He is to call on Voltaire, as he passes, who is in Holland again, at the Hague for some months back; and deliver him "a little cask of Hungary Wine," which probably his Majesty had thought exquisite.

Of which, and the other insignificant passages between them, we hear more than enough in the writings and correspondences of Voltaire about this time.
In such way Friedrich disposes of his Bielfelds; who are rather numerous about him now and henceforth.

Adventurers from all quarters, especially of the literary type, in hopes of being employed, much hovered round Friedrich through his whole reign.

But they met a rather strict judge on arriving; it cannot be said they found it such a Goshen as they expected.
Favor, friendly intimacy, it is visible from the first, avails nothing with this young King; beyond and before all things he will have his work done, and looks out exclusively for the man ablest to do it.

Hence Bielfeld goes to Hanover, to grin out euphuisms, and make graceful courtbows to our sublime little Uncle there.