Axel Gorm Andersen, who lives in Woodside, L. I., is five. Last spring, when the Nazis invaded Norway, little Axel found himself in Trondheim, 4,000 miles from home. Mrs. Andersen had taken Axel to show him to his great-aunt and left him there for a visit, never dreaming that the Nazi war machine would sweep that far north.
There was nothing for Axel to do but stare, big-eyed, at the Nazi war machine and wait. In the U. S., Father & Mother Andersen spent four months sending frantic wires to Washington, asking for help. They appealed at last to the International...
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