every word:--his Britannic
Majesty knows or should know my intentions never were to do him hurt,
but only to take care of myself; and pray inform him [what is the fact]
that I have ordered my Army in Brandenburg to go into winter-quarters,
and break up that Camp at Gottin.' Friedrich's talk to Neipperg is, How
he may assault the French with advantage: 'Join Lobkowitz and what force
he has in Bohmen; go right into your enemies, before they can unite
there. If the Queen prosper, I shall--perhaps I shall have no objection
to join her by and by? If her Majesty fail; well, every one must look
to himself.'" These words Hyndford listened to with an edacious solid
countenance, and greedily took them down. [Hyndford's Despatch, Breslau,
14th October, 1741.]

Once more, a curious glimpse (perhaps imprudently allowed us, in the
circumstances) into the real inner man of Friedrich. He had, at this
time, now that the Belleisle Adventure is left in such a state, no
essential reason to wish the French ruined,--nor probably did he; but
only stated both chances, as in the way of unguarded soliloquy; and
was willing to leave Neipperg a sweet morsel to chew. Secret mode of
corresponding with the Court of Austria is agreed upon; not direct, but
through certain Commandants, till the Peace-Treaty be perfected,--at
latest "by December 24th," we hope. And so, "BON VOYAGE, and well across
the Mountains, M. LE MARECHAL; till we meet again! And you,
Excellency Hyndford, be so good you as write to me,--for Valori's
behoof,--complaining that I am deaf to all proposals, that nothing can
be had of me. And other Letters, pray, of the like tenor, all round; to
Presburg, to England, to Dresden:--if the Couriers are seized, it shall
be well. 'Your Letter to myself, let a trumpet come with it while I am
at dinner,' and Valori beside me!"--"Certainly, your Majesty," answers
Hyndford; and does it, does all this; which produces a soothing effect
on Valori, poor soul!

FRIEDRICH TAKES NEISSE BY SHAM SIEGE (CAPTURE NOT SHAM); GETS HOMAGED IN
BRESLAU; AND RETURNS TO BERLIN.

Thus, if the Austrians hold to their bargain, has Friedrich, in a most
compendious manner, got done with a Business which threatened to be
infinite: by this short cut he, for his part, is quite out of the
waste-howling jungle of Enchanted Forest, and his foot again on the firm
free Earth. If only the Austrians hold to their bargain! But probably he
doubts if they will. Well, even i