Keith had more pedigree than property; was of Poberow in Pommern; son of poor gentlefolks there.

He sent no word of himself to Prussia, for the next ten years; so that he had become a kind of myth to many people; to his poor Mother among the rest, who has her tragical surmises about him.

He will appear again; but not to much purpose.

His Brother, the Page Keith, is packed into the Fusileer Regiment, at Wesel here; and there walks sentry, unheard of for the rest of his life.
So much for the Keiths.

[Preuss: _Friedrich mit seinen Verwandten und Freunden,_ pp.