I handed him my All-gracious Father's Letter, which much rejoiced him.

After the parole, I went to see the relieving of our outposts [change of sentries there], and view the French retrenchment.
"We," your Majesty's Contingent, "are throwing up three redoubts: at one of them today, three musketeers have been miserably shot [GESCHOSSEN, wounded, not quite killed]; two are of Roder's, and one is of Finkenstein's regiment.
"To-morrow I will ride to a village which is on our right wing; Waghausel is the name of it [Busching, v.

1152.] [some five miles off, north of us, near by the Rhine]; there is a steeple there, from which one can see the French Camp; from this point I will ride down, between the two Lines," French and ours, "to see what they are like.
"There are quantities of hurdles and fascines being made; which, as I hear, are to be employed in one of two different plans.

The first plan is, To attack the French retrenchment generally; the ditch which is before it, and the morass which lies on our left wing, to be made passable with these fascines.

The other plan is, To amuse the Enemy by a false attack, and throw succor into the Town .-- One thing is certain, in a few days we shall have a stroke of work here.