Excerpt from Schoolboy Days in Russia I think I know the real culprit. It is one of my col lege mates. A word from me would, perhaps, suffice to immure him in this gloomy prison, to which I was brought two days ago, - to make him the inmate of this damp cell infested with rats and vermin: I can hear the rats running about now, under the dirty straw that serves as my couch. He would receive from the hand of the jailer the loaf of black bread and jug of water which constitute my rations for each day; he would find his fingers and feet become ing more and more benumbed by the cold wind that blows through the bars of my window; he would wear these heavy chains; he would be the Object of general distrust and suspicion. But how can I accuse another person without proofs. Especially when that other person is a schoolmate, and I have only some rather vague charges to make against him, charges based probably to a great extent upon the antipathy and distrust with which he inspired me from the beginning of our 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.