The Creighton Chronicle . haystacks kindled by the Serbs. The road wherethe troops had been passing for days now lay bare of life to thehorizon. We could see it dotted with carcasses of oxen and brok-en down ammunition wagons. Twenty or thirty of the formerwere visible and several ammunition wagons lay forlornly infront of the hospital. Unfired shrapnel shells lay scattered alongthe road and here and there cartridges lay sprinkled about wherethe boxes had overturned and broken open. The hospital peoplereceived us vociferously. Everything was safe. The Bulgarianguard had arrived and now occupie
The Creighton Chronicle . haystacks kindled by the Serbs. The road wherethe troops had been passing for days now lay bare of life to thehorizon. We could see it dotted with carcasses of oxen and brok-en down ammunition wagons. Twenty or thirty of the formerwere visible and several ammunition wagons lay forlornly infront of the hospital. Unfired shrapnel shells lay scattered alongthe road and here and there cartridges lay sprinkled about wherethe boxes had overturned and broken open. The hospital peoplereceived us vociferously. Everything was safe. The Bulgarianguard had arrived and now occupied the posts so recently de-serted by the Serbs. Our Austrian prisoners were free and theEnglish staff found itself in the unique position of being theprisoners of its servants. As for the staff and ourselves we tumbled into bed for ashort sleep. There was still enough to be doneâamong otherthings the feeding of all the wounded until the Bulgarians shouldorganize a commissariat. We slept, nevertheless. n^v;^imi^\yinr^1^. ^ith the Editors
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