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much hatred of Servians in this part of Austria. Some of our German recruits on the train call out: "Serben, du mupt sterben", as we pass the stations. In many cases groups of children greet the train with cheers, and at the stops women furnish lemonade, bread and cheese, etc. to the recruits on our train. There are several Bohemians in my car. They have been in Switzerland for years, - are settled there permanently, but they failed to purchase Swiss citizenship (it costs 800 Fr.), and the recent order of the Swiss government forced them out to join the Austrian army.
*One man had married a Swiss woman, had two children, and is a tailor. He is now forced out. Another had just married a Bohemian girl, of Swiss birth, and had purchased a flower store for 1500 Fr. This is all gone. One of their Bohemian companions had taken
*These are reversed, - the [[underlined]] tailor [[/underlined]] was just married.

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a boat that morning, rowed out on Lake Zurich and shot himself.
There has been much delay all along the line. The train is crowded, - largely with recruits, and it is hard to get food and drink. I managed to get a drink of lemonade thorugh the good offices of one of the Bohemian recruits. When I offered to pay for it he said that it was given to them.
At Buch we had got out for the customs inspection. With the great crowd this was of necessity very hasty. My box of loess shells attracted the attention of my inspector, but he was soon satisfied. They did not use the usual stickers, but marked the inspected baggage with chalk. I was surprised to find that no one called for my passport, even on the boundary, and that my camera gave me no trouble. I carried the lenses in my field-glass case, & the plate-holders were empty.
We reached Bischofshofen at about 2 a.m., and had to wait until 4:30 a.m. for another train.