"'That is not to OUR account's advantage! Those good people of mine believe your Majesty to be their protector.' "He continued asking me the names of persons he saw.

I was telling him those of a number of young Princes who had lately entered the Service, and some of whom gave hopes.

'That may be,' said he; 'but I think the breed of the governing races ought to be crossed.

I like the children of love: look at the Marechal de Saxe, and my own Anhalt [severe Adjutant von Anhalt, a bastard of Prinz Gustav, the Old Dessauer's Heir-Apparent, who begot a good many bastards, but died before inheriting: bastards were brought up, all of them to soldiering, by their Uncles,---this one by Uncle Moritz; was thrown from his horse eight years HENCE, to the great joy of many]; though I am afraid that SINCE [mark this SINCE, alas!] his fall on his head, that latter is not so good as formerly.
I should be grieved at it, [Not for eight years yet, MON PRINCE, I am sorry to say! Adjutant von Anhalt did, in reality, get this fall, and damaging hurt on the head, in the "Bavarian War" (nicknamed KARTOFFEL-KRIEG, "Potato-War"), 1778-1779.

_Militair-Lexikon,_ i.