A captive at Carlsruhe and other German prison camps, with numerous illustrations by the author . the leaves falling fromthe trees outwith the windows. These humble folk, many of them, woulddesire to remain behind for our service, butthe guard has received special instructionsfrom the Commandant this morning, andthe German soldiers turn them out. Oneelderly dame makes a spirited demand foradmission, and, the soldier proving obdurate,she bides her time until his back is turned,then enters and falls upon her knees facingthe altar as if defying him to turn herout. The padre gives us a little homi
A captive at Carlsruhe and other German prison camps, with numerous illustrations by the author . the leaves falling fromthe trees outwith the windows. These humble folk, many of them, woulddesire to remain behind for our service, butthe guard has received special instructionsfrom the Commandant this morning, andthe German soldiers turn them out. Oneelderly dame makes a spirited demand foradmission, and, the soldier proving obdurate,she bides her time until his back is turned,then enters and falls upon her knees facingthe altar as if defying him to turn herout. The padre gives us a little homily onthe approaching peace, with a further urgingof that Peace which the world cannotgive. On the march back to our Lager we passan ancient and dilapidated hackney-coach,open to display to an admiring world twoof our mothers, with bundles tied with blueribbon and red, in which the babies have REVEILLE 179 been entirely buried out of sight against abiting wind. Adventures Afoot On the outskirts of Beeskow was a greatKaserne or barracks of the Garde-Feld-artillerie-Regiments, from which in the. OLD INN AT BEESKOW, NOW BUENED DOWN. morning we could sometimes hear the buglesing reveille. This is not dissimilar to ourown, and carries the same suggestion init of the ascending sun. In those dreary 180 A CAPTIVE AT CARLSRUHE and difficult days the same heavy anduneasy suggestion also, that it falls uponmany ears as unwishful to hear it asthey would the Last Trump on JudgmentMorn. Sometimes we would meet a company ofGerman soldiers coming back from a routemarch or returning from the shooting range—a likely enough looldng lot, marchingstoutly and singing lustily. When the Unier-offizier saw us he would give the order tomarch to attention, which was very smartlycarried out. In walking through the townwe were continually followed by the littlechildren, who would clatter after us intheir sabots, in manner reminiscent of the Pied Piper of Hamelin, making demandfor Kuchen. They would even b
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