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boy’s thoughts were in the same moment lifted above the earthly fogs to 
the brilliant meteor. The heavenly stars twinkled; it seemed as if long 
threads of gold connected them with the earth. 
“Fly with me,” so it sang in the boy’s heart, and the mighty genius 
of generations, faster than bird and arrow, faster than all that is 
earthly, bore him into the unknown, where radiating beams from star 
to star tied the spheres together. Our earth cycled in the clear atmos¬ 
phere between the spheres, city seemed near city, it sang: “What is 
far becomes near when spirit’s mighty genius lifts you.” Again the 
boy stood at the window and looked out; and the younger brother lay 
in his bed. The mother called them by name: “Andreas and Hans 
Christian.” Denmark knows them, the world knows them, the two 
brothers Orsted. 
Helping One Another in Europe 
An International Episode 
By John Finley 
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While the discussion of war reparations for the next thirty years 
or more was proceeding in London, a most beautifully significant inter¬ 
national event was taking place at a northernmost point in Germany, 
one that should sweeten the history of these bitter days for thousands 
in these same thirty years. 
On one side of the island of Riigen a procession of children was 
coming from a long train that had just arrived from Berlin; and on 
the other side another procession was leaving a great white ship that 
had just docked from Sweden. 
The first procession was of 
boys and girls ranging in age 
from six to twelve or thirteen, 
poorly dressed, pale faced, 
undernourished, listless, each 
one identified by a label sewed 
upon the coat or dress and 
each one carrying a little 
bundle. 
The other procession was of 
fresh-faced, buoyant boys and 
girls, a little older, all of them 
also labeled and carrying tidy ^ „ 
i J o J Children from Central Europe After Their 
bundles or packs. Holiday in Sweden 
