A French emigree writes to us and says: ― “Sir, It is a poor old emigree who asks your help. Since I was forced by the bombardment to leave my home, I have had no prayer book of any sort. Then I saw by a soldier’s post-card that you were good enough to give Testaments to the soldiers who asked you for them. I thought you would not refuse an unfortunate old woman. If you will do this, be sure, sir, of my gratitude. ― Mes Civilities Empressees, Mme.
D —. C —, Refugee a Noirleau.”