in Sergeant,
Fugleman, or chief Corporal, stept out, saluting reverentially:
"Regiment Bernburg, IHRO MAJESTAT--?" "Hm; well, you did handsomely.
Yes, you shall have your side-arms back; all shall be forgotten and
washed out!" "And you are again our Gracious King, then?" says the
Sergeant, with tears in his eyes.--"GEWISS, Yea, surely!" [Tempelhof,
iv. 162-164.] Upon which, fancy what a peal of sound from the ecstatic
throat and heart of this poor Regiment. Which I have often thought of;
hearing mutinous blockheads, "glorious Sons of Freedom" to their own
thinking, ask their natural commanding Officer, "Are not we as good as
thou? Are not all men equal?" Not a whit of it, you mutinous blockheads;
very far from it indeed!

This was the breaking of Friedrich's imprisonment in the deadly
rock-labyrinths; this success at Liegnitz delivered him into free field
once more. For twenty-four hours more, indeed, the chance was still full
of anxiety to him; for twenty-four hours Daun, could he have been rapid,
still had the possibilities in hand;--but only Daun's Antagonist was
usually rapid. About 9 in the morning, all road-ready, this latter
Gentleman "gave three Salvos, as Joy-fire, on the field of Liegnitz;"
and, in the above succinct shape,--leaving Ziethen to come on, "with
the prisoners, the sick-wagons and captured cannon," in the
afternoon,--marched rapidly away. For Parchwitz, with our best speed:
Parchwitz is the road to Breslau, also to Glogau,--to Breslau, if it be
humanly possible! Friedrich has but two days' bread left; on the Breslau
road, at Auras, there is Czernichef with 24,000; there are, or there
may be, the Loudon Remnants rallied again, the Lacy Corps untouched, all
Daun's Force, had Daun made any despatch at all. Which Daun seldom did.
A man slow to resolve, and seeking his luck in leisure.

All judges say, Daun ought now to have marched, on this enterprise
of still intercepting Friedrich, without loss of a moment. But he
calculated Friedrich would probably spend the day in TE-DEUM-ing on the
Field (as is the manner of some); and that, by to-morrow, things would
be clearer to one's own mind. Daun was in no haste; gave no orders,--did
not so much as send Czernichef a Letter. Czernichef got one, however.
Friedrich sent him one; that is to say, sent him one TO INTERCEPT.
Friedrich, namely, writes a Note addressed to his Brother Henri:
"Austrians totally beaten this day; now for the Russians, dear Brother;
and