The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-09-24

staff lived in holes dug out in the ground
and matched over with reeds We lay on
straw all around great fire, which was
maintained in the center, and which occa-
sionally set light TO the roof and burnt us
temporarily out OF house and home. One
morning ths Turks woke up from their
leehargy, and carried with a rush the de.
lenses OF the hill of Djunis, which Tcher-
naieff had been holding so long on the
swsgger.
l have shrewd suspicion that Abdul
kerim and Tchernaieff understood each
other extremely well; that the former for a
price oOntentedly allowed himself to be
amused by the latter during the summer
months, and that when the order came
from the Seraskierate that the immobility
80 long allowed to last must at length per-
emptorily be euded, Tchernaieff was COM
PLEASANT enough to make not much more
than brisk show of resistance. The scheme,
however, was in measure thwarted by
the honest and Jealous fighting OF Doch-
tourof and the Russian volunteers, who
died very freely in their trenches, aud who
had sent many Turkish souls to AIDES be
fore they accepted defeat. The Servians
behaved badly; their resistance fell to
pieces in half dozen hours. and in the
end DochtouroR and myself had to ride
through belt Of Turkish skirnlishers to
escape bsing cut off.
An hOMt The GAMA W AS OP,
and Servia lay at the mercy of the Turks. I
was the only correspondent on the spot, and
it behooyed me to make the most of this ad
vantage At 5 in the afternoon, when l
rode away from the blazing huts of Deli
grad moro than 40 miles lay between me
and my point, the telegraph Office at Sem
lin, the HUI garian town on the other side of
the Save from Belgrade; telegraphing
was not permitted from the latter
plaza. had an order for post
horses along the road, and galloped
hard for Paratchin, the nearest post
station. When / got there the postmaster
had horses, but no vehicle. Now. if l had
sent u messenger, this obstacle would have
effectually stopped him. But it was ap-
parent to me. being my own messenger,
that, although l could not drive, l might
ride. True, the Servian post nags were not
saddle-horses, but sharp spurs and the
handling Of an oldsdragoon might be relied
on to mako the travel somehow. All night
long rode that weary journey, changing
horses every fifteen miles, and forcing the
vile brutes along at the best Of their speed.
Soon after noon Of the following day,
sore from head to foot, was Gathering
over the stones of the Belgrade main street,
The field telegraph wires had conveyed tut
a curt. fragmentary intimation of disaster,
and oil Belgrade, feverish for further news.
rushed out iato the streets as / powdered
along But had ridden hard all night, not
to gossip in Belgrade, but to get to the
Semlin telegraph wire, and / never drew
rein till reached the ferry. At Semlin, one
long drink of beer, and then to the task
of writing hour after hour against
time the tidings which | had car
ried down country. After 1 had written
my story and put it on the wires, lay
down in my clothes and slept twenty hours
without 50 much as turning. meant to
start back for Deligard on the evening Of
the day of my arrival at Belgrade, but
fatigue caused me to lose twenty four hours.
1t SCENE to me when recovered from my
chagrin at this delay, that perhaps. after
all, was entitled to good long sleep, for
had seen bat tie that lasted six hours,
ridden 40 miles. and written to the Daily
NeWs telegraphic message four columns
long-all within the space of thirty hours.