ONE
“Our Blessed Father”: Origins
Yes, my dear fellow, it all amounts to this:
in order to do something you must be something. We think Dante
great, but he had a civilisation of centuries behind him; the House
of Rothschild is rich but it has required more than one generation
to attain such wealth. Such things all lie deeper than one
thinks.
—GOETHE, OCTOBER 1828
A traveller arriving in eighteenth-century
Frankfurt, as he passed across the main Sachsenhäuser Bridge
leading to the Fahrtor Gate, could hardly miss the Judensau
—the Jews’ Sow (see illustration 1.i). An obscene graffito on the
wall, it depicted a group of Jews abasing themselves before—or
rather beneath and behind—a fierce sow. While one of them suckled
at her teats, another (in rabbinical garb) held up her tail for the
third (also a rabbi) to drink her excrement. The “Jews’ devil”
watched approvingly. If the traveller looked up, he could also see
a second and still more repellent image: that of a dead baby, its
outstretched body punctured by countless small knife wounds and
beneath it nine daggers. “On Maundy Thursday in the year 1475,”
read a caption, “the little child Simeon, aged 2, was killed by the
Jews”—an allusion to the case of Simon of Trent, who had allegedly
been a victim of “ritual murder,” the fictional practice whereby
Jews murdered Gentile children in order to put their blood in
unleavened bread.
Such a graphic expression of anti-Jewish sentiment
was by no means unique: the image of Jews worshipping a pig can be
found in numerous woodcut and printed versions dating as far back
as the fourteenth century, while the myth of ritual murder gained
currency in Germany in the fifteenth. What made the Frankfurt
pictures remarkable—at least in the eyes of the city’s most
celebrated son, Johann Wolfgang Goethe—was that they were “not the
product of private hostility, but erected as a public monument.”
The Judensau and the murdered child were officially
sanctioned symbols of a long-standing tradition of hostility to an
enemy within the free imperial town.1
The first records of a Jewish community in
Frankfurt date back to the middle of the twelfth century, when it
numbered between one and two hundred. Its history was one of
periodic persecution by the Gentile populace. In 1241, more than
three quarters of the Frankfurt Jews were massacred in the
so-called “Battle of the Jews” (Judenschlacht). The
community re-established itself over the subsequent decades, but
just over a century later, in 1349, there was a second pogrom. In
both cases, popular millenarianism played a part: in the first
“battle,” fears that the Jews were in league with the Mongol horde;
in the second, fears instigated by members of a fla gellant order
that the Jews would attract the plague to the town.

1.i: Anonymous early-eighteenth-century print
of Simon of Trent and the Judensau.
There were, however, worldly reasons why both the
Holy Roman Emperor—who declared the Jews “servi nostri et servi
camerae nostri” in 1236—and the municipal authorities were inclined
to encourage Jewish settlement. The Jews were a source of tax
revenue and credit (given their exemption from the laws prohibiting
usury) who could be offered “protection” and restricted privileges
in return for hard cash. But protection and restriction went hand
in hand. In 1458, at the order of the Emperor Frederick III, the
Jews were confined to a ghetto (from the Italian borghetto
or suburb): a single, narrow street on the north-eastern edge of
the town at both ends of which gates were erected. To the 110 Jews
living in the town, this capitivity in what became known as the
Judengasse (Jews’ Lane) suggested a “New Egypt.” On the other hand,
the persistent risk of popular violence could give the ghetto the
character of a sanctuary. Allegations of ritual murder in 1504 and
an attempt to declare the Jews heretics five years later provided a
reminder of the vulnerability of the community’s position, as did
the conversion of the majority of the town’s population to
Lutheranism in 1537, given the avowed hostility of Luther towards
the Jews. The Judengasse provided sanctuary of sorts in a perilous
world; and between 1542 and 1610 its population grew from around
400 to 1,380 (an increase which was paralleled by Huguenot
migration to Frankfurt from the Netherlands). The economic and
social tensions which coincided with—or were caused by—these
influxes culminated in yet another outbreak of popular violence
against the Jewish community: the “Fettmilch riots,” named after
their shopkeeper leader Vincenz Fettmilch. However, wholesale
looting of the Judengasse was this time not accompanied by mass
murder (the Jews were expelled from the town) and, after a brief
period of popular rule, imperial troops quashed the insurrection.
Fettmilch and the other leaders of the revolt were hanged and the
Jews marched back into the ghetto, their status as protégés of the
Emperor reaffirmed.
In practice, as before, “protection” meant
extraordinarily tight regulation, the details of which were set out
by the Council in the Stättigkeit, a statute which was read out
each year in the main synagogue. Under its terms, which remained in
force until the very end of the eighteenth century, the Jewish
population was restricted to just 500 families; the number of
weddings was rationed to just twelve a year and the age of marriage
fixed at twenty-five. No more than two Jews from outside were
allowed to settle in the ghetto each year. Jews were prohibited
from farming, or from dealing in weapons, spices, wine and grain.
They were forbidden to live outside the Judengasse and, until 1726,
were obliged to wear distinctive insignia (two concentric yellow
rings for men and a striped veil for women) at all times. They were
confined to the ghetto every night, on Sundays and during Christian
festivals; at other times, they were forbidden to walk in the town
more than two abreast. They were barred from entering parks, inns,
coffee houses and the promenades around the town’s picturesque
walls; they were not even allowed near the town’s ancient
cathedral; and had to enter the town hall by a back door. They were
permitted to visit the town market, but only during set hours, and
were forbidden to touch vegetables and fruit there. If he appeared
in court, a Jew had to swear a special oath which reminded all
present of “the penalties and maledictions which God imposed on the
cursed Jews.” If he heard the words “Jud, mach mores!” (“Jew, do
your duty!”) in the street, he was obliged—even if they were
uttered by a mere boy—to doff his hat and step to one side. And if
he had occasion to go outside Frankfurt—for which a special pass
was required—he paid double the amount of toll paid by a Gentile
when entering the town. In return for this supposed “protection,”
every Jew also paid a poll (or “body”) tax.
All this meant that the Frankfurt Jews spent most
of their lives within the high walls and gates of the Judengasse.
Today virtually nothing remains of this prison-cum-street. All but
a couple of houses were demolished by the Frankfurt authorities in
the course of the nineteenth century, and what little remained was
flattened by American bombers in May 1944. However, the foundations
of a part of the old street have recently been excavated, and these
give at least a rough idea of the inordinately cramped conditions
of life in the ghetto. Curving from the Börnheimer Gate in the
north towards the Jewish cemetery in the south, it was just a
quarter of a mile long and no more than twelve feet wide—in places
less than ten. Having originally been designated a ghetto at a time
when the Jewish population was little more than a hundred, the lane
was horribly overcrowded: by 1711 there were no fewer than 3,024
people living there. Accommodating them all in such a small area
required a high degree of architectural ingenuity: houses were just
eight feet wide and had up to four storeys, and behind each row an
additional row was constructed. Fire was an inevitable
hazard—indeed, all or part of the Judengasse was destroyed by major
conflagrations in 1711, 1721 and 1774. This meant that life there
was both dear and cheap: dear because the demand for housing far
outstripped the supply, so that a four-room house in the north of
the Judengasse cost as much as Goethe’s father paid for his
twenty-room mansion in the Grosse Hirschgraben; cheap because lack
of sanitation, light and fresh air reduced life expectancy. In the
1780s it was estimated that average mortality among Jews was 58 per
cent higher than among Gentiles. A traveller in 1795 observed how
“most of the people among the Frankfurt Jews, even those who are in
the blooming years of their life, look like the walking dead . . .
Their deathly pale appearance sets them apart from all the other
inhabitants in the most depressing way.” Later, after the walls
around it had been partly demolished, the Judengasse was to some
extent romanticised by artists like Anton Burger; indeed, it became
something of a Victorian tourist attraction (Charles Greville and
George Eliot were among the English visitors). At the time, it
struck the young Goethe as a hellish slum:
The lack of space, the dirt, the throng of people,
the disagreeable accents of the voice—altogether, it made the most
unpleasant impression, even upon the passer-by who merely looked
through the gate. It was a long time before I dared to go in there
alone, and I did not return there readily when once I had escaped
from that multitide of people, all of them with something to hawk,
all indefatigably buying or selling.
One who knew it more intimately was the poet Ludwig
Börne, who (as Juda Löw Baruch) grew up there in the 1780s and
1790s. Looking back in anger rather than nostalgia, he remembered a
long dark prison, into which the highly celebrated
light of the eighteenth century has not yet been able to penetrate
. . . Stretching ahead of us lay an immeasurably long street, near
us just enough room to reassure us that we could turn around as
soon as the wish overcame us. Over us is no longer sky, which the
sun needs in order to expand in his breadth; one doesn’t see sky,
one sees only sunlight. An evil smell rises everywhere around us,
and the cloth that is supposed to shield us from infection serves
also to catch the tears of compassion or to hide the smile of
malice from the gaze of the watching Jews. Tramping laboriously
through the filth slows our pace down enough to permit us the
leisure for observation. We set our feet down skittishly and
carefully so that we don’t step on any children. These swim about
in the gutter, creep about in the filth innumerable as vermin
hatched by the sun from the dungheap. Who would not indulge these
little boys in their small desires? . . . If one were to consider
play in childhood as the model for the reality of life, then the
cradle of these children must be the grave of every encouragement,
every exuberance, every friendship, every joy in life. Are you
afraid that these towering houses will collapse over us? O fear
nothing! They are thoroughly reinforced, the cages of clipped
birds, resting on the cornerstone of eternal ill-will, well walled
up by the industrious hands of greed, and mortared with the sweat
of tortured slaves. Do not hesitate. They stand firm and will never
fall.
As Börne commented, even at a time of supposed
“enlightenment,” when other German cities were relaxing the
restrictions imposed on Jews, Frankfurt held out, refusing to
implement the Emperor Joseph II’s Edict of Toleration (1782) and
confiscating copies of Ephraim Lessing’s philo-Semitic play
Nathan the Wise. When the Jewish community petitioned in
1769 and again in 1784 to be allowed to leave the ghetto on
Sundays, the request was rejected as an attempt “to put themselves
on an equal footing with the Christian residents.”2 As in the past, this policy was to some
extent forced upon the Council by the majority of the Gentile
townspeople. Typically, when a Jewish mathematics teacher was
granted permission to live and teach outside the ghetto in 1788,
there was such a popular outcry that the licence had to be revoked;
and a similar request by a Jewish doctor in 1795 was turned down
flat. For much the same reason—as a letter of complaint signed by
seven leading Jewish merchants makes clear—the rules governing
travel outside the Judengasse on holidays and Sundays were made
more rather than less restrictive in 1787, with the introduction of
a complicated system of identity cards:
As a human being, every Jew has the same rights as
any other and a just claim for protection by his sovereign.
Unfortunately, the lower classes are still so bound to the
prejudices of their fathers as to doubt that a Jew is a human being
like themselves. They mistreat [the Jews] in all sorts of ways and
many an old man seems pleased when his son is mistreating a Jew.
Even soldiers indulge in this punishable tyranny. Would they not
take [the new system] as an invitation for countless acts of
harassment? They would use the smallest difference in clothing,
hair, beards and the like as an excuse to perform the most
stringent examinations at the town gate. The slightest deviation
[would] enable them to arrest the Jew and march him off to the main
guard house like a common thief.
There was more to this persistent and systematic
discrimination than mere ancestral prejudice, however. An important
factor was that the Gentile business community genuinely feared the
economic challenge which they believed would be posed by an
emancipated Jewish population. The fact that a slum like the
Judengasse could produce mathematics teachers and doctors in itself
tells us something important about its culture: it was not as
closed as it seemed. As Goethe himself discovered, when he plucked
up the courage to enter the ghetto, the Jews were “human beings
after all, industrious and obliging, and one could not help but
admire even the obstinacy with which they adhered to their
traditional ways.” Despite—perhaps partly because of—the grim
conditions in which they lived, the Frankfurt Jews were anything
but an underclass in cultural terms.
Of course, the culture of the Judengasse was an
unfamiliar one to a Gentile like Goethe. It was an intensely
religious culture, with the rhythm of life still dictated by the
religious laws of the Halakha. Every morning and evening,
men were summoned to worship at synagogue by the
Schul-Klopper knocking on their doors with a hammer. The
Sabbath was, as an English visitor recalled, “in the picturesque
phrase of their prayer-book, ‘a bride,’ and her welcome, week by
week, was of a right bridal sort. White cloths were spread and
lamps lit in her honour. The shabbiest dwellings put on something
of a festive air.” Education at the lane’s three primary schools
(heder) and the rabbinical college (yeshivah) was, by
the standards of the time, conservative, with children learning to
read the Torah, the foundation of Mosaic teaching law, then moving
on to Rashi’s commentaries and finally the Talmud, the compilation
of rabbinical commentaries and debates on rules of observance. The
community had its own fire brigade and hospitals, its own cemetery
and its own voluntary associations to provide for the poor.
Yet, despite the high walls which surrounded it,
and despite the relatively limited impact of the Jewish
Enlightenment on the community (as compared with that of Berlin),
the culture of the Judengasse was far from insular. Although
Gentiles sometimes sneered at their manner of speech, Heinrich
Heine later insisted that the Frankfurt Jews spoke “nothing but the
proper language of Frankfurt [which is] spoken with equal
excellence by the circumcised as well as by the non-circumcised
population.” This was a slight, though pardonable, exaggeration.
Those Jews who did manage to secure for themselves a secular as
well as a religious education—like the doctor mentioned above—would
have spoken, read and written Hochdeutsch. The surviving
letters of Mayer3 Amschel Rothschild, however, confirm
that his was a rough and often ungrammatical German, with an
admixture of Hebrew; and when he wrote to his sons he used Hebrew
characters, as did they when they wrote to one another.
Nevertheless, the Judendeutsch of the Judengasse was not the
Yiddish of the Polish and Russian stetl; and in all probability
many Gentile merchants in Frankfurt wrote ungrammatical letters
too. When Frankfurt Jews left the Judengasse to do business—the
avenue of activity most accessible to them—there was no insuperable
language barrier between them and the Gentile merchants they
encountered.
More than most German towns in the eighteenth
century, Frankfurt was a businessman’s town. At the junction of
several major trade routes linking the towns of South Germany
(Strasbourg, Ulm, Augsburg and Nuremberg) to the Hanseatic ports of
the North (Hamburg, Bremen and Lübeck), and linking Germany as a
whole to the economies of the Atlantic seaboard, the Baltic and the
Near East, its prosperity was bound up with the two annual fairs in
the autumn and the spring which had been held in the town since the
Middle Ages. And because of the enormous variety of coinage
circulating in Europe up until the late nineteenth century, the
town’s commerce necessarily went hand in hand with banking: in
particular, money-changing and bill-broking (buying and selling the
IOUs generated by more complex transactions). In addition—and in
some ways more importantly—Frankfurt acted as a financial centre
for the princes, archdukes and electors who governed the numerous
petty territories of the region. The revenues from their lands and
subjects (rents, taxes and so on) and the expenditures of their
courts (on grand residences, gardens and entertainments) made these
rulers the biggest customers of the pre-industrial German economy,
even if most of them were considerably less well off than their
counterparts in the English aristocracy. In particular, the fact
that the majority generally spent more than they earned created
lucrative if sometimes risky opportunities for German
bankers.
Perhaps the most successful firm in this field
prior to 1800 was that of Simon Moritz and Johann Philipp Bethmann,
who imported from Amsterdam to Germany the system of “sub-bonds”
(Partialobligationen) whereby a large loan could be
subdivided into more manageable portions and sold on to a wide
clientele of investors. A typical transaction was the Bethmann
Brothers’ loan to the Holy Roman Emperor of 20,000 gulden (around
£2,000) in 1778, which they sold on to investors in the form of
twenty 1,000-gulden bonds, handing over the cash thus raised—minus
their substantial commission—to the imperial Treasury in Vienna,
and subsequently ensuring the prompt payment of interest from
Vienna to the bondholders. Between 1754 and 1778 the Bethmanns
floated loans totalling nearly 2 million gulden, and no fewer than
fifty-four separate loans totalling nearly 30 million gulden in the
following five years. Other Frankfurt bankers became involved in
the same kind of business, notably Jakob Friedrich Gontard.
Neither Bethmann nor Gontard was Jewish. Yet there
is no question that, by the later eighteenth century, it was Jews
who had come to be seen as the most enterprising operators when it
came to money-changing and all kinds of lending. After more than a
century of scholarly reflection on the subject, it is still hard to
say quite why this was. Any advantage Jews enjoyed over Gentile
financiers can have been only an indirect result of their system of
education: Mayer Amschel Rothschild once recalled that “in my youth
I was . . . a very active merchant, but I was disorganised, because
I had been a student [of the Talmud] and learnt nothing [about
business].” Probably membership of a tightly knit “outsider” group
helped when it came to constructing credit networks. And perhaps
there was a kind of business ethic derived from Judaism. But these
points can be made with equal force about other religious
minorities, as they were by Max Weber, who unconvincingly
contrasted “the Protestant ethic” with the Jewish ethos of
“politically and speculatively oriented . . . pariah capitalism.”
The least unsatisfactory answer is that, at a time when most fields
of economic activity were closed to them, Jews had little
alternative but to concentrate on commerce and finance. At the same
time, their Gentile rivals in these fields probably tended to
exaggerate the extent of the “Jewish threat” to their business. The
non-Jewish bankers of Frankfurt were complaining as early as 1685
that “the Jews had torn the bills trade from their hands”—a claim
which led to a ban on Jews entering the stock exchange. Twelve
years later the Council was trying, not for the last time, to
prevent Jews from renting warehouses in the Fahrgasse, the town’s
main street.
Perhaps the most notorious conflict of this sort
centred around the role of Joseph Süss-Oppenheimer, who rose from
being Hoffaktor (court agent) to Duke Karl Alexander of
Württemberg to the much more political posts of privy councillor
and, in 1733, envoy in Frankfurt, where his privileged position
allowed him to live outside the Judengasse in the comfort of the
Golden Swan Inn. Four years later Oppenheimer was executed, having
been found guilty of wielding excessive political power and
undermining the position of the Württemberg estates
(Stände). Oppenheimer—the Jud Süss of later
anti-Semitic legend—was only the most notorious of the Jewish court
agents, however. By the mid-eighteenth century Frankfurt Jews were
acting as agents for the Palatinate, the Electorate of Mainz, the
Grand Duchy of Hesse-Darmstadt, the Kingdom of Prussia, the
imperial court in Vienna, as well as Hesse-Kassel and Saxe-Weimar.
Löw Beer Isaak, for example, was court agent to the Prince of
Nassau-Saarbrücken in 1755, while David Meyer Kupl challenged the
dominance of the Kann family when he became imperial court agent at
around the same time. Such men formed a rich and privileged elite
within the Judengasse.
Mayer Amschel
It was into this partly, but not wholly,
segregated world that Mayer Amschel Rothschild was born in either
1743 or 1744. About his parents, grandparents and more remote
ancestors we know little. Benjamin Franklin once observed that in
life only death and taxes are inevitable; they are also virtually
the only things about which records survive for the earliest
Rothschilds. It is worth noting at once that the family might never
have been called “Rothschild”—literally “red shield”—at all. We
know that Isak, son of Elchanan, built a house in the 1560s known
as “zum roten Schild” (“the red shield”), presumably after some
kind of shield of the sort often hung at the front of houses. It
was common enough for residents of the Judengasse to become known
by their addresses. However, Isak’s grandson Naftali Herz (who died
in 1685) left the house with the red shield and moved to another
house, “zur Hinterpfann” (“the warming pan”). The Rothschilds could
thus conceivably have become known as the “Hinterpfanns.” As it
was, although Naftali Herz’s son, grandson and great-grandson
continued to use the name “Rothschild,” they also used the name
“Bauer.” It was probably only in the next generation—Mayer
Amschel’s—that the name Rothschild stuck firmly as a surname,
though even he might possibly have changed it again when he moved
to another house known as “zum grünen Schild” (“the green
shield”).
The most we can say about the early Rothschilds is
that they were pious and relatively successful small businessmen
dealing in, among other things, cloth. Five years before his death
in 1585, Isak zum roten Schild had a taxable income of 2,700
gulden, and when he died he was remembered on his gravestone for
his “virtue,” “righteousness” and “honesty.” A century later his
great-grandson Kalman, a money-changer who also dealt in wool and
silk, had a taxable income more than twice as large; and it seems
that his son—Mayer Amschel’s grandfather Moses—successfully
developed his father’s business, continuing the process of steady
social ascent by marrying, successively, the daughters of a tax
collector and of a doctor. Unfortunately, we know next to nothing
about the economic achievements of Mayer Amschel’s father, Amschel
Moses—though the fact that the family continued to live in the
modest house at the Hinterpfann, with its ground-floor office, its
first-floor kitchen and cramped bedrooms above, suggests at best
consolidation, at worst stagnation. To judge by the lengthy and
fulsome praise on his gravestone inscription, the family had done
no more than attain solid respectability within the ghetto by the
time he died.
Amschel Moses was evidently a studious man—he was,
according to his gravestone, “a man who observed the prescribed
time for the study of the Torah.” This may possibly explain why he
sent his son Mayer Amschel away to the rabbinical school at Fürth
when he had completed his primary education in Frankfurt. Whatever
his reasons, it is not the case (as some historians have
erroneously inferred) that Mayer Amschel was intended for the
rabbinate; Cohen, who wrote a brief and laudatory biography shortly
after Mayer Amschel’s death and probably knew him, states that he
only “studied his religion in order . . . to be a good Jew.”
However, Mayer Amschel’s studies at Fürth were cut short by the
untimely death of his parents in 1755 and 1756, victims of one of
the epidemics which still periodically swept through German towns.
He was just twelve years old.
At this point, he might well have returned to
rejoin his elder sister, Gutelche, and two brothers, Moses and
Kalman. Instead, he was sent to Hanover to learn the rudiments of
business in the firm of Wolf Jakob Oppenheim (presumably a business
associate of his father’s). This was a formative experience,
because it brought him for the first time into direct contact with
the privileged world of the court agents. Of course, Mayer Amschel
almost certainly knew something of this world already.
Süss-Oppenheimer, after all, had been executed just six years
before he was born. Moreover, we know that Süss had been involved
in at least one bills transaction with Mayer Amschel’s grandfather.
But now the boy could see at closer quarters what it meant to be a
“court Jew,” since Oppenheim’s grandfather Samuel had been court
agent to the Austrian Emperor, and his uncle was agent to the
Bishop of Cologne. It was in Hanover that Mayer Amschel began to
acquire an expertise which was calculated to help him acquire the
status of court agent for himself. He became a dealer in rare coins
and medals, a line of business in which clients were almost
invariably aristocratic collectors, and in which a knowledge of
Samuel Maddai’s complex system of numismatic classification was
indispensable.
When he returned to Frankfurt—as he was obliged by
residence laws to do when his apprenticeship ended—in around 1764,
Mayer Amschel was quick to put this expertise to good use. Within a
year of his return, he had succeeded in selling rare medals to a
well-born client whose future importance to the Rothschilds was to
be considerable. Admittedly, Mayer Amschel’s first transaction with
William, Hereditary Prince of Hesse-Kassel, was small beer.
Assuming that he was the “Jew Meyer” referred to in William’s Privy
Purse accounts for June 1765, it involved nothing more than 38
gulden and 30 kreuzers—a trifling sum, and one of many such small
purchases the Prince made from various dealers in the years after
1763, as he built up his fashionable collection of medals and
coins.4 Nevertheless, this—along with “various
deliveries” of which no record survives—was enough to justify a
request in 1769 that Mayer Amschel be granted the title of court
agent, a request which was duly granted in September of that year.
A year later he consolidated this new status. In August 1770 (at
the age of twenty-six) he married Gutle, the sixteen-year-old
daughter of Wolf Salomon Schnapper, court agent to the Prince of
Saxe-Meiningen. In addition to the benefits of association with her
father, the match brought Mayer Amschel vital new capital, in the
form of a dowry of 2,400 gulden. It was to prove the first of a
succession of carefully calculated Rothschild marriages, laying a
foundation of prosperous kinship every bit as important as the
foundation of royal patronage represented by the title of court
agent.
In the years which followed, Mayer
Amschel—initially in partnership with his brother Kalman, before
the latter’s death in 1782—successfully established himself as
Frankfurt’s leading dealer not only in coins and medals, but also
in all kinds of antiques. We can see how he operated from the
meticulous catalogues he circulated to his widening circle of
aristocratic customers. By the 1780s the items listed included
ancient Greek and Roman as well as German coins, and also a variety
of other antiques and “curiosities” of the sort a wealthy collector
might display alongside his coin collection: carved figures,
precious stones and the like. The total value of the goods for sale
in each catalogue varied from around 2,500 gulden to 5,000 gulden;
however, if an item interested a client, Mayer Amschel would send
it for inspection and then, if the customer wished to make a
purchase, negotiate a selling price, often some way below the guide
price in the catalogue. According to the surviving Privy Purse
accounts, Prince William did not become a regular customer until
1790, after which date he made purchases almost every year. Other
clients included Goethe’s patron, the Duke of Weimar.
That the basis of the Rothschilds’ fortune was
mail-order antique sales to aristocratic numismatists may seem
surprising; but there is no question that without the capital Mayer
Amschel was able to accumulate by buying and selling “curiosities,”
he would never have had the resources to move into banking. It is
not immediately obvious how successful he was as an antique dealer:
his property tax assessment remained a constant 2,000 gulden
between 1773 and 1794. However, the Maaserbuch or
Zehentbuch in which he punctiliously recorded his charitable
donations (a tenth of his annual income, according to Jewish law)
suggested to his later biographer Berghoeffer that Mayer Amschel’s
annual income in the 1770s must have been in the region of
2,400 gulden—roughly the same as that of the Goethe family, and
rather more than was earned at the time by a local official like a
tax assessor (Schultheiss). On the basis of these and other
available figures, Berghoeffer estimated Mayer Amschel’s total
wealth in the mid-1780s at around 150,000 gulden (around
£15,000).
We also know that Mayer Amschel was rich enough to
move house in 1787. Shortly after returning to Frankfurt, he and
and his two brothers had acquired complete ownership of the
Hinterpfann house, buying out the distant relations with whom their
parents had shared it. Now, some twenty years later, Mayer Amschel
sold his three-eighths share of the Hinterpfann to his brother
Moses (for 3,300 gulden) and, beginning in 1783, bought a
substantially larger house, “zum grünen Schild” (“the green
shield”), for more than 11,000 gulden.5 By the standards of a Gentile family
like the Goethes, this was still a wretchedly cramped place to
live: just fourteen feet wide, with rooms so narrow that beds could
be placed only along the side-walls at right angles to the street.
It was wretched by the standards of the next generation of
Rothschilds too: Mayer Amschel’s sons would look back without
nostalgia on the days “when we all slept in one little attic room.”
But by the standards of the Judengasse it was a desirable
residence. Located in the middle of the street—roughly opposite the
middle, western gate—it had been rebuilt after the 1711 fire and,
unusually, had its own waterpump. On each of the three upper
storeys of the main building there was a narrow room looking over
the street—each with three small windows, a stove and wall
cupboard—and a similar room looking inwards over the yard. Through
the back door, there was a little courtyard with a small two-storey
building, part of which housed the single lavatory. Unusually (and
usefully) the house had two cellars, one of which was reached
through an obvious enough trapdoor in the entrance hall, and the
other—a larger cellar which the house shared with its next-door
neighbour—which was accessible only through a concealed opening
underneath the stairs, and was unconnected to the other
cellar.6 The new space above the ground, limited
though it may have been, was needed; for Mayer Amschel and his wife
were proving to be a remarkably procreative couple, even by
late-eighteenth-century standards. It appears that Gutle Rothschild
gave birth virtually every year between 1771, the year after her
marriage, and 1792. Of these nineteen or so children, ten lived:
Schönche (1771), Amschel Mayer (1773), Salomon Mayer (1774), Nathan
Mayer (1777), Isabella or Betty (1781), Breunle or Babette (1784),
Kalman or Carl (1788), Gotton or Julie (1790), Jettchen or
Henrietta (1791) and Jakob or James (1792).7
It was only after the birth of his youngest child
that Mayer Amschel began to engage in business which can properly
be called banking. In some ways, the transition was a natural one.
An antique-dealer with a growing circle of suppliers and customers
naturally would extend credit to some of these from time to time.
As early as 1790 we find Mayer Amschel listed as one of the
creditors of Joseph Cassel in the nearby town of Deutz, albeit for
a mere 365 gulden. In a similar way, the coin and medal business
inevitably brought him into contact with the Hessian mint,
especially as his most coveted client, Prince William, often
commissioned new medals to be struck. In 1794, for example,
Rothschild offered to sell a quantity of silver to the Hessian war
treasury “at the best possible price.”
However, the speed with which Mayer Amschel’s
wealth grew in the 1790s marked a real break with his earlier
business activity. At the beginning of the 1790s Mayer Amschel
Rothschild was no more than a prosperous antique-dealer. By 1797 he
was one of the richest Jews in Frankfurt, and a central part of his
business was unmistakably banking. The evidence for this
breakthrough is unequivocal. In 1795 the official figure for Mayer
Amschel’s taxable wealth was doubled to 4,000 gulden; a year later
he was moved into the top tax bracket, with property worth more
than 15,000 gulden; and in the same year he was listed as the tenth
richest man in the Judengasse with taxable wealth of over 60,000
gulden. Thanks largely to Mayer Amschel, the Rothschilds had become
one of the eleven richest families in the Judengasse by 1800. It
was at around the same time that he began to rent a large
four-roomed warehouse outside the Judengasse. He also took on a
talented and multilingual accountant from Bingen named Seligmann
Geisenheimer. Further evidence of increased wealth can be found in
the generous dowries Mayer Amschel was able to give his children as
they began to marry. When his eldest daughter married Benedikt
Moses Worms in 1795, she received a dowry of 5,000 gulden and was
promised a legacy of 10,000 after her parents’ deaths. When his
eldest son married Eva Hanau the following year, he was given a
share of the business worth 30,000 gulden.
Just what such a share meant can be seen from one
of the most important documents to have been found in the recently
opened Moscow “trophy” archive: the first known balance sheet of
Mayer Amschel Rothschild’s firm, dating back over 200 years to the
summer of 1797. The total assets of the firm at this stage were
given as 471,221 Reichsthaler or 843,485 gulden, the total
liabilities as 734,981 gulden, leaving 108,504 gulden (around
£10,000) as—in Mayer Amschel’s own words—“the balance of my
capital, praise God” (“Saldo meines Vermögens, Gott lob”). This
remarkable document repays close scrutiny, for it reveals that
Mayer Amschel was already far more of an international merchant
banker than has previously been realised. The “assets” side of the
balance-sheet evidently excluded Mayer Amschel’s personal property,
in that the family house does not appear there: by “my capital” he
already meant his firm’s capital. Most of the assets listed were
either state bonds of various sorts, or personal loans and credits
to a widely dispersed range of other firms. On the other side, the
liabilities consisted of sums owed by Mayer Amschel to an equally
broad spectrum of institutions and individuals.
The geographical range of Mayer Amschel’s business
credit network at this early stage was wide. The balance sheet
shows that he was doing business with firms located not only in the
immediate vicinity of Frankfurt (for example, in Kassel and Hanau)
but also in more remote parts of Germany, ranging from Hamburg and
Bremen to Regensburg, Augsburg, Leipzig, Berlin and Vienna, as well
as in Amsterdam, Paris and London. Moreover, in addition to the
names which might have been expected to feature in such a list of
creditors and debtors (such as Mayer Amschel’s son-in-law Worms and
his future son-in-law Sichel), there appear the names of a number
of eminent Gentile firms, including the Bethmanns, de Neufvilles
and Brentanos (whom he owed a good deal of money). The celebrated
art-collector Johann Friedrich Städel also had deposits with
Rothschild totalling 17,600 gulden. Finally, the balance sheet
provides evidence of a new kind of relationship with the government
of Hesse-Kassel, which he owed some 24,093 gulden. It is not
without significance that the names of two Hessian officials—Louis
Harnier and Karl Buderus—appear in their own right as
creditors.
This was a rapid economic ascent by any standards.
Indeed, Mayer Amschel’s success had been so swift and so great that
it had to some extent outstripped his own capacities. In 1797 he
was appalled to discover that one of his most junior employees—a
youth named Hirsch Liebmann—had been able to embezzle a substantial
sum virtually from under his nose. The proceedings of the
subsequent criminal case have partially survived and give a good
insight into the chaotic state of his rapidly expanding business at
this period. According to Mayer Amschel, Liebmann, who had been
with the firm some three years, had stolen between 1,500 and 2,000
gold carolins (as much as 30,000 gulden) from his office. The theft
had been possible for three reasons. Firstly, Mayer Amschel allowed
Liebmann to buy and sell goods on his own account to supplement his
meagre wages—one and a half gulden a month after the rent of a
shared room. Indeed, Rothschild even lent him a small sum on one
occasion to help finance this. No one was therefore surprised when
Liebmann appeared to be supplementing his wages, even if he was
doing so with singular success. Secondly, the firm had no safe for
valuables and scarcely any office security: the cupboard in the
main office was frequently left open during business hours and
employees and clients seem to have come and gone as they pleased.
No one therefore noticed when coins, notes and other valuables
began to disappear. And thirdly, Mayer Amschel’s system of
book-keeping was woefully primitive: when he came to lay charges
against Liebmann, he had virtually no documents to prove how much
had been stolen. No one therefore realised that money was missing
until some time after Liebmann had begun stealing. It was only when
a local broker appeared in the office, claiming that Liebmann
wished to buy seed from him, that Mayer Amschel’s suspicions were
aroused. When pressed, the man admitted that this was a cover story
suggested by Liebmann; in fact, he was there to buy an Austrian
bill worth around 1,220 gulden which Liebmann had offered to sell
him. Mayer Amschel belatedly grasped where his employee had been
getting the money for his gold watches and handmade shirts. Further
enquiries confirmed his suspicions: Liebmann had not only been
spending money on himself, but also sending it to his parents in
Bockenheim, who were notoriously “as poor as could be” but who
suddenly seemed able to afford a 500 gulden dowry for Liebmann’s
sister. When the thief was arrested, eight thaler coins and an
imperial treasury note were found among his possessions, as well as
some silver spoons, a gold salt pot, a gold mug and seven medals,
belying his protestations of innocence. Further proof of guilt was
unwittingly provided by Liebmann’s own father, who offered to
return 1,000 gulden which his son had given him plus an additional
500 if Rothschild would drop his charges. Eventually, though only
after prolonged interrogation, Liebmann confessed.
Liebmann gave conflicting accounts of the theft, at
one point saying that he took the money in small amounts over a
prolonged period, later claiming that he had simply snatched two
sacks of coins from the office cupboard while Mayer Amschel’s
second son, Salomon, was talking with some clients. Either way, the
case illustrates that by 1797 at the latest the business was
turning over so much cash that Rothschild himself could not keep
track of it: bags of money were lying around the office, as he
himself told the court, some in the cupboard, some on the floor. He
always had a lot of money in his house, he said, because of his
“extensive business dealings.” The subsequent decade would see
those dealings become more extensive still.
The Dual Revolution
In his Biographical Notes on the House of
Rothschild, written long after Mayer Amschel’s death, Friedrich
von Gentz fulsomely praised his business acumen. “Nevertheless,” he
added wisely, “the most outstanding personal qualities may
sometimes require exceptional circumstances and world-shattering
events to come to fruition.” This was doubly true.
The epoch-making events which followed the
summoning of the French Estates General by Louis XVI in 1789 took
time to affect the lives of German Jews like Mayer Amschel
Rothschild and his family. But when finally the Revolution reached
Frankfurt, its effects were profound—indeed, literally explosive.
The advance guard came as early as October 1792, when French troops
temporarily occupied Frankfurt, just ten weeks after the coronation
of the last Holy Roman Emperor, Francis II. We should not, of
course, exaggerate the significance of this superficially symbolic
change of regime. Frankfurt had been occupied by French troops
before (during the Seven Years’ War) and it seems that the Jewish
community was no more pleased than the rest of the town’s
population at this renewed foreign incursion. Indeed, for all the
potential benefits of French influence which could be inferred from
the National Assembly’s emancipation of French Jewry in 1791, the
immediate, tangible effects of the French presence were distinctly
negative. In June 1796, following the defeat of the Austrian army
at Lodi, Frankfurt was bombarded by the victorious French forces so
heavily that nearly half the houses in the Judengasse were
destroyed by fire.8
On the other hand, the upheaval of war had its
advantages. The destruction of the Judengasse obliged the Frankfurt
Senate to relax its residence restrictions, granting permits
(albeit for only six months) to the 2,000 or so people left
homeless by the fire to live outside the Judengasse. It was
presumably in the wake of this relaxation that Mayer Amschel was
able to begin renting the warehouse in the Schnur gasse. Later
French incursions led to a real, if temporary, improvement in the
legal status of the Frankfurt Jews, an improvement foreshadowed by
the emancipation of the Jews in those parts of the Rhineland which
the French now annexed. (One beneficiary of this was Geisenheimer,
the man Mayer Amschel hired as his book keeper.) Of more immediate
importance, the war presented Mayer Amschel with a new and
lucrative business opportunity. He and two other partners, Wolf
Loeb Schott and Beer Nehm Rindskopf, were able to secure a contract
to provide the Austrian army with grain and cash during their
operations in the Rhine-Main region.
The French Revolution was not the only revolution
to transform Mayer Amschel’s life and business. The British
Industrial Revolution, in its first phase by the 1780s if not
before, exerted an equally important influence. For although Mayer
Amschel had already begun building up his banking business by the
late 1790s, this did not imply a winding up of his previous
coin-dealing business, which continued in a small way even after
his death; and nor did it preclude expansion into other potentially
profitable fields of business activity. Of these, none was more
profitable in the late eighteenth century than that generated by
the English revolution in textile manufacturing. In particular, the
dramatic growth of (partly) mechanised cotton spinning, weaving and
dyeing in Lancashire signalled an unprecedented and genuinely
revolutionary change in the pace of economic life. Although this
industrialisation was regionally as well as sectorally
concentrated—so much so that it barely registers in the aggregate
national income figures extrapolated by modern economic
historians—its ramifications were felt as far as Africa, whence the
slave labour of the cotton plantations came, America, where the
cotton itself was grown, and India, where an established native
textile industry was soon to face lethal competition from the
cottages and mills of Lancashire and Lanarkshire. Those mills
exerted a powerful pull in Germany too, where demand for the
cheaper yet better British cloths—shawls, handkerchiefs, checks,
gauzes, muslins, muslinettes, quiltings, dimities, velveteens,
sallampores and jaconets—grew rapidly in the 1790s. Mayer Amschel
was only one of many German businessmen to scent a unique and
highly profitable opportunity. Around fifteen Jewish firms in
Frankfurt alone were importing English textiles by the turn of the
century, and a number of these established permanent agents in
Britain at around this time. Between 1799 and 1803 no fewer than
eight German merchants settled in Manchester for this
purpose.
It is against this background that we must see the
decision to send Nathan, the third of the Rothschild brothers, to
England at some point on the eve of the new century. The date of
his departure from Frankfurt and the reasons for his going have
long been a source of confusion to historians. Although some have
Nathan arriving in England in 1797, 1799 or 1800, the majority opt
for 1798. There is little evidence to support this last date. We
know from the balance sheet discussed above that Mayer Amschel had
begun to have dealings with firms in London from at least as early
as 1797, but on a fairly limited scale. It was only February
1800—the date of his first letter to the London bankers Harman
& Co., requesting that he be permitted to draw on them—that he
began to expand his English business. The first documentary
evidence of Nathan’s presence in England comes from 1800 too. Wolf
cites a letter from Nathan dated May 29 in which he requests an
acquaintance to reserve “a room with two beds in it, in some
respectable lodging house” for himself and his “business manager.”
We also have a letter from Mayer Amschel to Harman, dated June 15,
which mentions that Nathan would “soon be at your place,” and a
letter from Nathan dated August 15 from a London address (37
Cornhill). From this Williams concluded that Nathan had actually
arrived in England in 1800, spent the summer in London, then
proceeded to Manchester. But this cannot be right. Not only was
Nathan’s first letter to Harman addressed from Manchester;
we also have several later letters in which Nathan explicitly
states that he had first come to Manchester the year before, 1799.
It therefore seems reasonable to conclude that Nathan did not
arrive in Manchester before 1799, though he and his father were not
doing English business on a large scale until the following year.
This leaves the possibility—though it is nothing more—that Nathan
first crossed the Channel in 1798, staying in London for some
months before proceeding northwards.
Why did Nathan go to England? In the absence of
hard evidence, most historians have followed Nathan’s own account
of his emigration—which he related to the MP Thomas Fowell Buxton
in 1834—in which he portrayed the decision to leave as his own:
“There was not,” he said, “room enough for all of
us in that city. I dealt in English goods. One great trader came
there who had the market to himself: he was quite the great man,
and did us a favour if he sold us goods. Somehow I offended him,
and he refused to show me his patterns. This was on a Tuesday; I
said to my father, “I will go to England.” I could speak nothing
but German. On the Thursday I started . . .”
There is no reason to think that this version of
events was wholly fictitious. Nathan was a fiercely ambitious and
competitive man, as quick to take offence as to give it in his
business dealings, and it is not difficult to imagine him
responding impetuously to such a contretemps. However, in a number
of respects his retrospective account was misleading. Perhaps he
could not resist romanticising his own rags-to-riches story;
perhaps he was indulging in irony for the benefit of his
after-dinner audience (the latter would have been more in
character). In any event, it seems highly unlikely that his father
would, or indeed could, have entrusted him with as large a sum of
money as he suggested to Buxton—£20,000, or roughly double the net
assets shown in the 1797 balance sheet—on the strength of a
youthful impulse. However much “start-up” capital Nathan took with
him, the idea that he was doing much more than following his
father’s orders seems unlikely.
For political reasons, it soon became imperative to
conceal the fact that Nathan was acting as the agent of a Frankfurt
firm, and this has led some historians to assert that, once he
arrived in England, he effectively operated independently from his
father and brothers. But the evidence in the firm’s archives for
this period is unequivocal: initially, Nathan took his orders from
Frankfurt—indeed, his elder brother Salomon was sent over to assist
him in 1801—and it was only gradually that he began to trade on his
own account. A number of Nathan’s earliest letters from London and
Manchester are signed “pp. Meyer Amschel Rothschild.”
Correspondence between father and son was evidently regular (though
very little of it has survived), and Nathan wrote frequently on his
father’s behalf to the London firms of Salomon Salomons and Harman
& Co., which handled the firm’s insurance and banking business
in London. It was not untypical for letters of this early period to
begin with phrases like “My father wishes me to write to you” or
“Agreeable to the direction I have just received from my father.”
On one occasion when a firm let him down, Nathan warned them that
if there were more “complaints of this nature . . . [I] am certain
my father will order me to turn myself to somebody that will attend
more punctually.” On another, he informed Salomons: “I received
letters from home this morn[in]g advis[in]g me of my father being
very discontented w[ith] your packing, writing that I must not send
any more goods to London as you have neglected the shipping.” And
for most of this period the chests of cloth which Nathan was
sending to the continent in increasing quantities all bore the
insignia “MAR” for Mayer Amschel Rothschild. Nathan was not sparing
his father anxiety when he concealed a brief illness from him in
the summer of 1802. Rather, he did not want his father to think he
had been unable—for whatever reason—to attend to business. In a
letter to a recalcitrant French customer not long after this
illness, Nathan left for posterity a revealing insight into his
father’s character, and his own view of it: “Do you think that my
Father will sell . . . Goods upon his own bills . . . without
Profit? You are quite mistaken, my father’s Chimney will not smoke
without Profit.” Just ten days later he received a stern letter
from his father accusing him of not keeping “regular”
accounts.
Nathan’s slapdash approach to paperwork was
evidently a recurrent source of friction. Three years after this
first admonition on the subject, Mayer Amschel was still harping on
the same theme, in a way which makes it abundantly obvious where
power lay in their relationship. This rare letter—one of the few of
Mayer Amschel’s private letters which survive—is worth quoting at
some length to give a flavour of the early Rothschild
correspondence:
[T]o begin with, all our correspondents complain
about you, dear Nathan, and say that you are so disorganised when
sending consignments. Sometimes you write that you have sent, for
example, the chest with this number, then later [it arrives with]
another number. If you send a chest today, you only let Esriel
Reiss know six months after. One of his clerks said to me that you
are very disorganised. My dear friend, if you don’t write down all
the numbers of the chests when you send them off, if you don’t
write them down until you receive acknowledgement that they have
arrived, if you don’t pay attention, if you [don’t] ask where the
chest has gone when you don’t receive an answer from your
correspondent, if you are so disorganised and don’t have someone or
a friend with you, then you will be swindled. What is the good of
that[?] Everyone can be a millionaire if they get the [right]
opportunity. I already complained in Frankfurt about your
extraordinary expenditures and disorganisation, dear Nathan; I
don’t like it.
This repetitive, haranguing style—which was
inherited by Mayer Amschel’s elder sons Amschel and Salomon—does
not make for easy reading today; it cannot have given Nathan much
pleasure either. However, the father’s determination to bludgeon
his son into mending his ways provides a fascinating insight into
the business methods of the day:
I have seen the orderly way in which Heckscher and
the merchant Baresch despatch and return consignments. They have
special clerks in order to keep an eye on everything. They say that
without good order a millionaire can go broke the more business he
does, because the whole world is not, or not very, honest. When
people see that you are not orderly in your despatching, they will
do business with you only in order to cheat you . . . Mostly they
will pick quarrels with you in order to cheat you, the more so when
they see how disorganised you are with your consignments. In sum,
they will do business with you to exploit your disorganisation.
There was a man in Frankfurt called Eluzer Elfelt who made a great
deal of money, but the whole world made money from him because he
was so disorganised and it went as badly for him in the end as he
himself had been badly organised. Dear Nathan, don’t be angry with
your father. When it comes to penmanship you are not much good.
Take on a clerk to manage the despatching of consignments and take
my advice, be more organised with your despatching, otherwise I
don’t give your business much chance. The more you sell the worse
it will get if you aren’t organised. My dear son, don’t be cross
that I write like this . . . You have to be careful, and Amschel
says that you don’t keep a proper record when he sends you
remittances. That is wrong . . . It really is necessary that you
keep a precise record of everything that you send us and all that
we send you, you really must keep your books properly. If you can’t
manage to keep all our accounts in good order because of your
book-keeper, write home and maybe we can suggest a plan . . . If
you are organised, organised in your writing and careful in the way
you give credit, I don’t doubt that you will do well.
Nor did this paternal lecture end there. Mayer
Amschel went on to berate Nathan for failing to calculate his
profits net (as opposed to gross); for doing business with
Rindskopf in precious stones (“But you are no jeweller”) and for
failing to discount bad debts:
My dear son, you must not be angry when a father,
who has the happiness of all his children at heart, asks to know
the real state of your finances, because if you have many bad
debts, which God forbid, and enter them as if they are good, that
is simply to pretend that you are rich . . . My dear son, you are
hard-working. Do your bit like a good boy. You can’t do more. I
just want to encourage you to be more organised . . . You really
have a good brain but you haven’t learnt [the importance of] order,
and here I see that all the merchants who are well organised are
the ones who get very rich, and the ones who are disorganised are
the ones who go broke. So dear son don’t take it badly when I write
you my opinion.
What is unmistakably apparent from this letter is
that, in Mayer Amschel’s eyes, Nathan was still just one of five
subordinates within an essentially patriarchal family firm.
Provided Nathan improved his business methods, he could look
forward to having “as good a share in my business as your brothers”
once their sisters had been married off. But until then, Mayer
Amschel would give the orders.
Another possibility which has been suggested is
that Nathan left Frankfurt in order to escape from the religious
restrictions of the ghetto. It is true that Jews—who had been
readmitted to England only in 1656 after three and a half centuries
of exclusion—enjoyed far greater liberty in England than in Germany
in the early 1800s. There were very few economic restrictions on
Jews in England by this time,9 though (in common with Catholics,
Non-conformists and unbelievers) they were still excluded from
Parliament, local government and the universities, and, as
foreigners, new immigrants were subject to increasingly stringent
supervision as the war with France intensified (Jews born in
Britain were British subjects). In London, confident and prosperous
Jewish communities had developed during the eighteenth century
including Sephardic families like the Mocattas and Ashkenazim like
the merchant Levi Barent Cohen, whose father had been a successful
Amsterdam linen-dealer. In the late 1790s Benjamin and Abraham
Goldsmid were already playing just the sort of dynamic financial
role which Nathan would later imitate with such success,
challenging the dominance of the Baring brothers and their
Amsterdam correspondents Hope & Co.—and incurring in the
process a version of the sort of religiously tinged but essentially
economic resentment we have already encountered in Frankfurt. We
know Nathan had an entrée into this world through his father’s
business contacts with Salomons. Yet he apparently spent no more
than a few months in London when he first arrived in England,
before setting off northwards to the far less socially congenial
environment of Manchester, where the small and still embryonic
Jewish community was overwhelmingly made up of poor shopkeep
ers—dealers in old clothes, cheap jewellery, umbrellas and patent
medicines. Though he was subjected to much less formal
discrimination in Manchester than he had been in Frankfurt, it is
hard to believe that Nathan was attracted there by anything other
than business.
How successful was Nathan in what contemporaries
sometimes disparaged as the “rag trade”? Very, according to his own
account, thanks mainly to his own business acumen:
. . . the nearer I got to England, the cheaper
goods were. As soon as I got to Manchester, I laid out all my
money, things were so cheap; and I made good profit. I soon found
that there were three profits—the raw material, the dyeing, and the
manufacturing. I said to the manufacturer, “I will supply you with
material and dye, and you will supply me with manufactured goods.”
So I got three profits instead of one, and I could sell goods
cheaper than anybody. In a short time I made my 20,000£ into
60,000£. My success all turned on one maxim. I said: I can do what
another man can, and so I am a match for the man with the patterns,
and for all the rest of them! Another advantage I had. I was an
off-hand man. I made a bargain at once.
This was not a bad summary of Nathan’s mode of
operation, but again it greatly oversimplified matters. Nathan
arrived in Lancashire with orders for British textiles from his
father, and continued to receive these by post. Having assessed the
market to establish the quality and price of cloth available, he
then proceeded to place these orders with manufacturers—not only
those based near Manchester, but also from firms as far afield as
Nottingham, Leeds, Stockport and even Glasgow. The cloth was then
manufactured (usually by sub-contracted weavers in their cottages)
and “finished” by dyers and printers, usually small firms in and
around Manchester. In order to drive down the price of the goods he
bought, Nathan tried as far as possible to pay up front “on present
bill terms,” which meant “drawing on” (that is, borrowing from) his
London bankers “at three months” (for three months). As he
explained in December 1802:
On Tuesdays and Thursdays the weavers who live in
the country twenty miles round Manchester bring here their goods,
some twenty or thirty pieces, others more, others less, which they
sell to the merchants here at two, three and six months’ credit.
But as there are generally some of them in want of money and
willing to sacrifice some profit to procure it, a person who goes
with ready money may sometimes buy 15 or 20 per cent cheaper.
Nathan did not actually have to pay the bigger
manufacturers until their goods were shipped for the continent. On
the other hand, it was necessary to wait—usually two months—before
expecting payment from Frankfurt. Obviously, the profit to be made
in such a business took the form of simple percentages. However, at
a time when profit margins in the textile industry could be as high
as 20 per cent, Nathan’s charges were modest: 5 per cent on the
cost price for purchases in cash from his warehouse, as little as 9
per cent for goods which had to be despatched to the continent.
This was a deliberate ploy to attract customers and increase his
market share: in his letters to potential buyers, Nathan constantly
stressed that his mark-up as a middle-man was lower than those
charged by his competitors. As he told his father in September
1802: “No House in Manchester purchase the Goods cheaper—if so
cheap—as I do and none are at so much trouble as we are to procure
them to advantage.” “You cannot find any person in Manchester who
will serve you with so small a Profit as myself,” he assured one
new customer. “I have the pleasure to tell you my meaning plainly,
if you will do any business with me in future, you may depend that
I shall send you Goods as cheap as any Person in the whole World.”
Moreover, as his business expanded and he began to export to firms
other than his father’s, Nathan began to offer not only low prices
but also reasonable credit terms, telling the same buyer that he
regarded his money as being “as safe in your hands as if I had it
in my Pocket.” His continental customers were generally expected to
pay with bills falling due after three months—in effect, five
months after the goods had been shipped (and paid for) by Nathan.
The more Nathan could pay in cash or “present bills,” the less he
could pay his suppliers; the more credit he could give his
customers, the more customers he attracted. This seems to have been
his fundamental principle.
The practical implications of this system were, as
the letter copy books of the period show, nerve-racking. To begin
with, Nathan himself had to do a great deal of travelling to
establish a network of suppliers and customers. As early as
November 1800 he left Manchester for Scotland, where he apparently
found better cloth or better prices. He returned there again in
1801 and 1805. Frequent trips to London (like the one he made in
the summer of 1800 or 1801) were also necessary to maintain good
relations with the bankers on whose overdraft facilities he
depended. And although some buyers sent agents to Manchester,
Nathan preferred to deal directly with continental firms, making at
least two major expeditions across the Channel to drum up new
business. The spring of 1802 saw him in France and the Netherlands,
establishing links with firms in Paris, Nancy, Lyon, Liège, Metz,
Brussels, Maastricht, Antwerp and Amsterdam. Before returning to
England, he also went to Germany and Switzerland, securing orders
from firms in Hamburg, Nuremberg, Heidelberg, Cologne, Munich,
Memmingen, Salzburg, Leipzig, Königsberg and Basel. His list of
customers for 1803 even included a firm in Moscow. One of the
catalogues he took with him on such trips still survives and
shows—on page after page studded with small squares of cloth—the
extraordinary range of patterns and textures British manufacturers
were able to produce.10 These absences in turn meant that a
considerable amount of work devolved on his clerks, principally
Joseph Barber, an English book-keeper he had hired shortly after
arriving in Manchester.
Yet no amount of travelling could ensure that
suppliers delivered their goods on time, or, for that matter,
delivered the goods that had actually been ordered. Much of
Nathan’s correspondence was therefore concerned with cajoling
manufacturers to comply with his orders. At the same time, there
was no guarantee that customers would always be satisfied with the
goods they received, and almost as much time had to be spent in
haggling retrospectively about the price and the quality of
consignments. As he remarked ruefully to Geisenheimer “If I send
off the goods it is two months before I can draw at 3 months date
and then . . . I may be kept out of my money five or six months . .
. it is very easy to get commissions but not quite so easy to get
paid for them.” Nathan also had recurrent disputes with his bankers
in London over their interest charges, and the very high costs of
insurance which they took care of. These three pressures seem to
have led to a degree of diversification on Nathan’s part. It seems
that in 1801 dissatisfaction with his suppliers prompted him to
become directly involved in manufacturing himself—hence the
purchase of a copping machine from Boulton & Watts. Then, in
1805, he went into partnership with another immigrant from
Frankfurt, Nehm Beer Rindskopf (the son of Mayer Amschel’s business
associate Beer Nehm), leaving the latter to deal with sales to
customers. Rindskopf soon led Nathan to diversify further, placing
orders on his behalf not only for cloth but also for indigo, and
later pearls, tortoiseshell and ivory (so-called colonial goods
imported to Britain from her overseas empire). Finally, Nathan
began to concentrate increasing amounts of his own attention on the
various credit transactions generated by his business. He
constantly shopped around for better borrowing and bill-discounting
facilities, dealing with a succession of London bankers including
Lyon de Symons, Goldsmid & D’Eliason and Daniel Mocatta, as
well as continental bankers, notably Parish & Co. and the
Schröder brothers. Like his father, he was gradually shifting from
being a merchant to being a merchant banker.
The frenetic, hustling atmosphere of these
formative years is vividly captured in the letter books of Nathan’s
which have survived. In a market crowded with numerous small
businesses, subject to rapid fluctuations in prices and interest
rates and almost completely unregulated, it took a combination of
burning aggression and cool calculation to survive and thrive.
Nathan Rothschild possessed both in abundance. He was prepared, in
his earliest days, to be ingratiating, on one occasion sending
Salomon Salomons a cask of wine in the hope of getting better
insurance rates.11 But soon the brash, even bullying
tone which seems to have come most naturally to him began to
predominate. As early as December 1800 he could write confidently
to one Scottish manufacturer with whom he had placed an order:
“[P]rovided you will exert your best endeavours to please me and
expeditiously, [you] may rest assured that it is in my power to
furnish you regularly with considerable commissions.” Two weeks
later he underlined the message: “I expect any day commis[sion]s
from the Continent. I certainly shall give you the preference but
wish to have the commis[sion]s you have . . . executed first before
I can give you any more. You request to have 3 weeks more to
execute it but the quicker you are in serving me, and the lower you
do it, the more com[missions] you may depend on.” When no response
was forthcoming, Nathan was indignant: “I am astonished that I have
not heard from you before this. When I was in Glasgow you promised
me faithfully to execute my order instantly and now it is a long
while ago that I never even heard from you. If you could execute
orders in a short time you might depend upon large commission for
it is of no use to give commission if they are not executed by the
promised time.” Another Scottish firm which delayed dispatching
goods he had ordered was reproached even more forcefully:
I suppose you keep them in possession as a
security untill I had sent you your very large Bill ! which
I think is very ungenteel conduct . . . I suppose you think I shall
never come to Glasgow or Paisley any more but I give you my honor I
will come again in 2 mo[nths] and I believe I shall be able to
procure plenty of goods for my method of payment.
A year later, he did not hesitate to accuse an
awkward French buyer of “chicanery.”
At times, Nathan felt himself almost at war with
his business rivals. He was on one occasion “surprized beyond
measure to be informed of the most scandalous and unfounded reports
that have been so industriously circulated in Frankfort by my
enemies.” There were, he told his father, “many people in this
country that would be very glad to support their own credit and
character by destroying mine—But I thank God that I am so firmly
established, that they cannot effect their purpose, by their wicked
and weak attempts.” No doubt his rivals did seek to get the better
of him. However, it is hard to avoid concluding that at times he
let his combative temper run away with him. “You are a great
rascal,” the Hamburg banker Behrens told him in the course of a
minor spat:
I . . . cannot but express my astonishment at the
tune [sic], as well as the contents [of your letter]; to be
sure you would like to make me believe you as virtuous as Cato and
as rigid in being as good as your word as Regulus; however whether
your wishes in this respect will ever succeed with me remains a
question which I have neither the leisure nor the humour to
investigate . . . You are often crazy, that’s what I think. Do you
fancy that you might frighten me because of your money? I have as
much as you have and I am not even living in England.
His partner Rindskopf once made the mistake of
criticising Nathan in the early stages of their collaboration. A
subsequent letter from Rindskopf suggests that Nathan had not taken
this well: “My speaking my mind openly to you proceeded from a real
friendship I bear towards you and if any unguarded expression made
its appearance it ought to be placed to the disappointment of the
moment and by no means the fault of the Heart but on my part
everything is buried in oblivion and I hope and wish you will on
your part do the same and consider myself now writing to my old
friend Mr Rothschild.” When a London merchant accused him of doing
business with “none but swindling houses,” Nathan was incensed:
I can assure you Sir that there is not a House
with whom I have transactions but both for respectability and
solidity are equal to your own; the richest and greatest Houses in
London, Hamburg and other places on the Continent are not
swindlers, and it is those houses with whom I do business . . . I
can prove to anyone that I never made a bad debt or lost a single
penny thro’ any of my friends being insolvent which I presume would
not have been the case had my business been done principally by
Swindlers . . . No one abhors chicanery and complaints more than I
do.
True, it was always extremely important, in the
volatile world of the early-nineteenth-century textile business, to
preserve one’s reputation as an honourable businessman, for on that
depended one’s creditworthiness in the eyes of others. All the
same, one sympathises with another correspondent, who evidently
found Nathan’s extreme belligerence hard to take:
The great misfortune is, that as soon as you are
answered on one point the vivacity of your imagination makes you
suggest another and a person in business who has something better
to do than eternally refute futile obsessions of every sort must be
naturally averse to follow you through the labyrinth of
misconceptions or erroneous statements in which the fertility of
your mind hurries you so continually to so little purpose to
yourself and to the dissatisfaction of others.
The question remains how financially successful
this aggressive young man actually was. Circumstantial evidence
suggests that Nathan did indeed do well. By 1804, when he was
granted letters of denization, he had a house in Downing Street,
Ardwick, a prosperous area of the town, as well as his warehouse in
Brown Street. Four years later he owned a “large and commodious”
warehouse adjoining a “spacious, modern and well built” town house
at 25 Mosley Street, “the most elegant street in Manchester.” Such
figures as it is possible to construct for the turnover of Nathan’s
business between 1800 and 1811 (when he closed down his Manchester
office) confirm the impression of rapid economic ascent (see
illustration 1.ii). Indeed, if we assume that he achieved profits
of, to err on the conservative side, 5 per cent on his gross sales
of around £800,000 over the whole period, then his subsequent claim
to Buxton that he made £40,000 as a textile merchant looks about
right. On the other hand, his progress was far from being as smooth
as he later claimed. As illustration 1.ii indicates, a good period
beginning in early 1804 and continuing until the autumn of 1805 was
succeeded by nearly two years of low turnover. This repeated itself
when rapid growth in the volume of Nathan’s business in 1808 and
1809 was choked off sharply in 1810.
Such abrupt ups and downs should not surprise us.
Business of the sort Nathan was engaged in was susceptible to sharp
seasonal and cyclical fluctuations at the best of times; Nathan had
to deal with the added disruption of intermittent war, with all the
restrictions on trade between England and the continent which
characterised the Napoleonic period. Even before war resumed
between England and France in 1803, he had been warned of possible
embargoes on cross-Channel trade.12 The climate for business was already
deteriorating in 1805, so that the formal imposition of a
blockade—by the Berlin decree banning British imports to the
territories under French control (November 1806)—merely set the
seal on a disastrous collapse. As one correspondent lamented as
early as November 1805: “The present time is the most critical and
the most unhappy for the Continent . . . no trade whatsoever, the
market overstocked with goods [and] no debts coming in.” At least
three firms with which Nathan had dealings, including M. M. David
in Hamburg, collapsed in the first months of 1806, well before the
imposition of the blockade in June. Thereafter, the choice for
firms like Nathan’s was between inactivity and sanctions-busting,
with all the risks that entailed. In May 1806 the Admiralty took
possession of five ships at Hull and seized contraband worth around
£20,000 which had been purchased in Manchester by three Jewish
merchants. Another, who had merely come to settle accounts with
Nathan, was arrested at Stockport. The French meanwhile did the
same, arresting Nathan’s new Hamburg agent Parish, who was forced
to sell goods of his at a heavy loss to avoid their confiscation.
The surviving letter copy books reveal that this was an especially
difficult period for Nathan, as his bills became progressively
harder and harder for Rindskopf to discount. As early as April 1806
Parish complained to Mayer Amschel that his son had exceeded his
credit limit by drawing on them for £2,000. And by the end of
August he appears to have owed Rindskopf over £28,000, on which he
was paying interest at 4.2 per cent per annum. Matters were
improved by the Treaty of Tilsit between Napoleon and the Tsar,
reports of which reached Nathan from his brother Amschel in July
1807; but the restrictions on cross-Channel trade remained in
force.
1.ii The turnover of Nathan Rothschlid’s
textile exporting business, 1801-1811(f).

Under these circumstances, Nathan therefore had
little option but to carry on his export business illegally—he
became, in a word, a smuggler. In October 1807 he was sending a
consignment of coffee to Sweden via Amsterdam, using an
American-registered ship and fake Dutch documents. Other favoured
routes for contraband were through Heligoland and the Baltic ports.
Of course, such shipments could not legally be insured, so that the
risks involved were very substantial. But so, presumably, were the
potential rewards. By 1808 Nathan had earned a reputation as a man
who had, thanks to his superior “management, judgement, foresight
and connections,” regularly “succeeded in getting goods to the
Continent”—though “not a word was passed about . . . how the
goods had been sent.” The recovery his business enjoyed in 1808 and
1809 was short-lived, however. In September 1809 a large shipment
to Riga was seized and could be released only by means of
“bribery—and a heavy tax indeed it was.” Another cargo suffered the
same fate at Königsberg.
The final blow came in October 1810, and it fell in
Frankfurt. Ironically, by this date, the Edict of Trianon of August
5 had relaxed somewhat the ban on imports, legalising the import of
so-called “colonial wares.” However, most Frankfurt firms continued
smuggling, partly in order to avoid the steep import tariff imposed
under the new rules, partly so that they could continue to deal in
goods defined as purely British. Mayer Amschel, for example,
received no fewer than seven shipments from England in July 1810
alone, worth altogether £45,000. On October 14 the Edict of
Fontainebleau was published, ordering the confiscation of all
English and colonial goods found to have been smuggled into French
controlled territory. Two infantry regiments occupied Frankfurt
and, on the basis of reports by a spy named Thiard, some 234 firms
had their premises raided. Mayer Amschel was caught with 60,000
gulden of contraband on his hands, about half of it indigo,
presumably sent by Nathan. Not only was the Trianon tariff levied
on the goods retrospectively (a fine which cost Mayer Amschel
nearly 20,000 francs); all the goods seized—worth around 100,000
gulden in all—were also publicly burnt. As one observer reported,
“The extent of general confusion which this has caused beggars
description.” Although Mayer Amschel got off relatively lightly—the
Bethmanns had to pay a fine of more than 360,000 francs—the crisis
was a watershed. Henceforth, such trade in commodities would play a
declining role in the Rothschilds’ business.13
For Nathan, this transition had begun in October
1806, with his marriage to Hannah, the daughter of Levi Barent
Cohen, a leading London merchant. Not only did this add to Nathan’s
capital, to the tune of £3,248 from her dowry and a further
substantial sum from his own father; it also made him the partner
of one of the more eminent figures in London’s Jewish community. It
was with Cohen that Nathan undertook much of his smuggling business
in 1807; and, like his previous partner Rindskopf, Cohen encouraged
his new son-in-law to widen the range of goods he exported to the
continent to include Indian and Baltic products as well as British
textiles. This was merely a stepping stone, however; for by now
Nathan had made up his mind to become a fully fledged banker. In
the eyes of at least one of his Manchester associates, he had
already achieved this as early as 1808, though he was not yet known
as such in London, having only acquired an address in the city (12
Great St Helens) that summer. Although Nathan’s earliest London
ledger books suggest that he was doing banking business by 1810 at
the latest, the move from Manchester was quite protracted, and it
was not until the beginning of July 1811 that he was able formally
to announce:
that the business heretofore carried on by the
undersigned Nathan Meyer [sic] Rothschild at Manchester,
under the firm of “Rothschild Brothers” will cease to be carried on
from this day, and any persons having dealings with that firm are
required to send their demands to pay their accounts to N. M.
Rothschild, at his Counting-House, in No. 2 New Court, St
Swithins-lane [sic], London.14
He had travelled a long way since leaving behind
the cramped confines of the Judengasse—and the discrimination
symbolised by the Judensau—just twelve years before. But
Nathan Rothschild could not have acquired his new City address at a
more propitious moment.