regiment, and some others, with him), is striding rapidly on
Sterbohol; Winterfeld catches it before Browne can. But near by,
behind that important post, on the Homely Hill (BERG or "Mountain,"
nothing like so high as Constitution Mountain), are cannon-
batteries of devouring quality; which awaken on Winterfeld, as he
rushes out double-quick on the advancing Austrians; and are fatal
to Winterfeld's attempt, and nearly to Winterfeld himself.
Winterfeld, heavily wounded, sank in swoon from his horse;
and awakening again in a pool of blood, found his men all off,
rushing back upon the main Schwerin body; "Austrian grenadiers
gazing on the thing, about eighty paces off, not venturing to
follow." Winterfeld, half dead, scrambled across to Schwerin, who
has now come up with the main body, his front line fronting the
Austrians here. And there ensued, about Sterbohol and neighborhood,
led on by Schwerin, such a death-wrestle as was seldom seen in the
Annals of War. Winterfeld's miss of Sterbohol was the beginning of
it: the exact course of sequel none can describe, though the end is
well known.

The Austrians now hold Sterbohol with firm grip, backed by those
batteries from Homoly Hill. Redoubts, cannon-batteries, as we said,
stud all the field; the Austrian stock of artillery is very great;
arrangement of it cunning, practice excellent; does honor to Prince
Lichtenstein, and indeed is the real force of the Austrians on this
occasion. Schwerin must have Sterbohol, in spite of batteries and
ranked Austrians, and Winterfeld's recoil tumbling round him:--and
rarely had the oldest veteran such a problem. Old Schwerin (fiery
as ever, at the age of 73) has been in many battles, from Blenheim
onwards; and now has got to his hottest and his last.
"Vanguard could not do it; main body, we hope, kindling all the