s come out with another Proclamation, forbidding
the sale of foreign newspapers in Belgium:

I remind the population of Brussels and its suburbs that it is
strictly forbidden to sell or distribute newspapers that are not
expressly authorised by the German Military Government. Any
infraction of this prohibition will entail the immediate arrest of
the vendors, as well as long periods of imprisonment.

The German Military Governor,
BARON VON LUeTTWITZ,
_General._.

My _laisser-passer_ has not come, and there is no telling when we shall
get away. The Germans swear it was sent last night.

* * * * *

_On board S.S. "Oranje Nassau" off Flushing, Sept. 30, 1914._--We got
away on Sunday morning about eleven o'clock, after many calls at
headquarters and a mild row about the _laisser-passer_ that had not been
sent. It was finally discovered that some boneheaded clerk had sent it
by mail--a matter of three days! It was fished out of the military post
office, and we got away in a few minutes.

We were in the big car, heavily laden--two trunks, several valises and a
mail pouch on top--my two passengers inside with their small stuff, the
chauffeur and I in front.

We made quick time out through Tervueren and down to Namur, hearing the
heavy booming of cannon all the time away to the north. Ruin was all the
way--odd farm-houses burned, towns with half the buildings in them, the
Grand Place destroyed, etc. The great square at Namur a heap of brick
and mortar.

The great bridge across the Meuse was dynamited, and the three sections
hung in the river. All the way to Liege the main bridges had been
destroyed, and we had to cross on temporary affairs constructed by the
Germans.

And the Germans were thick all the way, holding us up at frequent
intervals to look at our papers. They have it in for Belgium, and are in
bad humour. We had some fine samples of it during the day.

We stopped not far from Huy for a picnic lunch, and then got under way
again, being stopped frequently all the way to Liege, where we sought
out the Consulate. The Consul had gone to Spa to look after some English
people, but I said my few words to his wife and daughter, and then
hurried away toward Vise and the Dutch frontier.

_Vise n'existe plus!_ Goodness knows what was d