ows, hunts, I should suppose, in the morning; dines
and sleeps, we may perceive, till towards three, or later. His Official
business he will not neglect, nor shirk the hours due to it; towards
sunset there may be a walk or ride with Fritz, or Feekin and the
womankind: and always, in the evening, his Majesty holds TABAGIE,
TABAKS-COLLEGIUM (Smoking College, kind of Tobacco-Parliament, as we
might name it), an Institution punctually attended to by his Majesty, of
which we shall by and by speak more. At Wusterhausen his Majesty holds
his Smoking Session mostly in the open air, oftenest "on the steps of
the Great Fountain" (how arranged, as to seating and canvas-screening,
I cannot say);--smokes there, with his Grumkows, Derschaus,
Anhalt-Dessaus, and select Friends, in various slow talk; till Night
kindle her mild starlights, shake down her dark curtains over all
Countries, and admonish weary mortals that it is now bedtime.

Not much of the Picturesque in this autumnal life of our little Boy. But
he has employments in abundance; and these make the permitted open air,
under any terms, a delight. He can rove about with Duhan among the gorse
and heath, and their wild summer tenantry winged and wingless. In the
woodlands are wild swine, in the meres are fishes, otters; the drowsy
Hamlets, scattered round, awaken in an interested manner at the sound of
our pony-hoofs and dogs. Mittenwalde, where are shops, is within riding
distance; we could even stretch to Kopenik, and visit in the big
Schloss there, if Duhan were willing, and the cattle fresh. From some
church-steeple or sand-knoll, it is to be hoped, some blue streak of
the Lausitz Hills may be visible: the Sun and the Moon and the
Heavenly Hosts, these full certainly are visible; and on an Earth
which everywhere produces miracles of all kinds, from the daisy or
heather-bell up to the man, one place is nearly equal to another for a
brisk little Boy.

Fine Palaces, if Wusterhausen be a sorry one, are not wanting to
our young Friend: whatsoever it is in the power of architecture and
upholstery to do for him, may be considered withal as done. Wusterhausen
is but a Hunting-lodge for some few Autumn weeks: the Berlin Palace
and the Potsdam, grand buildings both, few Palaces in the world
surpass them; and there, in one or the other of these, is our usual
residence.--Little Fritz, besides his young Finkensteins and others of
the like, has Cousins, children of his Grandfather's Hal