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Letter to Edith Foster Dulles
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119(a)
Sunday
March 24 2
Dear Mother.
Relief, surprise,astonishment and uncertainty. We now
know what is hitting us. It is astounding. What it will mean to our
work I do not now know.
But
This morning at seven as I was blissfully sleeping after
a. night disturbed by another false alarm, the siren woke me. I hustled
into some clothes, took an orange and a liece of bread, pillows and
a rug and went to the first floor with Helene. We could hear an OC-
casional ex;pcsion.After a while we ventured out and bought a
paper, then we knew it was not bombs but a canon.
Eve y one was temporarily relieved. For some reason no one
minds shells as much as bombs.A super, super gun in the german trenches
is less terrifying than a "boche" over your head with tons of explos
sives. We were told yesterday that they were coming one or two at a
time all day, but we know no one understood what it was.
I went over to Denfert Rochereau for a while, then Miss
Curtis came along and suggested going to the country for the day.
I thought I might as well get a little rest while possible, as no
telling it may be tomorrow.
We came to Robinson, got here about one,ate a meagre but
S sufficient lunch in the woods. It has been a nice, peaceful Sunday,
though I suppose a minister's daughter ought to be at church under
bombardment.
Pleass dont worry about me. I am in little danger and ,c'est
la guerre, It is only right I should suffer in some way to make
"democracy safe".
I will write again when I know more how things are going.
A very great deal of love to all of you.