Soon I had to wake to the fact that the house was being looted. Jacob, his wife, and daughter ran into the room. The soldiers had been knocking them about, taking all the food they could lay their hands upon. It was pandemonium let loose! An under-officer came to make a levy on my food for the army going through to Augustowo. He, with his men, looked into every hole and corner, but did not think to look inside the couches, which were full of things! To see your provisions carried off by the enemy is not a pleasant sensation. I asked the under-officer if it were possible the town was to be looted and burned. "Looted--yes--to revenge East Prussia! Burned, not yet,--not unless we go!" These first men had a black cover drawn over their caps and afterwards I heard they were from the artillery. Always the worst! Just at this time there was a great tramping of horses right in the rooms under us--where the hospital had been arranged--a thundering knock on the door, and a captain with his staff walked in. A tremendously big man, he seemed to fill the place! "_Guten Tag._" "_Guten Tag, meine Schwester--Hier habe ich quartier._" "Are you not afraid of typhus?" "Nonsense--we are all inocculated. Is there really typhus?" "Have you a doctor, Captain? Let him decide!" A very fat boy just from the university was presented to me; so young, twenty-three and inexperienced, to have such a responsibility. Examining Wladek he decided it was dysentery, and tore down my notices! As there was no appeal, I tried to be amiable. The _Herr Kapitain_ was not so bad; he cleared the house out, and at least only orderlies came through; but for us was left only the bedroom. Children, servants, all packed together with the typhus patient. The captain was courteous enough, but said I would have to feed staff and men. That day seemed endless. With every moment came fresh troops, and I was glad the _Herr Kapitain_ was in my apartments. At least there would be no looting. The rest of the house was full to overflowing with soldiers. Naturally they blamed the horrible disorder there on to the Russians. A telephone was soon in operation, and we were headquarters. All sorts of wires there were, and a rod sticking out of the roof. We were forbidden to go near that part of the house. Every few minutes some one came to ask me to help them; the poor people, they thought I could make the soldiers give up pig or horse or chickens. At six the captain told me he wished supper in half an hour. The cook seemed on the verge of losing her reason with some one continually making a raid on the kitchen, but she managed to get ready by seven. There were eight officers at the table--and they demanded wine. "I have no wine." "The old Jewess told us you brought home two bottles of wine when the Russians left." "That was given me for my children." "The children have no typhus, the doctor says, so they do not need wine--bring it to us."