workmen's houses in their almost incessant raids and
shellings of this town. But there it is, and to-day's raid—
which, incidentally, was one of the worst they have had—
was no exception. In this little street, as a matter of fact,
there was just one small stone house, and apart from all the
windows being blown to bits it hadn't actually been hit,
The poor little wooden ones had come down like playing-
card houses.

The street was indeed a pitiable sight; some of the
houses were little shops, and everything^ just as I had seen
in Helsinki, was strewn all over the street. One shop had
evidently been a tailor's, which produced a tragi-comic
relief in the shape of a tailor's dummy, leaning drunkenly
against a smashed-in cupboard, with its trousers blown off
and its shirt-tails blowing in the wind*

Well, that is my first real experience of an air-raid, at
close quarters at any rate, and at quite close enough quarters
for my own liking. About twenty-five planes took part in
the raid; I think it worked out that they averaged a
private dwelling each and hit nothing of any real impor-
tance to them. A large number of people were injured, and
so far as I have heard, two were killed.