As a family historian and writer, I am always keen to
discover stories about my ancestors. So when I stumbled upon the story of one
of my ancestors fighting a duel, I just had to find out more! It was not the
easiest task, as the original story was in German, but with the help of Google
translate and a friend, I got the gist of it. The story comes from this book,
written by my cousin:
In the early summer of 1600, Christoph I von Fircks (who I
believe is my 9x great grandfather) was travelling to Haguenau in Alsace with a
Count von Tübingen and a Matthäus Enzlin on behalf of Duke Friedrich von Württemberg.
Note: it is not 100% definite that it was Christoph I, but most likely.
On their return journey the Count, who was drunk, apparently
insulted the other two who were sleeping at the time. It looks like when Fircks
woke up, the Count repeated his insults and Fircks suggested that he defend himself
– in other words challenged him to a duel!
The two men jumped out of the carriage and the Count struck
Fircks’ hat with his fist. Both of them drew their rapiers.
Enzlin tried to settle the dispute by taking the rapier
from the Count and throwing it away. He then attempted to do the same with Fircks’
rapier, but to no avail. As Fircks refused to give up his rapier, the Count
picked his up again but, for a second time, was persuaded to give it to Enzlin.
The Count then slapped Fircks across the face. Fircks replied by punching the
Count and then stabbed him on the left side of the chest.
The Count fainted but, on regaining consciousness, ran to the
town hall. In the meantime, Enzlin shouted at Fircks to get away, which he did
by unharnessing on of the horses. He headed for Haguenau and then on to
Now here is where my translation falls down a bit. It looks
like Fircks reported to the Duke (perhaps von Württemberg?) and threw himself
on the Duke’s mercy, claiming self-defence. At first it seems the Count was
recovering, but in the meantime, Enzlin had also given a report to the Duke,
which put Fircks in a bad light. Apparently Enzlin was attempting to curry
favour with the Count’s relatives. Two days later the Count died. The Duke
ordered Fircks’ arrest and the confiscation of his belongings.
Except Fircks had already left and, despite the Count’s
relatives making and effort and sparing no expense, no one could find him.
It was rumoured that Fircks was in Kurland, but it looks
like the had gone to Poland to his brother-in-law. Despite requesting Duke
Wilhelm von Kurland to arrest Fircks, the Duke resisted the request, stating
Fircks was an established nobleman of the area, as well as a relative and
friend of von Kurland’s councillors and courtiers. In the end the Count’s relatives
gave up pursuing Fircks.
It is not easy to empathise with my 9x great grandfather through
a contemporary lens. And I am not sure I like the fact that he ran away. But I
do know my father would have enjoyed this story and, if he read it, probably
had a bit of a chuckle.