My Years with Ludwig von Mises.pdf - The Ludwig von Mises Institute
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ank of captain. For a while they had their lodgings together. One<br />
morning, when it was bitter cold, they peered through the icecovered<br />
window and saw the ten-year-old daughter of the farmer's<br />
wife <strong>with</strong> whom they lived take a completely naked baby of perhaps<br />
one year outside and hold her up until she had eased herself.<br />
Lu was horrified. "But the child·will die," he said. "No," replied<br />
Strisower. "If she is healthy, she will survive. That's how it is here<br />
in the country; only the strong ones can survive."<br />
Lu was proud of his ability to provide for his men. By chance, a<br />
first-class cook from a good Austrian hotel had joined Lu's company.<br />
This man was able to bake the famous Viennese pancakes<br />
(they are like the French crepes suzette) for all the men while the<br />
company was marching and the kitchen, of course, was on the<br />
move, too. He adored Lu and proved this by always giving him an<br />
extra portion. But he was never satisfied <strong>with</strong> Lu's appetite. "<strong>The</strong><br />
first lieutenant is eating like a woman in childbed," he complained.<br />
To please Lu he also fed a little colt, which had been born<br />
during a battle and was loved by all the men of the company. <strong>The</strong>y<br />
often went <strong>with</strong>out food themselves, but they still fed the colt.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n one day the army took the colt away. <strong>The</strong>y needed meat. That<br />
was a black day for all of Lu's men. Lu got typhoid in 1917 and,<br />
after a few months, was called back to Vienna, where he workedstill<br />
in uniform-<strong>with</strong> the General Staff in the Ministry of War<br />
until the last day of the war.<br />
In the first years of our relationship L u was almost an enigma to<br />
me. I never had seen such modesty in a man before. He knew his<br />
value, but he never boasted. Different from all men I had met<br />
before, he felt deeply <strong>with</strong>out the need to talk about it all the time.<br />
I had never trusted the feelings of actors. Men who love professionally<br />
every night, project their feelings constantly to the outside,<br />
and have to tell the whole world about themselves never<br />
seemed real men to me. <strong>The</strong>ir only steady love affair is <strong>with</strong> themselves.<br />
I think it was the extreme honesty in Lu's feelings that<br />
attracted me so strongly to him. <strong>The</strong>se feelings were so overpowering<br />
that he, who wrote thousands of pages about economics and<br />
money, could not find the words to talk about himself.<br />
Before we married, this love must have been a very distressing<br />
factor in his life-so upsetting that he knew he could fight a battle<br />
in the Carpathian Alps, but could never win the battle against<br />
himself. He became frightened. I was the only woman he wanted<br />
to marry from .the first moment he met her. He never changed his<br />
feelings or his mind about this decision. I knew that there were<br />
many young women who were desperately in love <strong>with</strong> him. His<br />
private seminar in Vienna had several female participants who<br />
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