The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1855-11-01
From the Cor. Of the London Times.
Horrible Scenes Within sebastopol

"Of all the pictures of the horrors Of
war which have been presented to the
world the hospital of Sebastopol presents
the most horrible, heart rending, and re-
voting. 1t cannot be described, and the
imagination of Fuseli could not,con-
ceive anything at all like unto it. How
the poor human body can be mutilated
and yet hold its soul within, when every
limb is shattered, and every vein and ar
terry is pouring out the life stream, one
might study here at every step. and yet
at the same time wonder what little will
kill. The building used as hospital is
one of the noble piles inside the dock
yard wall, and is situated in the centre
of the row, at right angles to the line of
the Redan.
"The whole row was peculiarly expos
ed to the action of shot and she'll bound
ing over the Redan, and to the missiles
directed at the Barrack Battery, and it
bears, in sides, roof, windows and doors,
frequent and destructive proofs Of the Sc
yerity of the cannonade. Entering one
of these doors, beheld such sihgt as
few men thank God, have ever Witnessed
In long low room, supported by square
pillars, arched at the top, and dimly.
lighted through unglazcd and shattered
window frames, lay the wounded Rus
slams who had been abandoned to Cur
mercies BY their generals. The wounded,
did I saw No but the dead, the rotten
fostering corpses of the soldiers who were
left to die in their extreme agony, untend-
ed. urcared for, packed as close as they
could be slowed, some on the floor, 9th
ers on wretched trestles and bedsteads,
or pallets of straw, sopped and satnrat-
ed with blood, which oozed and trickI-
ed through upon the floor, mingled with
the droppings of corruption.
"With the roar of exploding fortress
es in their ears, with she'll and shot
forcing through the roof and sides of
the rooms in which they lay, with the
cracking and Kissing around them, these
poor fellows, who had served their low
ing friend and master the Gar, but too
well. we're consigned to their terrible
fate. Many might hare been saved by
ordinary care Many lay yet alive, with
the maggots crawling alto their wounds.
! Many nearly mad By the scene around
them, or seeking escape from it in their
EXTREMIST agony, had rolled away un-
der the beds, and glared cut on the.
heart stricken spectators-oh with such
looks. Many, with legs and arms brok-
Ell and twisted, the jagged splintcrs
sticking through the raw flesh, implor-
ed aid, water, food, or pity, or depriv-
ed of speech by the approach of death,
or by dreadful injuries on the bead and
trunk, pointed out the lethal spot.
j "Many seemed bent alone on making
their piece with Heaven. The attitudes
of some we're so bideously fantastic as
to appal and root one to the ground
by sort of dreadful fascination. Could
that bloody mass of clothing and white
bones ever have been human being.
or that burnt black mass of flesh have
ever been a human soul 1t was fear
full to think what the answer must be.
The bodies Of numbers Of men were
swollen and bloated TO an incredible
degree, and the features distended to q
gigantic size, with the eyes protruding-
; from the socksts, and the blaekened
tongue lollipg out of the mouth, COM
pressed tightly by the teeth, which had
set upon it in tee death rattle, made
one shudder and reel round.
In the midst of one of these 'cbam-
bers of horrors'-for there were many
of them-were found some living Eng
lsh soldiers, and among them poor Cap
tain Vaughan, of the Goth, who has
since succumbed to his wounds. | con-
fess it was impossible for me to stand
the sight, which borrifed our most cx-
perienced surgeons-the deadly, clammy
stencil. blood, of rotten flesh, were in
tolerable and odious beyond endurance.
But what must the wounded have felt
who passep away without hand to
give them a cup of water, or voice to
say one kinply word to them.
"Most of these men were wounded
on Saturay-many perhaps on the Fri
day before; indeed it is impossible to say
how long they might have been there
In the hurry of their retreat, the Mus
covites seem to have carried in dead
men to get them out of the way, and to
have put them upon pallets in borriei
mockery So that this retreat was sccur-
ed, the enemy cared but little for tho
wounded. On Monday only did they re-
ceiye those whom we sent out to them
I during brief armistiee for the purpose,
which was, believe. sought by ourselves,
as orr over-crowded hospitals could not
contain and our over-worked surgeons
could not attend to more.
"The Great Redan was next visited
Such a scene of wreck and ruin! Ali the
houses behind it mass of broken stones
"a clock turret, with shot right through
the clock-pagoda in ruins-another
clock tower, with all the clocks destroyed
save the dial, with the words 'Barwise,
London thereon-cook houses, where
human blood was RUNNING among the
utensils; in one place shell had lodged