Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-25

t each other-and occasionally fight
ing.
Enough damage has not been done
There is not enough misery yet.
They are going to start on a cam
paign fiercer and bloodier than ever.
No Men in Interior.
There are no men and even few
boys left in the interior. They are
all in the trenches. Only women,
children, helpless old men and babies
are left, and the women take on the
burden of it ALL
They persist in sticking to the
ruins of their farms and villages try
ing to scrape enough 10 keep body
and soul together, for there Is still
hope that this war will be avoided.
There is still time to till land for this
years harvest.
The authorities repeatedly warn
them to leave and go into safety at
Salonica, but still they stick. The
soldiers share their rations with them
which draws too many near the lines
They are getting in the way, These
then are sent under compulsion to
Salonica. 1t needs compulsion to set
the tide moving as, poor souls, they
still hope that there will be no war
What do they know about gilded and
useless conferences?
Now they start trooping into Sa =
lonica, where they are taken in hand
by the American and other missions.
At first it is a case of dozens. then
scores, then hundreds. All depend on
outside voluntary assistance. This
burden is taken up almost entirely
hN O. !
Mrs kehl, the staffs of the consula te
and mission at Salonica, take a lions
share. America is asked for help and
responds well.
The mission ia so besieged that an
other building has to be taken. Bread
and soup are served out to hundreds
daily as quick as willing hands can
do it, From somewhere they forage
milk supply, and the ladies take
the babies in hand.
Yet still they roll up.
All are treated alike-Turks, Bull
gars. Servians, Vlachs. Greeks.
"Rread! Bread!" Is tho Wall.
Other committees are formed. Re-
fugee camps are organized and laid
out Churches are made use Of; the
venerable st. Sophia has nearly two
thousand camping in ii. Tents are
two or three. and still they roll up.
They cannot be COPIED with.
Outside on the great, white. chok-
ing road transport wagons. motor
and horse, mule trains, artillery and
troops are crowding out to the front.
Homeless and destitute refugees are
crowding in, all getting in each 9TH
er's way. There is no water. and
the dust is rising in clouds. The big
hearted, kindly "Tommles" toss their
bread to the pleading women as they
flash by, the women passing II on
untasted to children.
Heroes all!
Here is woman hugging a baby
too far gone to cry-to her dry
breasts. four other little ones drag
ging at her skirts. There is an old,
old woman. with two Just orphaned
Riddles with her. She has dropped
on the roadside. She has half-car-
ried half dragged these two from
Melnik. seventy five miles away. Her
husband, their mother and three other
children were butchered to make 4
Bulear holiday She can go no far
ther. and the babies are sobbing their
hearts out Ceramic, give US bread"
These people cannot be kept here
forever. They have no homes to go
to They are plIlageu ana burned
and they have no tools 10 build with.
They have to till the ground, but
they have no plows.
Their fields have TO be sown, but
they have no seed.
They have to eat, and in the MEAN
TIME they have no BREAD.
with millions and millions OF Chris
tan people around them, are these
unfortunate victims to be allowed to
wander back and die like dogs with
ont an effort for them?
Powers Sit Idle.
The .o-called great Powers" that
have let these things be, are they
going to sit idly by and watch these
people die?
Never mind whether these people
he Christian or Moslem, they, like US,
want to live and must live. The con-
ditions are worse than they have been
known In modern history. The coun-
try has been completely at stand
etill for fifteen months.
Bad after the first war, many times
worse after tine second, and now. II
me. fresh from the middle OF il, 1t is