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<h2> PREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITION </h2>
<p>IT will naturally excite surprise that a preface by a female hand should
accompany a work on such a subject as the present. For my friends no
explanation of the circumstance is required; but I hope by a simple
relation of the cause to clear myself of the appearance of presumption in
the eyes also of those to whom I am not known.</p>
<p>The work to which these lines serve as a preface occupied almost entirely
the last twelve years of the life of my inexpressibly beloved husband, who
has unfortunately been torn too soon from myself and his country. To
complete it was his most earnest desire; but it was not his intention that
it should be published during his life; and if I tried to persuade him to
alter that intention, he often answered, half in jest, but also, perhaps,
half in a foreboding of early death: "Thou shalt publish it." These words
(which in those happy days often drew tears from me, little as I was
inclined to attach a serious meaning to them) make it now, in the opinion
of my friends, a duty incumbent on me to introduce the posthumous works of
my beloved husband, with a few prefatory lines from myself; and although
here may be a difference of opinion on this point, still I am sure there
will be no mistake as to the feeling which has prompted me to overcome the
timidity which makes any such appearance, even in a subordinate part, so
difficult for a woman.</p>
<p>It will be understood, as a matter of course, that I cannot have the most
remote intention of considering myself as the real editress of a work
which is far above the scope of my capacity: I only stand at its side as
an affectionate companion on its entrance into the world. This position I
may well claim, as a similar one was allowed me during its formation and
progress. Those who are acquainted with our happy married life, and know
how we shared everything with each other—not only joy and sorrow,
but also every occupation, every interest of daily life—will
understand that my beloved husband could not be occupied on a work of this
kind without its being known to me. Therefore, no one can like me bear
testimony to the zeal, to the love with which he laboured on it, to the
hopes which he bound up with it, as well as the manner and time of its
elaboration. His richly gifted mind had from his early youth longed for
light and truth, and, varied as were his talents, still he had chiefly
directed his reflections to the science of war, to which the duties of his
profession called him, and which are of such importance for the benefit of
States. Scharnhorst was the first to lead him into the right road, and his
subsequent appointment in 1810 as Instructor at the General War School, as
well as the honour conferred on him at the same time of giving military
instruction to H.R.H. the Crown Prince, tended further to give his
investigations and studies that direction, and to lead him to put down in
writing whatever conclusions he arrived at. A paper with which he finished
the instruction of H.R.H. the Crown Prince contains the germ of his
subsequent works. But it was in the year 1816, at Coblentz, that he first
devoted himself again to scientific labours, and to collecting the fruits
which his rich experience in those four eventful years had brought to
maturity. He wrote down his views, in the first place, in short essays,
only loosely connected with each other. The following, without date, which
has been found amongst his papers, seems to belong to those early days.</p>
<p>"In the principles here committed to paper, in my opinion, the chief
things which compose Strategy, as it is called, are touched upon. I looked
upon them only as materials, and had just got to such a length towards the
moulding them into a whole.</p>
<p>"These materials have been amassed without any regularly preconceived
plan. My view was at first, without regard to system and strict
connection, to put down the results of my reflections upon the most
important points in quite brief, precise, compact propositions. The manner
in which Montesquieu has treated his subject floated before me in idea. I
thought that concise, sententious chapters, which I proposed at first to
call grains, would attract the attention of the intelligent just as much
by that which was to be developed from them, as by that which they
contained in themselves. I had, therefore, before me in idea, intelligent
readers already acquainted with the subject. But my nature, which always
impels me to development and systematising, at last worked its way out
also in this instance. For some time I was able to confine myself to
extracting only the most important results from the essays, which, to
attain clearness and conviction in my own mind, I wrote upon different
subjects, to concentrating in that manner their spirit in a small compass;
but afterwards my peculiarity gained ascendency completely—I have
developed what I could, and thus naturally have supposed a reader not yet
acquainted with the subject.</p>
<p>"The more I advanced with the work, and the more I yielded to the spirit
of investigation, so much the more I was also led to system; and thus,
then, chapter after chapter has been inserted.</p>
<p>"My ultimate view has now been to go through the whole once more, to
establish by further explanation much of the earlier treatises, and
perhaps to condense into results many analyses on the later ones, and thus
to make a moderate whole out of it, forming a small octavo volume. But it
was my wish also in this to avoid everything common, everything that is
plain of itself, that has been said a hundred times, and is generally
accepted; for my ambition was to write a book that would not be forgotten
in two or three years, and which any one interested in the subject would
at all events take up more than once."</p>
<p>In Coblentz, where he was much occupied with duty, he could only give
occasional hours to his private studies. It was not until 1818, after his
appointment as Director of the General Academy of War at Berlin, that he
had the leisure to expand his work, and enrich it from the history of
modern wars. This leisure also reconciled him to his new avocation, which,
in other respects, was not satisfactory to him, as, according to the
existing organisation of the Academy, the scientific part of the course is
not under the Director, but conducted by a Board of Studies. Free as he
was from all petty vanity, from every feeling of restless, egotistical
ambition, still he felt a desire to be really useful, and not to leave
inactive the abilities with which God had endowed him. In active life he
was not in a position in which this longing could be satisfied, and he had
little hope of attaining to any such position: his whole energies were
therefore directed upon the domain of science, and the benefit which he
hoped to lay the foundation of by his work was the object of his life.
That, notwithstanding this, the resolution not to let the work appear
until after his death became more confirmed is the best proof that no
vain, paltry longing for praise and distinction, no particle of
egotistical views, was mixed up with this noble aspiration for great and
lasting usefulness.</p>
<p>Thus he worked diligently on, until, in the spring of 1830, he was
appointed to the artillery, and his energies were called into activity in
such a different sphere, and to such a high degree, that he was obliged,
for the moment at least, to give up all literary work. He then put his
papers in order, sealed up the separate packets, labelled them, and took
sorrowful leave of this employment which he loved so much. He was sent to
Breslau in August of the same year, as Chief of the Second Artillery
District, but in December recalled to Berlin, and appointed Chief of the
Staff to Field-Marshal Count Gneisenau (for the term of his command). In
March 1831, he accompanied his revered Commander to Posen. When he
returned from there to Breslau in November after the melancholy event
which had taken place, he hoped to resume his work and perhaps complete it
in the course of the winter. The Almighty has willed it should be
otherwise. On the 7th November he returned to Breslau; on the 16th he was
no more; and the packets sealed by himself were not opened until after his
death.</p>
<p>The papers thus left are those now made public in the following volumes,
exactly in the condition in which they were found, without a word being
added or erased. Still, however, there was much to do before publication,
in the way of putting them in order and consulting about them; and I am
deeply indebted to several sincere friends for the assistance they have
afforded me, particularly Major O'Etzel, who kindly undertook the
correction of the Press, as well as the preparation of the maps to
accompany the historical parts of the work. I must also mention my
much-loved brother, who was my support in the hour of my misfortune, and
who has also done much for me in respect of these papers; amongst other
things, by carefully examining and putting them in order, he found the
commencement of the revision which my dear husband wrote in the year 1827,
and mentions in the Notice hereafter annexed as a work he had in view.
This revision has been inserted in the place intended for it in the first
book (for it does not go any further).</p>
<p>There are still many other friends to whom I might offer my thanks for
their advice, for the sympathy and friendship which they have shown me;
but if I do not name them all, they will, I am sure, not have any doubts
of my sincere gratitude. It is all the greater, from my firm conviction
that all they have done was not only on my own account, but for the friend
whom God has thus called away from them so soon.</p>
<p>If I have been highly blessed as the wife of such a man during one and
twenty years, so am I still, notwithstanding my irreparable loss, by the
treasure of my recollections and of my hopes, by the rich legacy of
sympathy and friendship which I owe the beloved departed, by the elevating
feeling which I experience at seeing his rare worth so generally and
honourably acknowledged.</p>
<p>The trust confided to me by a Royal Couple is a fresh benefit for which I
have to thank the Almighty, as it opens to me an honourable occupation, to
which Idevote myself. May this occupation be blessed, and may the dear
little Prince who is now entrusted to my care, some day read this book,
and be animated by it to deeds like those of his glorious ancestors.</p>
<p>Written at the Marble Palace, Potsdam, 30th June, 1832.</p>
<p>MARIE VON CLAUSEWITZ, Born Countess Bruhl, Oberhofmeisterinn to H.R.H. the
Princess William.</p>
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