Which could hardly have been expected.
"For before the first edition of that Treaty, and while Robinson at Vienna was still laboring like Hercules in it,--the poor Duke of Parma died.

Died; and no vestige of a 'Spanish Garrison' yet there, to induct Baby Carlos according to old bargain.

On the contrary, the Kaiser himself took possession,--'till once the Duke's Widow, who declares herself in the family-way, be brought to bed! If of a Son, of course he must have the Duchies; if of a Daughter only, then Carlos SHALL get them, let not Robinson fear.' The due months ran, but neither son nor daughter came; and the Treaty of Vienna, first edition and also second, was signed; and, "OCTOBER 20th, 1731, Spanish Garrisons, no longer an but a bodily fact, 6,000 strong, 'convoyed by the British Fleet,' came into Leghorn, and proceeded to lodge themselves in the long-litigated Parma and Piacenza;--and, in fine, the day after Christmas, blessed be Heaven.
"DECEMBER 26th, Baby Carlos in highest person came in: Baby Carlos (more power to him!) got the Duchies, and we hope there was an end.

No young gentleman ever had such a pother to make among his fellow-creatures about a little heritable property.

If Baby Carlos's performance in it be anything in proportion, he will be a supereminent sovereign!-- "There is still some haggle about Tuscany, the Duke of which is old and heirless; Last of the Medici, as he proved.