Berlin, Aug. 26.
All buses, trams and undergroünd railways early today were abruptly halted by orders during the first real British air raid on Berlin, while officialdom evinced an eager concern for my safety.
"I had only gone a short distance after the sirens started screeching when a German equivalent of an Air Raid Precautions warden snatched me from the darkness of the Potsdamer Platz, in the centre of the capital," writes a staff correspondent of the United Press, He almost lifted me off my feet and, half-carrying and half-dragging me, thrust me into a shelter where T found another American, an Italian and veetheart, and a few Germans.
"The latter were greatly annoyed with the R.A.F. for disturbing their sleep. Finally I asked the warden t^ let me go. I was released, but, whil rushing back to the offices of t United Press, was collared by another constable.
"When I explained that I was an American newspaperman trying to reach my office, he allow me to proceed with the warning: You're plain damn fool for not getting into a shelter'"—United Press.
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