[ANONYMOUS OF HAMBURG, III.

376.] 'Managers of Saxon Finance,' these Two;--who will have to manage elsewhere than in Dresden henceforth.

Zinnow, Borck, they sit veritably there, with their multiform Account Papers: of whom I know absolutely nothing,--except (if anybody cared) that Zinnow, who 'died of apoplexy in June following,' is probably of pursy red-nosed type; and that Borck, for certain, has a very fine face and figure; delicacy, cheerful dignity, perfect gentlemanhood in short, written on every feature of him; as painted by Pesne, and engraved by Schmidt, for my accidental behoof.

[_Fredericus Wilhelmus Borck (Pesne pinxit,_ 1732; _Schmidt, sculptur Regis, sculpsit, Berolini,_ 1764): an excellent Print and Portrait.] Curious to think of that elaborate court-coat and flowing periwig, with this specific Borck, 'old as the Devil' (whom I have had much trouble to identify), forming visible part of this dismal Procession: the bright eye of Borck not smiling as usual, but clouded, though impassive! But that of Borck or his Limners is not the point.
"The Prussians have been divided into small sections, with a mass of baggage-wagons and cavalry between every two.

And no sooner is the mass got in movement, than there rises from the Austrian part, and continues all the way, loud invitation, 'Whosoever is a brave Saxon, a brave Austrian, Reichsman, come to us! Gaps in the espalier, don't you see!' And Schmettau, in the rear, with baggage and cavalry intervening,--nobody can reach Schmettau.