also to bring the first little group with me myself.
Others will be fetched during the next weeks by other ladies of
our committee. We spent the night in Frankfurt in the houses of
German ladies, who are already looking forward to their future
little guests. The whole expedition will belong to one of the
pleasantest peace remembrances of the war, and it was a
particular pleasure and benefit to me to see and to experience
personally in the work of my mission, in how many directions and
with what sincerely good and noble intentions the Governor
General endeavours to mitigate personal suffering, and
particularly how he cares for the children who are separated
from their parents.

I hope soon to write more. The children will now be taken to
their parents by Swiss ladies, and I am on the point of starting
for Frankfurt, where there are many important points to discuss
with the Committee for Advice and Aid in connection with our
common work.

The last-named committee is a local Frankfort Emergency Committee for
Aliens.

A SOLDIER AND THE CHILDREN.

Here is a German N.C.O. writing in _Vorwaerts_ of some experiences in the
Russian occupied territory:

He describes the poverty of the people, the lack of even such
necessaries of life as salt, boots, etc.; how little children are
running about in the snow with bare feet, and often with no other
garment on them than a shirt. He adds:

On the whole, however, the children give me great joy, though
also not a little annoyance owing to their importunity.
Fortunately, during my activity in connection with the school
children's gymnastic society at ---- I have gained so much
patience that I never permit myself to lose my temper. While I
am writing this already ten or twelve children have invaded my
room asking for bread. Everyone of them got something. I am now
almost reduced to beggary myself, and whatever I can get hold of
is given to the children, so that they may enjoy themselves. I
got from a friend a few packets of ginger cakes. I gave them all
away, and I do not even know how they tasted.

And when I show them photographs of my children's gymnastic
society there is almost a riot. How I wish I could understand
them better! A little girl of 13, who always reminds me of my
own second daughter, has won my heart completely. Every day she
says to