An ungrateful Court judged otherwise of the hero. Took his
Strasburg Government from him, gave it to Marechal de Coigny;
ordered the hero to his Estates in the Country, Normandy, if I
remember;--where he soon died of apoplexy, poor man; and will
trouble none of us again. "A man born for surprises," said
Friedrich long since, in the Strasburg Doggerel. Lost his
indispensable garnitures, at the Ford of Secchia once; and now, in
these last twelve months, is considered to have done a series of
blustery explosions, derogatory to the glory of France, and ruinous
to that sublime Belleisle Enterprise for oue thing.

A ruined Enterprise that, at any rate; seldom was Enterprise better
ruined. Here, under Broglio, amid the titterings of mankind, has
the tail of the Oriflamme gone the same bad road as its head did;--
into zero and outer darkness; leaving the expenses to pay. Like a
mad tavern-brawl of one's own raising, the biggest that ever was.
Has cost already, I should guess, some 80,000 French drilled Men,
paid down, on the nail, to the inexorable Fates: and of coined
Millions,--how many? In subsidies, in equipments, in waste, in loss
and wreck: Dryasdust could not have told me, had he tried. And then
the breakages, damages still chargeable; the probable afterclap?
For you cannot quite gratuitously tweak people by the nose, in your
wanton humor, over your wine!--One willing man, or Most Christian
Majesty, can at any time begin a quarrel; but there need always two
or more to end it again.

Most Christian Majesty is not so sensible of this fact as he
afterwards became; but what with Broglio and the extinct Oriflamme,
what with Dettingen and the incipient Pragmatic, he is heartily
disgusted and discouraged; and wishes he had not thought of cutting