The grey, troubled streets of Paris began to show patches of color, and U.S. soldiers on furlough caught the first faint scents of spring. Here & there window boxes showed bright yellow daffodils, pink hyacinths, deep-toned violets. The war news was good, and shops blossomed with a gaiety of frothy spring hats and gaudy costume jewelry.
Last week the smartest shops were busier than in months. A good 90% of the customers were G.I.s who wore on their sleeves the patches of a dozen famous divisions. On leave from the front, they were buying Easter presents for home.
In narrow old Rue Cambon,...
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