l have to write at least
thrice to him,--that is to say, waste three weeks, before he will answer
No or Yes. You yourself are in force enough for those fellows: but
so long as you keep on the defensive alone, the enemy gains time, and
things will always go a bad road." Henri's patience is already out; this
same day he is writing to the King.

HENRI (30th March).... "You have hitherto received proofs enough of my
ways of thinking and acting to know that if in reality I was mistaken
about those eight regiments, it can only have been a piece of ignorance
on the part of my spy: meanwhile you are pleased to make me responsible
for what misfortune may come of it. I think I have my hands full with
the task laid on me of guarding 4,000 square miles of country with fewer
troops than you have, and of being opposite an enemy whose posts touch
upon ours, and who is superior in force. Your preceding Letters [from
March 16th hitherto], on which I have wished to be silent, and this last
proof of want of affection, show me too clearly to what fortune I have
sacrificed these Six Years of Campaigning."

KING (3d April: Official Orders given in Teutsch; at the tail of which).
"Spare your wrath and indignation at your servant, Monseigneur! You, who
preach indulgence, have a little of it for persons who have no intention
of offending you, or of failing in respect for you; and deign to receive
with more benignity the humble representations which the conjunctures
sometimes force from me. F."--Which relieves Eichel of his difficulties,
and quenches this sputter. [Plucked up from the waste imbroglios of
SCHONING (iii. 296-311), by arranging and omitting.]

Prince Henri, for all his complaining, did beautifully this Season
again (though to us it must be silent, being small-war merely;--and
in particular, MAY 12th) early in the morning, simultaneously in many
different parts, burst across the Mulda, ten or twenty miles long (or
BROAD rather, from his right hand to his left), sudden as lightning,
upon the supine Serbelloni and his Austrians and Reichsfolk. And hurled
them back, one and all, almost to the Plauen Chasm and their old haunts;
widening his quarters notably. [_Bericht von dem Uebergang uber die
Mulde, den der Prinz Heinrich den 12ten May 1762 glucklich ausgefuhrt_
(in Seyfarth, _Beylagen,_ iii, 280-291).] A really brilliant thing,
testifies everybody, though not to be dwelt on here. Seidlitz was of it
(much fine cutting and careering,