At the Cross-Roads
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—We dug up the potatoes whilst they were green.
The potatoes were not boiled, but were made hot in dirty water in pots put at the edge of bonfires.
They ate half-raw potatoes and cucumbers.
—To-day he ate, to-morrow he was gone!
The fugitives are always saying this:
—That's why I'm safe and sound today. I ate no potatoes.
—I was hungry, but I did not eat.
—All those who ate, died.
—I, pan,[1] ran after the children all the time and didn't let them out of my sight. Just so as they shouldn't take anything to eat from neighbours.
Is it possible to die here? There they died,—say the strongest, those who have gone through it all.
- ↑ Polish for Sir or Master.
