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Dracula

Chapter 1
JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL
3 May. Bistritz.-- Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early
next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth
seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the
little I could walk through the streets. I feared to go very far from the station, as
we had arrived late and would start as near the correct time as possible.
The impression I had was that we were leaving the West and entering the East;
the most western of splendid bridges over the Danube, which is here of noble
width and depth, took us among the traditions of Turkish rule.
We left in pretty good time, and came after nightfall to Klausenburgh. Here I
stopped for the night at the Hotel Royale. I had for dinner, or rather supper, a
chicken done up some way with red pepper, which was very good but thirsty.
(Mem. get recipe for Mina.) I asked the waiter, and he said it was called "paprika
hendl," and that, as it was a national dish, I should be able to get it anywhere
along the Carpathians.
I found my smattering of German very useful here, indeed, I don't know how I
should be able to get on without it.
Having had some time at my disposal when in London, I had visited the British
Museum, and made search among the books and maps in the library regarding
Transylvania; it had struck me that some foreknowledge of the country could
hardly fail to have some importance in dealing with a nobleman of that country.
I find that the district he named is in the extreme east of the country, just on the
borders of three states, Transylvania, Moldavia, and Bukovina, in the midst of the
Carpathian mountains; one of the wildest and least known portions of Europe.
I was not able to light on any map or work giving the exact locality of the Castle
Dracula, as there are no maps of this country as yet to compare with our own
Ordance Survey Maps; but I found that Bistritz, the post town named by Count
Dracula, is a fairly well-known place. I shall enter here some of my notes, as they
may refresh my memory when I talk over my travels with Mina.
In the population of Transylvania there are four distinct nationalities: Saxons in
the South, and mixed with them the Wallachs, who are the descendants of the
Dacians; Magyars in the West, and Szekelys in the East and North. I am going
among the latter, who claim to be descended from Attila and the Huns. This may
be so, for when the Magyars conquered the country in the eleventh century they
found the Huns settled in it.
I read that every known superstition in the world is gathered into the horseshoe
of the Carpathians, as if it were the centre of some sort of imaginative whirlpool;
if so my stay may be very interesting. (Mem., I must ask the Count all about
them.)
I did not sleep well, though my bed was comfortable enough, for I had all sorts of
queer dreams. There was a dog howling all night under my window, which may
have had something to do with it; or it may have been the paprika, for I had to
drink up all the water in my carafe, and was still thirsty. Towards morning I slept
 
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