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They were of middle age and of great personal elegance but uncertain pay, the husband being nothing more nor less than a professional gambler. Their name was L'Hommedieu. When I first heard of them I thought that Mrs. L'Hommedieu might be the Mrs. Helmuth in whose history I was so interested, but from all I could learn she was a very different sort of person. Mrs.
"Mam'selle looks so strange," the maid said, regarding her with round and curious eyes. "As if " She hesitated. "Give me my tea," Domini said. When she was drinking it she asked: "Do you know at what time the train leaves Beni-Mora the passenger train?" "Yes, Mam'selle. There is only one in the day. It goes soon after twelve. Monsieur Helmuth told me." "Oh!" "What gown will ?"
Professor of German Literature, Bryn Mawr College To relate, in detail, the story of the life of General-Fieldmarshal Graf Helmuth von Moltke or, as we shall briefly call him, Moltke means to give an account of that memorable phase of modern history, perhaps, so far as Europe is concerned, the most important of the nineteenth century.
Boldt left for Germany on August 4, 1936, and returned September 12. On the evening I dropped in to see him, he was tensely nervous. He had heard that someone had been around to talk with Dieckhoff. "I understand your only son, Helmuth, is going to school in Langin, Germany?" I asked. "Yes," he said, "I sent him there two years ago." "No schools in the United States for a fifteen-year-old boy?"
Later on, 1811, Helmuth, in the name of the Pennsylvania Synod, wrote a letter to Paul Henkel, then on his missionary tours in Ohio, warning him not to participate in camp-meetings, "if he should come into contact with similar aberrations from our Lutheran ways." But even at this time Synod did not take a decided stand against revivalistic enthusiasm.
Helmuth instructed every day from eight to twelve and from two to five o'clock. But the "German Institute" did not turn out any Lutheran pastors, as the curriculum contained no course in theology. Kunze writes: "It is true, I was professor of Oriental languages in Philadelphia. However, I had but six scholars, and I doubt if one of them will study theology.
"Do you know, Ludwig," he remarked amiably as he struck a meditative match, "sometimes I more than half believe this 'Flying Ring' business is all rot!" The adjutant looked pained. "And yet," continued Von Helmuth, "if Bismarck could see one of those things," he waved his cigar toward the gyrating aeroplane, "he wouldn't believe it."
Her name, as ascertained in the cheap boarding-house to which she was traced, was Helmuth, and she was, so far as any one knew, without friends or relatives in the city.
A single glance was enough to show us the paper ripped off from a portion of the wall, revealing a narrow gap behind the baseboard large enough to hold the bond. It was near " "Wait!" I put in as I remembered where the so-called Mrs. Helmuth had pointed just before she died. "Wasn't it at the left of the large folding doors and midway to the wall?" "How came you to know?" she asked. "Did Mrs.
Franklin College was founded in conjunction with the German Reformed and other sects! Helmuth and other Lutheran pastors were among the trustees of the institution. In an appeal to the Lutheran congregations they say: "Where will you at last find pastors and teachers if you do not send your children to college? . . . Think you that your churches and schools can exist without them?
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