uly not much, and indeed, as
it were, none at all in comparison to what he supposed he had!--One can
fancy the aversion of the little dapper Royalty to this heavy-footed
Prussian Barbarian, and the Prussian Barbarian's to him. The bloody nose
in childhood was but a symbol of what passed through life. In return for
his bloody nose, little George, five years the elder, had carried off
Caroline of Anspach; and left Friedrich Wilhelm sorrowing, a neglected
cub,--poor honest Beast tragically shorn of his Beauty. Offences could
not fail; these two Cousins went on offending one another by the mere
act of living simultaneously. A natural hostility, that between
George II. and Friedrich Wilhelm; anterior to Caroline of Anspach, and
independent of the collisions of interest that might fall out between
them. Enmity as between a glancing self-satisfied fop, and a loutish
thick-soled man of parts, who feels himself the better though the less
successful. House-Mastiff seeing itself neglected, driven to its
hutch, for a tricksy Ape dressed out in ribbons, who gets favor in the
drawing-room.

George, I perceive by the very State-Papers, George and his English
Lords have a provoking slighting tone towards Friedrich Wilhelm; they
answer his violent convictions, and thoroughgoing rapid proposals,
by brief official negation, with an air of superiority,--traces of, a
polite sneer perceptible, occasionally. A mere Clown of a King, thinks
George; a mere gesticulating Coxcomb, thinks Friedrich Wilhelm.
"MEIN BRUDER DER COMODIANT, My Brother the Play-actor" (parti-colored
Merry-Andrew, of a high-flying turn)! was Friedrich Wilhelm's private
name for him, in after days. Which George repaid by one equal to it, "My
Brother the Head-Beadle of the Holy Roman Empire,"--"ERZ-SANDSTREUER,"
who solemnly brings up the SANDBOX (no blotting-paper yet in use)
when the Holy Roman Empire is pleased to write. "ERZ-SANDSTREUER,
Arch-Sandbox-Beadle of the HEILIGE ROMISCHE REICH;" it is a lumbering
nickname, but intrinsically not without felicity, and the wittiest thing
I know of little George.

Special cause of quarrel they had none that was of the least
significance; and, at this time, prudent friends were striving to unite
them closer and closer, as the true policy for both; English Townshend
himself rather wishing it, as the best Prussian Officials eagerly
did; Queen Sophie passionate for it; and only a purchased Grumkow, a
Seckendorf and the Tobacco-Parlia