Spanish Refugees Look to You for Life
What does she dream of as she sleeps on the floor wrapped in
sacking, this Spanish child refugee? Of home, of dolls to play with,
shoes for her bare feet, of milk to drink.
She is one of 450,000 whose country has been taken from them, who
depend upon the kindness of strangers.
The French government has housed them somehow, in deserted fac-
tories, old prisons, in farmhouses. They have no beds, no mattresses,
they sleep on loose straw like animals. They have no shoes, only the
clothes they stand up in.
Their diet is so inadequate that they are prey to every disease which
attacks the poor: typhoid, pneumonia, dysentery, scabies.
We have promised to help them, in your name. To establish White
Corners in every refugee camp in France, from which can be distributed
milk, cereals and cocoa to supplement their diet, cod liver oil and medi-
cines to banish disease, shoes, clothing and underwear to enable them
to live like human beings.
“Six hundred refugees in this camp are housed in stables, sleeping on loose straw. 
Some of the women drew us aside to show us that, underneath their coats, which were but-
toned tightly up to the neck, they had no dresses. Those coats had been their only gar-
ment for three months…” 
“The teacher at this camp is making a heroic effort to carry on classes for sixty 
children, without books, paper, pencils. She begged us to send some school supplies 
if there was any money to buy them, since the children must not be allowed to grow 
up in ignorance…”
“Twenty-five children have died of typhoid here, since no antitoxin was available. 
Practically all the children show signs of serious malnutrition.” 
(From reports of Miss Jean Watts, our delegate who visited the camps in France)