Chapter I.--THE CAMPAIGN OPENS.

Seldom was there seen such a combination against any man as this against

Friedrich, after his Saxon performances in 1756. The extent of his sin,

which is now ascertained to have been what we saw, was at that time

considered to transcend all computation, and to mark him out for

partition, for suppression and enchainment, as the general enemy of

mankind. "Partition him, cut him down," said the Great Powers to one

another; and are busy, as never before, in raising forces, inciting new

alliances and calling out the general POSSE COMITATUS of mankind, for

that salutary object. What tempestuous fulminations in the Reichstag,

and over all Europe, England alone excepted, against this man!

Latterly the Swedes, who at first had compunctions on the score of

Protestantism, have agreed to join in the Partitioning adventure: "It

brings us his Pommern, all Pommern ours!" cry the Swedish Parliamentary

Eloquences (with French gold in their pocket): "At any rate," whisper

they, "it spites the Queen his Sister!"--and drag the poor Swedish

Nation into a series of disgraces and disastrous platitudes it was

little anticipating. This precious French-Swedish Bargain ("Swedes to

invade with 25,000; France to give fair subsidy," and bribe largely) was

consummated in March; ["21st March, 1757" (Stenzel, v. 38; &c.).] but

did not become known to Friedrich for some months later; nor was it of

the importance he then thought it, in the first moment of surprise and

provocation. Not indeed of importance to anybody, except, in the reverse

way, to poor Sweden itself, and to the French, who had spent a great

deal of pains and money on it, and continued to spend, with as good as

no result at all. For there never was such a War, before or since,

not even by Sweden in the Captainless state! And the one profit the

copartners reaped from it, was some discountenance it gave to the rumor

which had risen, more extensively than we should now think, and even

some nucleus of fact in it as appears, That Austria, France and the

Catholic part of the Reich were combining to put down Protestantism. To

which they could now answer, "See, Protestant Sweden is with us!"--and

so weaken a little what was pretty much Friedrich's last hold on the

public sympathies at this time.

As to France itself,--to France, Austria, Russia,--bound by such

earthly Treaties, and the call of very Heaven, shall they not, in united

puissance and indignation, rise to the rescue? France, touched to the

heart by such treatment of a Saxon Kurfurst, and bound by Treaty of

Westphalia to protect all members of the Reich (which it has sometimes,

to our own knowledge, so carefully done), is almost more ardent than

Austria itself. France, Austria, Russia; to these add Polish Majesty

himself; and latterly the very Swedes, by French bribery at Stockholm:

these are the Partitioning Powers;--and their shares (let us spare one

line for their shares) are as follows.

The Swedes are to have Pommern in whole; Polish-Saxon Majesty gets

Magdeburg, Halle, and opulent slices thereabouts; Austria's share,

we need not say, is that jewel of a Silesia. Czarish Majesty, on the

extreme East, takes Preussen, Konigsberg-Memel Country in whole; adds

Preussen to her as yet too narrow Territories. Wesel-Cleve Country, from

the other or Western extremity, France will take that clipping, and make

much of it. These are quite serious business-engagements, engrossed on

careful parchment, that Spring, 1757, and I suppose not yet boiled down

into glue, but still to be found in dusty corners, with the tape much

faded. The high heads, making preparation on the due scale, think them

not only executable, but indubitable, and almost as good as done. Push

home upon him, as united Posse Comitatus of Mankind; in a sacred cause

of Polish Majesty and Public Justice, how can one malefactor resist?"AH,

MA TRES-CHERE" and "Oh, my dearest Princess and Cousin," what a chance

has turned up!

It is computed that there are arrayed against this one King, under

their respective Kings, Empress-Queens, Swedish Senates, Catins and

Pompadours, populations to the amount of above 100 millions,--in after

stages, I remember to have seen "150 millions" loosely given as the

exaggerated cipher. Of armed soldiers actually in the field against him

(against Hanover and him), in 1757, there are, by strict count, 430,000.

Friedrich's own Dominions at this time contain about Five Millions of

Population; of Revenue somewhat less than Two Millions sterling. New

taxes he cannot legally, and will not, lay on his People. His SCHATZ

(ready-money Treasure, or Hoard yearly accumulating for such end) is, I

doubt not, well filled,--express amount not mentioned. Of drilled men he

has, this Year, 150,000 for the field; portioned out thriftily,--as well

beseems, against Four Invasions coming on him from different points. In

the field, 150,000 soldiers, probably the best that ever were; and

in garrison, up and down (his Country being, by nature, the least

defensible of all Countries), near 40,000, which he reckons of inferior

quality. So stands the account. [Stenzel, iv. 308, 306, v. 39; Ranke,

iii. 415; Preuss, ii, 389, 43, 124; &c. &c.;--substantially true, I

doubt not; but little or nothing of it so definite and conclusively

distinct as it ought, in all items, to have been by this time,--had poor

Dryasdust known what he was doing.] These are, arithmetically precise,

his resources,--PLUS only what may lie in his own head and heart, or

funded in the other heads and hearts, especially in those 150,000,

which he and his Fathers have been diligently disciplining, to good

perfection, for four centuries come the time.

France, urged by Pompadour and the enthusiasms, was first in the field.

The French Army, in superb equipment, though privately in poorish state

of discipline, took the road early in March; "March 26th and 27th,"

it crossed the German Border, Cleve Country and Koln Country; had been

rumored of since January and February last, as terrifically grand;

and here it now actually is, above 100,000 strong,--110,405, as

the Army-Lists, flaming through all the Newspapers, teach mankind.

[_Helden-Geschichte,_ iv. 391; iii. 1073.] Bent mainly upon Prussia,

it would seem; such the will of Pompadour. Mainly upon Prussia; Marechal

d'Estrees, crossing at Koln, made offers even to his Britannic Majesty

to be forgiven in comparison; "Yield us a road through your Hanover,

merely a road to those Halberstadt-Magdeburg parts, your Hanover shall

have neutrality!" "Neutrality to Hanover?" sighed Britannic Majesty:

"Alas, am not I pledged by Treaty? And, alas, withal, how is it

possible, with that America hanging over us?" and stood true. Nor is

this all, on the part of magnanimous France: there is a Soubise getting

under way withal, Soubise and 30,000, who will reinforce the Reich's

Armament, were it on foot, and be heard of by and by! So high runs

French enthusiasm at present. A new sting of provocation to Most

Christian Majesty, it seems, has been Friedrich's conduct in that

Damiens matter (miserable attempt, by a poor mad creature, to

assassinate; or at least draw blood upon the Most Christian Majesty

["Evening of 5th January, 1757" (exuberantly plentiful details of it,

and of the horrible Law-procedures which followed on it: In Adelung,

viii. 197-220; Barbier, &c. &c.).]); about which Friedrich, busy

and oblivious, had never, in common politeness, been at the pains to

condole, compliment, or take any notice whatever. And will now take the

consequences, as due!--

The Wesel-Cleve Countries these French find abandoned: Friedrich's

garrisons have had orders to bring off the artillery and stores, blow up

what of the works are suitable for blowing up; and join the "Britannic

Army of Observation" which is getting itself together in those regions.

Considerable Army, Britannic wholly in the money part: new Hanoverians

so many, Brunswickers, Buckeburgers, Sachsen-Gothaers so many; add those

precious Hanoverian-Hessian 20,000, whom we have had in England guarding

our liberties so long,--who are now shipped over in a lot; fair wind

and full sea to them. Army of 60,000 on paper; of effective more than

50,000; Head-quarters now at Bielefeld on the Weser;--where, "April

16th," or a few days later, Royal Highness of Cumberland comes to take

command; likely to make a fine figure against Marechal d'Estrees and his

100,000 French! But there was no helping it. Friedrich, through Winter,

has had Schmettau earnestly flagitating the Hanoverian Officialities:

"The Weser is wadable in many places, you cannot defend the Weser!"

and counselling and pleading to all lengths,--without the least effect.

"Wants to save his own Halberstadt lands, at our expense!" Which was the

idea in London, too: "Don't we, by Apocalyptic Newswriters and eyesight

of our own, understand the man?" Pitt is by this time in Office,

who perhaps might have judged a little otherwise. But Pitt's seat is

altogether temporary, insecure; the ruling deities Newcastle and

Royal Highness, who withal are in standing quarrel. So that Friedrich,

Schmettau, Mitchell pleaded to the deaf. Nothing but "Defend the Weser,"

and ignorant Fatuity ready for the Impossible, is to be made out there.

"Cannot help it, then," thinks Friedrich, often enough, in bad moments;

"Army of Observation will have its fate. Happily there are only 5,000

Prussians in it, Wesel and the other garrisons given up!"

Only 5,000 Prussians: by original Engagement, there should have

been 25,000; and Friedrich's intention is even 45,000 if he prosper

otherwise. For in January, 1757 (Anniversary, or nearly so, of that

NEUTRALITY CONVENTION last year), there had been--encouraged by Pitt,

as I could surmise, who always likes Friedrich--a definite, much closer

TREATY OF ALLIANCE, with "Subsidy of a million sterling," Anti-Russian

"Squadron of Observation in the Baltic," "25,000 Prussians," and other

items, which I forget. Forget the more readily, as, owing to the strange

state of England (near suffocating in its Constitutional bedclothes),

the Treaty could not be kept at all, or serve as rule to poor England's

exertions for Friedrich this Year; exertions which were of the

willing-minded but futile kind, going forward pell-mell, not by plan,

and could reach Friedrich only in the lump,--had there been any "lump"

of them to sum together. But Pitt had gone out;--we shall see what, in

Pitt's absence, there was! So that this Treaty 1757 fell quite into

the waste-basket (not to say, far deeper, by way of "pavement" we know

where!),--and is not mentioned in any English Book; nor was known to

exist, till some Collector of such things printed it, in comparatively

recent times. ["M. Koch in 1802," not very perfectly (Scholl, iii. 30

n.; who copies what Koch has given).] A Treaty 1757, which, except

as emblem of the then quasi-enchanted condition of England, and as

Foreshadow of Pitt's new Treaty in January, 1758, and of three others

that followed and were kept to the letter, is not of moment farther.

REICH'S THUNDER, SLIGHT SURVEY OF IT; WITH QUESTION, WHITHERWARD, IF

ANY-WHITHER.

The thunderous fulminations in the Reich's-Diet--an injured Saxony

complaining, an insulted Kaiser, after vain DEHORTATORIUMS, reporting

and denouncing "Horrors such as these: What say you, O Reich?"--have

been going on since September last; and amount to boundless masses

of the liveliest Parliamentary Eloquence, now fallen extinct to all

creatures. [Given, to great lengths, in _Helden-Geschichte,_ iii. iv.

(and other easily avoidable Books).] The Kaiser, otherwise a solid

pacific gentleman, intent on commercial operations (furnishes a good

deal of our meal, says Friedrich), is Officially extremely violent in

behalf of injured Saxony,--that is to say, in fact, of injured Austria,

which is one's own. Kur-Mainz, Chairman of the Diet (we remember how he

was got, and a Battle of Dettingen fought in consequence, long since);

Kur-Mainz is admitted to have the most decided Austrian leanings:

Britannic George, Austria being now in the opposite scale, finds him

an unhandy Kur-Mainz, and what profit it was to introduce false weights

into the Reich's balance that time! Not for long generations before, had

the poor old semi-imaginary Reich's-Diet risen into such paroxysms; nor

did it ever again after. Never again, in its terrestrial History, was

there such agonistic parliamentary struggle, and terrific noise of

parliamentary palaver, witnessed in the poor Reich's-Diet. Noise and

struggle rising ever higher, peal after peal, from September, 1756, when

it started, till August, 1757, when it had reached its acme (as perhaps

we shall see), though it was far from ending then, or for years to come.

Contemporary by-standers remark, on the Austrian part, extraordinary

rage and hatred against Prussia; which is now the one point memorable.

Austria is used to speak loud in the Diet, as we have ourselves seen:

and it is again (if you dive into those old AEolus'-Caves, at your

peril) unpleasantly notable to what pitch of fixed rage, and hot sullen

hatred Austria has now gone; and how the tone has in it a potency of

world-wide squealing and droning, such as you nowhere heard before.

Omnipotence of droning, edged with shrieky squealing, which fills the

Universe, not at all in a melodious way. From the depths of the gamut

to the shrieky top again,--a droning that has something of porcine or

wild-boar character. Figure assembled the wild boars of the world, all

or mostly all got together, and each with a knife just stuck into its

side, by a felonious individual too well known,--you will have some

notion of the sound of these things. Friedrich sometimes remonstrates:

"Cannot you spare such phraseology, unseemly to Kings? The quarrels of

Kings have to be decided by the sword; what profit in unseemly language,

Madam?"--but, for the first year and more, there was no abatement on the

Austrian part.

Friedrich's own Delegate at Regensburg, a Baron von Plotho, come of

old Brandenburg kindred, is a resolute, ready-tongued, very undaunted

gentleman; learned in Diplomacies and Reich's Law; carries his head

high, and always has his story at hand. Argument, grounded on Reich's

Law and the nature of the case, Plotho never lacks, on spur of the hour:

and is indeed a very commendable parliamentary mastiff; and honorable

and melodious in the bark of him, compared with those infuriated

porcine specimens. He has Kur-Hanover for ally on common occasions, and

generally from most Protestant members individually, or from the CORPUS

EVANGELICORUM in mass, some feeble whimper of support. Finds difficulty

in getting his Reich's Pleadings printed;--dangerous, everywhere in

those Southern Parts, to print anything whatever that is not Austrian:

so that Plotho, at length, gets printers to himself, and sets up a

Printing-Press in his own house at Regensburg. He did a great deal of

sonorous pleading for Friedrich; proud, deep-voiced, ruggedly logical;

fairly beyond the Austrian quality in many cases,--and always far

briefer, which is another high merit. October coming, we purpose to

look in upon Plotho for one minute; "October 14th, 1757;" which may

be reckoned essentially the acme or turning-point of these unpleasant

thunderings. [_Helden-Geschichte,_ iv. 745-749.]

What good he did to Friedrich, or could have done with the tongue of

angels in such an audience, we do not accurately know. Some good he

would do even in the Reich's-Diet there; and out of doors, over a German

public, still more; and is worth his frugal wages,--say 1,000 pounds a

year, printing and all other expense included! This is a mere guess of

mine, Dryasdust having been incurious: but, to English readers it is

incredible for what sums Friedrich got his work done, no work ever

better. Which is itself an appreciable advantage, computable in pounds

sterling; and is the parent of innumerable others which no Arithmetic

or Book-keeping by Double Entry will take hold of, and which are indeed

priceless for Nations and for persons. But this poor old bedridden

Reich, starting in agonistic spasm at such rate: is it not touching, in

a Corpus moribund for so many Centuries past! The Reich is something;

though it is not much, nothing like so much as even Kaiser Franz

supposes it. Much or not so much, Kaiser Franz wishes to secure it for

himself; Friedrich to hinder him,--and it must be a poor something, if

not worth Plotho's wages on Friedrich's part.

It would insult the patience of every reader to go into these spasmodic

tossings of the poor paralytic Reich; or to mention the least item of

them beyond what had some result, or fraction of result, on the world's

real affairs. We shall say only, therefore, that after tempests not a

few of porcine squealing, answered always by counter-latration on the

vigilant Plotho's part;--squealing, chiefly, from the Reich's-Hofrath

at Vienna, the Head Tribunal of Imperial Majesty, which sits judging and

denouncing there, touched to the soul, as if by a knife driven into

its side, by those unheard-of treatments of Saxony and disregard to

our DEHORTATORIUMS, and which bursts out, peal after peal, filling the

Universe, Plotho not unvigilant;--the poor old Reich's-Diet did at

last get into an acting posture, and determine, by clear majority of 99

against 60, that there should be a "Reich's Execution Army" got on foot.

Reich's Execution Army to coerce, by force of arms, this nefarious King

of Prussia into making instant restitution to Saxony, with ample damages

on the nail; that right be done to Kurfursts of this Reich. To such

height of vigor has the Reich's-Diet gone;--and was voting it at

Regensburg January 10th, 1757; [_Helden-Geschichte,_ iv. 252, 302,

330; Stenzel, v. 32.] that very day when nefarious Friedrich at Berlin,

case-hardened in iniquity to such a pitch, sat writing his INSTRUCTION

TO COUNT FINCK, which we read not long since. Simultaneous movements,

unknown to one another, in this big wrestle.

Reich's-Diet perfected its Vote; had it quite through, and sanctioned

by the Kaiser's Majesty, January 29th: "Arming to be a TRIPLUM" (triple

contingent required of you this time); with Romish-months (ROMERMONATE)

of cash contributions from all and sundry (rigorously gathered, I should

hope, where Austria has power), so many as will cover the expense. Army

to be got on actual foot hastily, instantly if possible: an "EILENDE

REICHS-EXECUTIONS ARMEE;" so it ran, but the word EILENDE (speedy) had

a mischance in printing, and was struck off into ELENDE (contemptibly

wretched): so that on all Market-Squares and Public Places of poor

Teutschland, you read flaming Placards summoning out, not a speedy or

immediate, but "a MISERABLE Reich's Execution Army!" A word which, we

need not say, was laughed at by the unfeeling part of the public; and

was often called to mind by the Reich's Execution Army's performances,

when said SPEEDY Army did at last take the field.

For the Reich performed its Vote; actually had a Reich's Execution Army;

the last it ever had in this world, not by any means the worst it ever

had, for they used generally to be bad. Commanders, managers are named,

Romermonate are gathered in, or the sure prospect of them; and,

through May-June, 1757, there is busy stir, of drumming, preparing and

enlisting, all over the Reich. End of July, we shall see the Reich's

Army in Camp; end of August, actually in the field; and later on, a

touch of its fighting withal. Many other things the Reich tried against

unfortunate Friedrich,--gradual advance, in fact, to Ban of the Reich

(or total anathema and cutting-off from fire and water): but in none of

these, in Ban as little as any, did it come to practical result at all,

or acquire the least title to be remembered at this day. Finis of Ban,

some eight months hence, has something of attractive as futility,

the curious Death of a Futility. Finis of Ban (October 14th, already

indicated) we may for one moment look in upon, if there be one moment

to spare; the rest--readers may fancy it; and read only of the actuality

and fighting part, which will itself be enough for them on such a

matter.

FRIEDRICH SUDDENLY MARCHES ON PRAG.

Four Invasions, from their respective points of the compass, northeast,

northwest, southeast and southwest: here is a formidable outlook for

the one man against whom they are all advancing open-mouthed. The one

man--with nothing but a Duke of Cumberland and his Observation Army for

backing in such duel--had need to look to himself! Which, we well know,

he does; wrapt in profoundly silent vigilance, with his plans all laid.

Of the Four Invasions, three, the Russian, French, Austrian, are

very large; and the two latter, especially the last, are abundantly

formidable. The Swedish, of which there is rumoring, he hopes may come

to little, or not come at all. Nor is Russia, though talking big, and

actually getting ready above 100,000 men, so immediately alarming.

Friedrich always hopes the English, with their guineas and their

managements, will do something for him in that quarter; and he knows,

at worst, that the Russian Hundred Thousand will be a very slow-moving

entity. The Swedish Invasion Friedrich, for the present, leaves to

chance: and against Russia, he has sent old Marshal Lehwald into those

Baltic parts; far eastward, towards the utmost Memel Frontier, to put

the Country upon its own defence, and make what he can of it with 30,000

men,--West-Prussian militias a good few of them. This is all he can

spare on the Swedish-Russian side: Austria and France are the perilous

pair of entities; not to be managed except by intense concentration of

stroke; and by going on them in succession, if one have luck!--

Friedrich's motions and procedures in canton-quarters, through Winter

and in late months, have led to the belief that he means to stand on the

defensive; that the scene of the Campaign will probably be Saxony;

and that Austria, for recovering injured Saxony, for recovering dear

Silesia, will have to take an invasive attitude. And Austria is busy

everywhere preparing with that view. Has Tolpatcheries, and advanced

Brigades, still harassing about in the Lausitz. A great Army assembling

at Prag,--Browne forward towards the Metal Mountains securing posts,

gathering magazines, for the crossing into Saxony there. There, it is

thought, the tug of war will probably be. Furious, and strenuous, it is

not doubted, on this Friedrich's part: but against such odds, what can

he do? With Austrians in front, with Russians to left, with French to

right and arear, not to mention Swedes and appendages: surely here, if

ever, is a lost King!--

It is by no means Friedrich's intention that Saxony itself shall need to

be invaded. Friedrich's habit is, as his enemies might by this time be

beginning to learn, not that of standing on the defensive, but that of

GOING on it, as the preferable method wherever possible. March 24th,

Friedrich had quitted Dresden City; and for a month after (head-quarters

Lockwitz, edge of the Pirna Country), he had been shifting,

redistributing, his cantoned Army,--privately into the due Divisions,

due readiness for march. Which done, on fixed days, about the end of

April, the whole Army, he himself from Lockwitz, April 20th,--to the

surprise of Austria and the world, Friedrich in three grand Columns,

Bevern out of the Lausitz, King himself over the Metal Mountains,

Schwerin out of Schlesien, is marching with extraordinary rapidity

direct for Prag; in the notion that a right plunge into the heart of

Bohemia will be the best defence for Saxony and the other places under

menace.

This is a most unexpected movement; which greatly astonishes the

world-theatre, pit, boxes and gallery alike (as Friedrich's sudden

movements often do); and which is, above all, interesting on the stage

itself, where the actors had been counting on a quite opposite set of

entries and activities! Feldmarschall Browne and General Konigseck (not

our old friend Konigseck, who used to dry-nurse in the Netherlands, but

his nephew and heir) may cease gathering Magazines, in those Lausitz

and Metal-Mountain parts: happy could they give wings to those already

gathered! Magazines, for Austrian service, are clearly not the things

wanted there. One does not burn one's Magazines till the last extremity;

but wings they have none; and such is the enigmatic velocity of those

Prussian movements, one seldom has time even to burn them, in the last

crisis of catastrophe! Considerable portions of that provender fell into

the Prussian throat; as much as "three months' provision for the

whole Army," count they,--adding to those Frontier sundries the really

important Magazine which they seized at Jung-Bunzlau farther in.

[_Helden-Geschichte_, iv. 6-13; &c.] It is one among their many greater

advantages from this surprisal of the enemy, and sudden topsy-turvying

of his plans. Browne and Konigseck have to retire on Prag at their

swiftest; looking to more important results than Magazines.

It is Friedrich's old plan. Long since, in 1744, we saw a march of this

kind, Three Columns rushing with simultaneous rapidity on Prag; and need

not repeat the particulars on this occasion. Here are some Notes on the

subject, which will sufficiently bring it home to readers:--

"The Three Columns were, for a part of the way, Four; the King's being,

at first, in two branches, till they united again, on the other side

of the Hills. For the King," what is to be noted, "had shot out, three

weeks before, a small preliminary branch, under Moritz of Dessau; who

marched, well westward, by Eger (starting from Chemnitz in Saxony); and

had some tussling with our poor old friend Duke d'Ahremberg, Browne's

subordinate in those parts. D'Ahremberg, having 20,000 under him, would

not quit Eger for Moritz; but pushed out Croats upon him, and sat still.

This, it was afterwards surmised, had been a feint on Friedrich's part;

to give the Austrians pleasant thoughts: 'Invading us, is he? Would fain

invade us, but cannot!' Moritz fell back from Eger; and was ready to

join the King's march, (at Linay, April 23d' (third day from Lockwitz,

on the King's part). Onwards from which point the Columns are

specifically Three; in strength, and on routes, somewhat as follows:--

1. "The FIRST Column, or King's,--which is 60,000 after this junction,

45,000 foot, 15,000 horse,--quitted Lockwitz (head-quarter for a month

past), WEDNESDAY, APRIL 20TH. They go by the Pascopol and other roads;

through Pirna, for one place: through Karbitz, Aussig, are at Linay on

the 23d; where Moritz joins: 24th, in the united state, forward again

(leave Lobositz two miles to left); to Trebnitz, 25th, and rest there

one day.

"At Aussig an unfortunate thing befell. Zastrow, respectable old General

Zastrow, was to drive the Austrians out of Aussig: Zastrow does it,

April 22d-23d, drives them well over the heights; April 25th, however,

marching forward towards Lobositz, Zastrow is shot through both temples

(Pandour hid among the bushes and cliffs, OTHER side of Elbe), and falls

dead on the spot. Buried in GOTTLEUBE Kirk, 1st May."

In these Aussig affairs, especially in recapturing the Castle of

Tetschen near by, Colonel Mayer, father of the new "Free-Corps," did

shining service;--and was approved of, he and they. And, a day or

two after, was detached with a Fifteen Hundred of that kind, on more

important business: First, to pick up one or two Bohemian Magazines

lying handy; after which, to pay a visit to the Reich and its bluster

about Execution-Army, and teach certain persons who it is they are

thundering against in that awkwardly truculent manner! Errand shiningly

done by Mayer, as perhaps we may hear,--and certainly as all the

Newspapers loudly heard,--in the course of the next two months.

At crossing of the Eger, Friedrich's Column had some chasing of poor

D'Ahremberg; attempting to cut him off from his Bridges, Bridge of

Koschlitz, Bridge of Budin; but he made good despatch, Browne and he;

and, except a few prisoners of Ziethen's gathering, and most of his

Magazines unburnt, they did him no damage. The chase was close enough;

more than once, the Austrian head-quarter of to-night was that of the

Prussians to-morrow. Monday, May 2d, Friedrich's Column was on the

Weissenberg of Prag; Browne, D'Ahremberg, and Prince Karl, who is now

come up to take command, having hastily filed through the City, leaving

a fit garrison, the day before. Except his Magazines, nothing the least

essential went wrong with Browne; but Konigseck, who had not a Friedrich

on his heels,--Konigseck, trying more, as his opportunities were

more,--was not quite so lucky.

2. "Column SECOND, to the King's left, comes from the Lausitz under

Brunswick-Bevern,--18,000 foot, 5,000 horse. This is the Bevern who so

distinguished himself at Lobositz last year; and he is now to culminate

into a still brighter exploit,--the last of his very bright ones, as it

proved. Bevern set out from about Zittau (from Grottau, few miles south

of Zittau), the same day with Friedrich, that is April 20th;--and had

not well started till he came upon formidable obstacles. Came upon

General Konigseck, namely: a Konigseck manoeuvring ahead, in superior

force; a Maguire, Irish subordinate of Konigseck's, coming from the

right to cut off our baggage (against whom Bevern has to detach); a

Lacy, coming from the left;--or indeed, Konigseck and Lacy in concert,

intending to offer battle. Battle of Reichenberg, which accordingly

ensued, April 21st,"--of which, though it was very famous for so small a

Battle, there can be no account given here.

The short truth is, Konigseck falling back, Parthian-like, with a force

of 30,000 or more, has in front of him nothing but Bevern; who, as he

issues from the Lausitz, and till he can unite with Schwerin farther

southward, is but some 20,000 odd: cannot Konigseck call halt, and

bid Bevern return, or do worse? Konigseck, a diligent enough soldier,

determines to try; chooses an excellent position,--at or round

Reichenberg, which is the first Bohemian Town, one march from Zittau in

the Lausitz, and then one from Liebenau, which latter would be Bevern's

SECOND Bohemian stage on the Prag road, if he continued prosperous.

Reichenberg, standing nestled among hills in the Neisse Valley (one

of those Four Neisses known to us, the Neisse where Prince Karl got

exploded, in that signal manner, Winter, 1745, by a certain King),

offers fine capabilities; which Konigseck has laid hold of. There is

especially one excellent Hollow (on the left or western bank of Neisse

River, that is, ACROSS from Reichenberg), backed by woody hills, nothing

but hills, brooks, woods all round; Hollow scooped out as if for the

purpose; and altogether of inviting character to Konigseck. There,

"Wednesday, April 20th," Konigseck posts himself, plants batteries,

fells abatis; plenty of cannon, of horse and foot, and, say all

soldiers, one of the best positions possible.

So that Bevern, approaching Reichenberg at evening, evening of his

first march, Wednesday, April 20th, finds his way barred; and that the

difficulties may be considerable. "Nothing to be made of it to-night,"

thinks Bevern; "but we must try to-morrow!" and has to take camp,

"with a marshy brook in front of him," some way on the hither side of

Reichenberg; and study overnight what method of unbarring there may be.

Thursday morning early, Bevern, having well reconnoitred and studied,

was at work unbarring. Bevern crossed his own marshy brook; courageously

assaulted Konigseck's position, left wing of Konigseck; stormed the

abatis, the batteries, plunged in upon Konigseck, man to man, horse to

horse, and after some fierce enough but brief dispute, tumbled Konigseck

out of the ground. Konigseck made some attempt to rally; attempted

twice, but in vain; had fairly to roll away, and at length to run,

leaving 1,000 dead upon the field, about 500 prisoners; one or two guns,

and I forget how many standards, or whether any kettle-drums. This

was thought to be a decidedly bright feat on Bevern's part

(rather mismanaged latterly on Konigseck's); [Tempelhof, i. 100;

_Helden-Geschichte,_ iii. 1077 (Friedrich's own Account, "Linay in

Bohmen, 24th April, 1757"); &c. &c. There is, in Busching's _Magazin_

(xvi. 139 et seq.), an intelligible sketch of this Action of

Reichenherg, with satirical criticisms, which have some basis, on Lacy,

Maguire and others, by an Anonymous Military Cynic,--who gives many

such in BUSCHING (that of Fontenoy, for example), not without force of

judgment, and signs of wide study and experience in his trade.]--much

approved by Friedrich, as he hears of it, at Linay, on his own

prosperous march Prag-ward. A comfortable omen, were there nothing more.

Konigseck and Company, torn out of Reichenberg, and set running, could

not fairly halt again and face about till at Liebenau, twenty miles off,

where they found some defile or difficult bit of ground fit for them;

and this too proved capable of yielding pause for a few hours only. For

Schwerin, with his Silesian Column, was coming up from the northeast,

threatening Konigseck on flank and rear: Konigseck could only tighten

his straps a little at this Liebenau, and again get under way; and

making vain attempts to hinder the junction of Schwerin and Bevern, to

defend the Jung-Bunzlau Magazine, or do any good in those parts, except

to detain the Schwerin-Bevern people certain hours (I think, one day in

all), had nothing for it but to gird himself together, and retreat on

Prag and the Ziscaberg, where his friends now were.

The Austrian force at Reichenberg was 20,000; would have been 30 and

odd thousands, had Maguire come up (as he might have done, had not the

appearances alarmed him too much); Bevern, minus the Detachment sent

against Maguire, was but 15,000 in fight; and he has quite burst the

Austrians away, who had plugged his road for him in such force: is it

not a comfortable little victory, glorious in its sort; and a good omen

for the bigger things that are coming? Bevern marched composedly on,

after this inspiriting tussle, through Liebenau and what defiles

there were; April 24th, at Turnau, he falls into the Schwerin Column;

incorporates himself therewith, and, as subordinate constituent part,

accompanies Schwerin thenceforth.

3. "Column THIRD was Schwerin's, out of Schlesien; counted to be 32,000

foot, 12,000 horse. Schwerin, gathering himself, from Glatz and the

northerly country, at Landshut,--very careless, he, of the pleasant

Hills, and fine scattered peaks of the Giant Mountains thereabouts,--was

completely gathered foremost of all the Columns, having farthest to go.

And on Monday, 18th April, started from Landshut, Winterfeld leading one

division. In our days, it is the finest of roads; high level Pass, of

good width, across the Giant Range; pleasant painted hamlets sprinkling

it, fine mountain ridges and distant peaks looking on; Schneekoppe

(SNOWfell, its head bright-white till July come) attends you, far to

the right, all the way:--probably Sprite Rubezahl inhabits there; and no

doubt River Elbe begins his long journey there, trickling down in little

threads over yonder, intending to float navies by and by: considerations

infinitely indifferent to Schwerin. 'The road,' says my Tourist, (is not

Alpine; it reminds you of Derbyshire-Peak country; more like the road

from Castletown to Sheffield than any I could name;'--we have been in

it before, my reader and I, about Schatzlar and other places. Trautenau,

well down the Hills, with swift streams, more like torrents, bound

Elbe-wards, watering it, is a considerable Austrian Town, and the

Bohemian end of the Pass,--Sohr only a few miles from it: heartily

indifferent to Schwerin at this moment; who was home from the Army, in

a kind of disfavor, or mutual pet, at the time Sohr was done. Schwerin's

March we shall not give; his junction with Bevern (at Turnau, on the

Iser, April 24th), then their capture of Jung-Bunzlau Magazine, and

crossing of the Elbe at Melnick, these were the important points; and,

in spite of Konigseck's tusslings, these all went well, and nothing was

lost except one day of time."

The Austrians, some days ago, as we observed, filed THROUGH

Prag,--Sunday, May 1st, not a pleasant holiday-spectacle to the

populations;--and are all encamped on the Ziscaberg high ground, on the

other side of the City. Had they been alert, now was the time to attack

Friedrich, who is weaker than they, while nobody has yet joined him.

They did not think of it, under Prince Karl; and Browne and the Prince

are said to be in bad agreement.

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