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r I foresee that he will be the destroyer of my great work。 But no； noI do him wrong；〃 said the king； 〃and my suspicious heart sees； perhaps； things that are not。 Ah； has it gone so far？ Must I； also； pay the tribute which princes give for their pitiful splendor？ I suspect the heir to my throne； and see in him a secret enemy！ Mistrust has already thrown her shadow upon my soul； and made it dark and troubled。 Ah； there will come a cold and dreary night for me； when I shall stand alone in the midst of all my glory！〃
His head fell upon his breast； and he remained silent and immovable。
〃And am I not alone； now？〃 said he； and in his voice there was a soft and sorrowful sound。 〃My brothers are against me； because they do not understand me； my sisters fear me； and； because this war will disturb their peace and comfort； will hate me。 My mother's heart has cooled toward me； because I will not be influenced by her； and Elizabeth Christine； whom the world calls my wife； weeps in solitude over the heavy chains which bind her。 Not one of them loves me！not one believes in me； and in my future！〃
The king； given up to these melancholy thoughts； did not hear a knock at his door； it was now repeated； and so loudly； that he could not but hear it。 He hastened to the door and opened it。 Winterfeldt was there； with a sealed paper in his hand； which he gave to the king； begging him at the same time to excuse this interruption。
〃It is the best thing you could have done；〃 said the king； entering his room； and signing to the general to follow him。 〃I was in bad company； with my own sorrowful thoughts； and it is good that you came to dissipate them。〃
〃This letter will know well how to do that；〃 said Winterfeldt handing him the packet； 〃a courier brought it to me from Berlin。〃
〃Letters from my sister Wilhelmina； from Italy；〃 said the king； joyfully breaking the seal； and unfolding the papers。
There were several sheets of paper closely written； and between them lay a small； white packet。 The king kept the latter in his hand； and commenced reading eagerly。 As he read； the dark； stern expression gradually left his countenance。 His brow was smooth and calm； and a soft； beautiful smile played about his lips。 He finished the letter； and throwing it hastily aside； tore open the package。 In it was a laurel…branch； covered with beautiful leaves； which looked as bright and green as if they had just been cut。 The king raised it； and looked at it tenderly。 〃Ah； my friend；〃 said he； with a beaming smile； 〃see how kind Providence is to me！ On this painful day she sends me a glorious token； a laurel…branch。 My sister gathered it for me on my birthday。 Do you know where； my friend？ Bow your head； be all attention； for know that it is a branch from the laurel…tree that grows upon Virgil's grave！ Ah； my friend； it seems to me as if the great and glorious spirits of the olden ages were greeting me with this laurel which came from the grave of one of their greatest poets。 My sister sends it to me； accompanied by some beautiful verses of her own。 An old fable says that these laurels grew spontaneously upon Virgil's grave； and that they are indestructible。 May this be a blessed omen for me！ I greet you； Virgil's holy shadow！ I bow down before you； and kiss in all humility your ashes； which have been turned into laurels！〃
Thus speaking； the king bowed his head； and pressed a fervent kiss upon the laurel。 He then handed it to Winterfeldt。 〃Do likewise； my friend；〃 said he； 〃your lips are worthy to touch this holy branch； to inhale the odor of these leaves which grew upon Virgil's grave。 Kiss this branchand now let us swear to become worthy of this kiss； swear that in this war； which will soon begin； laurels shall either rest upon our brows or upon our graves！〃
Winterfeldt having sworn； repeated these words after him； 〃Amen！〃 said the king； 〃God and Virgil have heard us。〃
CHAPTER XI。
THE BALL AT COUNT BRUHL'S。
Count Bruhl； first minister to the King of Saxony； gave to…day a magnificent fete in his palace； in honor of his wife； whose birthday it was。 The feast was to be honored by the presence of the King of Poland； the Prince Elector of Saxony； Augustus III。； and Maria Josephine； his wife。 This was a favor which the proud queen granted to her favorite for the first time。 For she who had instituted there the stern Spanish etiquette to which she had been accustomed at the court of her father； Joseph I。； had never taken a meal at the table of one of her subjects； so holy did she consider her royal person； that the ambassadors of foreign powers were not permitted to sit at the same table with her。 Therefore； at every feast at the court of Dresden； there was a small table set apart for the royal family； and only the prime minister； Count Bruhl； was deserving of the honor to eat with the king and queen。 This was a custom which pleased no one so well as the count himself； for it insured him from the danger that some one might approach the royal pair； and inform them of some occurrence of which the count wished them to remain in ignorance。
There were many slanderers in this wretched kingdommany who were envious of the count's high positionmany who dared to believe that the minister employed the king's favor for his own good； and not for that of his country。 They said that he alone lived luxuriously in this miserable land； while the people hungered； that he spent every year over a million of thalers。 They declared that he had not less than five millions now lying in the banks of Rotterdam； Venice； and Marseilles； others said that he had funds to the amount of seven millions。 One of these calumniators might possibly approach the king's table and whisper into the royal ear his wicked slanders； one of these evil…doers might even have the audacity to make his unrighteous complaints to the queen。 This it was that caused Count Bruhl to tremble； this it was that robbed him of sleep at night； of peace by day； this fear of a possible disgrace。
He was well acquainted with the history of Count Lerma； minister to King Philip IV。 of Spain。 Lerma was also the ruler of a king； and reigned over Spain； as Bruhl over Saxony。 All had succumbed to his power and influence； even the royal family trembled when he frowned； and felt themselves honored by his smile。 What was it that caused the ruin of this all…powerful； irreproachable favorite？ A little note which King Philip found between his napkin one day； upon which was this address： 〃To Philip IV。； once King of Spain； and Master of both the Indies； but now in the service of Count Lerma！〃 This it was that caused the count's ruin； Philip was enraged by this note； and the powerful favorite fell into disgrace。
Count Bruhl knew this history； and was on his guard。 He knew that even the air which he breathed was poisoned by the malice of his enemies； that those who paused in the streets to greet him reverentially when he passed in his gilded carriage； cursed him in their inmost hearts； that those friends who pressed his hand and sung songs in his praise； would become his bitterest enemies so soon as he ceased paying for their friendship with position； with pensions； with honors； and with orders。 He spent hundreds of