Lacy was alert enough, but could not do much with safety: a few
Uhlans and Hussars, that was all; and he is now encamped somewhere
to rearward, as near as he dare.

THURSDAY, 3d JULY. "A rest-day; Army resting about Krakau, after
such a spell through the woody moors. The King, with small escort,
rides out reconnoitring, hither, thither, on the southern side or
Lacy quarter: to the top of the Keulenberg (BLUDGEON HILL), at
last,--which is ten or a dozen miles from Krakau and Quosdorf, but
commands an extensive view. Towns, village-belfries, courses of
streams; a country of mossy woods and wild agricultures, of bogs,
of shaggy moor. Southward 10 miles is Radeberg [not RadebUrg,
observe]; yonder is the town of Pulsnitz on our stream of Pulsnitz;
to southeast, and twice as far, is Bischofswerda, chasmy Stolpen
(too well known to us before this): behind us, Konigsbruck, Kamenz
and the road from Grossenhayn to Bautzen: these and many other
places memorable to this King are discoverable from Bludgeon Hill.
But the discovery of discoveries to him is Lacy's Camp,--not very
far off, about a mile behind Pulsnitz; clearly visible, at
Lichtenberg yonder. Which we at once determine to attack; which,
and the roads to which, are the one object of interest just now,
--nothing else visible, as it were, on the top of the Keulenberg
here, or as we ride homeward, meditating it with a practical view.
'March at midnight,' that is the practical result arrived at, on
reaching home."

FRIDAY, JULY 4th. "Since the stroke of midnight we are all on march
again; nothing but the baggages and bakeries left [with Quintus to
watch them, which I see is his common function in these marches];
King himself in the Vanguard,--who hopes to give Lacy a salutation.