But overnight (let us try to fancy it so), not knowing the Prussian possibilities, Prince Karl, screwed to the devilish point, had got his furnaces lighted, his red-hot balls ready; and so, hurried on by his Pride and by his other Devils, had,--There are devilish things sometimes done in War.

And whole cities are made ashes by them.

For certain, here is a strange way of commencing your "Deliverance of Saxony"! And Prince Karl carries, truly, a brand-mark from this conflagration, and will till all memory of him cease.

As to Zittau, it rebuilt itself.

Zittau is alive again; a strong stone city, in our day.