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THE ROAD OF THE DEAD.

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THE ROAD OF THE DEAD. TBBBIBI/B SCENES. I The special correspondent of the Daily News, dating from Adrianople, Jan. 27th, gives a harrowing account of the scenes which accompanied the night of families before the advance of Gourko s troops. We make the following extracts: Seventy milts of utter desolation, seventy long miles strewn with the household effects of many thousand families, seventy weary miles of a con- tinuous, ghastly, sickening panorama of death in everv form, and in its most terrible aspect—such is the road from Philippopolis to Hermanli. This route has been for many weeks the theatre of scenes, and here has been enacted a tragedy of such colossal proportions and horrible character that it is quite impossible for any one who has not witnessed part of it to conceive in the most moderate degree the nature of the dia- bolical drama. CRUSHED CORPSES. As we left behind us the rocky hills and picturesque city of Philippopolis on the morning of the 23rd, and rode eastward along the road, the first thing that met our eyes was a number of bodies of Turkish soldiers lying in the road crushed by the wheels of passing artillery, and trampled into the mud by the feet of many horses. Before we had gone half a dozen kilometres the corpses of peasants, both Turkish and Bulgarian, were to be seen lying in the snow, and some of them had already been exposed to the weather for two or three weeks. Some had blood stains still fresh on their garments. Dead horses and cattle blocked the path at every few steps, averaging two to the dis- tance between the telegraph posts; and as we went further and further away from the City the number rapidly increased, and hundreds of abandoned arabas stood in the road, and choked the ditches alongside. Tbe road, too narrow for the immense trains that had passed over it in hasty flight, was now supplemented tJy beatened tracks through the ricefields on each side, and there were traces of bivouacs in the snow, which became more and more frequent as we proceeded, | Pj^hs were almost literally carpetted with the dibns of camps, and our route lay between row* of dead animals, broken ara as, piles of rags and cast-off clothing. and human bodies, for thirty- five miles of the whole of the first day's ride. WOKBN AND CHILDREN FROZEN TO DEATH, Our mystification increased with every hour. We saw the bodies of Bulgarian peasants with terrible wounds in the head and neck, sometimes mutilated and dis- Bgured; women and infants, children and old men, both Turkish and Bulgarian, fallen in the flelds by the roadside half buried in the snow, or lying in the pools of water. It seemed to have been one long battle between the peasants of both races, in which the dead were counted equally for each; but while many of the bodies bore marks of violence and showed ghastly wounds, the great proportion of the women and children were evidently frosen to death, for they lay on the snow as if asleep, with the flush of life still on their faces, and the pink skin of their feet and hands still unblanched. Side by state with these, many corpses of old men, full of dignity even in death, lay stark by J 5? • B1, white beards dotted with blood, and their helpless hands fallen upon their breasts. From the muddy waters of theditches tiny hands and feet stretched oat, and baby faces half covered with snow looked out innocently and peacefully, with scarcely a sign of suffering on their features. Frozen at their mowers' hreasts they were thrown down into the snow to lighten the burden of the poor creatures who were struggling along in mortal terror. SLAUGHTER OF BOTH RACES. I say the lhystification increased as we advanced, because it was impossible to see why Bulgarian and Turk should be frosen side by side, or why there had 8U1°'1, slaughter of both races. That peasants shomd be frozen to death was no more than could be expected in the severe weather, for they were travel- hng In mIserable arabaa without food or shelter, ani with half-Btarved oxen. Miles of these araba trains we passed on the road, human beings and jhouse- hold effects jumbled in promiscuously. Upon the loltmg carts bedding and utensils were piled. Women and children upon donkeys and cattle followed alongside, and behind for miles was a long trail of wretched, weary, half-dead stragglers; old mwi and women bent double, crawling along with the crutches or sticks; mother* with infants at tneir breasts, scarcely moving one foot before the other all this after long months of flight, constant exposure, continuous dread of marauders, and the hated Muscovites. XT MTIFDL SPECTACLE. IU • 80 utterly helpless as in the pre- sence of this supreme misery. I watched a mother leading along a sick child of perhaps 10 years, a mile or more behind one of these trains. The poor girl could with difficulty balance herself on her naj half-frozen feet. Night was coming on, *1 ui wind that chilled us in our warm cwt ng w about the rags from the suffering crea- ^oeln8 emaciated limbs and skeleton body, ihe mother was in quite as pitiable a condition. Her face and head alone were well wrapped up. The araba train, was moving slowly out of sight on the v hills. A night on the road meant death to both these unfortunates, and their straggling friends could give them no assistance, because they were for the most part in a similar state of misery. The mother dragged her little one along, fast losing patience as the darkness came on, and finally pushed the sick child into the snow by the roadside, and hur- ried on without looking behind her. BULGARIAN SPOELEBS. Ihe head of a long train of returning Turkish refugee families appeared in the main street of a j village which we reached. Then followed a scene which is painful in the last degree to describe. The Bulgarians gathered on the side of the street in knots of three or four, and waited calmly until the miserable tram had got well into the village, when from every atrec ion the inhabitants pounced upon the exhausted, defencelessTurks, and began to carry off their household effects, and even the cattle from the carts. One poor woman, leading an ass piled up with bedding, and a child on the top, found her property distributed among half-a-dozen stalwart ruffians in a twinkling, and the little infant on the ground in the mud. The old men and women clung to their only treasures, j • Bulgarians dragged them away. Children yelled with fright, and panic reigned, which started the slowly-moying caravan into a quick march. All this went on before General Gourko was out of Bight of the town. I happened to linger behind with Uaptam SukanoC, of the Hussars, and we formed ourselves into a special police force in an instant, and the captain knocked one Bulgarian through the hedge, while I settled the business with another who waa escaping with his plunder round j<*rner of a house. Soon several officers joined us, andIttie whips were plied with effeet, scattering the crowds and recovering a great quantity of the stolen property, j mua^. however, that I could not, after the heat of indignation was past, bla^e the so very much for their attack; on the Turks; for the refugees, when they had passed through the I# *v?eI Plundered on all sides, and as I rode out • « "aw several bodies of Bulgarians in the nee fields, where they had been cut down in the recent massacre, which numbered 136 victims. mfluired of one of these families where they had come from, and they said that they left Plevna five months ago, and since that time they had been on the r(u^L f°r the past few weeks in a great camp, which we should find further on towards Hermanli. For many days they had been entirely without bread 2r vTe«, Indian corn, and had existed solely on the flesh of the cattle that fell on the road. Ij gave them au the bread I could get hold of, and they ate it like starved creatures, crying for joy. The grandmother, father, and mother, with an infant at the breast, and a small boy of io years had not a single shoe between them, and their only baggage consisted of a few old tern bedquilts, and a kettle to boil meat in. They were In great distress of mind, because the house they occupied did not belong to them, and not having any means of transport they were unable to proceed further until fine weather should begin. The only consolation I could give them was the assurance that they would receive nothing but kindness from the Russians, and would probably find their house in Plevna unburned. MUTILATED BODIES. At every step beyond Haskioi we met new and more orrifying scenes man and wife lying side by side on the same blanket, with two children curled upon the pnow uear, all frozen dead; old men with their heads '"cutoff; some Bulgarians mutilated as only the a v 0w *° mutilate, and on each side of the road, broad continuous bivouacs deserted in haste, strewn with household effects. For many miles we trampling in the mud, carpets, bed- auo clothing. Now the hiarhwav w«*s literally paved with bundles, cushions, blankets iT67 lmaPnable article of household use. Broken to multiply, and as we approached the little village of Tirali, we saw in the distance, on either side of the road. a perfect forest of wheels, reaching: to the river on the right, and spreading away up the hillsides o& the left. Several dead Turkish soldiers, and one or two Russians, showed that there had been a little skIrrnish there; and we rode into the midst of the great deserted bivouac, the horses walking | on rich carpets and soft draperies, all crushed and trampled m the mud. 1 i A BLOODY BIVOUAC. < Hundreds of acres were covered with household i goods. All alang the river bank, following the wind- < ings of the read, over the hill, and across the fields i where the road makes a sharp turn, reached this I bivouac, at least three miles in extent, and of varying t width. Over this great tract the arabas were standing as closely as they could, with their oxen placed together. The frames of the carts were in most cases broken to pieces. Sick cattle wandered listlessly about among the wheels. Corpses of men, women, and children lay about near every araba, and the whole ground was carpeted with clothing, kitchen utensils, boots, and bedding. It was a pitiable sight to see an old, grey-bearded Turk lying with his open Koran beside him, splashed with blood from ghastly gashes in his bared throat. Bundlee of rags and clothes nearly all held dead babies. Crowds of Bulgarians swarmed in this great Avenue of Death and Desolation, choosing the best of the carts, and carrying away great loads of copper vessels, which lay about in profusion, and mud-soiled bedding, with no more respect for the dead than for the rags they lay on. These scavengers would drive their carts across the heads of dead women and old men without even a glance of curiosity at the bodies. CAVALRY ATTACK AND BIVOUAC PANIC. When the Bussian cavalry came in sight of the bivouac there were one or two battalions of Turkish infantry stationed there, as rearguard, but they dis- persed and retired with little attempt at resistance, and a squadron was sent into the great assembly of waggons to find out what it was. They rode on without receiving a single shot until they were right alongside, and within a very few paces of the train of arabas occupying the toad, when from behind these waggons, out from under the rude coverings, and from all sides came a rattling volley, which emptied some saddles. Then it became evident that ferocieus resistance was to be made, so this squadron retired, and preparatiens were made to attack the collection of waggons, for it sheltered not only the rearguard, but also no one knew how many armed peasants; but before the attack began in earnest the panic caught in the bivouac and spread like wildfire. The immense band of refugees ran away with the soldiers to the mountains, leaving cattle, carts, and all their movables which they could not seize upon at the moment. The cause of the panic was the appearance of Skobeleff's cavalry in the valley of the Maritza, in front of the bivouac. The result of it was doubtless the death of thousands upon thousands of Turkish peasants, who are now in the mountains without clothing or food. Still another result of the night is the enrichment of all the Bulgarians in the neighbourhood, for the smeke of the first firing had not cleared away when these ever watchful individuals pounced down upon all the cattle the soldiers did not drive off, and carried away hundreds ef carts laden with plunder.

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