where the officer in pursuit of us came, named and described us, and
related the whole history of our flight. The peasant knew Schell,
because his son served in his company, and had often spoken of him
when he was quartered at Habelschwert.

Presence of mind and resolution were all that were now left. I
instantly ran to the stable, while Schell detained the peasant in
the chamber. He, however, was a worthy man, and directed him to the
road toward Bohemia. We were still about some seven miles from
Glatz, having lost ourselves among the mountains, where we had
wandered many miles. The daughter followed me: I found three
horses in the stable, but no bridles. I conjured her, in the most
passionate manner, to assist me: she was affected, seemed half
willing to follow me, and gave me two bridles. I led the horses to
the door, called Schell, and helped him, with his lame leg, on
horseback. The old peasant then began to weep, and beg I would not
take his horses; but he luckily wanted courage, and perhaps the will
to impede us; for with nothing more than a dung-fork, in our then
feeble condition, he might have stopped us long enough to have
called in assistance from the village.

And now behold us on horseback, without hats or saddles; Schell with
his uniform scarf and gorget, and I in my red regimental coat.
Still we were in danger of seeing all our hopes vanish, for my horse
would not stir from the stable; however, at last, good horseman-
like, I made him move: Schell led the way, and we had scarcely gone
a hundred paces, before we perceived the peasants coming in crowds
from the village.

As kind fortune would have it, the people were all at church, it