He gargles with camomile tea, coats the roof of his mouth with a tincture of myrrh
and rubs Mentholatum over his chest, nose, gums and tongue. And to top it off, he's in a foul mood!
Rauter, some German bigwig, recently gave a speech. “All Jews must be out of the German-occupied territories before July 1.”
“The province of Utrecht will be cleansed of Jews [as if they were cockroaches] between April 1 and May 1,”
“and the provinces of North and South Holland between May 1 and June 1.”
These poor people are being shipped off to filthy slaughterhouses like a herd of sick and neglected cattle.
But I'll say no more on the subject. My own thoughts give me nightmares!
One good piece of news is that the Labor Exchange was set on fire in an act of sabotage.
A few days later the County Clerk's Office also went up in flames.
Men posing as German police bound and gagged the guards and managed to destroy some important documents. Yours, Anne
THURSDAY, APRIL 1, 1943
Dearest Kitty, I'm not really in the mood for pranks (see the date).
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