ibing some of my own experiences."

Mr. Whitehouse made the journey outside Antwerp with two military cars,
attended by Belgian officials. In describing the damage which he says
the Belgians had to inflict upon themselves to supplement the defenses
of Antwerp, he said:

"Hundreds of thousands of trees had been cut down, so that at some
points of our journey we had the impression of passing through a
wilderness of roots. The tree trunks had all been removed so as to
afford no cover to the enemy. All houses had been blown up or otherwise
destroyed. Later we passed through the country which had been flooded as
a further measure of defense. The damage resulting from these
precautionary measures alone amounted to L10,000,000, ($50,000,000.)

"In the villages all ordinary life was arrested. Women and children were
standing or sitting dumb and patient by the roadside. Half way to
Termonde we could plainly hear the booming of guns and saw many
evidences of the battle which was then raging.

"I had read newspaper accounts of the destruction of Termonde and had
seen photographs, but they had not conveyed to my mind any realization
of the horror of what actually happened. Termonde a few weeks ago was a
beautiful city of about 16,000 inhabitants--a city in which the dignity
of its buildings harmonized with the natural beauty of its situation, a
city which contained some buildings of surpassing interest.

"I went through street after street, square after square, and I found
every house entirely destroyed with all its contents. It was not the
result of the bombardment; it was systematic destruction. In each house
a separate bomb had been placed, which had blown up the interior and set
fire to the contents. All that remained in every case were portions of
the outer walls, which were still constantly falling, and inside the
cinders of the contents of the buildings. Not a shred of furniture or
anything else remained.

"This sight continued throughout the entire extent of what had been a
considerable town. It had an indescribable influence upon observers
which no printed description or even pictorial record could give. This
influence was increased by the utter silence of the city, broken only by
the sound of the guns.

"Of the population I thought that not a soul remained. I was wrong, for
as we turned into a square where the wreck of what had been one of the
most beautiful of Gothic churches met my eyes a blind woman and her
dau