Six Women and the InvasionMéléra, Marguerite-Yerta
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Six Women and the Invasion
Méléra, Marguerite-Yerta
World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives
But after the proclamation the slaughter surpassed any previous raids.
It is easy to imagine the emotion that spread among the cooing tribe,
famous for their attachment to family sentiments and home life. How many
young ones just hatched were killed! How many loving couples severed
from one another! Bewildered, the poor things fled in bands throughout
the country, and made common cause with the crows, pecking corn in the
fields. If a Prussian happened to pass, he lifted his gun to his
shoulder and fired at the white birds. If the frightened flock sought
refuge on a roof: "The deuce take the pigeons!" the angry peasant cried
out; "am I going to pay 1500 francs because two dozen birds have
alighted on my house?" Then stones were thrown and off went the birds.
The order was explicit; for every pigeon saved, the owner was subject to
a fine of fifty francs. Therefore all dovecots were shut up, and no one
dared give asylum to the proscribed. The race of bicycles, also
persecuted, was equally bewildered. The helpful bowels of the earth
swallowed some of them; the mouth of a well engulfed a few others. Some
I know spent two months in a brook, and then let themselves fall to
little bits rather than serve the Germans. True patriots were the
bicycles. As to those which had not managed to escape the Germans'
attention, they were taken to the mayor's house, and clearly showed they
were out of temper by grating, creaking, gnashing the teeth of their
wheels and screws the whole way long. This did not prevent the invaders
from using them on the spot with great satisfaction.
Of the regulations as to passports we had a proof before letters, so to
say.
On a certain morning of November, Yvonne and Antoinette, attended by
Pierrot, went to Laon. For Yvonne a visit to the dentist was urgent;
Pierrot wanted a Latin grammar. About five in the evening we began to
feel uneasy. The night and the fog fell in concert, and the travellers
had not yet returned. At half-past five Mme. Valaine and I ventured out,
ready for anything, and at two miles' distance from the house we saw the
little group, walking along very fast, and with a candid air.
"Why, here you are! Frightened not to see us back? There was no reason
at all! Look, we have got the _Journal de Guerre_, a pound of
chocolate, and some sweets!"
We dined with a good appetite. Three days after we heard a loud ring of
the bell, and two German officers, attended by the Mayor, were shown in.
"The young ladies who lately were arrested at the level-crossing live
here, don't they?"
We looked at one another, struck with amazement. Yvonne and Antoinette
alone seemed to be acquainted with the circumstance, and modestly
acknowledged they were the young ladies in question.
"Well, they are to be at the Commander's office in Laon at two o'clock.
You need not be afraid, thanks to the Mayor, the affair is already
settled."
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