A captive at Carlsruhe and other German prison camps, with numerous illustrations by the author . sts to him that some of the Enghsh officersare laughing. GrufEness predominates at once. The interpreter, more visibly nervous thanever, is incited to try again. His Excel-lency wishes—His Excellency wishes—HisExcellency wishes that His Excellency fumes; His Excellencywishes that the poor interpreter—now almostin a state of collapse—commit his message topaper before he commit further is a lengthy confabulation and con-coction of phrase, and ultimately the inter-preter reads sta
A captive at Carlsruhe and other German prison camps, with numerous illustrations by the author . sts to him that some of the Enghsh officersare laughing. GrufEness predominates at once. The interpreter, more visibly nervous thanever, is incited to try again. His Excel-lency wishes—His Excellency wishes—HisExcellency wishes that His Excellency fumes; His Excellencywishes that the poor interpreter—now almostin a state of collapse—commit his message topaper before he commit further is a lengthy confabulation and con-coction of phrase, and ultimately the inter-preter reads stammeringly : His Excellency wishes you to know thathe considers you as no longer our Excellency wishes you to know that hewill do everything he can possibly for yourcomforts. His Excellency wishes you tostrictly observe the prescriptions of thecamp. Thereafter His Excellency givesaudience, and, as a result, it is understoodthat a card system of parole will be adopted ;that an effort will be made to combat theplague of fleas, and that otherwise there willbe immediate NARROW ALLEY, BEESKOW. X In Church—a Polish Baptism ONCE a month we were privilegedattend the ancient Marienkirchfwhere a service modelled as nearlas might be on the Enghsh Churcevensong was conducted by the Germ£Lutheran pastor. The service, including the*sermon, which only lasted three minutes—amodel brevity for homihes—^was sympathetic,simple, and not difficult to follow for anyonewith a sHght knowledge of German. As not infrequently, I probably receivedmost benefit and benediction from mattersextraneous to the ritual. My ears would beassailed by the sharp, almost metallic, tap-ping upon the windows of the leaves of theelm tree outside, which may have sportedthus to the winds of a century or roving eyes sought the Last Supper upon 170 THE OLD ORGAN 171 the reredos, whereon it was to be observedthat one of the Twelve is handing a morselto a dog, while the Disciple whom Je
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