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 immediately managed to make use of this on behalf of Messrs. Wilder and Lamm; Fels and Goldenstein each ordered two portions of lunch daily, which they passed on to their co-religionists in question,—Papritz would not give permission to Wilder and Lamm—why, nobody knew, and only the censorists knew why they obtained it. Further, the superintendent announced that he wanted tuto [sic] turn number 60 into an "Intelligenz-Zimmer", and immediately the artillery-man, the corporal motor-driver and several more ′Falloti′ had to shift into another cell; Mr. Karl was appointed our orderly or servant, in consequence of which he immediately forfeited his "Mr." and now only answered to the name Karl. There were now but fifteen in the room, and all had the agreeable feeling such as people are accustomed to have, when they get rid of others, whether in a train, in a tram, in a coffee-house at a crowded table, or in jail. During exercise the engineer remarked that he would apply to the superintendent to be transferred to us, he applied, but apparently the superintendent answered with a sharp refusal, without assigning any reasons. Papa Declich, who had followed his action rather uneasily, was obviously pleased at the refusal, but he did not say a word. The censorists again exerted themselves on behalf of Dr. Jonas from number 64,—also in vain. This Dr. Jonas was perhaps the most nervous man in the whole jail. A handsome young lawyer trom Cracow, who shortly before the war married a millionairess, he had got into the censorship during the war, and from the censorship here. Like the rest. He used to weep and despond for whole nights along. Mr. Fels several times brought him to me, so that I should help him as I had helped them. I attempted it, and at the morning exercise I pointed out to him how unwise it was, to let his life be poisoned by jail; at exercise in the afternoon he again came and looked at me with his despairing