The Martyrdom of Belgium: Official Report of Massacres of Peaceable Citizens, Women and Children by The German ArmyBelgium. Commission d'enquête sur la violation des règles du droit des gens, des lois et des coutumes de la guerre
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The Martyrdom of Belgium: Official Report of Massacres of Peaceable Citizens, Women and Children by The German Army
Belgium. Commission d'enquête sur la violation des règles du droit des gens, des lois et des coutumes de la guerre
World War, 1914-1918 -- Atrocities
The town of Dinant was sacked and destroyed by the German Army, and its
population was decimated on the 22nd, 23rd, 24th and 25th August.
On August 15th a lively engagement took place at Dinant between the
French troops on the left bank of the Meuse and the German troops
coming up from the East. The German troops were routed by the French,
who passed over to the right bank of the river following them. The
town had little to suffer on that day. Some houses were destroyed by
German shells, aimed no doubt at French regiments on the left bank, and
a citizen of Dinant belonging to the Red Cross was killed by a German
ball as he was picking up a wounded man.
The days which followed were calm. The French occupied the neighborhood
of the town. No engagement took place between the hostile armies, and
nothing happened which could be interpreted as an act of hostility by
the population. No German troops were anywhere near Dinant. On Friday,
the 21st, about 9 o’clock in the evening, German troops coming down the
road from Ciney entered the town by the Rue St. Jacques. On entering
they began firing into the windows of the houses, and killed a workman
who was returning to his own house, wounded another inhabitant, and
forced him to cry “Long live the Kaiser.” They bayoneted a third
person in the stomach. They entered the cafes, seized the liquor, got
drunk, and retired after having set fire to several houses and broken
the doors and windows of others. The population was terrorised and
stupefied, and shut itself up in its dwellings.
Saturday, August 22nd, was a day of relative calm. All life, however,
was at an end in the streets. Part of the inhabitants, guided by the
instincts of self-preservation, fled into the neighbouring country
side. The rest, more attached to their homes, and rendered confident by
the conviction that nothing had happened which could be interpreted as
an act of hostility on their part, remained hidden in their houses.
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