The Desolation of Roslavl
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—Of "Northern-Help."
Here it is arranged for the fugitives:
—Where each has to go.
I attempt to pass through the crowd and get as far as the gateway.
Farther is impossible.
The stench is such that the head simply goes round.
May God give strength to the Relief delegates working in this stench—to remain healthy!
—We've been waiting for days!—complain the fugitives,—and stand without a bite of food from morning.
—What's a day! You stand a day and at the end of it go away. To-morrow you come again and have had nothing to eat.
I cast a glance at the Town Hall, where is a crowd of peasant women. In a corner is a table. With the notice:
—"Employment Bureau."
