Jan. 23.--To Sternberg, six miles. This day's journey excessively
fatigued poor Schell, his sprained ankle being still extremely weak.

Jan. 24.--To Leipnik, four miles, in a deep snow, and with empty
stomachs. Here I sold my stock-buckle for four florins.

Jan. 25.--To Freiberg, by Weiskirch, to Drahotusch, five miles.
Early in the morning we found a violin and case on the road; the
innkeeper in Weiskirch gave us two florins for it, on condition that
he should return it to the owner on proving his right, it being
worth at least twenty.

Jan. 26.--To Friedek, in Upper Silesia, two miles.

Jan. 27.--To a village, four miles and a half.

Jan. 28.--Through Skotschau, to Bielitz, three miles. This was the
last Austrian town on the frontiers of Poland, and Captain Capi, of
the regiment of Marischall, who commanded the garrison, demanded our
passports. We had false names, and called ourselves common Prussian
deserters; but a drummer, who had deserted from Glatz, knew us, and
betrayed us to the captain, who immediately arrested us very rudely,
and sent us on foot to Teschin (refusing us a hearing), four miles
distant.

Here we found Lieut.-Colonel Baron Schwarzer, a perfectly worthy
man, who was highly interested in our behalf, and who blamed the
irregular arbitrary conduct of Captain Capi. I frankly related my
adventures, and he used every possible argument to persuade me,
instead of continuing my journey through Poland to go to Vienna, but