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"Oh, my prophetic soul!" murmured the abbot, folding his hands in prayer. Trenck rushed to the window and looked searchingly abroad. At this moment a loud knock was heard upon the door, and an anxious voice called to the abbot. "All is lost, the Austrians are already here!" cried Tobias Stusche, wringing his hands despairingly.
Frederick sent him from Meissen a beautiful set of porcelain, and splendid stuff for pontifical robes, and rare champagne wine. While in Breslau, he invited him twice to visit him. Soon after the close of the Seven Years' War, Stusche died. The king sent a royal present to the cloister with a request that on the birthday of the abbot a solemn mass should be celebrated.
"I always told you those Schulenburg Dragoons were good for nothing!" writes he to the Old Dessauer; but gradually withal, on comparing notes, finds what a danger he had run, and how rash and foolish he had been. Place, the little Village of Baumgarten; day, 27th February, 1741. Of Tobias Stusche or the Convent of Kamenz, not one authentic word on this occasion.
"I am the Abbot Tobias Stusche; I am also a man wholly devoted to the King of Prussia, though he does not know me." The abbot laid such a peculiar expression upon these last words, that the strangers were forced to remark them. "Do you not know the King of Prussia?" said the elder, fixing his eagle eye upon the kindly and friendly face of the abbot.
SKIRMISH OF BAUMGARTEN, 27th FEBRUARY, 1741. How he shot away, keeping well in the shade; and erelong whisked into a Convent or Abbey, the beautiful Abbey of Kamenz in those parts; and found Tobias Stusche, excellent Abbot of the place, to whom he candidly disclosed his situation.
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