see, here at length, about half-past 4,
Sun now down, is the tardy Holstein, with his Cavalry, emerging from
the Woods. Comes wending on yonder, half a mile to north of us; straight
eastward or Elbe-ward (according to the order of last night), leaving
us and our death-struggles unregarded, as a thing that is not on his
tablets, and is no concern of Holstein's. Friedrich halts him, not
quite too late; organizes a new and third Attack. Simultaneous universal
effort of foot and horse upon Daun's Front; Holstein himself, who is
almost at Zinna by this time, to go upon Daun's right wing. This is
Attack Third; and is of sporadic intermittent nature, in the thickening
dusk and darkness: part of it successful, none of it beaten, but
nowhere the success complete. Thus, in the extreme west or leftmost of
Friedrich's attack, SPAEN Dragoons,--one of the last Horse Regiments
of Holstein's Column,--SPAEN Dragoons, under their Lieutenant-Colonel
Dalwig (a beautiful manoeuvrer, who has stormed through many fields,
from Mollwitz onwards), cut in, with an admired impetuosity, with an
audacious skill, upon, the Austrian Infantry Regiments there; broke
them to pieces, took two of them in the lump prisoners; bearded whole
torrents of Austrian cavalry rushing up to the rescue,--and brought off
their mass of prisoner regiments and six cannon;--the Austrian rescuers
being charged by some new Prussian party, and hunted home again.
[Tempelhof, iv. 305.] "Had these Prussian Horse been on their ground at
2 o'clock, and done as now, it is very evident," says Tempelhof, "what
the Battle of Torgau had by this time been!"

Near by, too, farther rightwards, if in the bewildering indistinctness
I might guess where (but the where is not so important to us), Baireuth
Dragoons, they of the 67 standards at Striegau long since, plunged into
the Austrian Battalions at an unsurpassable rate; tumbled four regiments
of them (Regiment KAISER, Regiment NEIPPERG,--nobody now cares which
four) heels over head, and in few minutes took the most of them
prisoners; bringing them home too, like Dalwig, through crowds of
rescuers. Eastward, again, or Elbe-ward, Holstein has found such
intricacies of ground, such boggy depths and rough steeps, his
Cavalry could come to no decisive sabring with the Austrian; but stood
exchanging shot;--nothing to be done on that right wing of Daun.

Daun's left flank, however, does appear, after Three such Attacks, to be
at last pretty we