Foolish Natzmer found this noble young gentleman in a remote
corner of the Soiree; went up, nothing loath, to speak
graciosities and insipidities to him: the noble young gentleman
yawned, as was too natural, a wide long yawn; and in an insipid
familiar manner, foolish Natzmer (Wilhelmina and the Berlin
circles know it) put his finger into the noble young gentleman's
mouth, and insipidly wagged it there. "Sir, you seem to forget
where you are!" said the noble young gentleman; and closing his
mouth with emphasis, turned away; but happily took no farther
notice. [Wilhelmina, i. 310.] This is all we yet know of the
history of Natzmer, whose heedless ways and slap-dash
speculations, tinted with natural ingenuity and good-humor, are
not unattractive to the Prince.

Hofmarschall and these two Kammerjunkers are of the lawyer
species; men intended for Official business, in which the Prince
himself is now to be occupied. The Prince has four lackeys, two
pages, one valet. He wears his sword, but has no sword-tash (PORTE
EPEE), much less an officer's uniform: a mere Prince put upon his
good behavior again; not yet a soldier of the Prussian Army, only
hoping to become so again. He wears a light-gray dress,
"HECHTGRAUER (pike-gray) frock with narrow silver cordings;"
and must recover his uniform, by proving himself gradually a
new man.

For there is, along with the new household, a new employment laid
out for him in Custrin; and it shall be seen what figure he makes
in that, first of all. He is to sit in the DOMANEN-KAMMER or
Government Board here, as youngest Rath; no other career
permitted. Let him learn Economics and the way of managing Domain