NS WRITTEN BY &c.
"translated by an Officer" (London, 1762), pp. 171, 172. One of the
best, or altogether the best, of Friedrich's excellent little Books
written successively (thrice-PRIVATE, could they have been kept so)
for the instruction of his Officers. Is to be found now in _OEuvres
de Frederic,_ xxviii. (that is vol. i. of the _"OEuvres Militaires,"_
which occupy 3 vols.) pp. 4 et seqq.]

Digesting many bitter-enough thoughts, Friedrich has cantoned about
Chrudim; expecting, in grim composed humor, the one Consolation there
can now be. February 25th, as readers well know, the Majesty of Hungary
and her Aulic Council had decided, "One stroke more, O Excellency
Robinson; one Battle more for our Silesian jewel of the crown! If
beaten, we will then give it up; oh, not till then!" Robinson and
Hyndford,--imagination may faintly represent their feelings, on the
wilful downbreak of Klein-Schnellendorf; or what clamor and urgency the
Majesty of Britain and they have been making ever since. But they could
carry it no further: "One stroke more!"

At Chrudim, and to the right and the left of it, sprinkled about in
long, very thin, elliptic shape (thirty or forty miles long, but capable
of coalescing "within eight-and-forty hours"), there lies Friedrich: the
Elbe River is behind him; beyond Elbe are his Magazines, at Konigsgratz,
Nimburg, Podiebrad, Pardubitz; the Giant Mountains, and world of
Bohemian Hills, closing-in the background, far off: that is his
position, if readers will consult their Map. The consolatory Visit, he
privately thinks, cannot be till the grass come; that is, not till June,
two months hence; but there also he was a little mistaken.

Chapter XI. --NUSSLER IN NEISSE, WITH THE OLD DESSAUER AND WALRAVE.

The Old Dessauer with part of his 20,000,--aided by Boy Dietrich
(KNABE, "Knave Dietrich," as one might fondly call him) and the Moravian
Meal-wagons,--accomplished his Troppau-Jablunka Problem perfectly well;
cleaning the Mountains, and keeping them clean, of that Pandour rabble,
as he was the man to do. Nor would his Expedition require mentioning
farther,--were it not for some slight passages of a purely Biographical
character; first of all, for certain rubs which befell between his
Majesty and him. For example, once, before that Interview at Chrudim,
just on entering Bohemia thitherward, Old Leopold had seen good to alter
his march-route; and--on better information, as he thought it, which
pr