"It is certain," says the Marquis of Vogel, in his narrative of the affair, "that Count Clermont was at table in his headquarters of Weschelen at one o'clock, that he had lost the battle before six, arrived at Reuss at half past ten, and went to bed at midnight; that is doing a great deal in a short time."

And now Von Dessauer took my blade, and, going forward courteously, handed the hilt to Count Cannstadt, receiving that of Von Reuss in return.

The road passed from one side of the valley to the other, crossing the Reuss on bridges sometimes ninety feet high.

Plunge where the Reuss with fearless might has rent His headlong way along a dark descent.

Therefore will I fight Count von Reuss to the death, and a good cause enough.