Poems, Letters and Memories of Philip Sidney Nairn. E. Eddison R.

German, very travelled, and the last ten years in Italy. Afterwards we went to the Westminster Café, excellent music. Then I had supper at Scandinavia, and eventually turned in about 3 a.m. In true British fashion the American and I never exchanged names, though we were together for about three hours.

      ‘January 5th. – Had my chocolate rather late. Then went to the Friedrich Museum, and saw the Dutch, Spanish, and Italian Masters, staying there till closing time at 3. A really grand collection. At about 4 I then lunched at the Luitpold Restaurant in the Friedrich Strasse.

      ‘Left by the 7.30 train for Stettin, reaching there at 9.30. Frau — like an owl had lighted no fire. It was cold and cheerless. I had some supper in my diggs, and not feeling very well went to bed soon.

      ‘A city where one does not know a soul is no better than a desert, and I was glad to get away. It is so dreary to walk unendingly through a crowd of unknown faces.

      ‘January 6th (Sunday). – After lunch I slept for the first time since I’ve been here, conforming to the general German custom. In the evening went to Sauft’s where they jumped all over me.

      ‘January 9th. – This morning I received a letter from Edith, enclosing one from the Editor of the Pall Mall Magazine. He has accepted my Sonnet “In the Buchheide” and offers me £l 1s.