Our supper was spoiled that night, but we breathed easier----

COCO, VERDUN.

_March_ 25, 1916.

I left the region of Verdun to-day. An order calls me to Paris. I

decided to bring Coco with me, because Coco is the "last civilian in

Verdun."

The poor little parrot is ill at ease in his cage since Madame Louis

went away and since the bombardment of the city began.

When window panes were smashed his feathers bristled up and his frail

little body began to tremble----

I placed the cage in the machine that takes me to

Bar-le-Duc--Repeatedly during the journey the bird cries:

"To Hell with the Crown Prince!"

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