ABSTRACT
‘My dear friend,’ writes a Serb soldier, ‘appalling things are going on. I am terrified of them.… I dare not tell you more, but I may say Ljuma … no longer exists. There is nothing but corpses and ashes.’ A Franciscan, who went there, told me of the bodies of the poor little bayoneted babies. ‘There are villages of 100, 150, 200 houses where there is literally not a single man. We collect them in parties of forty to fifty and bayonet them to the last one’. The paper says it cannot publish the details, ‘they are too heart-rending.’
