New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-08-27
N0v0 Ge0rgievSk Aflame
Terrific, Grandiose Scene
Glare Lights Up Plain for Miles-Walls Seven Fee
Thick Melt and Munition Stores Explode in
Voleys Near Where Wounded Lie.

wind has risen little and the nag
floats valiantly and constantly.
Fires Far Afeld.
New fires are starting, and occasion
ally you catch the aromatic odor from
the green birch trees whose tops are
scorchng under the ammunition
blown from the sixth story of the
arsenal. Far up both banks of both
rivers are spots of fire from the burn
ing farms.
Machine guns lie mired in the stable
yards, and whole trainloads of shells
stand On the sidetracks leading into
the fortress. Some of the bridges were
so indiferently blown apart that al
ready the Germans are swinging them
back to plumb.
On one track a freight train loaded
with shells was released and sent down
the track with its engine. A she'll then
exploded, evidently under the tender
Of the engine, in the hope that the
whole train would be sent into the air.
Nothing of the kind happened. The
tender was lifted and one carload of
loaded shells lies half under it, but
the rest of the train is unframed and
is packed with tons of good shells.
lie all along the way, and unlnjured
rifles will be gathered by the hundreds.
In many a place you could walk along
the muddy roads for two miles in front
of the fortress and hardly soil your
boots, because the ground is strewn
with overcoats, belts, cartridge boxes
and rifles. 1t is no exaggeration to say
that in spots the ground is absolutely
carpeted with wreckage of equipment.
Here and therl the soldiers had time
to burn or break the rifles, but more
often they are found in perfect condi-
ton. Here the officer had tried. to
break his sword before throwing 1t
into the ditch, but he only succeeded
in bending it double.
Everywhere is litter of red shout
der straps which the men tore from
their overcOats so that the number of
their regiment should not be disclosed
when they were taken prisoners.
Many a square yard of the freight
yards lying a mile from the citadel is
bcdded with shrapnel. A tranload OF
linseed cakes for cattle is burning
Shells and lime, reels of barbed wire
and thousands OF bushels of grain are
sizzling and melting.
Not one touch of waste, of ruin or OF
souaor is lacking in this picture, and
the details of wreckage range from the
minutest to the most colossal, for at
one point the Russians tried to send
one of their heaviest guns across a
viaduct two miles from the fortress.
The viaduct sank five feet, the track
gave way and the gun now awaits the
arrival of German engineers.
There are so many prisoners that
often the Germans cannot keep them
herded, and you get the strange con-
trast of passing a column of 10000
prisoners hanked by perhaps 1000
guards, and then coming on lone Rus
sian soldier who is padding through
the mud in search of somebody to
capture him.
With a captain and Mr.. Conger, of
The Associated Press, | passed one such
individual.
Poor soldier" the captain said, mo
body wants him. Will not you gentle
men be 50 kind as to capture i'm? ?"
Mr. Congcr speaks Russian, and he
questioned the man, but got no answers
more Illuminating than that somebody
had told him 10 go somewhere. So we
all saluted, and the waif OF war
splashed onward to his highly indef
mite destination.
Prisoners Guide Themselves.
saw one column of pre- badly 1000
prisoners who appeared to be both
guarding and guiding themselves.
There was not a German within 1000
.eet Of them, and no German with
them when at a command from one of
their own officers they swung off the
plain and down the road leading into
a stretch of woods.
The Emperor spent an hour amid
these scenes this afternoon, attended
by Generals Won Hindenburg, Won Bes-
oler, Won Falkenhayn and Won Mueller,
end followed By his bodyguard Of rife
men in an automobile bus The EN-
peror's face was radiant, except when
he passed new made graves. when he
slowly saluted.
Sven Hedin. whom the Emperor
called TO his auto, says il is proper for
him TO say nothing more than that the
conversation was about he war and
that His Majesty was very confident
and happy. General Won Hindenburg's
face was ashen. as always, and his eyes
we're weary.
Al TIE end OF the ceremony of the
KaiseTs parade the EmpereE's auto