s out in armies to
kill each other unless they persuaded us somehow that we only were
wonderfully fine chaps, and the others were brutes. Yet the appeal of
kindness and devotion tells everywhere. So when the German science
student, Albin Claus, mentioned in Madame Cyon's account (p. 262), found
her much overworked, he said, "You go to sleep, and I will keep watch,"
and he helped in all ways to keep things right.

"I have since written to the same science student," writes Madame Cyon;
"before leaving the hospital he asked my address and I his. He told me
he would always be glad to help me in any way, as he knew that I had
five brothers in the French army. At the time one of my brothers was
missing. I wrote to this man, then promoted a Lieutenant, and I had two
letters from him via Switzerland. The correspondence was concerning my
brother, and Lieutenant V. R. Albin Claus did his best to help me, and
spoke in his letters of his stay in hospital 105, thanking me for my
care."

ANOTHER SORT OF WITNESS.

The soldier on both sides has been told all sorts of horrors about the
enemy. Hatred is recognised as a great weapon of destruction. The
contrast between what the soldier has seen and what he has heard is well
illustrated by a story told by Mr. John Buchan in one of his lectures. A
wounded Scot had said to him, of the Germans, "They're a bad, black lot,
_but no the men opposite us_. They were a very respectable lot, and
grand fechters."--_Times_, April 27, 1915.

WAR ZONE CHILDREN.

Under the heading "War Zone Children," the following paragraph appeared
in the _Westminster Gazette_ of the 30th November, 1915:

The Society of Friends' Emergency Committee for Aliens has just received
the following letter from Dr. Elisabeth Rotten, of Berlin (before the
war lecturer at Newnham College, Cambridge), showing that the German
committee for helping alien enemies in distress is not behind similar
committees in this country in looking after the little ones belonging to
enemy countries:

30/11/15.

Before I leave Switzerland, after a short visit, I should like
to write you a few lines.

I have been ten days in Belgium in order to get permission to
take Belgian and French children home to their parents, who had
left them in the occupied country before the outbreak of war and
were now living in France or in other foreign parts.

I was