mile; breadth, from heel to heel, perhaps half as much.
Having arrived at his old distance to west, Moldau, like a
repentant prodigal, and as if ashamed of his frolic, just over
against the old point he swerved from, takes straight to northward
again. Straight northward; and quarries out that fine narrow
valley, or Quasi-Highland Strath, with its pleasant busy villages,
where he turns the overshot machinery, and where Friedrich and his
men had their pontoons swimming yesterday.

It is here, on this broad back of the Ziscaberg, that the Austrians
now lie; looking northward over to the King, and trying cannon-
shots upon him. There they have been encamping, and diligently
intrenching themselves for four days past; diligent especially
since yesterday, when they heard of Friedrich's crossing the River.
Their groups of tents, and batteries at all the good points,
stretch from near the crown of Ziscaberg, eastward to the Villages
of Hlaupetin, Kyge, and their Lakes, near four miles; and rearward
into the interior one knows not how far;--Prince Karl, hardly awake
yet, lies at Nussel, near the Moldau, near the Wischerad or
southeastmost point of Prag; six good miles west-by-south of Kyge,
at the other end of the diagonal line. About the same distance,
right east from Nussel, and a mile or more to south of Kyge, over
yonder, is a littery Farmstead named Sterbohol, which is not yet
occupied by the Austrians, but will become very famous in their
War-Annals, this day!--

Where the Austrian Camp or various Tent-groups were, at the time
Friedrich first cast eye on them, is no great concern of his or
ours; inasmuch as, in two or three hours hence, the Austrians were
obliged, rather suddenly, to take Order of Battle; and that, and