world: and Wilhelmina is the affianced Bride of Friedrich of
Baireuth:--and that enormous Double-Marriage Tragi-comedy, of Much
Ado about Nothing, is at last ended. Courage, friends; all things
do end!--

The high guests hereupon go their ways again; and the Court of
Berlin, one cannot but suppose, collapses, as after a great effort
finished. Do not Friedrich Wilhelm and innumerable persons--the
readers and the writer of this History included--feel a stone
rolled off their hearts?--It is now, and not till now, that Queen
Sophie falls sick, and like to die; and reproaches Wilhelmina with
killing her. Friedrich Wilhelm hopes confidently, not; waits out
at Potsdam, for a few days, till this killing danger pass;
then departs, with double impetuosity, for Preussen, and despatch
of Public Business; such a mountain of Domestic Business being
victoriously got under.

Poor King, his life, this long while, has been a series of
earthquakes and titanic convulsions. Narrow miss he has had, of
pulling down his house about his ears, and burying self, son,
wife, family and fortunes, under the ruin-heap,--a monument to
remote posterity. Never was such an enchanted dance, of
well-intentioned Royal Bear with poetic temperament, piped to by
two black-artists, for the Kaiser's and Pragmatic Sanction's sake!
Let Tobacco-Parliament also rejoice; for truly the play was
growing dangerous, of late. King and Parliament, we may suppose,
return to Public Business with double vigor.