When I awoke this morning, it was raining, and it has rained ever since. I took the electric car over to Dusseldorf, a 20 minutes ride which took me across the beautiful Rhine Bridge build in 1896–98, which spans the stream in two arches. The gate way at each end are very fine, the central…

Editor’s note: Hermann’s out fishin’ . . . well, more likely eating and napping, definitely not writing today.

My dear boy: I certainly had a hard time to get away from Neuss. They wanted us to stay over Sunday, and we all wanted to stay, but I had made all arrangements for our reception at Bremen and, besides, I did not wish “to wear our welcome out.” So we departed at 10 o’clock…