I have just heard that your Brother is killed (TOUT VA MAL AUJOURD'HUI; MES AMIS ME QUITTENT.

ON VIENT DE M'ANNONCER LA MORT DE VOTRE FRERE)!" [Preuss, ii.

226.] Words which the Anhalt kindred, and the Prussian military public, treasured up with a reverence strange to us.

Of Anhalt perhaps some word by and by, at a fitter season.
Shortly after 3, as I reckon the time, Hulsen's Column did arrive: choice troops these too, the Pomeranian MANTEUFFEL, one regiment of them;--young Archenholtz of FORCADE (first Battalion here, second and third are with Ziethen, making vain noise) was in this Column; came, with the others, winding to the Wood's edge, in such circuits, poor young soul; rain pouring, if that had been worth notice; cannon-balls plunging, boughs crashing, such a TODES-POSAUNE, or Doomsday-Thunder, broken loose:--they did emerge steadily, nevertheless, he says, "like sea-billows or flow of tide, under the smoky hurricane." Pretty men are here too, Manteuffel Pommerners; no hearts stouter.

With these, and the indignant Remnants which waited for them, a new assault upon Daun is set about.