To the German Gestapo authorities
Warsaw, Szucha Street 25
This is honest-to-God truth, I am afraid to sign it with my name, because if the Polish police found out they would murder me themselves.
On June 26, 1941, when I was in a building on Ceglana Street, I noticed that standing by 6 and 4 Ceglana Street, there was a group of Polish policemen guarding the Jewish ghetto which is also on that street. Big groups of people were not only handing the Jews various packages, bundles, milk bottles and loaves of bread, but they were also smuggling in even larger items in sacks. A bicycle-drawn cart with four men and six sacks of groats or flour came up to the fence from the side with Ulrych's company's building. The Jews immediately set up a table and the men who brought the six sacks handed them to the Jews over the fence and calmly went off to Żelazna Street.
A few minutes later another cart came up with five sacks and it went to the Jews the same way the other ones did, over the fence. Not only are they all engaging in this big smuggling operation, suspicious persons keep getting through the fence. The men who bring food to the Jews on these carts sit at this suspicious cafe on 55 Żelazna Street and drink vodka with Polish policemen.
I turned to one of the policemen and I said to him that three policemen are watching out for smuggling, and instead of catching those smugglers they are making it easier for them. I remember that the policeman's [badge] number was 322. Please check from which station were the policemen on duty on the morning of the 26th, between 8 and 9 a.m. The Polish police are doing nothing and they are collecting money for it. These gentlemen should be sent to Westphalia to mine coal. This is not just an anonymous letter, this is the honest-to-God truth.