STÁTNÍ TAJEMNÍK U ŘÍŠSKÉHO PROTEKTORA V ČECHÁCH A NA MORAVĚ, PRAHA, inv. 1453, sig. 109-4/1207 (poškozeno) Page 63 · 63 of 71
STATE SECRETARY FOR THE RUSSIAN PROTECTOR IN THINGS AND IN MORAVA, PRAGUE, inv. 1453, sig. 109-4/1207 (damaged)
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The repair III. or once came to him an old man Dr. Pinkerton from the USA. with various kinds of infirmities. He timidly knocked on the door A shadow play of Artur D u m k e. and said: I want to speak to him. My head hurts me, the shadows of Jochen Söffing twitch me. I bleed a lot of the nose, [tooth, persons: The speaker torments me my heart, I pinches the Dr. Pinkerton often annoys me the bladder. c Help me, Doctor Pinkertone, The patient. free me from the torments, it doesn't matter to me the money, I. I also want to pay well. \ They know that in America crazy people live. They breed wisdom and mind like corn and green beans. They make their religion like kientopp and theater, and Roosevelt, the world prophet, that's their dear father. td IV. A great play, recently happened, The great doctor saw him in that I want to report here. and threw him on two chairs You don't believe it, I already know that, and said: Done! First of all you say these are stories. I drive away the feelings. Therefore I do not want it word by word He bent his head into his neck just like a fairy tale, - and struck him with the hammer no, see what happened and tied the body firmly in black shadows. with a strong clamp. Then he wiped off his knife with decent papers, II. In Boston, a great doctor lives to repair the guy who has a sharp knife. * 1st, he says: Man is soulless, V. who says he knows better. First, he cut his head on him Man is like a machine, from the vertebra to the forehead he is a machine and pulled and dragged to the light and what you call his soul, all the brains. He cuts thee cross and cross, thy little heart is able to pound, he smeareth and sweeps and breaks and mendeth thy all, flesh and bone. He shows thee, oh, thou poor wrestling, thy most secret crook, and if thou cryest, thou art a man, then he shall be wild and evil. 754 755