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Holland went round to the other side of the bed, when he pronounced the last words he was able to articulate: God bless you, bless you, and you all. I die happy-I pity you." He now fell into a stupor, from which he recovered about three o'clock, and looked for a moment fully upon all in the room, but hung particularly on the countenances of Lord Holland/ and Mrs. Fox. He then closed his eyes never to open them again, and expired about twenty minutes before six o'clock in the evening, in the 57th year of his age.

Thus died Mr. Fox, in less than eight months after his illustrious rival. It may be remar ked that the expiring words of these two great men were strongly characteristic of the disposition of their minds. Mr. Pitt, whose exalted soul was wholly absorbed in anxiety for the future fortune of that empire, the reins of which he had directed with such ability and integrity, breathed forth his last sigh, while the exclamation of the virtuous Roman-"Oh! my country!"-died away on his quivering lips. "I die happy, but I pity you," said Mr. Fox, in whose nature was blended a greater portion of those tender sympathies which render the heart deeply sensible to the charms of social and domestic life. In the one, the love of country was paramount to every earthly consideration, in the other, the love of those objects to whom he was attached by the bonds of friendship and the ties of blood.

FINIS.

THE

LIFE

OF

BARON FREDERICK TRENCK:

CONTAINING

His Adventures-His cruel and excessive sufferings, during ten years iniprisonment, at the fortress of Magdeburg; by command of the late king of Prussia.

TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN,
Br THOMAS HOLCROFT.

NEW YORK:

PUBLISHED BY EVERT DUYCKINCK, NO. 102 PEARL-STREET.

J. C. Totten, printer.

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THE

LIFE

OF

BARON FREDERICK TRENCK.

I

WAS born at Koningsberg in Prussia, February 16, 1726, of one of the most ancient families of the country. My father, a knight of the military order, lord of Great Sharlack, Shakulack, and Meicken, and major general of cavalry, died in 1740, after having received eighteen wounds in the Prussian service. My mother, descended from the house of Derschau, was daughter of the president of the high court at Koningsberg; she had two brothers generals of infantry, and a third, minister of the state, and post-master general of Berlin. After my father's death in 1740, she married Count Lostange, lieutenant-colonel in the Kiow regiment of cuirassieurs, with whom, leaving Prussia, she went and resided at Breslau. I had two brothers and a sister; my youngest brother was taken by my mother into Silesia; the other was also a cornet in the last named regiment of Kiow; and my sister was married to the only son of the aged general Valdow, who quitted the service, and with whom she lived in Brandenburgh on his estates,

My ancestors, both of the male and female line, are famous in the chronicles of the north, among the ancient Teutonie knights, who conquered Courland, Prussia, and Livonia.

While a boy, I was enterprising in all the tricks of boys, and exercised my wit in crafty excuses; the warmth of my passions then, and afterwards, gave a satyric biting cast to my writings, whence it has been imagined, by those who knew but little of me, I was a dangerous man; though I am conscious this was a hasty and false judgment.

I kept no vicious company; was never, during the whole course of my life intoxicated; was no gamester, no consumer of time in idleness or brutal pleasures; but devoted many hundred laborious nights to make myself useful to my country, yet I was punished with a severity too cruel for the most worthless or the most villainous.

I shall say little more of the first years of my life, except my father, who had a tender affection for me, took especial care of my education; and sent me at the age of thirteen, to the university of Koningsberg, where, under the tuition of Kowalesky, my progress was rapid. There were fourteen other noblemen, of the best families, in the same house, and under the same master.

In November, 1742, the King sent his adjutant general, baron Lottum, who was related to my mother, to Koningsberg, with whom I dined at my grandfather's. He conversed much with me, and after various questions, meant to discover what my talents were, he demanded, as if in joke, whether I had any inclination to go with him to Berlin, and serve my country, as my ancestors had ever done; inflamed with the desire of distinguishing myself, I listened with rapture to the proposition, and in a few days we departed for Potzdam.

On the morrow after my arrival, I was presented to the king, as indeed I had before been in the

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