ain. But, on the other hand, the
Hill-roads are reported absolutely impassable for baggage; Pombsen an
impossibility, as the other places have been. So Friedrich sits down
again in Seichau to consider; does not stir all day. To Mitchell's
horror, who, "with great labor," burns all the legationary ciphers and
papers ("impossible to save the baggage if we be attacked in this hollow
pot of a camp"), and feels much relieved on finishing. [Mitchell, ii.
144; Tempelhof, iv. 144.]

Towards sunset, General Bulow, with the Second Line (second column of
march), is sent out Goldberg-way, to take hold of the passage of the
Katzbach: and at 8 that night we all march, recrossing there about 1
in the morning; thence down our left bank to Liegnitz for the second
time,--sixteen hours of it in all, or till noon of the 13th. Mitchell
had been put with the Cavalry part; and "cannot but observe to your
Lordship what a chief comfort it was in this long, dangerous and painful
March," to have burnt one's ciphers and dread secrets quite out of the
way.

And thus, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 13th, about noon, we are in our old Camp;
Head-quarter in the southern suburb of Liegnitz (a wretched little
Tavern, which they still show there, on mythical terms): main part of
the Camp, I should think, is on that range of Heights, which reaches two
miles southward, and is now called "SIEGESBERG (Victory Hill)," from
a modern Monument built on it, after nearly 100 years. Here Friedrich
stays one day,--more exactly, 30 hours;--and his shifting, next time, is
extremely memorable.

BATTLE, IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD OF LIEGNITZ, DOES ENSUE (Friday morning,
15th August, 1760).

Daun, Lacy and Loudon, the Three-lipped Pincers, have of course
followed, and are again agape for Friedrich, all in scientific postures:
Daun in the Jauer region, seven or eight miles south; Lacy about
Goldberg, as far to southwest; Loudon "between Jeschkendorf and
Koischwitz," northeastward, somewhat closer on Friedrich, with the
Katzbach intervening. That Czernichef, with an additional 24,000, to
rear of Loudon, is actually crossing Oder at Auras, with an eye to
junction, Friedrich does not hear till to-morrow. [Tempelhof, iv.
148-151; Mitchell, ii. 197.]

The scene is rather pretty, if one admired scenes. Liegnitz, a square,
handsome, brick-built Town, of old standing, in good repair (population
then, say 7,000), with fine old castellated edifices and aspects:
pleasant meeting, in level