World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Italian
“The German officers in command lead a gay, carefree life. They do
not mind being seen in public, driving in open carriages with women
of bad repute, brought there from their own country. During the
first days of the occupation, the enemy troops, exalted with
victory, would parade the streets, shouting joyously. They would
enter private houses by forcing doors and windows, and make for
storerooms full of provisions, and for wine cellars, with bestial
avidity.”
In sharp contrast to this life of gluttony and greed was the life led
by the Italian prisoners, both those in the invaded regions and those
transported back to German prison camps. The following extract is taken
from a report of Lieutenant Massa Antonio, a physician who was sent
back to Italy after a term in a prison camp:
“By a long and weary journey we were taken to Trento, then to
Gardolo and finally to Sigmundsherberg, to a camp of Russian
prisoners. The physicians were at once invited to take care of
their own soldiers. Captain Luigi Ferrero, the head physician,
entrusted me to take care of Group IV. I therefore found myself
living side by side with our own soldiers, suffering their physical
and mental tortures and hardships.
“There I saw a pitiable spectacle. Our own soldiers were left for
whole days without a bit of food. Hungry and sad they would stand
against the wire railings begging for food, for a morsel of bread.
Daily, fifteen or twenty soldiers who had fallen from sheer
exhaustion were brought into the hospital. Gradually the entire
camp was cleared of grass by our hungry men who avidly plucked and
chewed it in an attempt to allay their hunger.
“During the first days our soldiers were submitted to extremely
strict discipline. The punishment posts were always occupied, and
the prisons rapidly filling, for the Austrians believed in giving
vent to their hatred against us by floggings and beatings.
“The enemy soldiers and petty officers became vile merchants who
robbed our poor soldiers of whatever little money they had by
selling them pieces of bread at exorbitant rates. Because of the
bad quality of the food there were many cases of auto-intoxication.
The soldiers welcomed a chance to go and work for they hoped for
better treatment.
“Besides acting as journeying physician I was also entrusted with
the inspection of the mess and of the discipline of our soldiers.
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