my end may be as happy as this hour of bliss."
Hellfried related now, after the first ecstacy of rapture was over, how anxiously he had ever been enquiring after his dear friend; told him how many letters he had written to get informed of his abode, and of his being well, and was going to chide his faithful Herrman for his negligence, when he fetched a letter from an old acquaintance of his, who had wrote to him, that
"Hellfried had left the service of the Muses, enlisted under the banners of Pallas during the war of seven years, and, very likely, had fallen a victim of his martial spirit."
"Thy turn of mind———" thus Herrman proceeded, after his friend had read that letter, "seemed always to make such a manner of life far more eligible to thee, than the peace and homely pleasure of a private"life,
