Forty dwelling-houses went; but not the Powder-Magazine;
not Berlin utterly (so to speak) by the Powder-Magazine.
On the morrow St. Peter's and neighborhood lay black, but still
inwardly burning; not for three days more could the ruins be
completely quenched.

That was the news for Friedrich Wilhelm, before sunrise, on the
point of his departure for Muhlberg and King August's scenic
exhibitions. "HM;--but we must go, all the same! We will rebuild
it!" said he.--And truly he did so. And the polite King August,
sorry to hear of the Peterskirche, "gave him excellent sandstone
from the quarries of Pirna," says: Fassmann: "great blocks came
boating down the Elbe" from that notable Saxon Switzerland
Country, notable to readers here in time coming; and are to be
found, as ashlar, in the modern St. Peter's at Berlin; a fact
which the reader, till Pirna be better known to him, may remember
if he likes. [Fassmann, pp. 406-409.]

And now let us to Radewitz without delay.



Chapter III.

CAMP OF RADEWITZ.

The Camp of Muhlberg, called more properly the Camp of Radewitz,
towards which Friedrich Wilhelm, with English Hotham and many
dignitaries are now gone, was one of the sublimest scenic military
exhibitions in the history of the world; leaving all manner of