thURSDAY, MARCh 4, 1943

        Dearest Kitty,

        Mrs. van D. arted calling    doesnt mean anyto you, so let me explain. A certain Mr.

        Beaverbrook often talks on t oo le bombardment of Germany. Mrs. van Daan, s everyone, including Cs, is in plete agreement h Mr.

        Beaverbrook. So    it o tered by tion, o call her Mrs. Beaverbrook from now on.

        ere getting a neo Germany. ts bad food for us because t be famtill afraid of the warehouse.

        Ganding again.

        t is doing a booming business. If uff ourselves silly. reengrocer buys potatoes from t;e" and brings to te office. Since s were    of ing during lunc.

        So muc t t s us ;a; Mrs. van D. sairs; one more    sick.

        I dont t pe and pepper. As long as youre in t make dy?

        A veritable torm of words came crashis m.

        t my ears ;Annes bad t; annd "van Daans good t." Fire and brimstone!

        Yours, Anne

        EDNESDAY, MARCh 10, 1943

        Dearest Kitty,

        e    circuit last nig, til daill    gotten over my fear of planes and sing, and I crao

        Fat for fort. I kno sounds c    till it o you! t alist, practically burst into tears and said in a timid little voice, "Os so awful. O; -- w;Im so scared.”

        It didnt seem nearly as bad by dlelig did in t: to be no lig of macs ten times iaircraft guns.

        Mot of bed and, to Pims great annoyance, lit te anso ;After all, Anne is not an ex-soldier!" And t !

        old you any of Mrs. van D.s ot to keep you up to date o adventures in t Annex, I sell you this as well.

        One nig ssteps in ttid s t very same moment, tened pounding of alistic ;Oti!" sti is Mrs. van D.s pet name for ;t aken all our sausages and dried beans. And    Peter? Oers still safe and sound in his bed?”

        "Im sure t stoleer. Stop being suc me get back to sleep!”

        Impossible. Mrs. van D. oo scared to sleep.

        A feire van Daan family er    to ttid -- scurry, scurry -- s!

        Once id never saed guests again. . . at least not at night.

        A fe y and still liger    up to t to get some old nerapdoor to climb do do realizing it,    , h his knees

        knog, tting a rat isnt muc takes a c of your arm.

        Yours, Anne

        FRIDAY, MARCh 12, 1943

        Dearest Kitty,

        May I introduce: Mama Frank, te! Extra butter for ters, todays yout, and Motion. After a skirmiswo, ss her way.

        One of tongue is spoiled. A feast for Mouschi and Boche.

        You    met Boc, despite t t s into ,    bay in toreroom.

        iame    easily be explained. For a s: one for ttic. time to time, tic cat imately tor, just as in politics. So t ;Bod ttic cat t;tommy." Sometime after t t rid of tommy, but Bouse us wairs.

        VVeve eaten so many bro I t stand to look at t t them makes me sick.

        Our evening serving of bread has been celed.

        Daddy just said t    in a very che poor man!

        I t tear myself a the Door by Ina Bakker Boudier.

        tremely ten, but ts dealing ers and tion of    very good. to be , ts dont i me much.

        terrible bombing raids on Germany. Mr. van Daan is grouche

        cigarette sage.

        te about o start eating the ed food ended in our favor.

        I t s, ical around tra e up somet.

        Its time to cut Fat I do suoter t ni!

        Yours, Anne

        thURSDAY, MARCh 18, 1943

        My dearest Kitty,

        turkeys e excitement. Anxiously aing radio reports.

        FRIDAY, MARCh 19, 1943

        Dearest Kitty,

        I ment. turkey    e. It    mialking about turkey giving up its rality sometime soon. ting "turkey on Englands side!" and tc of he encing rumor.

        tes are being declared invalid. tll be a bloo teers and ot even more to pe Ie in    t be ated for. to turn in a to be able to state    and provide proof. till be used to pay taxes, but only until    es    time. Gies & Co. still ed-for to pay timated taxes for to be aboveboard.

        Dussel -operated dentists drill. t means Ill probably be getting a thh checkup soon.

        Dussel is terribly lax o obeying t only does e letters to te, ty correspondeceag tters for o keep up tid Margot opped correg tters, but I t    be long before arts up again.

        talking to ened on t ic. tions and ans somethis:

        "My name is heinrich Scheppel.”

        "here were you wounded?”

        "Near Stalingrad.”

        " kind of ?”

        "tbitte and a fracture of t arm.”

        t report of t ster. One    of sill    he could barely say a word.

        I o drop Dussels soap on tep on it. Noo pensate s one bar of inferior ime soap a month.

        Yours, Anne

        thURSDAY, MARCh 25, 1943

        Dearest Kitty,

        Mot and I ting quite pleasantly toget niger suddenly came in and ;a barrel falling over in t; and "someone fiddling he door.”

        Margot    too, but rying to calm me dourned ed

        doairs. A minute or ter Mrs. van Daan came up from o told us t Pim o turn it off and tiptoe upstairs. But you knoo be quiet -- tairs creaked tes later Peter and Pim, to relate their experiences.

        tioaircase and ed. Nothing happened.

        tairs,    to     kig up a fuss and making a lot of iptoed in our stoged feet to t floor. Mr. van D. o bed, so ime Mr.

        van D. coug.    cougil someone came up    idea of giving ely.

        Once again ed and ed, but o t taken to tsteps in an ot building. t te office ly grouped around tuo England. If to notice it and call t up, pulled on    and pants, put on    and cautiously folloairs, er (armed o be on t be and me) ed in suspeil turned five minutes later aed t tivity in t to run any er or flusoilet; but since everyoomasion, you    imagiencer hroom.

        Is like ters, and tion. Number oertoren bells stopped g.    early last nig sure if ten to lock the door.

        But t tle importano    begun, and ill    sure o expect. e    t betered t our lives in jeopardy, ay,    it, t seemed t a burglar would he evening,

        os. Besides t, it occurred to us t t t dill    work.

        ement and ts easy to mistake the sounds.

        Besides, your imagination often plays tricks on you in moments of danger.

        So    to bed, t to sleep. Fat of t, and Im not exaggerating    doairs to see if tside door ill locked, but all was well!

        Of course, ire office staff a blo of t, s muco laug ter took us seriously.

        Yours, Anne

        PS. toilet o sti a long    and straoilet paper terhe pole.

        SAtURDAY, MARCh 27, 1943

        Dearest Kitty,

        eve finishand course and are now w on improving our speed.

        Arent ! Let me tell you more about my "time killers" (t I call my courses, because all ry to make t mue erest is just a passing fancy, sieenager ion of myt!

        Mr. van Daan c, but o-do over it. ea, coats tincture of myrrum over , nose, gums and tongue.

        And to top it off, hes in a foul mood!

        Rauter, some German bigly gave a speec;All Je be out of territories before July 1. trec; these poor people are being

        so filtered cattle. But Ill say no more on t. My os give me nightmares!

        One good piece of    on fire in an act of sabotage. A feer ty Clerks Office also    up in flames. Men posing as German police bound and gagged to destroy some important dots.

        Yours, Anne
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