"These are the things," exclaims he, sorrowfully, to D'Argens, "which I have been in dread of since Winter last; this is what gave the dismal tone to my Letters to you.

It has required not less than all my philosophy to endure the reverses, the provocations, the outrages, and the whole scene of atrocious things that have come to pass." [_OEuvres de Frederic,_ xix.

199; "22d October."] Friedrich's grief about Berlin we need not paint; though there were murmurs afterwards, "Why did not he start sooner ?" which he could not, in strict reason, though aware that these savageries were on march.

He had hoped the Eugen-Hulsen appliances, even should all else fail, might keep them at bay.

And indeed, in regard to these latter, it turned only on a hair.