of Ferdinand, whose similarity of misfortunes, gentleness of manners, and goodness of heart, had gained his warm esteem, assisted him in subduing his sorrows, and restoring his mind to a comparative degree of ease.
The two friends having made a mutual communication of their letters, found, in a reciprocity of sentiment, mutual consolation; they had little doubt but that the lady mentioned in such high terms by Eugenia, was the Countess of Wolfran; nor could they forbear execrating the wretch who had poisoned the happiness of such a woman, by degrading her to a connexion with himself.
In a short time, the Emperor was ready to take the field; the friends were in one Regiment, and determined to share one fate:—They proceeded on their march, and soon came within view of the enemy's lines.—Here the Emperor halted; a council was convened, and the plan of attack settled, which was to take place the following day at
