A _"facon assez singuliere"_ for a Sovereign Majesty and Beelzebub Parent-Lover, thinks Wilhelmina.
Thus has our poor Fritz fallen into the wake of Beelzebub; and is not in a good way.

Under such and no better guidance, in this illicit premature manner, he gets his introduction to the paradise of the world.

The Formera, beautiful as painted Chaos; yes, her;--and why not, after a while, the Orzelska too, all the same?
A wonderful Armida-Garden, sure enough.

And cannot one adore the painted divine beauties there (lovely as certain apples of the Dead Sea), for some time ?--The miseries all this brought into his existence,--into his relations with a Father very rigorous in principle, and with a Universe still more so,--for years to come, were neither few nor small.

And that is the main outcome of the Dresden visitings for him and us .-- Great pledges pass between the two Kings; Prussian Crown-Prince decorated with the Order of the Saxon Eagle, or what supreme distinction they had: Rutowski taken over to Berlin to learn war and drill, where he did not remain long: in fact a certain liking seems to have risen between the two heteroclite individualities, which is perhaps worth remembering as a point in natural history, if not otherwise.