New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1889-01-23
Four Days III Battle.
Realistic and Truthful Sketch of the Horrors
of Modern Warfare by the Famous
Russian Novelist, v. NJ Garshan.

Of Modern Warfare by the Famous
Russian Novelist, v. NJ. Garshan
remember how we We're running
IN the woods, how the bullets buzzed,
the branches fell, and we made our
way through the hawthorn brushes.
The reports became nore frequent.
Something red appeared beyond the
border, which glistened and flashed
and disappeared. .sidorov, a young
soldier OF the first squad, suddenly
sat down on the ground and mutely
gazed upon me with a frightened look
From his mouth ran a stream Of
blood. Yes. remember it all too
well. j remember also how almost
on the skirts ofFthe forest, perceived
him. He was huge squabbish
Turk, and, although was weak and
lean, rushed'upon him. Something
\ creaked; something fed by Gle is
shooting at1ne, +" I thought. Buthe,
with a cry sof terror, shrank back
and pressed himself to a thick haw-
thorn shrub, but, being frig htened
he climbed on the prickly plant. With
one stroke I knocked his gun out of
his hand. [ thrust my bayonet-
Something either roared or groaned
IL ran futher. Ours hurrahed.
l remember having fired several
times more, being already on the
meadow out OF the forest Suddenly
a loud hurrah resounded, and we
made a rush forward; that is, MOTIVE,
but ours because / was left. Itseen-
ed to me strange, but more strange
was the fact that all of sudden
everything disappeared, the tumult
and shooting were hushed l heard
nothing saw only something blue;
it was probably the sky. Then even
that disappeared.
l had never before been in such "a
strange position. | lie on my face
and see but a small piece of land. A
. few tiny herbs, an ant creeping down
one of them with it's head downward
some dried grass Of last year that is
myWhole universe. / see all this
only with one eye, for the other is
squeezed by something hard; it must
80 be a branch, on which my head rests.
L feel very uncomfortable, and I
want to move, but am unable i'm the
least. to understand why cannot do
SO. I hear the cracking OF the grass
hoppers and the buzzing of bees, moth
ing else. At last make an effort,
Tree my right hand from under my
body, and, leaning on both nay han DIS,
[ endeavor to stand on my knees.
Something sharp pieces through
my body from the knees to the chest
and head, and [ fall. Again darkness;
again nothing around me.
[ awake. Why do see the stars
shining brightly on the dark blue
Bulgarian sky? Am [ not in the
tent? | make a motion and fell a
sharp pain in my feet.
Yes, was wounded in the battle.
Is the wound dangerous or not? [
touch my feet where feel the pain;
both the right and left are covered
with blood. At the touch of my
hands the pain becomes unbearable.
1t is like toothache continual, heart
'rending. 1t rinkles in my ears; my
head becomes dizzy. Ibegin to realize,
though confusedly, that both my
feet1are wounded. Have, the Turks
defeated us? [ begin to recollect
what has happened, first dimly, the
more clearly, and [ arrive at the con-
'clusion that we were not defeated at
all. remember that our battalion
commander shouted, "Boys, wewill
be there; God help us'' pointing to a
!hlllock in the distance. And we were
'there;.we were not beaten. Why did
they not pick me up? The meadow
lis an open place; everything can be
seen. Surely am not alone here;
'they'fired so frequently.
Let me turn my head and look.
L feel now more comfortable. Lie on
my back, because when endeavor to
Gaise myself do not fall in the same
position.
/ raise myself just a little and sit
down. This is pretty hard work
when ones feet are broken. Several
timesiI despair; at last with tears in
my eyes,L sit down.
Above me bit of dark blue sky on
which shine,a large and some small
stars. around me something awfully
dark and high. It is shubbery. I
aan in the shrubs then; they have
not found me-
| feel the roots Of my hair shake
and tremble
But how did / come 10 be in the
bashes9 1t must be that I crept
there after was wounded. 1t is on
lY stganoe why I1oannnt sras,.e now