Professor Saalfeld gave him a letter of introduction to Professor Raumer at Berlin, and lie carried with him other introductions both to Professors and to residents in the capital. His journey was uneventful. But Eisleben and Mittenberg, as he passed through them, provoked glowing apostrophes to “undaunted Martin Luther,” although it was eight o'clock on Monday evening when they stopped to change horses and to sup at the latter town. The wide plain which stretches towards Berlin was veiled by night, and he was glad when, at six o'clock on Tuesday morning, the coach passed through Potsdam, and an hour and a half later drove along the Leipziger Strasse and landed him in Berlin.

Two hundred miles were covered in the thirty-six hours. He stayed three days at an inn, spending most of the time in a hunt for lodgings. His father wished him to live if possible in the house of one of the Professors, and so to obtain all the advantages of intercourse with an educated German family; but Professor Eaumer, whom he consulted on the subject, assured him that such a practice was unknown amongst the Professors. The intention had to be abandoned, and a search for rooms to be substituted.

It was not till Friday, November 4, that the search was successful; but by the evening of that day he found himself installed in most comfortable rooms in a house in the Luisen Strasse, for which he paid no more than thirty shillings a-month. During intervals snatched from househunting, he had managed to matriculate at the University and to take tickets for four courses of lectures.