d?”

    quot;Near Stalingrad.”

    quot; kind of ?”

    quot;tbitten feet and a fracture of t arm.”

    t report of t ster. One  of sill  he could barely say a word.

    I o drop Dussels soap on tep on it. Noo compensate s one bar of inferior ime soap a month.

    Yours, Anne

    thURSDAY, MARCh 25, 1943

    Dearest Kitty,

    Mot and I ting quite pleasantly toget niger suddenly came in and ;a barrel falling over in t; and quot;someone fiddling he door.”

    Margot  too, but rying to calm me dourned ed

    doairs. A minute or ter Mrs. van Daan came up from o told us t Pim o turn it off and tiptoe upstairs. But you knoo be quiet -- tairs creaked tes later Peter and Pim, to relate their experiences.

    tioned taircase and ed. Nothing happened.

    tairs,  to   kicking up a fuss and making a lot of noise. tiptoed in our stockinged feet to t floor. Mr. van D. o bed, so ime Mr.

    van D. coug.  cougil someone came up  idea of giving ely.

    Once again ed and ed, but o t taken to tsteps in an ot building. t te office ly grouped around tuned to England. If to notice it and call t up, pulled on  and pants, put on  and cautiously folloairs, er (armed o be on t be and me) ed in suspense until turned five minutes later and reported t tivity in t to run any er or flusoilet; but since everyones stomacension, you can imagine tencer hroom.

    Incidents like ters, and tion. Number one: tertoren bells stopped cing. Number t early last nig su