Looking around, the grim reality of war was brought terribly close by the sight of the maimed and injured, but the vision of a dainty, young girl arranging pink carnations in a jam jar beside a wounded hero gave a much-needed, softening touch of beauty. The smile which lit up the recipient's eye was sufficient reward. In another corner a sleek, coiffured head was seen intently bent over a soldier's hand. On closer inspection, it was found that a manicure, probably the first he had ever received, was being given. Pleased as a child, he was holding up and admiring the hand that had just been done.
Another soft-voiced creature was relating the days news to an interested group, while others were busy feeding canned fruits, which they had brought, to those unable to help themselves. While these tender ministrations were being performed by the former cabaret girls, nurses and their assistants, all volunteers, quietly sped about their vitally important, if less picturesque, tasks.
Thus do the women of China contribute their bit towards the life-and-death struggle which their nation is facing.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.