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Updated: May 21, 2025
But Ludwig is not any better. He seems to be awfully nice and smart, but it's a pity he's 22 already. August 25th. Ada is frightfully keen on the theatre. She has often been to the theatre in St. Polten and she is in love with an actor with whom all the ladies in St. Polten are in love. That is why she wants to be an actress and so that she can live free and unfettered.
Polten, Amstetten, Linz, and Salzburg four stops before the frontier. The man put down his paper and looked at me; he had a big fair moustache and rather shabby clothes.
When it's not holidays Ada goes to school in St. Polten staying there with her aunt and uncle, because the school in H. is not so good as the school in St. P. Perhaps next term she is coming to Vienna, for she has finished with the middle school and has to go on learning. But she has no near relations in Vienna where she could stay.
I wanted to get rid of the coat and cap, but the man was there, and I didn't like to move out of the carriage for other people to notice. So I sat on. We came to St. Polten at last. The man in my carriage took his bag, got out, and left his paper on the seat. We started again; I breathed at last, and as soon as I could took the cap and coat and threw them out into the darkness.
Send a telegram to St. Polten; he has more than an hour's start. He asked me where I was going. I told him: 'Linz. 'Ah! he said, 'you'll have to give evidence; your name and address please? 'Josef Reinhardt, 17 Donau Strasse. He wrote it down. The conductor said: 'We are late, can we start? They shut the door.
A detachment of the army was then dispatched down the river to Polten, within twenty-four miles of Vienna; from whence a summons was sent to the capital to surrender. At the same time a powerful army turned its steps north, and pressing on a hundred and fifty miles, over the mountains and through the plains of Bohemia, laid siege to Prague, which was filled with magazines, and weakly garrisoned.
I shouted: 'Business important! He let me by. I jumped into a carriage. The train started." He paused, and Christian heaved a sigh. Harz went on, twisting a twig of ivy in his hands: "There was another man in the carriage reading a paper. Presently I said to him, 'Where do we stop first? 'St. Polten. Then I knew it was the Munich express St.
Polten. The policeman asked the conductor: 'Did you see him get out there? The conductor shook his head. I said: 'He got out as the train was moving. 'Ah! said the policeman, 'what was he like? 'Rather short, and no moustache. Why? 'Did you notice anything unusual? 'No, I said, 'only that he wore coloured trousers. What's the matter? One policeman said to the other: 'That's our man!
That is why she would like so much to come to Vienna. I wish she could come and live with us. She says she is pining away in H. for it's a dull hole. She says she can't stand these cramping conditions. In St. Polten she spent all her pocket money upon flowers for him. She always said that she had to buy such a lot of copybooks and things for school.
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