The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1877-08-29
TREATMENT OF WOUNDED BY THE
TURKS.
Isehipka Paris (July 1e) Correspondence London
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[schipka Paris July 19) Correspondence London
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Let me only tell what the staff saw as
they rode up yesterday afternoon. Pass
ing up the narrow winding road, with
heaps Of rough stones and powders at
every step, we came upon dead bodies
OF such as had fallen, out Of the power Of
the Turk. There they lay, with that ex-
preston fixed on their faces which come
from their hearts at the moment when
they fell. An officer told me Of one case
he had seen Of wounded Mussulman
with smashed thigh lying on the ground.
When the Russians came to give him
help he writhed his body into half-s
teeth and grin like a savage animal
fired at him and wounded an officer.
In moment Cossacks sprang
forward and transfixed him
with their lances, but the same
savage expression Of perfect rage and
hatred remained on his face after
death. His lips were drawn back over
his teeth, his face wrinkled, his eyes,
though dulled. yet wearing an express
sion of ferocity. But the dead killed
in battle have often placid faces, for the
warriors mind has turned to softer
thoughtssbefore nature fixed the last ex-
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men carrying downwards ON stretcher
the headless body Of an officer, and it
begins to be told that this is not soli-
tary example. On the top of the pass
the whole truth is told. The Turk, that
gentleman" of English drawing rooms
regularly enrolled in the army Of the
Sultan, well-dressed and well-fed on
the savings Of the Bulgarians and on
English money-this creature, led
by regular officers, has mutt
lated every Russian soldier that
fell into his hands, dead or alive. A
young officer of tirailleurs cries out, "Is
turning to me, says, 'sHave you seen
the heap of heads ?" When | answer
mo-" he adds bitterly, "Ah! you had
better see what your friends have DONE"
Instantly q staff officer reproves him,
and apologies to me, but adds, "You
cannot tell how bitterIy we feel it; and
all the officers think that this war would
never have been, that Bulgaria would
have been free, but for the English
support to these people," We go
on and examine batteries and guns,
the cheap of heads" And what of
the bodies? Everybody has the same
question, "Have you seen the decapi-
tated and mutilated bodies of the
wounded?" To the demand for proof
that it was the wounded, the living
men, who were so treated, the answer is
always, "You shall Judge for yourself
On the way along the position, looking
down to the right from the road, there,
heaped round a telegraph post on the
green sward, are the heads that had
thought and planned and hoped and
feared but yesterday, perhaps this
morning, but they looked small and
shrunken, probably from loss of all
blood, and the countenances tell no
tale, as far as I could see in a hurried,
Mortified examination.
Returning towards the other, or east
ern flank of the position, we pass a
group of Turkish wounded (some fifty
or sol, whose wounds are being dressed
and cared for as if that group Of heads
had never been seen. The men look /
afraid, as we'll they may. for they can
not believe that the Russians are less
barbarous than themselves. They are
most distinctly men of the regular army
well fed, well clad, driven by no pangs
OF hunger to commit crime, cleaner and