3754 UNIVERSAL HISTORY.--THE MODERN WORLD.
the flames envelop it, and this building
as well is burnt to the foundations and
Trescault laid level with the earth. Where
before was a flourishing village and a
peaceful people is now a heap of ruins.
Far indeed did the destructive fury of the
230th extend. The Russians themselves
have wrought no worse havoc than this,
and we can scarcely be looked upon as
soldiers. When we are up at the Front, it
is as if we were the greatest of criminals.
Thus it is that we do our work of destruction in France on the Somme.
"Picture to yourself how we live now-not
like men, but like beasts. Far and wide
there are no trenches, only bare fields
and stumps of trees growing where once
Man, the chosen of God, ploughed his
fields and worked for wife and child.
That is our retirement, and our part in it not as you will see it written-for these
are observations founded on experiences
of my own, experiences which I can never
forget. Well, enough of it. It is possible
that I shall not be able to write again
for a long while. You must forgive me,
and if God will that I come back safe, I
shall write at once. All the same, my
mind cannot dispel dark thoughts and
fears that I shall not return."
The giant trees along the highways
were felled and thrown across the roads.
Farm implements were collected in heaps
and burned, or essential parts were broken.
Wagons were sawed in half and the spokes
hacked out of the wheels. At one place
the Huns even broke into a sarcophagus
and scattered the bones..
"It is as terrible as anything on the
battlefield," wrote a Times correspondent,
"to see children who have been slowly
starving for a year wandering about amid
the ruins of their home. They are wan
little ghosts, with bluish faces and heavy lidded eyes.. ..There were so many such
children. I saw one frail woman load a