Having made the supremest sacrifice they can make, short of offering up their own lives, they now make another and hide their grief away from sight.

Surely, this war spares none at all--neither those who fight nor those who stay behind.
Toward dusk the streets will fill up with promenaders.

Perhaps a regiment or so of troops, temporarily quartered here on the way to the front, will clank by, bound for their barracks in divers big music halls.

The squares may be quite crowded with uniforms; or there may be only one gray coat in proportion to three or four black ones--this last is the commoner ratio.

It all depends on the movements of the forces.
To-night the cafes will be open and the moving-picture places will run full blast; and the free concert will go on and there will be services in the cathedral of Charlemagne.