The Case of Sergeant GrischaViking Press, 1928 - 449 Seiten A Russian soldier-peasant escapes from a German prison camp. Recaptured in the uniform of a dead spy, he is sentenced to death. |
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Seite 432 - ... wrecked for ever, he suffered an agony so deadly, so utterly beyond all human conception — struck, pierced, choked, and broken — that the white heat of that destruction must (one would have thought) have burned away his smile of freedom. But from the moment his body, that was himself, cracked and fell, as though from a new joint in his back, and a gush of crimson blood...
Seite 6 - Russian labourers with their German foremen, men of the Landsturm Army Service Corps. Iron cauldrons of coffee were hanging over the flames, and here and there a man was toasting bread on a green twig. The mighty element devoured the resinous wood with spurts and hisses and crackling leaps of flame. In front of the railway the forest fell back to left and right. Like rusted ghosts of the living, the great trunks towered above the snow, the thick, powdery, frozen March snow of western Russia on which...
Seite 284 - ... the State a service. The soldier always goes into battle with a certain degree of willingness, for he thinks there is a shadow of a possibility that he may return; in the last resort, he puts his life in God's hands, for the sake of his home, his country, and his Emperor. But this Russian — the machinery of justice is to be used to put him to death unjustly. Do you dare to compare him with a German soldier?" "I do," said Schieffenzahn nodding. "Look at the facts. How long does this degree of...
Seite 284 - I have to say," he exclaimed, as Schieffenzahn prepared to answer. "Do I send my men into action with the intention of getting them killed? If I had a voice in the matter they should all come back alive, every one of them, sir! If that is impossible, I submit sorrowfully to the inevitable — as long as war is the ultimate means of making a nation great. But you, on the other hand, are proposing to sacrifice against his will a man well known to be innocent, because in the furtherance of your purposes...
Seite 275 - And they both laughed. The three officers of the Operations Division — this conversation was taking place at Brest-Litovsk — were delighted with the old gentleman's retort. They knew that Schieffenzahn's good-humour meant that he was full of bright ideas and things would go smoothly. Dr. van Ryjlte, who was more than seventy years old, sat calmly in his chair. He was waiting for the above-mentioned coffee which he had brought with him — fine strong Java coffee; — and he and his hosts each...
Seite 432 - ... certainty that parts of his being would be rescued from destruction. The ancient germ within him, the mighty source of life, contented with having transmitted itself in women's bodies to new and ever new manifestations, cast into his brain this faint but faithful reflection, and made him believe, as poor besotted men of flesh do believe, in the continuance of the Ego, the immortality of his individual entity which at that very moment had been extinguished. Three forms of time moved over his fading...
Seite 4 - A good seventy yards away from him, on a railway line, the huge red-brown and grey-green freight-cars were being loaded up with timber. Two men were handling each car. Others dragged up on their shoulders heavy, carefully graded beams and planks, which others again, a few days before, had hewn from the dead pines whose once green and reddish brown expanses had been eaten away in many directions by the hatchets and saws of the prisoners. Much farther than the eye could reach between the tree-trunks,...
Seite 280 - ... Bring me before half-past four a notification from the telegrapher on duty that the order has gone." The sergeant answered: "Very good, Sir," repeated the message, and Schieffenzahn hung up the receiver. As he gave the order he felt for an instant an oppression at his heart, but at the same time a sense of grim satisfaction at the thought that Herr von Lychow was coming to waste time over an affair that had long since been settled. For a few seconds he was conscious of this feeling of constriction,...
Seite 5 - ... reddish brown expanses had been eaten away in many directions by the hatchets and saws of the prisoners. Much farther than the eye could reach between the tree-trunks, a day's ride in each direction, the black pillars of this corpse of a forest stood out stark against the snow and the sky — fifty thousand acres of it. Incendiary bombs from airplanes, shells from field-guns, had each in their own time during the past summer done their work upon it faithfully. Pines and firs, birches and beeches,...
Seite 285 - ... States, that nations have the right to tear themselves to pieces in their defence. But when a State begins to work injustice, it is rejected and brought low. I know, as I sit here under your lamp fighting for the life of this poor Russian, that I am fighting for something greater than your State — I mean for mine! For the State as the instrument of eternity. States are like vessels: and vessels wear out and break. If these cease to serve the purposes of God, they collapse like houses of cards,...