On the fifth day the doors were ready; the inner was entirely plated
with iron, and I was fettered as before: perhaps they found further
cruelty unnecessary. The principal chain, however, which fastened
me to the wall, like that I had before broken, was thicker than the
first. Except this, the capitulation was strictly kept. They
deeply regretted that, without the King's express commands, they
could not lighten my afflictions, wished me fortitude and patience,
and barred up my doors.

It is necessary I should here describe my dress. My hands being
fixed and kept asunder by an iron bar, and my feet chained to the
wall, I could neither put on shirt nor stockings in the usual mode;
the shirt was therefore tied, and changed once a fortnight; the
coarse ammunition stockings were buttoned on the sides; a blue
garment, of soldier's cloth, was likewise tied round me, and I had a
pair of slippers for my feet. The shirt was of the army linen; and
when I contemplated myself in this dress of a malefactor, chained
thus to the wall in such a dungeon, vainly imploring mercy or
justice, my conscience void of reproach, my heart of guilt--when I
reflected on my former splendour in Berlin and Moscow, and compared
it with this sad, this dreadful reverse of destiny, I was sunk in
grief, or roused to indignation, that might have hurried the
greatest hero or philosopher to madness or despair. I felt what can
only be imagined by him who has suffered like me, after having like
me flourished, if such can be found.

Pride, the justness of my cause, the unbounded confidence I had in
my own resolution, and the labours of an inventive head and iron
body--these only could have preserved my life. These bodily
labours, these continued inventions, and projected plans to obtain