Translation by the Romanian Gendarmerie
Mr. Margulies, Radauti
Dearest Mr. Margulies!
Quickly I am writing these few lines to you. We are bad. My mother is very ill. Davychen broke his collarbone etc. etc., worse luck and apart from that no food. Please send us food so we don’t starve. I beg you. I also asked Mr. Twers to pay you for food from this money or I will pay the courier for you who will be here in a few days. I beg you to help us. Send us butter, fat etc., candles, anything you want, I will be forever grateful.
Many thanks and kind regards,
Dr. Schwind.
Handkisses to your hono[red] wife
Mr. Margulies, Radauţi