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A slow tedious evening. [[strikethrough]] traint [[/strikethrough]] train from north arrived. Hustle and bustle of passengers who [[strikethrough]] now [[/strikethrough]] first have to buy tickets for [[underlined in red]] "Auxiliaire" [[/underlined in red]] R. R. intend of being able to buy them be. forehand. then crowd into dining room then hustle to get aboard etc. No tickets sold for North until tomorrow morning and [[underlined in red]] Chief of Station [[/underlined in red]] as well as [[underlined in red]] ticket agent rival in gruffness as if the had [[/underlined in red]] been instructed to do so so as to harass the poor passengers So simple would it be to sell tickets one day in advance so that passengers might know at least whether they will have accomodation or not, But no. To morrow
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at 5 [[underlined]] 30 [[/underlined]] A.M! the ticket office will be open and anybody who is not there in time will be left in the cold. I remained till 9. P.M. to see that my trunk got checked, then by [[underlined in red]] by bribing the sleeping car conductor [[/underlined in red]] was finally allowed to sleep in sleeping car. I slept all dressed so as to get up in time when train started. While waiting I suddenly heard the same [[underlined in red]] dreadful whining voice of that dreadful [[/underlined in red]] woman [[underlined in red]] Mrs. Sawyer! [[/underlined in red]] How long shall I be persued by [[underlined in red]] this horrible voice. [[/underlined in red]] I hoped at least that she would have been to lazy, or ill to get up so early. but no! Then the 3 [[underlined in red]] Germans rushed in [[/underlined in red]] and shout at 6 A.M. the train started moving