarck’s ideas.
In military affairs, however, the chancellor’s power was much more
restricted. The German military system was essentially the Prussian system
writ large. It had formed under an absolute monarchy and was carefully main-
tained in order to avoid any interference by civil officials or elected repre-
sentatives. Germany adopted a system in which military administration and
military orders were separated, with the Prussian Army primarily respon-
sible for the management of the entire German Army (with the exceptions
of Bavaria, Saxony, and Württemberg). The chancellor was limited to a small
and symbolic role. Military appropriations, for instance, required his coun-
tersignature on the emperor’s approval. Military orders, however—including
military planning, the organization and training of the army, mobilization, and
deployment—were entirely within the kaiser’s purview. The Prussian General
Staff (which acted as the General Staff of the entire German Army) wielded
enormous power; it was responsible for devising war plans during peacetime
and implementing the kaiser’s orders during wartime. Additionally, a small
number of army and navy senior officers formed a military cabinet that made
daily reports to the kaiser and deliberated on military issues. This body was,
in fact, parallel to the Prussian military command and the General Staff as a
group of military officials directly responsible only to the kaiser. These three
military command organizations had no substantial linkages among them;
Germany’s armed forces lacked a single command center other than the
kaiser himself. Thus, the army (mainly the Prussian Army) had a special place
in German strategic decision-making which even the chancellor, the empire’s
political leader, could not influence. The German strategic decision-making
process was bifurcated between the political and the military systems, and it
was only at the very top—in the person of the kaiser himself—that these two
systems linked together.
In summary, the institutional preparations of the newly established
German Empire were inherently insufficient. Its decision-making system,
political structures, and social structures all contained significant flaws. Each
of the many interest groups and institutions sought to expand its own power
but, in an environment lacking established rules and regulations, this soon
degenerated into a war of all against all. This situation was not beneficial to the
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The Crises
The newly formed German Empire faced substantial external challenges. First,
Germany suffered from a distinctly unfavorable geographic position. Located
at the center of Europe, it had long and complex land boundaries. It also
bordered the ocean as well, and shared the classic characteristics of both land
and sea powers. Thus, it was easy for the nation’s power to be split between
these two different aspects. At the same time, Germany was surrounded by
other powerful countries on land: Russia lay to its east, Austria to its south,
and France to its west. Only on its northern flank, on the shores of the North
and Baltic Seas, did Germany not share a land boundary with a great power.
Yet, from this direction, it had to contend with Britain’s dominance of the
seas. Bismarck himself summarized this situation by noting that Germany
was hindered by its “central and exposed position...with its extended frontier
which has to be defended on every side, and the ease with which anti-German
coalitions are made.”14
Even more significantly, however, German unification fundamentally
changed the European power structure. Moreover, this had happened as a
result of German battlefield victories over two of the continent’s five great
powers. This necessarily attracted the strong reaction of the other countries—
and policies that both Britain and Russia adopted toward the new Germany
clearly represented the stresses and pressures brought by the country’s
newfound power. Before unification, both Britain and Russia would, to
varying degrees, aid Prussia in its disputes with France or Austria. They were
Prussia’s natural allies. After unification, by contrast, Germany leaped into the
position of the continent’s strongest land power, whereas France and Austria
were placed on the defensive. Both Britain and Russia adopted the same view
of these dramatic changes: Germany’s relative power could not be allowed
to continue to grow, nor could France’s position be allowed to further erode;
thus France would be given support to balance Germany.
Britain’s reaction was especially swift. Soon after the end of Germany’s
wars of unification, Britain began to demonstrate its interest in supporting
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France and containing Germany. Even while the Franco-Prussian War was
still ongoing, Britain sought to use humanitarian pressure to intervene in the
Prussian Army’s siege of Paris. During the gap between the armistice and the
signing of the Treaty of Frankfurt, influential British political figures busied
themselves with an attempt to prevent France’s cession of Alsace and Lorraine.
The leader of Britain’s Conservative Party (and later prime minister), Lord
Salisbury, had not approved of his country’s negative policy of “neutrality”
during the war and instead favored the adoption of an activist foreign policy,
asking “Is not the crisis worth some risk?”15 Benjamin Disraeli, another
Conservative Party leader, best encapsulated the British view in a February
9, 1871, statement in the House of Commons. He argued that the Franco-
Prussian War was:
Great Britain’s true fear, however, was the path that the newly unified Germany
would follow. Would this newly risen great strength use its growing power to
press its advantages even further, until it established hegemony? Many in the
British policymaking elite strongly suspected this in the years immediately
following 1871, and many believed that Germany would continue to expand.
Disraeli himself thought that “Bismarck is really another old Napoleon again,
and he must be bridled,” and that, as a consequence, “there might be an
alliance between Russia and ourself [sic] for this special purpose.”17 Britain’s
post-1871 ambassador to Germany, Lord Odo Russell, argued that Bismarck’s
purpose was “the supremacy of Germany in Europe, and of the German race
in the world” and that the annexation of Alsace-Lorraine was merely the first
step of a plan to rule all German-speaking European territories.18
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Russia reacted more slowly to the growth of German power. This was
in part due to the traditional ties between the dynasties that ruled the two
countries. It was also linked to a beneficial opportunity created by German
unification—Russia seized the moment of France’s defeat to abrogate the 1856
Treaty of Paris’s humiliating stipulation on the “neutralization” of the Black
Sea, which had restricted Russian naval power on that body of water. This
proved short-lived, however, and the deeper effects of German unification
would soon be reflected in Russian policy. Just as had been the case in Britain,
Russia moved away from its traditional anti-French alliance with Prussia to
become a supporter of France. In September 1872, Bismarck tirelessly worked
to arrange a meeting in Berlin between the monarchs of Germany, Austria,
and Russia in order to demonstrate the “unity of the monarchies,” yet the
Russian government struck a discordant note during the proceedings. The
Russian Foreign Minister, Alexander Gorchakov, signaled to the French
ambassador in Berlin that he supported French rearmament, averring that
his country desired a strong France.19 Bismarck himself had an accurate view
of the Russian position, arguing that it was hard to believe that “the Russian
cabinet clearly foresaw that, when [the Franco-German War] was over, Russia
would have as neighbor so strong and consolidated a Germany.” He antici-
pated that Russia would find a new bottom line once the situation became
clear: “That for the Russian policy there is a limit beyond which the impor-
tance of France in Europe must not be decreased is explicable. That limit was
reached, as I believe, at the Peace of Frankfurt.”20
France and Austria, which had both been defeated by Germany on the
battlefield, naturally became increasingly hostile. After the loss of Alsace-
Lorraine, French hatred for Germany became deep-rooted and a desire for
vengeance dominated French policy toward Germany until 1914. During the
forty-four years leading up to the outbreak of World War I, France reached
for every opportunity that presented itself to land a blow against Germany;
any nation that was unfriendly to Germany became France’s potential ally.
Austria’s problems with Germany, by comparison, could be accommodated.
Austria was relatively weak and was beset by internal crises. In 1867, after it
reconstituted itself as the Austro-Hungarian dual monarchy, it lost interest
in reclaiming leadership of the German people. After the conclusion of the
Franco-Prussian War, Austria increasingly felt that had no hope of vengeance,
leading to the dismissal of the revanchist minister-president, Count Friedrich
Ferdinand von Beust, and accepted German success.21 Yet, once Germany
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Acting in accordance with the old Prussian model could not mislead others
into thinking that Germany was merely Prussia, nor would it change the fact
of Germany’s rise as a great power. The outbreak of the 1875 "War in Sight"
Crisis revealed Germany’s seemingly improved diplomatic situation to be
nothing more than a mirage. The German version of “hide and bide” would
be seriously tested. This crisis originated in the collection of pressures brought
about by Germany’s rise. Its proximate causes, however, were fairly complex
and were inextricably linked to the domestic struggle between politics and
religion.
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affairs. Six years later, the Church issued a statement on papal infallibility that
claimed the pope represented God’s will. These acts further increased tension
between the Catholic Church and state governments.
Bismarck had initially hoped to remain on the sidelines of this inter-
national aspects of this conflict between religion and politics. As late as 1870,
he instructed the Prussian ambassador to the Vatican to adopt a restrained
and neutral response. Soon, however, this conflict reached Germany itself.
German liberals and Protestants strongly opposed the actions of the Catholic
Church, while German Catholics themselves were split on the issue of papal
infallibility. Catholics opposed to this policy experienced persecution at the
hands of the German Catholic establishment and sought the protection of the
government. Soon afterward, the Catholic political groups began to proac-
tively organize themselves and, in December 1870, formed their own political
party, the Catholic Centre Party. In the 1871 imperial Diet elections, the party
won 63 of the 382 open seats and earned nearly 20 percent of the ballots
cast. They emerged from the election as Germany’s second largest party and
the largest opposition party to Bismarck’s government. Catholic activism
also became entangled with the Polish question. The majority of Poles were
Catholic; many Catholic churches in Polish areas advocated for the use of
Polish, rather than government-mandated German. The German government
faced the threat of an alliance between Catholic religious interests and Polish
national interests, causing issues of national security to be implicated in this
struggle over religious rights.
Bismarck’s government soon took action to clarify the connection
between church and state and to solidify the unity of the new state. In
the summer of 1871, the government slowly moved to exclude Catholic
influence from public affairs. Within the nation’s borders, the government
initiated a movement opposed to clerical power that came to be known as
the Kulturkampf. State institutions generally have difficulty gaining the
upper hand in struggles against popular religious beliefs and, unsurprisingly,
the Kulturkampf quickly became very complex. Not only did the German
government’s strong-arm tactics fail to weaken Catholic forces, but they
also sparked a widespread sympathy for Catholics. Catholic political power
continued to grow in this period and, in the January 1874 imperial elections,
the Catholic Centre Party expanded its representation in the Diet from 63
to 91 seats. Furthermore, Catholic forces inside Germany received support
from both the Vatican and French Catholics. This highlighted the inter-
national aspects of this domestic political dispute, as well as the extent to
which it touched upon substantive diplomatic problems, such as sensitive
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“War in Sight”?
On March 4, 1875, Germany forbade the export of horses after Bismarck
received reports that German horse dealers had received an order from
French buyers for the immediate purchase of ten thousand horses.28 On
March 12, the French parliament passed a law expanding the size of each
army battalion from three to four companies and each regiment from three
to four battalions. According to the calculations of the Prussian General Staff,
this law would raise the wartime strength of the French military by 144,000
soldiers, which might be enough to change the balance of power between
France and Germany.29 Suddenly, it seemed that the two sides were taking the
first steps down the road to war.
Bismarck’s calculations were equally complex. First, he did not agree
with the German military’s (and particularly the Prussian General Staff ’s)
perception that France was preparing to launch a revanchist war.30 Instead,
he held the opposite view: France would not risk another war with Germany
without first securing an ally.31 Second, Bismarck seemed to really believe that
there was an international Catholic conspiracy, centered on France and the
Vatican, that opposed Germany. As the Kulterkampf slowly lost ground at
home, Germany needed a foreign policy victory to restore its prestige and to
prove that the new empire would not be split by the Kulturkampf. Third, he
could use this moment of increasing tensions in order to gain the support of
other great powers and to bring greater pressure on France and thus prevent
or delay its recovery of military might.32 He therefore set off alarm bells about
a war with France. On April 5, 1875, the German newspaper Kölnische Zeitung
ran an article headlined “New Alliances” that linked Franco-German tensions
to the Kulturkampf, stoked fears about the purpose of French rearmament,
and pointed to a “Catholic coalition directed against Protestant Germany”
comprising France, Austria-Hungary, Italy, and the Vatican.33 On April
9, the Berlin-based Die Post printed the famous article, “Is War in Sight?”
This piece forcefully stated that France was preparing for a revanchist war
and this had caused the tense atmosphere of imminent war to descend upon
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Fragile Rise
preventive war drafted; when published in the London Times on May 6, 1875,
this response created an impact throughout the continent.
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explain his intentions. Bismarck was only able to reply that Germany had
no plans for preventive war, whereupon Gorchakov telegraphed Russian
embassies around the world, claimed that peace in Europe was now assured.41
At this point, German leaders suddenly realized that their country had
been completely isolated within Europe: Britain and Russia had united to
pressure Germany, Austria-Hungary was sitting on the sidelines, and Italy
was attempting to play both sides by accepting the British proposal and
passing information to Germany in hopes of profiting itself.42 Of these, inter-
vention by the British proved to be the most active and effective. This left a
deep impression on Bismarck. He remarked, with no little sarcasm, that had
Britain devoted even one-tenth as much energy to preventing war in 1870,
then France would never have attacked Germany and the Franco-Prussian
War would never have begun. At the same time, he was forced to admit that
“we must draw the conclusion that England was prepared to raise Europe
against us and in France’s favor, if at any time we intended—which is now not
the case—to make military or diplomatic preparations against the renewal
of French attacks.”43 Germany had no choice but to retreat and explain to all
that it had no intention of gaining the initiative by striking the first blow. This
process extended over a long period of time, causing the German government
to fall into a state of reaction on the international and domestic fronts. As
late as February 1876, Bismarck spoke before the German Diet to offer an
explanation with the hope of disavowing his government’s responsibility of
the crisis.
Arguably, the “War in Sight” Crisis—which Bismarck had provoked—
ended in his complete defeat. Bismarck’s own mistaken judgments about
Germany’s new international status and strategic environment were the
primary causes for this defeat. In particular, he failed to fully appreciate the
feeling of insecurity that Germany’s rise would generate in the other great
powers. He continued to use the old tactics of the Prussian era, and as a result
ran afoul of an important principle: a rising power must go out of its way
to avoid becoming the flashpoint of conflict. This mistaken policy caused
Bismarck to lose control over events. Britain, Russia, and other great powers
were able to seize the opportunity to make their stance known to Germany,
while France obtained what was, in effect, a security guarantee. Lord Derby,
not without a level of sarcasm, commented that Bismarck’s attempt to test
European opinion had now been answered.44 This “answer” had a deeper
implication, too: that a “low posture” was a wholly insufficient response to
the stresses brought by Germany’s rise. At best, such a policy could only work
during moments of calm.
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The “War in Sight” Crisis left a deep impact on Bismarck himself. In May
1875, he offered his resignation (which was duly rejected by the kaiser) and
then removed himself from Berlin, resting at his country estate in Varzin until
November.45 During these months away, Bismarck placed himself in a form
of self-imposed exile. He took this period of extreme isolation as a chance to
reflect on Germany’s current situation and its future. No one will ever know
exactly what Bismarck’s thoughts were during this period, nor will we ever
know if this experience matches Arnold Toynbee’s notion of “withdrawal
and return.”46 Historical research is only able to reveal that, after the “War in
Sight” Crisis, a readjustment of German-style “hide and bide” policy began.
Bismarck started to think more about the new reality of Germany’s rise and
this thinking culminated in a far-reaching, comprehensive strategic plan.
The “War in Sight” Crisis revealed the pressures a rising Germany placed
on other great powers; the subsequent Near East Crisis, by contrast, high-
lighted ways in which Germany’s rise forced it to take on greater inter-
national responsibilities and the various risks associated with them. Even
during the period of Bismarck’s “low posture” foreign policy, Germany had
not been able to avoid this completely. Even more critically, the Near East
Crisis, which began in 1875, struck at the very heart of Germany’s foreign
policy—the League of Three Emperors.
As mentioned above, this League of Three Emperors was not an alliance
directed at any other power (in present-day terminology, it was not aimed
at a third party). Instead, it was an attempt to build an alliance that could
paper over the conflicts of interest between the three countries, particularly
the tensions between Russia and Austria over the Balkans. From Germany’s
perspective, this was of prime importance. As long as Germany was part of an
alliance system with both Austria and Russia, neither of those two countries
would have reason to seek an alliance with France or any other power. France,
as a result, would be isolated. This, in turn, would secure Germany’s status and
security within the European system.
This alliance, however, faced two serious challenges. The first was Great
Britain. Historically, Great Britain had never been comfortable with alliances
among the great powers of the continent. Bismarck’s league reminded many of
Metternich’s Holy Alliance, and naturally led to British fears of an alliance that
could dominate the continent. As a result, Britain would seize every oppor-
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'That!' replied the boss, 'that is just—well, let me see, a colt I want you to
break; a child I want you to nurse, Dick,' replied Nares.
'Nuss? I'll nuss him,' growled the old man. 'We don't want no loafers up at
Rosebud.'
Poor Snap coloured up to his eyes, but felt more comfortable as Nares
gave him a wink and a hand-up into the cart.
'Then git,' yelled his foreman, bringing his whip across his horses' flanks,
and for the next five minutes Snap and Nares, and the boxes, bags, &c., of
each of them, bounded about like parched peas in a pan.
As the old man gradually steadied his horses to a trot, he turned round
with a grin.
'That's pretty well sorted you, I reckon,' said he, 'and may be took the first
coat off your tender-foot's hide.'
Luckily for the tender-foot (our friend Snap), it is one of the laws of
nature that, given a lot of objects of various weights shaken up together, the
lightest invariably comes to the top. During the last five minutes he had
varied his seat frequently from the uncompromising corner of a trunk to the
yielding and comfortable person of the burly Nares, from whose waistcoat
(being of a pliant and springy character) the next bump would have removed
him to a seat upon the prairie. Luckily, that bump never came.
Mile after mile of prairie rolled by, yellow where the snow (very thin
hereabouts) left it uncovered, and apparently too sterile to feed a goat.
Further on it improved, and great tufts of golden bunch grass showed
through the thin sprinkling of snow, and here and there a sage-hen fluttered
up or a jack rabbit scuttled away.
About noon our friends crossed a river, on the further side of which were
the feeding-lands of Nares's ranche. Some miles again from the river was a
range of low rolling hills and broken lands, the shelter provided by Nature
for the beasts of the field against blizzards and snowstorms. Nares used to
boast his ranche had every advantage obtainable in America—plenty of
water, river-lands to cut hay upon for winter feed, hills and broken land for
shelter in storm-time, and a railway handy to take produce to market. There
are very few such ranches nowadays in America, as even its great prairies
are not boundless—a fact much overlooked by its go-ahead citizens.
'I reckon the cows sold pretty well, boss, this year,' suggested the old man
when he had unhitched the team and kindled a bit of a fire for lunch.
'Yes, they sold well, Wharton, and none of them got damaged on the way
down. There won't be much to do on the ranche now till spring,' added
Nares.
'Guess that's why you're bringing an extra hand along,' snapped the old
man. 'Why! Jeehoshaphat! what's the matter with you now?' he shouted.
Poor Snap had tried first one side of the fire, then the other, with an equal
want of success. On one side the smoke nearly choked and blinded him, on
the other worse things awaited him. A blanket, which just accommodated
'the boss' and Wharton, was stretched on the windward side of the fire. With
a weary sigh Snap threw himself down beside it. With a yell of pain he
bounded up again, holding first one foot, then the other, in the air, and all the
time applying his hands sorrowfully to the softest part of his person. The old
foreman had laid a trap for the tender-foot, and he had sat upon it, the 'it'
being a bed of what the natives call prickly pears, a peculiarly vicious kind
of cactus about the size of a small potato, which unobserved spreads all over
the ground, and sends its long thin spines through everything which presses
upon them. When, at last, the good-natured Nares understood his friend's
sorrows, and had managed to stop laughing, he gave Snap a place on the
blanket, and, turning him over on his face, proceeded tenderly to pluck him.
It is no fun to be converted at a moment's notice into a well-filled
pincushion.
At lunch Nares told old Wharton the story of the maniac-hunt recorded in
the last chapter. As he told the story of little Madge's danger and salvation
Wharton's eyes wandered from 'the boss' to the boy beside him. At last,
when the story was over, he sighed softly 'Jee-hosh-a-phat.' Then he rolled
his quid and expectorated. Then he got up and held out his great fist to Snap
with these words, 'Say! were them pears prickly? Well, never mind. I guess
you needn't sit on no more now. I'm a-gwine to be your "miss," Britisher;'
and it is only fair to add, the old man kept his word.
An hour or two afterwards Nares and Snap got out at Rosebud, and our
hero entered his new home, a big one-storied house built of rough logs
dovetailed into each other, the cracks filled up with moss and covered over
with clay. Indoors, the floor was covered with skins. On the walls were
antlers of deer and wapiti and mountain sheep, from which hung half a
dozen rifles, hunting-knives, &c. There was a bench or two about the place,
a big table, at one end a huge open stove, and along the walls were ranged a
dozen shelves or bunks not unlike those you see on board ship. A small
room opened off from the main apartment, and in this Nares himself slept
and kept his accounts. Outside were some few smaller buildings—a cook-
house, a forge, and so on. A huge piece of land enclosed with rough timber
fencing ran alongside the house. This was a corral for horses or weak cattle.
A smaller corral for horses likely to be wanted at a short notice also adjoined
the ranche.
'Now, Snap,' said Nares, 'this is Rosebud. Rosy enough for a worker, what
we call a "rustler" out here, but not a bed of roses for a loafer. There's your
bunk when you are up here, but I expect you'll be wanted out on the feeding-
grounds most of your time. Anyhow, for the first day or two you can help me
with the books, and try your hand at the cooking.'
So Snap tried his hand at bread-making and failed; flour and water won't
make bread of themselves, and, even when you have made your dough, if
you don't flour your hands the compound will stick to them. However, old
Wharton set the boy right and gave him the soup to look after.
'Put some salt in it,' said the old chap, 'you'll find it in a tin up there,'
pointing to a shelf over his head. 'You'd better just taste it to see as you get it
right. The boys don't like no fooling with their broth.'
So Snap got down the tin and put a couple of spoonfuls into the broth and
tasted it; two more, and tasted again; and still the compound did not seem
salt enough.
'I say, Wharton,' said Snap, after tasting the salt itself, 'this is very weak
salt of yours.'
'Guess it is,' replied the old man, 'table-salt the boss calls it; I call it jist
rubbish. But never mind, shove in the lot if it don't taste strong enough.' So
in it went, and Snap stirred vigorously, added some onions, and himself
looked forward to a share of his chef d'œuvre.
By-and-by the 'boys' trooped in, tall, bronzed fellows in great wideawake
hats, loose shirts, and huge spurs. Each brought his saddle with him and
chucked it into a corner as he entered. 'How do, boss?' they remarked; 'How
do, Wharton?' and then most of them added, staring at Snap, 'Why, who the
deuce are you anyway?' This question having been satisfactorily answered,
all sat down to food, and Snap thought he had never seen such a rapid and
wholesale consumption of meat and drink in his life.
'Where are the rest of the boys?' asked Nares of one of the three who had
come in.
'Gone after a band of cattle which we found after you left, boss. I guess
we'll have 'em in to-morrow. There are several want branding: one old scrub
bull in partickler.'
'Yes,' added another, 'and I'm thinking he'll go on wanting for some time
yet. You can't hold him with any ropes on this ranche.'
Gradually even the cowboys' appetites seemed satisfied, and one by one
they stretched themselves out on rugs by the fire, and puffed away silently at
their pipes. They were long thin men for the most part, and tightly belted at
the waist.
'Glad you liked it,' said Snap proudly; 'I made that. I don't think it was
bad for a first attempt.'
'Bless me,' cried old Dick Wharton, 'if I don't feel as if I was getting fuller
every minute.' This seemed to be the general feeling; even Snap shared it.
'Why, what in thunder's the matter?' cried Frank Atkins, leanest and
hardest of hard riders. 'This yere belt has gone round me with six holes to
spare these two years, and now it won't meet by an inch.'
It certainly was odd. They had sat down like Pharaoh's lean cattle, they
had risen like his fat cattle, and they had gone on 'rising' ever since, until
now they were all portly as aldermen. Suddenly a light dawned upon
Wharton.
'This 'un, eh?' inquired the old man, holding up a small round tin.
'Wal,' said the old man slowly, 'I've heerd of Houses of Parliament being
blowed up by dynamite, but I never heerd tell of a ranche being bust up by
Borwick's baking-powder afore!'
CHAPTER X
AFTER SCRUB CATTLE
That first night Snap was glad enough to get to bed. Not that he was
sleepy; on the contrary, tired out as he was, he was preternaturally
wideawake. Everything was so new to him, and, besides, that horrible
Borwick was still an unquiet spirit within him. The cowboys of the North-
West are probably the only possible rivals to the ostrich in the matter of
digestion still extant. Like the ostrich, they could safely dine on door-nails
and sup on soda-water bottles, so that they had already forgotten Borwick
and were snoring peacefully. Snap wished he could imitate them. The bed in
which he found himself combined all the advantages of a bed and a
thermometer. Founded upon pine boards, it consisted of five pairs of
blankets. In summer heat you slept on one blanket out of doors. In temperate
weather you slept under one indoors. As it grew colder the number of
blankets above you increased, until four above (with a buffalo-robe) and one
below indicated blizzards and frostbite on the prairie.
It seemed to Snap that just as he was going off to sleep someone struck a
match, lit a pipe, and then began lighting the fire. This was old Wharton, but
he let the boy lie (being a charitable old soul) until he roused him up with:
'Now, lazybones, you can wash in the crik outside if you've a mind to,
only breakfast is ready.'
Snap hopped out of his blankets and ran down to the crik, although no
one else seemed to care about it, and so biting was the cold that he felt it
would have been worth his last dollar to be allowed to take a hand at the
wood-chopping going on outside. The worst of it was that he couldn't chop
'worth a cent,' as big Frank Atkins informed him, and indeed, although he hit
the log all over and with every part of the axe, it seemed even to Snap that he
made very small progress. The sense of his own uselessness was getting
absolutely oppressive to the boy as it was borne in upon him more and more
that even cooking, chopping, and such like, want learning, and don't come
naturally to any of us.
'You may as well go along with the boys to meet Tony and the rest with
them scrub cattle. They're a bit short-handed, and I can't go myself; the boss
will be making things hum here up at the ranche for the next day or two.'
'Theer,' said Wharton, 'if I'm your nuss, Shaver, that theer's your cradle;
and you'd better get in right now.'
There was a grin on everyone's face, but Snap, though afraid of being
laughed at, was afraid of nothing else, and had ridden a little since he was a
very small boy, so he climbed unhesitatingly into the great cowboy saddle.
As he did so his amiable 'Cradle' laid back her ears, and tried to get hold of
his toe in her teeth. Being frustrated in this, she curled herself into a hoop,
and began to 'reverse' as the waltzers call it. Then she stood still and waited.
Atkins threw himself into the saddle and cracked his whip, Snap touched his
mare with the spurs, and then the Cradle began what Wharton called
'rocking,' i.e. bucking, in a way that only prairie-reared horses understand.
To his credit be it said, Snap sat tight for the first 'buck,' at the second he
went up into very high latitudes with his legs almost round his horse's neck,
at the third he 'came south,' reposing gracefully on the buckskin's quarters
like a costermonger on his 'moke,' while at the fourth he sat promptly down
upon the prairie, from whence he watched 'that cayouse' finish her
performance by herself. When Atkins and Wharton and the rest had finished
laughing, which took longer than finishing breakfast, they picked up the
crest-fallen Snap and put him upon a quieter beast.
'That's one of yourn too,' laughed Wharton; 'you'd better have the six
buckskins for your string, my lad, but I'd keep old White-foot just for
Sundays or any time as you feel lonesome and want amusement.'
Snap didn't reply, but thought to himself that if indeed the six horses in
the little corral were set aside for his use, it should not be long before he was
master of the good-looking, bad-tempered brute which had just grassed him
so ignominiously.
'No.'
'That's right, let's get,' and, so saying, Atkins led off at a canter, Snap's
new steed following at a gait easy as a rocking-chair.
The early morning is always the very best of the day, even in our
begrimed and foggy English cities; on the plains of the North-West the
morning air is as exhilarating as champagne. Every living thing feels and
acknowledges the influence of the young day. Horses toss their heads and
strain their strong muscles in a glorious 'breather' without encouragement
from the rider, while the rider feels his blood racing through his veins, his
heart beating, his brain quick and clear, and the whole man full of
unconscious thankfulness to God for the delight of merely living. All that
day Atkins and Snap rode towards and through the foot-hills, and at night
camped where someone had evidently camped not long ago. Being handy
and anxious to learn, Snap soon made friends with his companion, found the
poles on which the last wanderers had hung a blanket in lieu of a tent, found
some wood for firing, fetched the water for the billy, and learned how to
hobble the horses.
That night he felt, as he watched the stars through the tops of the big bull-
pines, he had really begun life out west, and might after all learn to hold his
own with the strong men round him. It was an improvement on the night
before, when everything seemed very hopeless and strange.
Early on the second morning, Atkins and Snap heard a distant roaring in
the hills. Snap's thoughts at once reverted to bears and suchlike beasts, and
foolishly he gave utterance to his thoughts. Atkins laughed heartily.
'No, no, them's the cows a-coming. Didn't you know as we were near
them last night?'
By-and-by the lowing of the beasts, which the winding glens and
resounding woods had so magnified and distorted to Snap's ears, came quite
close, and Atkins told him to come 'well off the track, in here among the
bull-pines, and light down, hold your horse, and for goodness' sake hold
your jaw, for if old Tony hears you speak he'll not stop swearing till he has
cussed all the breath out of his body.' So Snap 'lit down' and held his tongue,
and presently he started as he found a pair of big brown eyes fastened on
him from the bush by his side. Then there was a little frightened snort, the
first sound he had heard; a beast's tail was whisked in the air, and with a
plunge half a dozen, mostly yearlings, crashed past him parallel to the trail.
It took nearly half an hour for the whole band, nearly sixty all told, to
straggle past, feeding as they went, and it entered into Snap's mind to
wonder how anyone ever heard or saw a real wild beast if these half-tame
parti-coloured oxen could go so quietly through brush and timber.
Last of all came the drivers; three cowboys they would have been called,
though Snap thought the term 'boy' fitted them as badly as 'cow' fitted at
least one-half of the stock in front of them. Still, on a cattle range all bulls,
however old and fierce, are 'cows' to the end of their days, and all those who
deal with them 'boys,' no matter how grey their hair.
That night Snap had his first turn of what he considered 'active service,'
being told off to keep the cattle together for the first half of the night,
another man lending him a hand to prevent accidents. Although ordered so
peremptorily to keep his mouth shut on the trail, lest the sound of a strange
voice should scare the beasts, he was now told that he had better sing or
shout from time to time, letting the beasts hear his voice, the human voice
seeming to inspire them with a certain amount of confidence.
'Wake the boys and follow,' roared his companion, vanishing into the
darkness after the flying beasts, and like a dream herd and herdsmen were
gone, and Snap left alone. The 'boys' didn't need much waking. By the time
Snap was at the camp they were up, and in an incredibly short time their
horses were caught and saddled, and they were galloping after the panic-
stricken beasts.
'What stampeded them, rot them?' asked Atkins as he tightened his girths.
'I don't know; they were still as stones one moment and gone the next,'
answered Snap.
'Bar! I reckon,' growled another cowboy; 'there always are bar about this
forsaken camp.'
'You stay here till we come back, and if we aren't back by to-morrow
noon make tracks for Rosebud,' shouted Atkins as he galloped off, leaving
Snap alone in camp without an idea where Rosebud was or how he was ever
going to get there.
However, as there was nothing to be done, he had a look first to see if his
horse was all right, and then, being reassured upon that point, kicked the
embers of the camp fire into a blaze, put the frying-pan, with some cold
bacon in it, left over from supper, somewhere handy for breakfast, and lay
down in his rugs. In five minutes he had forgotten his loneliness, and was in
as sweet a sleep as innocence and hard work ever won for a weary mortal. It
was almost dawn when he woke with a start, hearing his buckskin snorting
and crashing about in the bushes close to him. As he jumped to his feet he
heard the frying-pan rattle, and as he glanced in that direction he saw a huge,
heavy beast slope off into the forest. I say 'slope' advisedly, although it is
slang. What a bear does, I suppose, is to gallop, but that word gives you an
idea of great speed, which would be wrong. If I had said 'canter,' the graceful
pace of a lady's hack is at once conjured up before your mind's eye, and
there is very little grace in Bruin's movements. He doesn't trot, and he only
'shuffles' when he is walking. If I had said 'roll,' which in some degree
describes his action, the word would not have necessarily implied the use of
feet at all, so I must stick, please, to 'slope,' as being the best word to express
the smooth, quiet way which a bear has of conveying himself with a certain
rapidity out of harm's way.
The light was very dim, as the time was that mysterious season between
midnight and dawn, and Snap knew very little about rifles, but, being
thoroughly English, without counting the cost he snatched up a Winchester
repeating rifle, and proceeded to 'pump lead' at the vanishing bear as long as
he could see him. Then all was still again, and remained so until two cheeky
little 'robber-birds,' in coats of grey and black, came hopping round the dead
embers with their heads on one side, complaining noisily that the upturned
frying-pan was quite empty. Snap, too, was sorry for this, and wished that he
had interrupted Bruin a little earlier in his midnight pilfering.
When the dawn had fully come, and the great red sun was climbing up
into the heavens, the boy went to look at the bear's tracks. Later on, when he
had learnt some of the secrets of wood-craft, those tracks would have been
plain enough to him—a story written in large print, which he could easily
read from his saddle. Now, groping about with his nose almost on the
ground, he could not make much of them, and hardly knew the bear's tracks
from his pony's. At last (and not very far from the camp fire) Snap came
upon a great splash of blood. Even he (inexperienced though he was)
understood this, and rightly concluded that the bear was hit. 'A deuced lucky
fluke,' he said to himself honestly enough, as he went back to the fireside,
his eyes brightening, as far away on the plain outside the clump of bull-pines
he saw two of the cowboys cantering towards him. They were soon
alongside and listened to his story, after which they went to look at the
tracks.
'Wal,' said one, 'you've got the right sort o' grit, lad, but it's tarnation
lucky for you that that bar as you shot at warn't the critter as stampeded them
cows last night.'
'Why? wal,' replied the cowboy, 'them tracks is the tracks of a black bar,
and they ain't of no account. The bar as stampeded them cattle last night was
a grizzly, and if you'd happened to take it into your head to do a little rifle-
shooting at him with that thing—wal! you wouldn't have been here this
morning.'
CHAPTER XI
'I reckon you mout as weel go along o' the boy and fetch in that "bar,"'
said old Tony to Atkins. 'I guess he won't travel far, by the froth in the
blood.'
'Right, pard,' replied Atkins; 'come along, Snap, and leave your horse
with the boys.'
Snap did as he was bid, and strode manfully after Atkins into the bush,
although, from the unusual amount of riding which he had done lately, he
was 'as stiff as starch' as he expressed it. Moreover, although he had simply
to follow Atkins, whilst Atkins had to find and follow the trail which Snap
had long since lost, he found it impossible to keep pace with the cowboy, or
in any way to imitate the long, silent stride of that worthy. Snap's pace was
neither swift nor silent, and I regret to say he very soon became furiously hot
and desperately angry. It did not seem to matter how much he tried to avoid
them, his shin was always coming in contact with dead logs over which the
luxuriant ferns had grown in summer. At every stride he trod upon a dry
twig, which cracked as loudly as a stock whip, and to finish his discomfiture
every hazel in the forest swung back and lashed him across his eyes or nose.
If he kept his temper through all this, he found himself up to his knees in a
bog hole, or a briar tweaked his cap off, or a creeper coiled round his ankle
and let him down with a terrific thump. At last Atkins turned round with a
compassionate grin:
'You ain't much used to "still-hunting," shaver; suppose you just wait here
awhile, and I'll go on and see if that "bar" of yourn has any travelling left in
him.'
Snap did not much relish the idea, but even he felt that if the bear was to
be approached unawares he, Snap Hales, ought not to be one of the stalking
party. So he sat down on a log and wondered how long it would be before he
too would be able to steal swift and silent through the forest, like the tall,
lean figure which had just left him. There is, no doubt, a good deal to annoy
a tender-foot at first in big-game shooting in America. For a grown man to
realise that he has not yet learned to walk is a rather bitter experience, and
yet not one man in a thousand can walk or 'creep' decently to game in timber,
even after a good many seasons' experience.
Though not nearly as cold on the Rosebud as it had been in that other
forest, in which Snap passed a night a week previously, our hero was
beginning to feel quite 'crisp' about the ears and nose before anything
occurred to break the monotony of his watch.
Listening intently, every sound in the forest came clearly to his ears. The
loud bell-like note of a raven far overhead interested him. He always had
thought at home that a raven had but one note, that hoarse funereal croak
which, together with his colour, has got the bird such a bad name. And yet
here was an unmistakable raven with quite a musical voice! Then a
chipmunk came out of a hole in a log, the very one on which Snap was
sitting, and regarded the intruder rigidly for a good five minutes, after which
the pretty, impertinent little beast poured out a volley of chipmunk
billingsgate at him, and with a whisk of his tail shot back into his house
again. Snap saw the little squirrel-like head peeping at him again and again
after that, curious, apparently, to see the effect of its oratory; but, being a
decent lad, Snap didn't even shy his cap at his pretty reviler. By-and-by Snap
heard a bough swing with a grating sound in the distance, and then, ever so
softly, he heard, 'plod, plod,' 'plod, plod.' He could only just hear it, but he
guessed in a moment whose slow, even tread that must be, and, brave lad as
he was, the blood mounted up into his face, and his heart beat until it
sounded as loud as the old dinner-gong at Fairbury. 'Ah!' he thought, 'Atkins
has put up the bear after all, and here he comes, wounded and desperate,
straight for me.'
So noiselessly that even the chipmunk did not notice him, Snap slipped
off the log and knelt down behind it, resting the barrel of his Winchester on
the log, determined to begin to shoot as soon as the feet of the foe, now
drawing rapidly nearer and nearer, should bring him into an opening
amongst the big trees. Crunch! crunch! came the steps, and Snap's finger
was on the trigger. Next moment a big black mass would push through the
bushes, the report of the rifle would ring out, and then through the smoke
what would Snap see: his first bear rolling on the ground, or a great and
hideous death, all teeth and claws, coming straight at him, rather faster than
the 'Flying Dutchman?'
As these thoughts coursed through his brain, and his heart ached with
suppressed excitement, a voice sang out, 'Halloh, don't you shoot! Bust my
gizzard, why, what in thunder do you take me for?' and the next minute
Atkins, hot and tired, plodded out into the open, and let a great black skin
slide heavily down on to the ground at his feet.
To those who have never had a chance of comparing the footfall of a bear
with that of a man, Snap's mistake may seem ridiculous; but even Atkins,
whose life had been in serious danger, readily forgave the boy, stipulating
only that for the future he should never 'draw a bead until he knew not only
what he was shooting at, but what part of it he was trying to hit.' Many a
grievous accident would be avoided in this way, and not one head of big
game lost per annum by it; for, even if the coat you see passing through the
thick timber be that of a beast of chase, it is almost a certainty that a snap-
shot at it will only end in a useless wound given to some unfortunate hind, or
a scratch with very bad results to the shooter if it happen to be given to a
bad-tempered old grizzly.
If, by ill-luck, the coat is that of a man, it is 'a mountain to a molehill' that
you shoot him dead on the spot. If any boy ever goes big-game shooting
after reading my book, let him take an old hunter's advice, 'Know what you
are shooting at before you shoot.'
'How many times did you shoot at this fellow, Snap?' asked Atkins.
'About three times at him, and twice where I thought he ought to be,'
replied the boy, turning over the skin of his first bear with a loving hand. The
skin was bright and in good order, and the fur deep and thick.
'Well,' laughed Atkins, 'I guess you hit him quite as often as was
necessary, though, according to what you say, you must have missed him
four times. I reckon you must have hit him when you were shooting at the
place where he ought to have been, for the bullet has gone in behind and
travelled all up him. Never mind,' he added, 'it will make a rare good robe
for you this winter!'
'You have had a good tramp, Atkins, let me carry the skin,' said Snap, and
Atkins, with a smile, consented.
'By George,' cried Snap, 'come up. Why, I say! Atkins, I'm bothered if I
can carry it,' and, indeed, as Atkins knew very well, the green skin with the
head on was more than anyone but a strong man could pack with comfort.
However, between them they got it through the timber to the 'crik,' as Tony
called a small stream by which he had tied up their horses.
'Yes.'
'Why, bless my stars, you don't suppose that Tony is such a tarnation fool
as to let them critters stop to smell this here skin, do you? Wait till you see
what our cayouses say to it,' Atkins added. 'Now then, steady, will you,
quietly,' he said, approaching his own pony. 'Here, Snap, get in front of him
and don't let him look round,' he added, and as Snap obeyed him he slipped
the rolled-up skin behind his saddle, lashed it firm into its place, and leapt
into the saddle as with a snort and a bound the pony shook itself free from
Snap's hold.
Then Snap saw some real riding for the first time. Perhaps that pony
never got quite six feet off the ground, and perhaps he had not lunched freely
on earthquakes, but, to see the way in which he performed, you would have
thought so. First, down came his nose between his knees, in spite of his
rider's strong hands and the cruel curb; out went his heels like twin cannon
balls; and away he went over the prairie, travelling apparently all the time on
his forelegs, when he was on the ground at all, which was not often. Really,
it did not seem possible that his limbs should remain united. No muscles,
you would think, could stand the strain of those furious bucks and kicks.
Every moment Snap expected to see the strange figure part in flying
fragments, the legs one way, the body another, and Atkins in a third
direction. But, though for the second time since his arrival upon the prairie
Snap himself got unseated, the cowboy sat tight until he was out of sight of
our hero, who, having luckily stuck to his bridle, managed to recover and
remount his horse, which had become almost as unmanageable as the one
which carried the bear-skin.
Once again in the saddle, Snap made the best of his way after his friend,
and some time before nightfall was agreeably surprised to see the ranche in
the distance. It must be confessed that he had had no idea that he was near
home until he saw the smoke from the ranche chimneys, having been
completely 'turned round' as Yankees say. Atkins had been home some time,
and the skin was pegged out to dry. Old Wharton laughed until his sides
ached at the boy's rueful plight and his very apparent stiffness. 'Ah,' he said,
'I guess the Cradle don't work very easy yet, but my word, boy, if you do
want a donkey to gallop or a cayouse to kick, just you put a carrot in front of
one or a bear-skin behind the other, and you won't have to wait long, you
bet.' In the big corral was a band of about thirty-seven cattle, quite enough
after their long drive, and, as Tony said, 'likely to give anyone a nice day's
work, branding them to-morrow.'
CHAPTER XII
BRANDING THE 'SCRUBBER'
A rancher's life is not an easy one. The hardest work comes in spring and
autumn, when the cattle are 'rounded up,' or gathered together from their
feeding-grounds all over the place, and parcelled out amongst the different
owners. As the great pastures have no fences to mark off one from another,
of course the cattle stray, and the Rosebud herd and the Snake River herd
mix with one another, and with individuals belonging to ranches even more
distant than these. At the great annual round-up a certain number of cowboys
from each ranche in the district meet, and proceed to drive the whole of the
neighbouring ranges, collecting a vast mass of cattle as they go.
Each cowboy has about a dozen ponies with him, and in the work of the
round-up even this large string is very often used up. For horse and man the
work is as severe as human muscle and horseflesh can stand. During the day
the men ride round by the banks of every crik, investigate every quiet glen
among the hills, sweep over the rolling plains, and little by little gather up
the waifs and strays into a huge herd. At night this herd has to be watched, as
well as the big band of horses accompanying it.
From time to time along the route the occurrence of one of the big home
ranches causes a delay. Here a great corral or enclosure of rough logs has
been erected, and smaller pens of a like nature. The whole party camp near
the ranche, and the cattle are herded beside it. In the morning comes the
chief work of the year. Every cow with a calf at her heel is the subject of
careful scrutiny. If she bears the Rosebud brand, the calf belongs to the
Rosebud ranche, and has to be caught there and then and branded. If not
branded whilst still a calf, the little beast will be lost to the owner, for, once
grown up, with no ever-present nurse to point out to whom she belongs, the
unmarked heifer belongs to anyone who can catch and brand her. There are
always a few scrub cattle on every range—beasts like some of those whose
capture has been described in the last two chapters—who had succeeded so
far in escaping the cowboy's hot iron.
The work of 'cutting out,' that is, separating, the beasts to be branded
from the rest of the herd, is to the cowboy what Rugby Union is to the
schoolboy. It is full of excitement, tries every muscle of the horse, every
quality, mental or physical, of the rider. This, on a small scale, was the work
awaiting Snap on the morrow of his bear-hunt. Amongst the beasts driven in
were a few which required to be branded, and, though their capture was
mere child's play to the old hands, used to following a dodging heifer
through a herd a thousand strong, it was intensely exciting to Snap. How the
ponies twisted and turned amongst the crowding beasts, never for one
moment losing touch of the animal which they wanted to cut out, was a
marvel to him for many a day. Polo on a quick pony is trying to a man's seat,
but cattle-driving on a pony which twists like a snipe and doubles like a
hare, without any warning to the rider, is even more so.
Having cut out, lassoed, and branded all that were unmarked save one,
Tony and Wharton held a consultation as to that one. The men had not much
to do; they had just had work enough in the crisp air to 'get their monkey up,'
and were ready for anything.
'Say, Dick,' said Tony, 'shall we brand that old bull? the old varmint has
had the laugh of us long, enough. Let's scar his rump for him this time,
anyway!'
The scrub bull alluded to by Tony was an old acquaintance of the men at
Rosebud ranche. More than once had he been thrown and tied, always to
break away and set the branders at defiance. Whilst the men were talking he
was gradually drawing away from the herd, a strong, heavy-built beast,
fierce and long-horned as a Texan bull, strong and sturdy as an English
shorthorn. A short, crisply curled coat of a dull brown made him look, but
for his more graceful build, more like a buffalo than a domestic beast.
'All right, boys, let's have another go at him,' assented Wharton; and
Wharton, Tony, Snap, and another rode quietly out to surround and drive in
the veteran. The ponies certainly entered into the spirit the thing. Anything
more meek and more innocent than 'the Cradle' as he wandered casually out
with Snap on his back, now and then stopping for a mouthful of grass, and
again turning his back completely on the bull, Snap thought he had never
seen. And yet somehow the ponies were all round the bull, and, unless he
had the pluck to run the gauntlet, he had only one way open to him, and that
led into the small corral. Little by little they drew in, pushing their victim so
slowly in front of them that he must still have believed that he was choosing
his own course, and only moving at all because he wished to. By quiet,
clever generalship old Wharton and his boys got the bull within a short run
of the corral. Then the bull began to hesitate. He evidently 'smelt a rat,' and
did not mean to go another yard. This was the critical moment. Swinging
their lariats round their heads, the four riders dashed at the bull with a yell
which would have turned a party of Zulus white with envy. Snap, not to be
outdone, yelled in chorus what was really a relic of the old hunting days at
Fairbury, and clashed forward with the rest. For a moment the grand old
beast lowered his great shaggy front, and looked as if he meant to stand the
charge. If he had done so, the band of horsemen must have split upon him as
waves upon a rock. But the yell and the swinging lassoes were too much for
his nerves. Turning slowly, he galloped into the corral, the horses dashed
after him, the huge bars of the fence were put back into their places, and the
scrub bull was fairly caged. So far, so good. But this same bull had often
been caged before, and was still unbranded.
In the corral was a post, firm-set in the ground, and stout as heart of oak.
Round this Tony coiled his lasso, leaving lots of loose line and the fatal
noose free. Meanwhile the bull kept his eye on Tony just as Tony kept his
eye on the bull. Snorting and pawing the ground, the beast backed against
the rails, and then, finding that there was no escape, lowered his head and
came with a perfect roar of rage at his self-composed enemy. Tony stood his
ground just long enough to throw his lasso, and then darted away. The long
loop flew straight enough to its mark, but by some ill-luck failed to fix upon
the bull, who, free and savage, fairly coursed poor Tony round the ring. But
the cowboy 'didn't reckon to be wiped out by one of them scrubbers, no-
how,' and, seizing his opportunity, scrambled over the rails of the corral like
a monkey up a lamp-post, remarking, when he reached the other side in
safety:
For a while the great beast stood trembling, and still dazed by his fall, but
the sight of Tony with the branding-iron roused him to fresh fury. The huge
quarters seemed to contract for a mighty effort, the shaggy neck bent down
with irresistible force, the thongs of green hide creaked and then snapped, as
snapped the withy bands which bound the wrists of Samson.
There were four men and a bull in the corral when those ropes broke;
there was one man and a bull still left in thirty seconds after that event. With
a furious charge the monster scattered his tormentors, who fled in every
direction, two over the rails and a third just in time to fling himself flat on
his face and roll out underneath the bottom bar, with those sharp horns,
'straight as levelled lances,' only just behind him.
When they had time to turn they saw a sight which, if it had not been so
full of peril for a dear old comrade, must have elicited peals of laughter.
'Bust me if you shall lick us,' said Tony, grinding his teeth as he heard the
straining thongs begin to give; and when the bull charged the brave old
fellow held on to his branding-iron and waited. Of course the flying forms of
Tony's companions drew the bull's attention, and his great horned front
plunged past the one foe who disdained flight without observing him. With a
shattering crash the bull dashed against the corral-fence just too late to
pound a man to pieces with his horns, and as he reeled back himself, half
stunned by the tremendous collision with those unyielding oaken bars, the
bull was aware of a fresh indignity. Tony had him by the tail!!
Yes, it's all very well to plunge and roar with rage, to swing the lithe,
active foe clean off his feet, and dash him against the oak rails of your
prison, O gallant Texan bull; but that foe, half Yankee as he is now, was bred
in gallant Yorkshire, and, once he has his grip, will let go when a bull-dog
does, that is, when he is dead; just then and no sooner.