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By the end of May I felt up to a walking trip, Fraulein Groth lent me a rucksack and showed me how to pack and adjust it, and Agnes and Walter developed an itinerary which was to wind up in Seehausen, on the Staffilee, where they had spent vacations. "It's a charming" Little place, and you could spend a few days there with Frau Tege, where we always stay." After a few days of walking the country roads of the Bavarian Alps, I reached Seehausen and found Frau Tege's house which turned out to be a white plastered farmhouse typical of Upper Bavaria, with living quarters and cow stalls under the same roof. My bedroom was reached by passing through Rosel's and since she usually went to bed earlier than I did she was apt to be already under her big leather puff as I groped my way on tip toes. Rosel was the second daughter in the family and her courtship by a most distressingly crude looking village boy