Daun is at Kotbus; he is marching on Luben and Berlin [nothing like so rash!] .-- Fly these unhappy Countries!--This news obliges me again to attack the Russians between here and Frankfurt.

You may imagine if this is a desperate resolution.

It is the sole hope that remains to me, of not being cut off from Berlin on the one side or the other.

I will give the discouraged troops some brandy"-- alas!--"but I promise myself nothing of success.

My one consolation is, that I shall die sword in hand." 5.