Various, Stories and Letters from the Trenches
“ And far and near the busy, noisy swarm of workers is silent. Every one looks up, seeking some point in the far sky. Officers and men, for a single heart-throb, listen as to a distant song from the lips of children and from a mother's lips, stand there and smile around me in blissful pensiveness, as if there were no longer an enemy. Every one seems to feel the sun, the sun of olden happiness.And yet it had merely chanced that on the German Rhine, in an old castle lost amid trees, a dear little German girl was born. ”
