Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1876-09-07
The Last Scene In the Servian Tragedy.

Ascorrespondcnt of the London Dali
ly Telegraph writes from Belgrade:
This Servian play, with its murky at
mosphere of gunpOwder, its lurid flash.
es Of fire and grim gatherings of steel,
its deafening noise, its hurry and con-
fusion-above all. it's final display of
corpscs, disposed in grisly heaps
amongst frowning rocks, and bearing
silent witness to 4 ferocity content
with nothing short Of determination
has rccurred often and very vividly to
my mind during the last two or three
days, while have been reading the
latest accounts of the conflicts recently
waged upon Servian soil. The crown
ing catastrophe during the war threat
ems to resemble with awful fidelity that
of the drama in question. AS the Ser.
vians have sown so are they reaping.
Themselves blood.thirsty and merci-
less, they have challenged no less
sanguinary and pitiless foe, superior
to them in numbers, courage. discipline
and endurance. The Osmanli does not
do the atrocious work Of war in a half
hearted way; when his blood is stirred
and his passions inflamed, he ''kills,
burns, and Destroys nor can he be
restrained from SO doing by anything
short of death or disablement. The
most obedient and even placable Of
men when his pulse beats temperately,
fanaticism and the excitement of bat
tle-sOunds convert him into furious
mOnOmaniac. whose one idea is ''De-
stroy." l have seen him at this sort
of work once in it, he is we'll nigh as
dangerous to friend us to foe. And he
is in it now, up to the hilts.
Were tho war miraculously put a
stop to to-day, Scrvia, though she mer.
its severe lesson for her treachery
and lawlcss ambitious, would be found
to have already suffered a punishment
more than adequate to the degree of
her turpitude. Devastation, annihil-
iation, as far as such an achievement
may be physically possible, bear
CHASTITY witness to the passage of the
Turkish troops, us they press irresist'
IDLY forward to the heart of the prin-
cipality. What horrible tidings are
| these that reach us daily! Where are
the glorious vineyards of Negotin-
of Il whole district as large us Shrop.
shire, and as well-to-do as the Gironde
They arc turned to ashes. The fine
yellow wine of Negotin, famous
throughout eastern Europe, is dried
up at its source, and with it the pros
perity, the very existence of the most
thriving and contented population il
the Observation-Disclosures burnt tt
the ground-Saitchar pillaged-Glad
ovo heap of ruins the peasantry fly
ing in thousands from their homes il
all the frontier lands, and gradual.
converging upon Belgrade, with th
avenger behind them deadly fever
breaking out all around the scorche'
battle.fields, upon which the dead Ii
\ purifying in as yet uncounted mum
bers: national bankruptcy, panic
foreshadOwings Of starvatiOn-thes
are the themes of the letters tina
reach us, batch after batch, from
country only three days journey fro1
the German capital! The unfortunat
prince at length emancipated fro1
the illusions which have hitherto fe
tered and weighed down his NATURAL
diflident and unambitious disposition
; and aglast at the conviction that h
has been made the cat paw of utterl
unscrupulous men, is ut his wits ell
; to discover some not altogether ruiz
GUS and dishonoring means of escap
from the terrible embroglio int
which he has allowed himself to b
|! thrust; his unprincipled councillor
are smuggling their valuables acros
the Danube into places of safety, an
his people are plunged into the deel
est depths of black despair. At sue
. a moment the irony of fate bestoW
upon him an heir! No more distres
ing spectacle has been seen since til
Polish insurrection of 1903 than t.,
present state of vanquished Servia.