he wrong way and does not know how to get on to its legs
again.
Another vexation that he has to contend with is, that every time he moves
a limb or breathes extra hard, the bed (which is only of down) tumbles
off on to the floor.
You cannot lean out of a German bed to pick up anything off the floor,
owing to its box-like formation; so he has to scramble out after it, and
of course every time he does this he barks both his shins twice against
the sides of the bed.
When he has performed this feat for about the tenth time, he concludes
that it was madness for him, a mere raw amateur at the business, to think
that he could manage a complicated, tricky bed of this sort, that must
take even an experienced man all he knows to sleep in it; and gets out
and camps on the floor.
At least, that is what I did. B. is accustomed to German beds, and
doubled himself up and went off to sleep without the slightest
difficulty.
We slept for two hours, and then got up and went back to the
railway-station, where we dined. The railway refreshment-room in German
towns appears to be as much patronised by the inhabitants of the town as
by the travellers passing through. It is regarded as an ordinary
restaurant, and used as such by the citizens. We found the dining-room
at Cologne station crowded with Cologneists.
All classes of citizens were there, but especially soldiers. There were
all sorts of soldiers--soldiers of rank, and soldiers of rank and file;
attached soldiers (very much attached, apparently) and soldiers
unattached; stout soldiers, thin soldiers; old soldiers, young soldiers.
Four very young soldiers sat opposite us, drinking beer. I never saw
such young soldiers out by themselves before. They each looked about
twelve years old, but may have been thirteen; and they each looked, also,
ready and willing to storm a battery, if the order were given to them to
do it. There they sat, raising and lowering their huge mugs of beer,
discussing military matters, and rising every now and again to gravely
salute some officer as he passed, and to receive as gravely his grave
salute in return.
There seemed to be a deal of saluting to be gone through. Officers kept
entering and passing through the room in an almost continual stream, and
every time one came in sight all the military drinkers and eaters rose
and saluted, and remained at the salute until the officer had passed.
One young soldier, who was trying to eat a plate
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