There are numerous Borcks always in the King's service; nor are these three, except by loose cousinry, related to one another.

The Borcks all come from Stettin quarter; a brave kindred, and old enough,--"Old as the Devil, DAS IST SO OLD ALS DE BORCKEN UND DE DUWEL," says the Pomeranian Proverb;--the Adjutant-General, a junior member of the clan, chances to be the notablest of them at this moment.

Wartensleben, Borck, and a certain Colonel von der Golz, whom also the King much esteems, these are his company on this drive.

For escort, or guard of honor out of Berlin to the next stages, there is a small body of Hussars, Life-guard and other Cavalry, "perhaps 500 horse in all." They drive rapidly, through the gray winter; reach Frankfurt-on-Oder, sixty miles or more; where no doubt there is military business waiting.
They are forward, on the morrow, for dinner, forty miles farther, at a small Town called Crossen, which looks over into Silesia; and is, for the present, headquarters to a Prussian Army, standing ready there and in the environs.

Standing ready, or hourly marching in, and rendezvousing; now about 28,000 strong, horse and foot.