The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1913-04-04


runs the length and cuts the
very center of the Bulgarian
field Of campaign. This jour
ney We had the good fortune to be
permitted to make during the armis-
t1ce. Now that fighting has been re-
sumed, it is again impossible. The
entire distance is something like 275
miles. We completed 1t by train in
about five days. exclusive of voluntary
stopovers, but this unusual speed was
due only to the fact that we we're able
to make good connections, writes Paul
S. Mowrer in the Chicago Daily News.
Despite it's interest as revealing the
setting of a great modern war. the
trip was hardly a pleasure excursion.
Most OF it was not even picturesque.
Suppose that from the hills out
around Aurora. ILL.,, every house and
barn and fence and road and tree, and
even every sign of cultivation. were
the grass were afflicted with some
thing resembling the mango; that is
how this country looks. It could be
a garden; it is nearer desert The
villages-low clusters of stone huts
rooted with brown tile-are far apart
and invariably distant from the rail.
road. Many have been burned. To
see any human beings except groups
OF ragged Bulgar troopers is a rare
thing-a thing worthy Of comment
7uIgars Seen Everywhere.
The Bulgars, however, are every
where; for practically every able-bod-
led male Of that nation has been or
dered into Turkey in one capacity or
another. Their tentless camps, their
wagon transports, their worn and
grizzled persons are almost the only
variation of the monotony. An armed
Bulgar peasant in homespun guards
the track at every 200 yards. You see
some standing before the huts they
have built of brush or before the
holes they have followed In a bank.
These common soldiers have not been
able to wash or shave properly, or to
take off their clothes, since the war
began. They sleep unshe1tered on the
ground. without even blankets to
cover them; and they live exclusively
on bread and cheese, except at a few
favored spots where there are soup
and an occasional stew.
But If the military diet is scant. that
Of the traveller is even scantier. Two
great armies have passed here. To
speak In an expressive Irish idiom.
there was nothing to begin with: the
Turkish army took all there was, and
the Bulgars took the rest
The railroad is single track line,
adequate enough for such travel and
commerce as there used to be here,
but utterly inadequate for the supply
trains of an army Of 100000 men. For
this reason the way was everywhere
blocked By lines of cars The few
sidings were continually full to run
ming over The wonder is that the
Bu1gars have been able to feed their
horses at all. There were, Of course,
no passenger coaches We rode In
freight cars. changing trains every
little while. For every two miles we
went forward we went one mile back:
for every hour we were on the move
we were at standstill five, and as
nobody ever knew just where the
train was going, when it would start.
or where it would stop, we never
dared stray more than a step from it
for fear of being left behind.
The train on which we set out from
Phinpopolis, in addition to carrying
supplies in the cars, carried soldiers
on top of them-mostly young fellows