The day after the receipt of this letter I was, as I have before
said, unheard, unaccused, unjudged, conducted like a criminal from
the army, by fifty hussars, and imprisoned in the fortress of Glatz.
I was allowed to take three horses, and my servants, but my whole
equipage was left behind, which I never saw more, and which became
the booty of Jaschinsky. My commission was given to Cornet
Schatzel, and I cashiered without knowing why. There were no legal
inquiries made: all was done by the King's command.

Unhappy people! where power is superior to law, and where the
innocent and the virtuous meet punishment instead of reward.
Unhappy land! where the omnipotent "SUCH IS OUR WILL" supersedes all
legal sentence, and robs the subject of property, life, and honour.

I once more repeat I was brought to the citadel of Glatz; I was not,
however, thrown into a dungeon, but imprisoned in a chamber of the
officer of the guard; was allowed my servants to wait on me, and
permitted to walk on the ramparts.

I did not want money, and there was only a detachment from the
garrison regiment in the citadel of Glatz, the officers of which
were all poor. I soon had both friends and freedom, and the rich
prisoner every day kept open table.

He only who had known me in this the ardour of my youth, who had
witnessed how high I aspired, and the fortune that attended me at
Berlin, can imagine what my feelings were at finding myself thus
suddenly cast from my high hopes.

I wrote submissively to the King, requesting to be tried by a court-