THE SECRETARY TO THE RUSSIAN PROTECTOR IN THINGS AND IN MORAVA, PRAGUE, inv. 2373, sig. 109-12/18

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62 gleaming it from the breath of separation, for which it was united in spirit. She sent us on the same path, whose goal we believed in the distant future, but which in a few years made a powerful man happy the present and the reality. It was on the evening of the day on which you had completed your study life. In the auditorium of the ancient University of Prague you had been awarded a doctorate. The oath you, the sworn fingers on the sceptre, solemnly made before the rector, dean and your comrade, had become a promise to you on the first day. Whoever is sent out by the Prague High School has not only dignity and honor of science to preserve. Above all, he has his honour to keep pure as a German, for higher than anything else his people stand for him, life and freedom of this people, even when it seemed at that time, as the dream of this freedom already stands for the delusion of a fool. That evening, therefore, we returned from a tour of the city. It was supposed to be your last one for a long time, and that's why you breathed the magic of Prague into deep air. The year was prepared for spring and the sun had poured out a sea of Lidt all day over the Bohemian land. And tomorrow you wanted to say goodbye to Erag. A touch of melancholy lay above you, how a little pain will be for the heart if he should separate himself from something that has become a daily habit for him. You did not like to leave this city, which had become your second home in bit-ter, hard years. You almost know her past like your own life, and you believed in her future, in the return of the empire to a city that had a crown, sword and apple in its walls centuries ago. But you went because the afflicted homeland needed you in the North Bohemian mountains. She needed everyone and therefore her reputation was irresistible.