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optimistic about German developments. The Germans
could not agree among themselves about their
administrative tasks. The volume of industrial
production left much to be desired.
We left the headquarters of the Swedish Red Cross
in Berlin on a dreary, grey November morning in
the pouring rain. In the still dark streets tired figures
moved. Some were evidently on their way to work.
Others, dragging their shabby and poor belongings,
perhaps meant to try to cross the frontier, bound for
an unknown destiny.
The Stettiner Bahnhof was very depressing. The
rain fell through holes in the bombed roofs and
hundreds of refugees filled the big hall where we
literally waded through the water. They crowded
around the ticket windows before joining the long
lines waiting in front of the gates, faces grey in the
morning light. Such, in a concentrated form, is
Germany a few years after the Armistice, a country of
people without definite aim, without hope and without
joy. The train pulled out of the station. After about
an hour, we passed Oranienburg and Sachsenhausen,
places which I knew so well and which still showed
traces of the frightful destruction of the war. It
looked strangely familiar, with one exception: now
there were other people lined up for roll-call and
morning inspection. It was an eloquent illustration
of the motto: ”The victor has the power, the victor
is always right,”
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