. Fragments of an autobiography . CHAPTER II WILL YOU SIT FOR ME, FRIDA? toell i^eiirenrbei^, and i shall ever remember with gratitude, the manwho in my German school-days helpedme along the thorny paths of the Latinand Greek grammar, Herr Magister I suppose I got into trouble, as m^uch asany boy of sixteen, with the so-called regular, andthose disgracefully irregular, verbs the old Greekstolerated. But Dr. Traumann was always kind andhelpful; in fact, he was not only a first-rate teacherbut a lovable man. I had, soon after my arrival inLeipsic, been put under his care, and thanks
. Fragments of an autobiography . CHAPTER II WILL YOU SIT FOR ME, FRIDA? toell i^eiirenrbei^, and i shall ever remember with gratitude, the manwho in my German school-days helpedme along the thorny paths of the Latinand Greek grammar, Herr Magister I suppose I got into trouble, as m^uch asany boy of sixteen, with the so-called regular, andthose disgracefully irregular, verbs the old Greekstolerated. But Dr. Traumann was always kind andhelpful; in fact, he was not only a first-rate teacherbut a lovable man. I had, soon after my arrival inLeipsic, been put under his care, and thanks to hiscoaching, I got so well ahead of myself, that althoughmy scholastic antecedents would really have fittedme more for the Tertia class, I could be pitch-forked into Secunda. / During a temporary absence of my parents fromLeipsic I was for some months staying in the Magis-ters house; three flights of stairs brought one to hisdoor. I usually bounded up those stairs with theelastic step that leads to a happy home, but to-day—fragmentsofautob00mosc
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