ry preparatory
step taken.

At that time there was another prisoner at Glatz, whose name was Manget,
by birth a Swiss, and captain of cavalry in the Natzmerschen hussars; he
had been broken, and condemned by a court-martial to ten years'
imprisonment, with an allowance of only four rix-dollars per month.

Having done this man kindness, I was resolved to rescue him from bondage,
at the same time that I obtained freedom for myself. I communicated my
design, and made the proposal, which was accepted by him, and measures
were taken; yet were we betrayed by this vile man, who thus purchased
pardon and liberty.

Piaschky, who had been informed that Reitz was arrested, saved himself by
deserting. I denied the fact in presence of Manget, with whom I was
confronted, and bribed the Auditor with a hundred ducats. By this means
Reitz only suffered a year's imprisonment, and the loss of his
commission. I was afterwards closely confined in a chamber, for having
endeavoured to corrupt the King's officers, and was guarded with greater
caution.

Here I will interrupt my narrative, for a moment, to relate an adventure
which happened between me and this Captain Manget, three years after he
had thus betrayed me--that is to say, in 1749, at Warsaw.

I there met him by chance, and it is not difficult to imagine what was
the salutation he received. I caned him; he took this ill, and
challenged me to fight with pistols. Captain Heucking, of the Polish
guards, was my second. We both fired together; I shot him through the
neck at the first shot, and he fell dead on the field.

He alone, of all my enemies, ever died by my own hand; and he well
merited his end, for his cowardly treachery towards the two brave fellows
of whom I have spoken; and still more so with respect to myself, who had
been his benefactor. I own, I have never reproached myself for this
duel, by which I sent a rascal out of the world.

I return to my tale. My destiny at Glatz was now become more untoward
and severe. The King's suspicions were increased, as likewise was his
anger, by this my late attempt to escape.

Left to myself, I considered my situation in the worst point of view, and
determined either on flight or death. The length and closeness of my
confinement became insupportable to my impatient temper.

I had always had the garrison on my side, nor was it possible to prevent
my making friends among them. They knew I had money, and, in a poor
garri