Regiment La Motte is with the baggage at Pampitz, all this day; and a wandering Hussar Party, some sixty Austrians, have taken possession of Oppeln.

The King, and the few who had not yet broken down, arrive at the Gate of Oppeln, late, under cloud of night: "Who goes ?" cried the sentry from within.

"Prussians! A Prussian Courier!" answer they;--and are fired upon through the gratings; and immediately draw back, and vanish unhurt into Night again.

"Had those Hussars only let him in!" said Austria afterwards: but they had not such luck.

It was at this point, according to Valori, that the King burst forth into audible ejaculations of a lamentable nature.