Show ONE MUTE STORY OF THE WAR Sunny Nieuport on the a Little City of Among Others Wiped Out of Existence x Nieuport lies upon the the tidal stream tream that stopped the German rush for tor Calais writes William Townsend 1 Porter In the Atlantic Monthly Monthly- That June Tune before ui the world world went mad the peaceful town drowsed In the sun the sun the pearly Belgian sun that painters love The men went down to the sea In their i fishing boats or worked their fields old women their lace upon their knees sat eat In a patch of shade before the door and plied pIled their bobbins children with shrill sweet voices darted about like birds' birds the creaking wain went to and fro tro piled plIed high with the harvest f. f Four thousand simple folk 1 I Not one remains Their houses too are gone Their ancient church their historic tower are mounds of ot ruin And still the hissing shells ho hour r by hour day by day tear down the crumbling walls adding fresh ruin to a scene most deso deso- 1 late The people of the sun are re g gone ne Another An An- Another other race i inhabits 1 there They live in holes beneath the ground They come not forth except to kill |