There is one lady somewhere in Norway who has made up her mind natio give up writing no fatter what obstacles may be in the way. The majority of her letters have fallen prey to the censors, since she is a most outspoken person and does not seem to care much what the Nazis think (when they do). It did happen the other day that one of her letters got through and here are a few lines from it: "I dare say it must be considered all right that a letter from me reaches you from time to time. I must try to write again but, dear me, what is one to write about? One's lips are sealed with seven seals and we are all cursing the restrictions. You remember of course our foster child who arrived at our home after the last war with a tag on her? She is back in her own country. Well, you may be sure that I ^m not writing to her. I hate her relations too much for that, Yesterday we had our photographs taken for identifeation cards. You certainly would laugh and it is a great pity that I can't send you my picture—before end after the invasion."
The cruel Gestapo chief, Heinrich Himmler, is for the second time this year paying a visit to Norway. This is a definite proof of the effective passive resistance the Norwegians are offering. On his last visit the newly enrolled members of the "Standarte Nordland." Quisling's "Germanic" regiment, which soon dwindled to a company, took the oath of allegiance in his sinister presence.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.