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I hurried to my room and wrote a letter to Mr. Staub, the treasurer at the university’s Board of Trustees in New York, telling him what had happened with Mr. Dodge in Chicago. I begged him to send the dirhams quickly because my pouch of dirhams was running out, writing ‘Urgent’ on the back of...

We had to eat both heaps of sandwiches and drink the entire pitchers. Milady would then told us to go to school. Afterwards, she would sit at the table to have her breakfast. She would not eat with us but keep watch instead. I would keep her company for a while and listen as she recounted the cruel...

I used to spend around eight hours every day reading and learning vocabulary. I wrote down the past tenses and past participles of verbs on scraps of paper and reviewed them before going to bed and upon waking up. The teacher handed me a popular story, The Student Prince, which was filmed and...

​The idea was very appealing to me. I bade farewell to the woman I used to call ‘Milady’ and rented a car that dropped me off at the Gunpowder Factory. The countryside was so exquisite that I found the name of the locality, Gunpowder Factory, very remote from the beauty of the site and the...

​“Before that, I wish to help you find a place to sleep. I have reserved a room for you at an important house by the Neckar River. The house belongs to the widow of von Brunn, a reputed surgeon and friend of mine. As you well know, when the ‘von’ particle precedes one’s name, it is...

​The tourist ticket from New York to Hamburg, north of Germany cost USD 100 and that of the New York-bound train USD 24. The ship was fancy and the trip pleasant. Most of the passengers were both male and female American students heading for Germany and Austria to spend the summer holiday there...

Mr. Simpson’s house is spacious. It is made of thick logs and rests on a hillside covered with cypress and juniper trees. Near the two-story house runs a stream of crystalline water. We arrived close to noon.

​Winter arrived in earnest and Chicago’s winter was excruciating. Blizzards from Canada would blow over the city and temperature would drop to fifteen and twenty degrees below zero.

​‘Where shall I sleep now that the night is here?’ ‘Eldorado Hotel is a few meters away,’ the man replied. I thanked him, carried my heavy luggage and went off.

​At 3:00 pm, we headed to the train station in Malderd’s car. I wanted to go and buy a ticket but the generous man said ‘The ticket is here in my pocket’ and handed it to me. ‘Thank you,’ I said. ‘How much is it ?’ ‘It has already been paid for. I do not pay for train tickets,’...