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We might safely assume that the hospitals and the graveyard of Maubeuge
would be busy places that evening, thereby offering strong contrasts to
the rest of the town. But I should add that we found two other busy
spots, too: the railroad station--where the trains bringing wounded men
continually shuttled past--and the house where the commandant of the
garrison had his headquarters. In the latter place, as guests of Major
von Abercron, we met at dinner that night and again after dinner a
strangely mixed company. We met many officers and the pretty American
wife of an officer, Frau Elsie von, Heinrich, late of Jersey City, who
had made an adventurous trip in a motor ambulance from Germany to see
her husband before he went to the front, and who sent regards by us to
scores of people in her old home whose names I have forgotten. We met
also a civilian guest of the commandant, who introduced himself as
August Blankhertz and who turned out to be a distinguished big-game
hunter and gentleman aeronaut.
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