Losovitz in which his grenadiers had taken refuge. Nothing could
withstand the Prussians. Like a raging hurricane they fell upon the
enemy, who were forced to give way to them. A part of the Austrian
force sprang into the Elbe, and tried to save their lives by
swimming. Losovitz was tired, and all its defenders fled. The
Prussians had gained a complete victory." [Footnote:
"Characteristics of the Seven Years' War," vol. i., p. 63]

Anna Sophia could read no further. The delight of all was intense--
wives embraced their husbands with tears of joy--old men thanked God
aloud--and the boys, who had ceased their play and been listening
attentively, made bolder and higher somersets and shouted more
lustily. Anna Sophia alone said nothing. Her tall, slender, but full
form was leaning against the tree--an inspired smile was on her lip,
and her eyes, raised to heaven, beamed with holy fire. She stood as
if in a dream, and at first did not hear old Buschman ask her to
read on. When he repeated his request, she was startled, and turned
her glance slowly down from heaven upon the joyful crowd that
surrounded her.

"What do you wish, father?" she asked.

The old shepherd arose, and, taking his cap from his gray head, said
solemnly, "You have read us of the victory, Anna Sophia; now read us
of those who gave their lives for it. Tell us of the dead."

"Yes, read us a list of the dead!" cried the others, uncovering
their heads respectfully.

Anna sought for the list, and read slowly the names of the fallen.