And then August, on his side, wishes to know what the Kaiser said at Kladrup lately; there is much to be fished into clearness.
Many are the times August the Strong has made this journey; many are the carousals, on such and other occasions, Grumkow and he have had.
But there comes an end to all things.

This was their last meeting, over flowing liquor or otherwise, in the world.

Satirical History says, they drank all night, endeavoring to pump one another, and with such enthusiasm that they never recovered it; drank themselves to death at Crossen on that occasion.

[_OEuvres de Frederic (Memoires de Brandenbourg),_ i.

163.] It is certain August died within three weeks; and people said of Grumkow, who lived six years longer, he was never well after this bout.