New Britain Herald Newspaper, December 27, 1917, Page 3

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B oson » Store An Attractive Showing of Silk and Heatherbloom PETTICOATS . <Direct from the Manufac- turer, in Black ,Solid Colors, and Changeable Combina- . tions. Ranging® in Price i “'from $1.75 to $5.00. BLANKETS and COMFORTABLES ~ Should be of interest now that Zero Weather has ar- rived. Fine, Soft, Warm Beacon _ Blankets, extra heavy, $3.25 and $4.00. Army and’ Navy Single Blankets, extra heavy $3.00 . and $4.00. Fine California Wool Blankets from $5.00 to $10. Comfortables $1.75 to $3.00 THE COMM}ER LITTIE GINETTE DIES ON TRAIN And Her Frightened Gompanions Tried to Outwit Germans New York, Dec. 28.—Only when the war is over will we know what Bel- glum and the invaded departments of France suffered under the German oc- cupation. The little story which fol- lows casts only a faint sidelight on the brutality of that regime. It makes no accusations, it describes no atrocities. It deals merely with a pathetic inci- dent of the repatriation of a group of little French girls, held for two years or more in the occupied territory. Their lot has been better than the average lot of those who stayed behind —better by far than that of their eld- er sisters and brothers. But on their youthful minds has been stamped also the indelible imprint of German ter- rorism. For more than 24 hours they had been travelling across Germany, shut in like animals, in a cattle car in which there still lingered an acrid odor of the stable. At one of the sta- tions where the train stopped a big Prussian had come in, grumbling, to ! attach to the roof of the car a sort of miner's lamp, with an open flame. And since they were afrald of him he began {o laugh—wit ha cruel laugh which expgsed three whole testh and some b'ueish tooth stumps. One of them, braver or more reso- lute than the others, went up to him. “Mr. Sold:er,” she asked “in case one of us should die on the train, what would yo1 do?” The Prussian reflected a moment. He seemed amost to smile. Then he extended his hairy paws and went through the motions of taking hold of a corpse 'and tossing it roughly through the open door. No matter where—into the dttch, perhaps, which ran alongside the railroad track. ‘Bah! I would do like that! Ha! Ha! Just like that.” And he appeared to enjoy hugely their terror, which expressed itself in a shivery cry. But as the train be- gan to move again he jumped qnickly on the running board, pushed the sliding door to and padlocked it with two turns of his key. The train now plunged along amid a thunder of turning wheels. Then, in the shadow, the group of little girls dissolved and exposed to view, on a bed of straw, a motionless and haggard figure, racked with coughing. A voice said: “It may be still far away—the fron- tier, If only she doesn’t die betore we get to Switzerland. The Prussian has sald so. They would throw her out! She would remain in Germany. And her mamma is waiting for her at the Rallroad Station. Her mamma would not see her! Oh! She would never see her!" They were a score of poor little children from occupied French terri- tory whom His Majesty, William II, Emperor of Germany, and King of Prussia, had consented to return to their families after two years of war. It was the evening of the day before when they boarded the train. They did not know one another then, for they had ben collected from all the corners of the invaded departments of France. But no sooner were they thrown together, locked in their roll- ing prison, than they began to kiss one another, like little sisters who had met after a long separation. The following morning, at dawn, lit- tle Ginette Pinson had a coughing spell. A little blood on them had en- larged her lips, as paint enlarges those |of an actress, and she had clenched ther hands on her breast ag if to jwrest from it the source of her suf- fering, Poor Ginette! She was 9 years old and she looked scarcely 6, so much had the privations of life in the occu- pied district emaciated her. Her cough | becoming hoarser and shorter all the time, turned toward evening into a rattle, and, all at once, just after the rude Prussi left the car, the last agony brought a cold perspiration to the brow ot the dying child, choked {her nostrils, turned her finger nails violet and forced open her mouth in u | last desperate struggle for breath. The little ones scarcely dared to ibend over Ginette, so much had the japproach of death unnerved them. And yet their children’s eyes had seen along the roads, at the time of the flight from northern France, many grinning faces of corpes. It was now completely dark outside. The wind, which whistled through the spaces of the night made the tele- graph wires sing and tremble. Sud- denly Ginette collapsed. She raised her arms stiffly and let them fall again, Then, her eyes shrinking back i under the half-closed lids, she lay cn- tirely motionless. It was over. A voice cried: “She is dead!” They all shuddered. ““Ah, Ginette! Ginette!" The train slowed down. miade a grinding sound. “Maybe we are there,” the children, hopefully. “I believe that we are going to be a long time in Germany,” said an- jother. “And if they come in they will take Ginette awa) “And her mamma! And her mam- ma!” sighed a pitiful voice. They sobbed as they thought of that poor mamma who was awaiting down there in the night, ol the platiorm of a little Swiss station, the long- hoped for return of her daughter. Who would dare tell her: “Ginette is dead. She was left be- The brakes said one ‘of CUTICURA HEALS YOUNG BABY'S RASH In Three Weeks. Itched and | Burned. Could Not Sleep. ““When my baby girl was about six weeks old she broke out with a rash on her head, face, and body. It came in the form of water blisters and itched and burned so that she could not sleep, and when she scratched, water would run out and cause crusts. All her hair came out and w{\e’;;d the eruptions were to Wil keep bandaged. *‘I tried many rcmedxes. ‘Then I tried Cuticura Soap and Ointment. They seemed to help her and in less v.han three weeks she was completely healed.” (Signed) Mrs. Georgia Collins, Sher- man, Me.. Sept. 15, 1916. Nothing better to clear the skin of punples. lotches, redness and rough- ness, the scalp of dandruff and itching and the hands of chap; &x ing and soreness. Cuucun Soap used daily for all toilet with touches of Ointment now then to soothe and heal tends to | prevent skin troubles. For Free Sample Each Return Mail address post-card: ‘‘Cuticurs, Dept. B, Boston.” Sold, everywhere. e hind in Germany. The Prussians kept her.” The tram stopped. A key outside | scraping, sought the keyhole of the ! padlock. The inspecting officer doubt- | less was about to enter. And Ginette? ! Would they let Ginette be carried off. | by these accursed Germans? 1 “And her mamma! And her mam- ma'” The key a second time clicked l\ against the bolt. Then a hand un- loosed the padlock. “Quick! Do as I say!” ordered in her shrill voice Marie Clavet, the little one who some hours back had dared to question the Prussian soldier. “We will seem to have been sleeping. I am | going to rock Ginette in my arms. But don’t leave me alone. You must be ‘by me. I want to feel your hands on me. We will arrange ourselves in a { group.” When a soldier entered, swinging a big lantern and lighting the way for an officer, they were all together at one end of the car, some seated, oth- ers stretched on the s‘raw as if asleep. At the sound of footsteps they ap- pared to awaken and sat upright, rub- bing their eyes. They surrounded Ma- rie Clavet. 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