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street. We fought; and I had the good fortune to wound him in the hand and arm.
This affair was much talked off; and Dr K(illegible text)dewski, our professor, making a complaint to ⟨the⟩ university, I was sentenced to three hours confinement; but M. Warschaw, my grandfather, ⟨pleased⟩ with my spirit, took me out of the house, ⟨and⟩ placed me as a boarder with Professor Christian. There, for the first time, I began to enjoy my liberty.
Three days after, a professed bully forced m(illegible text) a manner to fight. I wounded him in the hip.
These successes so puffed me up, that I appeared in public with a sword of enormous length, ⟨with⟩ all the appendages of a prize fighter.
I should certainly have become a duellist, if ⟨the⟩ goodness of my heart, and my misfortunes, had ⟨not⟩ soon after brought me to reason. A fortnight ⟨had⟩ scarcely elapsed from my last quarrel, before I (illegible text) another with one of my friends, a Lieutenant ⟨in⟩ the garrison, whom I insulted. We fought, ⟨and I⟩ wounded him in two places.
Duelling among the students was not punished at this period. It was looked upon as an ⟨honour⟩ to send a challenge.
In November 1712, Baron Lottum, the ⟨King's⟩ Adjutant General, a relation of my mother, ⟨was⟩ sent by his Majesty to Koenigsberg. He dined ⟨at⟩ my grandfather’s, chatted a good deal with ⟨me⟩ and after having sounded me by a variety of questions, asked me if l should not be tempted to ⟨serve⟩ my country as my ancestors had always ⟨done⟩, adding, that in the army I should find more convenient opportunities of giving challenges ⟨than at⟩ the university. I accepted this proposal ⟨without⟩
