The telephone seldom rings, for ail of our friends have been interned. All day long yesterday not a car passed, except for the policeman. What a changed city! Over on the boulevard we can hear traffic that sounds like Army trucks passing, but that is all. Bill was just saying that when we are interned we will probably find life more social. But I am quite happy here. I like the privacy of a home. Today we were saying what lesson we are drawing from this experience. Bill says that this will teach him Humility. Jane says it will teach her Patience. Carl has not expressed himself, but for me it will be a good lesson in Faith in God and also in mankind.