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mixed trains with horses, men and equipment, and everywhere there's bustle and excitement. We finally left for Zurich at about 3 P.M., - much belated. We passed through a region of rather low rounded mountains, - forest-covered, and reached Zurich about 6 P.M. Here also we found the station guarded and crowded, and everything was in the hands of the military. We left Bertha at the station, and immediately hunted up the Consul-General, who luckily was still at his office. The Consul-General is David F. Wilbur, a big, jolly good-natured ^[[insertion]] typical [[/insertion]] American politician. He was unable to give no definite information, but he called up the Austrian Consul, von Jaeger, and asked if my pass would carry me through to Prague. He reported that it would, and arranged to have me call at the office at 9 the next morning.

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He ^[[insertion]](our Consul) [[/insertion]] is evidently on chummy terms with Consul von Jaeger. On matters in general he had no information, and insisted on referring us to the Cook agency.
It rained, - and we left the consulate in a shower. We started out to look for a hotel, and fell upon the Limmathof, - modest hotel near the banks of the Limmathof river, nearby. Think of it! We started out on the "Beatus" in the morning, and landed in the "Limmat" hotel in the evening! (This should be labeled as Bertha's joke!) We then returned to the station, where a great throng was gathered, and found that the Jacksons had come in. They also went to our hotel.
It rained again in the evening.
The war excitement continues, and "extras" are being hawked about at 10 centimes often a sheet with only one little item on it, - and that unreliable!