On the Edge of the War Zone From the Battle of the Marne to the Entrance of the Stars and Stripes

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first time since the battle,-you see everything here dates

e the Etat-Major was the last time we heard of it. Isn't that pretty quick work? And with three big br

way. We crept through the tunnel this side of Lagny, and then stood on this side of the Marne, and whistled and shrieked a long time before we began to wiggle across the unfi

men anywhere. All the department shops were open, but few people were in them, and very little to sell. Many of the small shops were closed, and will be, I imagine, until the end of the war. All the Austrian and German shops, and there were many of them, are, of course, closed for good, making wide spaces of closed sh

long the Champs-Elysées, the flags of the Red Cross float over once gay resorts, while big white

anded, and no big office or bank is open

ers going in at one gate, and the public-Indian file-presenting its papers at another. No carriages can enter the courtyard. No one can carry anything but hand luggage, and porters are not allowed to

road. The Germans would love to destroy this road, which is on the direct line to the fro

ing in the dusk over the rough pavement of the court, we heard an aeroplane overhead. Everyone stopped short and looked up. Some fool called "Une Taube-une Taube!" People already inside the station turned and ran back to se

sobeyed the order pasted on every window, and leaned out, we should topple over into the stream. Still, no one seemed to mind. With the curtains drawn, everyone tried to read, by the dim light, a newspaper. It is remarkable how even ordinary people fac

ndé and Voisins, as well as Esbly, had street lamps-gas-before the war, but it was cut off when mobilization began, and so the road was black. This ordinary voyage seemed like journeying in a wilderness, and I was as tired as if

to be. I apologize. Please imagine me very red in the face and feeling a little bit silly. I should not mind your looking on me as a heroine and al

tight" for a few days, and watch-at a safe distance-a battle sweep back. All

when I can send another. But as you see, I have no news to write-just words to remind