3rd October, 1915

Dearest! I have not written for a whole month. There were good reasons for this; at first the foul mood described in my last "letter" continued for quite a long time and perhaps became even worse. But then suddenly my depression has improved and since then my mood has been relatively good. I believe that this reversal has been caused by a change of my day's program, and that the name of the medicine is work.

From another pavilion an ensign came to us; in civil life he is a chemist who worked at the National Office for Foodstuff Investigations at Bratislava. This ensign asked me whether I would be prepared to lecture for him one hour per day on topics from our shared specialization. He was joined in his request by Prof. Dr Schmidt who teaches at the Technical College at Bielitz and does not know much about foodstuffs-chemistry being a dyer himself. I was pleased to give my consent and since then my day is too short. In the morning I get up at six, deal with my correspondence (which is regrettably very one sided) and I usually do my Italian homework. People around me begin to wake up; the servants prepare the things for washing and bring hot water for breakfast. Before I finish my toilet and breakfast it is usually 8 - 8.15 a.m. Then I go out for my morning walk and at 9 o'clock the Russian officer comes for his morning inspection and half an hour later we three "prisoners" already sit together.

We take it in turns: one day I lecture on foodstuffs, the next day Prof. Schmidt on chemistry of dyes. The original plan was for 1 hour daily but it is usually 12 noon when we finish. I am always glad when I find that I have not forgotten anything: Schmidt's lectures make me revise things I once learned and teach me much new material. The joint lunch takes up about an hour, then a short nap and at 2p.m. I am already learning Hungarian, i.e., I am translating short exercises as preparation for my lesson, then tea, and at 5 comes the Hungarian teacher and keeps me busy till 6. Thereafter I usually still talk English with him and then comes supper. After supper I walk for half to one hour, at 9 is evening inspection and at 9.30 I go to bed.

So you see that I am indeed very busy, I have hardly any time for reading or any other occupation. When the weather is as good as it has been in the last 3 weeks we practice our sciences outdoors, otherwise in the dormitory. Today is Sunday and day of rest but as compensation I have a lot of Hungarian homework. In the afternoon at 4.30 there is a great concert given by the Hungarian Orchestra and the German-Austrian choral society. I wanted to write still more today but it is too late already, my breakfast would be cold and I would disrupt the program of my companions as well. However, since tomorrow is an anniversary day, I shall write again in the morning risking to be unprepared for my lesson.

Thousand kisses.

© The estate of Otto Feldmann: Monica Lanyado, Tzafrah Shushan and Aya Shochat