Excerpt from Our Diary in Europe, 1871 On the clear sunny morn of Wednesday, May 10th, 1871, the Steamship Colorado left its pier at New York for Queenstown, Ireland, and for a time we bid adieu to our homes. Passing Sandy Hook we found the sea perfectly calm, scarcely a ripple marring its surface; our pilot left us now, and, as he departed, it seemed the last tie wasbeing severed thatbound us to our homes, and we left to the mercy of the wind and waves. One earnest, yearning prayer went out from our hearts, that God would keep us and our loved ones at home unharmed - would protect us in our travels, and bring us safely back. Soon the sunset auguries seemed to foretell a pleasant and prosperous trip, for in dappled gold and crimson flecks the flattened orb went down behind the waves; no clouds disturbed the scene save the light gossamer mantle the departing hours wrapped around them as they stepped softly through the portals opened for them; the stars came out brightly, and as we met the deepening swell of old ocean, our gallant boat bowed gently as though it met an old acquaintance. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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Excerpt from Diary of European Trip ON board the rotterdam, July 2, 1912 Mr. And Mrs. August Kohn starting for Europe. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Diary of My European Trip Ket-place, some dressed in picturesque cos tumes. It seemed that all who were not soldiers wanted to sell something to the passengers. The Moors went about trying to sell funny-looking copper coins. I bought a dozen fresh eggs from a Turk in regal costume for eight pence - 16 cents. Without hearing a joke, and even without seeing any prominent noses amongst us, he said, I'm a Yahuda this being proba bly a trick of his trade - to be of any relig ion the occasion might warrant. I bought a money-pouch from an African. Very small donkeys do all the hauling of very big loads strapped on either side of them in huge baskets. Many Spanish women run about here, some quite pretty, but wearing neither shoes, stockings, nor hats. Altogether, we spent a few pleasant hours looking at a queer, pretty little City, and a very funny, mixed-up lot of people. We said: Good-bye, Gibraltar. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Hailed as one of the most important works on the Hitler period, this is an “astonishing, compelling, and unnerving” portrait of life in Nazi Germany between 1936 and 1944—from a man who nearly shot Hitler himself (The New Yorker) Friedrich Reck might seem an unlikely rebel against Nazism. Not just a conservative but a rock-ribbed reactionary, he played the part of a landed gentleman, deplored democracy, and rejected the modern world outright. To Reck, the Nazis were ruthless revolutionaries in Gothic drag, and helpless as he was to counter the spell they had cast on the German people, he felt compelled to record the corruptions of their rule. The result is less a diary than a sequence of stark and astonishing snapshots of life in Germany between 1936 and 1944. We see the Nazis at the peak of power, and the murderous panic with which they respond to approaching defeat; their travesty of traditional folkways in the name of the Volk; and the author’s own missed opportunity to shoot Hitler. This riveting book is not only, as Hannah Arendt proclaimed it, “one of the most important documents of the Hitler period,” but a moving testament of a decent man struggling to do the right thing in a depraved world.