Tobacco was what they sought.
They told me they had been all the way to Belgium and back, but I never have seen men more fit.

Where Germans are haggard and show need of food and sleep, the French were hard and moved quickly and were smiling.
One reason for this is that even if the commissariat is slow they are fed by their own people, and when in Belgium by the Allies.

But when the Germans pass the people hide everything eatable and bolt the doors.

And so, when the German supply wagons fail to come up the men starve.
I went in search of the American consul, William Bardel.

Everybody seemed to know him, and all men spoke well of him.