The Russian Campaign, April to August, 1915: Being the Second Volume of "Field Notes from the Russian Front"Washburn, Stanley
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The Russian Campaign, April to August, 1915: Being the Second Volume of "Field Notes from the Russian Front"
Washburn, Stanley
World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Eastern Front; World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives
The victims that die quickly are spared the worst effects, but those
that linger on and finally succumb suffer a torture which the days of
the Inquisition can hardly parallel. Many of them have in their efforts
to breathe swallowed quantities of the gas, and in these cases, which
seem to be common, post-mortems disclose the fact that great patches
in their stomachs and in their intestines have been eaten almost raw
by the action of the acid in the gas. These men then die not only of
strangulation, which, in itself, is a slow torture, but in their last
moments their internal organs are slowly being eaten away by the acids
which they have taken into their stomachs. Several of the doctors have
told me that in these instances the men go violently mad from sheer
agony, and that many of them must be held in their beds by force to
prevent them from leaping out of the windows or running amok in the
hospitals. It is hard to still them with sufficient morphine to deaden
the pain without giving an overdose, with the result that many of the
poor fellows probably suffer until their last gasp.
This then is the physical effect which is produced on the victims of
Germany’s latest device to win the war. I have been in many of the
hospitals, and I have never in my life been more deeply moved than by
the pathetic spectacle of these magnificent specimens of manhood lying
on their beds writhing in pain or gasping for breath, each struggle
being a torture. The Russians endure suffering with a stoicism that is
heartbreaking to observe, and I think it would surely touch even the
most cynical German chemist were he to see his victims, purple in the
face, lips frothed with red from bleeding lungs, with head thrown back
and teeth clenched to keep back the groans of anguish, as they struggle
against the subtle poison that has been taken into their system. One
poor fellow said to the nurse as she sat by his bed and held his hand,
“Oh, if the German Kaiser could but suffer the pain that I do he would
never inflict this torture upon us. Surely there must be a horrible
place prepared for him in the hereafter.”
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