Small boys and girls with piercing yells kept darting under elbows, old women dozed on doorsteps, babies screamed on every side.

Mothers leaned out of windows, and by their faces you could see that they were screaming angrily for children to come up to bed.

But you could not hear their cries.

Here around a hurdy gurdy gravely danced some little girls.

A tense young Jew, dark faced and thin, was shouting from a wagon that all men and women must be free and own the factories and mills.
A mob of small boys, clustered 'round a "camp fire" they had made on the street, were leaping wildly through the flames.