dead. It was hurriedly performed. The wounded helped each other off the field as well as they could. Women by hundreds appeared, some from considerable distances; and by evening the camp began to assume again the appearance of a rough order. Pillagers by thousands spread over the country, where now no impediment whatever to their ravages was presented.
Rudolph was perplexed as to his next step, and delayed his march. Bohemia, although beaten, was not yet wholly crushed. Many of her stoutest elements had kept aloof from the Marchfield contest, not through disloyalty, but from that blind party spirit that so frequently assists enemies at a distance whose hostility is not instantly felt, in order to secure gratification over domestic opponents whose petty irritations rankle at the hour.
In the evening the emperor invited all his officers and guests to an entertainment. He was now for the first time undisputed emperor. His greatest triumph had been achieved. All the elements of his empire were represented. He would secure their sentiments for his guidance, and with, this view he determined to hold a political council of war.
The banquet, such as the camp could afford, was spread early. All present were refreshed and cheerful. Many were jubilant. It was the moment to expect candor and ready speech.
As soon as tongues could be devoted to articulation of formal speech Rudolph sought out the old man. “Old comrade,” he said, “your good judgment will
