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<p>An abstract made by Fatio for the benefit of another correspondent, possibly Conduitt.  The letter concerns Fatio's alleged role in uncovering a plot to kidnap the Prince of Orange.</p>
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<p xml:id="par1">Honoured Sir,<space dim="vertical" extent="2" unit="lines"/></p>
<p xml:id="par2">I send You the particular Account which You desired from me, of that most dangerous Plot of Count Fenil, against <lb xml:id="l1"/>either the Liberty or the Life of the Prince of Orange, afterward King of England; for whose Deliverance it pleased God <lb xml:id="l2"/>to make use of me, as an unworthy Instrument. You will find here a singular Example of the <choice><sic>Extraordnary</sic><corr>Extraordinary</corr></choice> Ways of God; <lb xml:id="l3"/>how He chuses sometimes to work great Deliverances, by the most unlikely means. For my part, I cannot look back upon <lb xml:id="l4"/>the whole Series of Circumstances that concurred, even from my Birth and before it, to bring about this great Event by my <lb xml:id="l5"/>Interposition, without admiring the secret and unperceivable Ways of the Almighty, in that Providence that governs all Things.</p>
<p xml:id="par3">When I was eighteen Years old, I went <add place="supralinear" indicator="yes">from Geneva</add> to Paris in the Spring 1682, furnished with an unlimited Letter of Credit, by <lb xml:id="l6"/>the excessive Goodness of my Father. And there I did stay, till the Month of October 1683. There I saw at least one <lb xml:id="l7"/>Military Commission signed by Monsieur de Louvois. I took a most particular notice of his Hand: And it made so lively <lb xml:id="l8"/>an Impression in my Mind, that it is yet fresh to this very Day.</p>
<p xml:id="par4">Being come back to Switzerland, I became particularly acquainted with Count Fenil, in the Years 1684 and 1685. <lb xml:id="l9"/>This Gentleman was a Piemontese; who being fallen under the Duke of Savoy's displeasure, was obliged to go to <lb xml:id="l10"/>France; and his Estate was given to his Eldest Son. The Count being a Man of merit, undaunted Courage and <choice><sic>extraord<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l11"/>nary</sic><corr>extraordinary</corr></choice> Strength, became Captain of a Troop of Horse.</p>
<p xml:id="par5">How long he served the French King in that Station, I cannot tell. But, as he told us, his Regiment being once <lb xml:id="l12"/>drawn up, the Person that commanded it had some Words with him; and drawing his Pistol, and presenting it to <lb xml:id="l13"/>the Count, said to him, <foreign xml:lang="fre"><hi rend="underline">Ie ne sçai à quoi il tient que je ne te tue</hi></foreign>; that is, I don't know why I shou'd not kill you. But <lb xml:id="l14"/>immediately he wou'd have put up the Pistol in its place again. The Count provoked at it, said to him, No, no; <lb xml:id="l15"/>since you have taken your Pistol, you shal use it: And at the same time he took and cocked his own Pistol. Then the <lb xml:id="l16"/>Commanding Officer shot at him, and missed him. And, as they must be very near one another, one wou'd think he <lb xml:id="l17"/>missed him designedly, to give his Enemy an Opportunity of making honourably an end of the Quarrel. But the <lb xml:id="l18"/>revengeful Italian Count, thinking his Honour concerned, shot him dead; and, as he was well mounted, he escaped <lb xml:id="l19"/>immediately, being perhaps favoured by the Regiment, or but faintly pursued.</p>
<p xml:id="par6">In his flight, he took his way into the Southern parts of Alsatia, and went to my Grandfathers <add place="supralinear" indicator="yes">by my Mothers side.</add> But the Country <lb xml:id="l20"/>being in the French Kings hands, my Grandfather was glad to rid himself of his Guest; and gave him an earnest <lb xml:id="l21"/>Letter of Recommendation to my Father and Mother, who lived for the most part at Duillier: Where, partly for <lb xml:id="l22"/>our own Education sake, partly by our Parents Hospitality, Strangers were kindly received, and sometimes enter<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l23"/>tained for whole Years, as was particularly this Count; who seemed then to be about fifty Years of Age, or more.</p>
<p xml:id="par7">The Count, who received no Supplys from his Eldest Son, bent his thoughts upon accommodating his matters in <lb xml:id="l24"/>France. But thô I was very much acquainted with him, yet was I not a little surprised, when walking alone toge<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l25"/>ther in our Gardens, in a long and private Alley, he acquainted me, That he had written to Monsieur de Louvois, <lb xml:id="l26"/>and proposed to him to seize the Prince of Orange, and deliver him into their hands: And that he had now received <lb xml:id="l27"/>a most encouraging answer. He then shewd me and partly read with me the Letter which he had received, written <lb xml:id="l28"/>with Monsieur de Louvois own hand; whose Name being subscribed, I presently knew it to be written like that <lb xml:id="l29"/>which I had seen at Paris. In short, thô the Count was exceedingly reserved and severe, and much more feared <lb xml:id="l30"/>than beloved in our Family; yet it pleased God so to dispose his Heart at that Time, that he opened to me the <lb xml:id="l31"/>whole Design; wherein he did not at all doubt of Success. Nor did he so much as require from me either an Oath, <lb xml:id="l32"/>or Promise, of keeping it secret. Yet I am fully perswaded that he opened himself to no body else in that Country; <lb xml:id="l33"/>where this matter remained unknown to all, and even to my nearest Relations. Monsieur de Louvois assured him <lb xml:id="l34"/>of the Kings Pardon, giving him the greatest Hopes and Promises, and directing him to come to Paris. At the <lb xml:id="l35"/>same time he sent him an Order for a Sum of Money. And the Count soon went from the Country, declaring to no <lb xml:id="l36"/>body else, as I verily believe, which way he wou'd go.</p>
<p xml:id="par8">The Plan of Count Frenil against the Prince of Orange was this. He knew that Scheveling was a Village <lb xml:id="l37"/>near the Sea, about three Miles distant from the Hague, whither all sorts of People, from the lowest to the <fw type="catch" place="bottomRight">highest</fw><pb xml:id="p002" n="2"/>highest degree, do use to go in fair Weather, to take the Air along the Sea-Shore: Where, such Persons as come in Coaches <lb xml:id="l38"/><add place="supralinear" indicator="yes">do</add> form commonly two Lines of them, going and coming back again to take the Air, after the manner practised about <lb xml:id="l39"/>the Ring in Hidepark: with this difference only, that the Coaches near Scheveling go in straight Lines: For they have <lb xml:id="l40"/>but a narrow Space to walk in, especially at High-Water times. And, as the Sea lies on the North-West Side; so, the <lb xml:id="l41"/>sandy Downs run parallel to it, and shut up that Space on the South-East Side. These Downs are high and steep; and <lb xml:id="l42"/>between the Sea-Shore and the main Land; which, in these Parts, is sandy and wilde; and was then almost altogether <lb xml:id="l43"/>without any House in it. These Downs are represented in some Maps of Holland or Flanders, as running up toward <lb xml:id="l44"/>the North-East, not only to Catwick-op-Zee, where was in old Time the Mouth of the Rhine, but for many more <lb xml:id="l45"/>Leagues; and running toward the South-West, as far as the Mouth of the Meuse. The Breadth of the Space between <lb xml:id="l46"/>the Sea and the Downs depends upon the Tides, and may be sometimes scarce ten or twenty Yards, and sometimes, <lb xml:id="l47"/>perhaps, about a hundred. The Ground is sandy, and very unfit for Horses to gallop in, but much more so for a Set of <lb xml:id="l48"/>six Horses, encumbred with a Coach and harnessed together: But, closer to the Downs, is a deep, loose and stony Gravel, <lb xml:id="l49"/>without mixture of Sand. There is at Scheveling no Harbour for Ships. The Fishers Boats lie there on the open <lb xml:id="l50"/>Coast. And many of the Inhabitants, if not most of them, are Roman Catholicks.</p>
<p xml:id="par9">The Prince of Orange wou'd often go, in the Evening, with a Chariot drawn by six Horses, to take the Air for one <lb xml:id="l51"/>Hour or two along the Sea-Shore. He had generally with him but one Person in the Chariot, and a Page or two to <lb xml:id="l52"/>attend him. And in order to be more private, and to avoid many troublesom Salutations, he went Northward a <lb xml:id="l53"/>great way beyond the Place where the other Coaches did walk; and even almost out of sight; no body presuming to fol<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l54"/>low him.</p>
<p xml:id="par10">By this Disposition of Things, the Count conceived that he cou'd easily, from a light Ship fitted for his purpose under <lb xml:id="l55"/>Dutch Colours, come forth in a Boat to the Shore, with some few chosen and armed Men, and intercept the Prince; which <lb xml:id="l56"/>might have been done from the same Ship with two Boats at once; So that in an instant the Prince wou'd have been <lb xml:id="l57"/>shut up between the Sea, the Downs, and two small Parties of desperate and inexorable Men, in a place altogether re<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l58"/>mote from any human Help; from whence he cou'd not escape, without a manifest Miracle of Providence.</p>
<p xml:id="par11">The Count had stipulated to have the chusing of the Men himself. He thought seven or eight or at most a few more <lb xml:id="l59"/>not exceeding eleven or twelve, wou'd be sufficient. I do not remember that he spoke to me of landing more than one <lb xml:id="l60"/>Party, and that, between the Prince and Scheveling: or else I might not understand him right. But undoubtedly ei<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l61"/>ther he himself, or Others in France, wou'd have perceived that it was a surer and quicker way by much, to land <lb xml:id="l62"/>two Partys, if not three, at once, with as many Boats from the same or different Vessels; there being in this no more <lb xml:id="l63"/>Difficulty, than in the landing of one.</p>
<p xml:id="par12">He did not design to take away the Prince's Life, unless he cou'd not avoid it: But to kill one or two of the Horses and <lb xml:id="l64"/>cut <del type="cancelled">down</del> the Harness; and so to take the Prince alive, and carry him with Oares, or otherwise, in all haste to Dunkerk; <lb xml:id="l65"/>which Place they cou'd reach with the Tide in a few Hours; especially if some Vessels were disposed fitly to supply the <lb xml:id="l66"/>Count now and then with a Fresh Set of Rowers.</p>
<p xml:id="par13">This was ripe for Execution, even in the Year 1686; King Iames being then King of England. But from him the Prince <lb xml:id="l67"/>had in effect much more to fear than to hope, whatever Resentment he might perhaps have thought fit to show, after the <lb xml:id="l68"/>thing was done.</p>
<p xml:id="par14">Thô I knew the Count's violent and revengeful Temper very well, he having often said that he cou'd not be satisfied, <lb xml:id="l69"/>till he had himself taken away his Eldest Son's Life; yet I seriously considered what I cou'd do to secure the Prince's Life <lb xml:id="l70"/>and Liberty. For thô probably the Count wou'd not have killed him; Yet he himself, or some of the Men ordered to go <lb xml:id="l71"/>with him, might perhaps have secret Orders, not to spare the Prince. I thought it unsafe for me to write; and that a <lb xml:id="l72"/>Letter from a Stranger unknown wou'd be disregarded, many people being apt to give Advises of that kind, without <lb xml:id="l73"/>sufficient ground. So I resolved to go to Holland, and afterward to England; for which Places the excessive Goodness <lb xml:id="l74"/>of my Father continued to furnish me with unlimited Letters of Credit which I made use of for the Space of four Years <lb xml:id="l75"/>more.</p>
<p xml:id="par15">I was become acquainted with Doctor Burnet at Geneva; and resolved to go to Holland with him, about the End of the <lb xml:id="l76"/>Spring 1686. I do not remember where I begun to acquaint him with the Count's Design; But I did it under a strict <lb xml:id="l77"/>Promise of his keeping it secret; and consequently desired the Doctor to acquaint the Prince with it; and to satisfy him <lb xml:id="l78"/>concerning my own Person and Family; Which had so much the more Weight, because I asked for no other Recompense, <lb xml:id="l79"/>but only that the Thing might be kept secret, lest I shou'd be exposed to the Resentment of the Count, or of the French Court.</p>
<p xml:id="par16">The Doctor was soon admitted to Audience, and afterward into the particular Favour of the Prince and Princess; ha<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l80"/>ving discovered to them, as soon as he possibly cou'd, what I had declared to him. And, by Her Royal Highnesse's Dire- <fw type="catch" place="bottomRight">ction</fw><pb xml:id="p003" n="3"/>ction, he acquainted Monsieur Fagel, and some others of the States, with the whole matter: who were convinced, as <lb xml:id="l81"/>the Doctor says, (page 689 of the History of his own Time, Vol. I. printed at London 1724) That the Thing was <lb xml:id="l82"/>practicable. I went with the Doctor, at an appointed Time, to the House of one of the States, where either two or <lb xml:id="l83"/>three of them being present with the Doctor, I declared to them the whole Story, as in the Presence of God, thô no Oath <lb xml:id="l84"/>was required from me. I expresly desired of them that all this shou'd be kept secret; trusting however chiefly to Pro<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l85"/>vidence: For I knew the Danger I exposed myself to. And indeed, as the Doctor sais, The States desired the Prince on this <lb xml:id="l86"/>Occasion, to suffer himself to be constantly attended on by a Guard, when he went abroad; with which he was not without <lb xml:id="l87"/>some difficulty brought to comply. Which sudden change, I think, cou'd not but lead the French Kings Embassador and <lb xml:id="l88"/>Emissaries, into the Knowledge or Inquiry of the Cause from whence it did proceed.</p>
<p xml:id="par17">I stay'd not long at the Hague, but took a Iourny thrô most of the United Provinces to see their Towns; and so went <lb xml:id="l89"/>to Amsterdam and to Leiden, in which Places I continued for several Months. After which I returned to the Hague; <lb xml:id="l90"/>where that Illustrious Mathematician Monsieur Hugens, with whom I was intimately acquainted, had taken care that <lb xml:id="l91"/>my Proficiency in the several Parts of the Mathematicks shou'd be known.</p>
<p xml:id="par18">The Prince being desirous to shew me his Gratitude, in a manner best fitted to my own Inclination; the Resolution <lb xml:id="l92"/>was taken by the States, to create in my favour a Place of Professor of Mathematics, for the Nobility and Gentry of <lb xml:id="l93"/>Holland. They were to give me a House at the Hague, with a Salary at first, I think, of twelve hundred Florins. I was <lb xml:id="l94"/>to instruct, in French, in that House, my Scholars, in what related to Fortification, Astronomy, Navigation, Archi<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l95"/>tecture, and other Parts of the Mathematics, at my own choice. I might give private Lessons also, to such as desired it; <lb xml:id="l96"/>as is usual among Professors in that Country. The Prince said He wou'd add to that Salary a Pension of his own; and <lb xml:id="l97"/>declared that he wou'd take care of my Advancement and Fortune. Monsieur Halluin, one of the States, was appointed <lb xml:id="l98"/>to settle every Thing privately with myself, to my own Satisfaction, without my appearing at all, or any Sollicitation <lb xml:id="l99"/>or further Trouble on my part. And I begun to see him for that purpose.</p>
<p xml:id="par19">One day when I was with that Gentleman, he acquainted me that the States being to take under consideration their <lb xml:id="l100"/>Military Affairs for that Year, their Time wou'd be so taken up, that they cou'd not go on <del type="cancelled">for</del> with Private Affairs, for about <lb xml:id="l101"/><del type="cancelled">about</del> six Weeks. I asked him Whether I might take that Time to go to England. He said I might. And accordingly I made <lb xml:id="l102"/>haste to go to London, in the Spring 1687.</p>
<p xml:id="par20">But being mightily pleased with this Nation, and with the English Language, and having been ill at Oxford, I did not <lb xml:id="l103"/>care to return to the Hague; where, by the Imprudence of Others, I might have become too much exposed to the Resent<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l104"/>ment of two Kings and of the Count at once: But stayd in England, till the Prince of Orange was in full Possession of these Kingdoms.</p>
<p xml:id="par21">As to the Count, I was informed in Switzerland, where I was in the Years 1699, 1700 and 1701; That he had indeed reconci<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l105"/>led himself with the French Court: and that they had given him a Place at Pignerot, a fortified City not far from Turin. <lb xml:id="l106"/>But that having been accused of conspiring to betray the Place into the hands of the Duke of Savoy, he was condemned <lb xml:id="l107"/>to have his Head cut off.<space dim="vertical" extent="1" unit="lines"/></p>
<p xml:id="par22">I forbear to give here a larger Abstract of my Letter to D<hi rend="superscript">r</hi> Worth. The Beginning of it contains several Domestick Memoirs <lb xml:id="l108"/>of my own Family; whereby it appears what a Chain of Providential Circumstances did for many Years concur to make <lb xml:id="l109"/>way for me to become acquainted with Count Fenil's Conspiracy. And the latter Part of that Letter contains an Account of the <lb xml:id="l110"/>Use I made of all the Interest I cou'd have in England, either with the King himself, and the Dutch Embassador Dyckvelt; or with <lb xml:id="l111"/>the Infortunate Iohn Hampden Esq<hi rend="superscript">r</hi>, and by his means with the Earls of Devonshire and Monmouth; and of the Effects of my <lb xml:id="l112"/>Zeal for the Kings Service; which have been too great to appear credible, unless I shou'd transcribe here all the particulars. <lb xml:id="l113"/>That not only I sought no Advantage to myself; but did often refuse what did offer. I was young yet; and wanted nothing but a <lb xml:id="l114"/>greater degree of human Prudence, and less Indulgence from my Father; foreseeing little what future Contingencies, and at last <lb xml:id="l115"/>the Charitable Corporation wou'd bring about. Whereby instead of being now worth five hundred Pounds a Year, as I reckon <lb xml:id="l116"/>I cou'd easily have been, I am <del type="cancelled">not</del> <add place="supralinear" indicator="no">scarce</add> worth fifty.</p>
<p xml:id="par23">I am perswaded that I did not declare to Doctor Burnet the Conspiracy of Count Fenil, till we were in Holland; Not only <lb xml:id="l117"/>because of my fixt Resolution to keep it as secret as ever I cou'd; which continued for near Forty Years, viz till the Publication <lb xml:id="l118"/>of Bishop Burnet's History of his own Time in 1724, where he gives an Account of it: But also because in Switzerland he <lb xml:id="l119"/>did not enquire into the Character of Count Fenil, which he cou'd have from none but our own Family. The Reader may rest <lb xml:id="l120"/>satisfied that the Character I give of that Count will be confirmed by the surviving Relations of mine, that have been acquaint<lb type="hyphenated" xml:id="l121"/>ed with him. And the Doctor having never had any Writings form me concerning this matter, his Memory, where we differ, <lb xml:id="l122"/>may justly be mistrusted, rather than mine.</p>
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