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The Slavs of the War Zone
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The Right Hon. W. F. Bailey
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This is
the 1916 First Edition (ex-University Library) |
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Publisher and place of
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Dimensions in inches (to
the nearest quarter-inch) |
London: Chapman & Hall Ltd |
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5¾ inches wide x 9 inches tall |
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Edition |
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Length |
1916 First Edition |
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[xiii] + 266 pages |
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Internal condition |
This volume is ex-Library. Original blue cloth gilt.
The covers are worn: the front and rear boards are heavily rubbed and
scuffed, with patchy colour loss and there is a prominent Reading University
Library label on the front cover. The spine is snagged at the head with a
half-inch tear in the cloth. There is a shelf number in white ink near the
tail of the spine and a patch from the removal of another small label. The spine ends and corners are bumped and frayed with
further small splits to the
cloth. The images below give a good indication of the current state of the covers. |
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This volume is ex-Reading University Library.
There is a bookplate, card pocket, accession number and "Withdrawn" stamp on
the front pastedown, a further "Withdrawn" and a barcode on the front free
end-paper, together with the remnants of lending schedule (please see the
image below). There is a further "Withdrawn" stamp on the reverse of the
Title-Page, but no other markings that I can see and the text is clean
throughout. However, the paper has tanned with age and there is toning and
foxing to those pages adjacent to the photographic plates. There is further
scattered foxing throughout. The illustrations have acquired a yellowish
tinge. The edge of the text block is not uniformly trimmed and is slightly
ragged. The folding map at the end has a jagged tear along half of one fold
(please see the final image below). The inner hinges are cracked. |
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Dust-jacket present? |
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Other
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No |
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Collated and complete, but quite worn and with
the usual Library markings, though the text is perhaps slightly cleaner than
the images below would indicate. |
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Contents |
Please see below for details |
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The packed weight is approximately
800 grams.
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The Slavs of the War Zone
Contents
Preface
INTRODUCTION
Historical characteristics of Teuton and Slav — Northern
and Southern Slavs — Attitude of Germany towards its
non- Teutonic population, and towards Russia — Germanic
influence in Russian Government — The partition of
Poland — Power of dynastic influence — Race composition
of Austria Hungary — Its policy towards the Little, or
Red, Russians (Ruthenes) — The Poles — The Czechs of
Bohemia — Prague — The Slovaks — Southern Slavs :
Slovenes, Croats, Serbs, and Bosnians — Purport of the
present work
Chapter I
WHERE TWO EMPIRES MEET
Podolia — Kamenets, its ancient government town — The
death of Pan Michael — Scene on Fair day — Mail carts
and droshkies — Soldiers — Gipsies — The drive from
Kamenets to Husiatyn — A hail shower on the Steppes — A
peasant exodus — Husiatyn — The Askenazim Jew — The
value of time in Podolia
Chapter II
LIFE IN EASTERN GALICIA
Train from Husiatyn to Lemberg (Lwow) — Towns on the
route — Crowds at the stations — Typical villages —
Galician roads — Interior of a village hut — Primitive
agriculture — Slav women — Relation between the sexes —
Modernity of Lwow — Evening in the streets -The paradoxy
of Poland
Chapter III
THE VIRGIN OF CZENSTOCHOWA : THE HEART OF POLAND
The Holy Place of Poland — On the morning of a
pilgrimage — Scene in the streets — Inhabitants and
pilgrims — The Holy Place — The oldest picture in the
Christian world — Ceremony in the church — Desecration
of the shrine — Czar's proclamation of universal Slav
liberty — How a Polish village meets the German invaders
Chapter IV
POLISH MEMORIES
An exile — Polish landscape before the war — A typical
village— Visiting en masse — Polish industrial campaign
— A modern nobleman and his household — A "Tartar raid"
— The flight before the invaders
Chapter V
AMONG THE CZECHS OF BOHEMIA
The founding of Prague — Jan Huss, and what he stood for
— Czech progress — The Old Town and the New — Czech
music — Self-help the key to emancipation in Bohemia —
The Cathedral — The Ghetto — Evening scenes — Race
hatred as shown by a street accident — Night on the
Sophia Island — Tsigane music — Mid- night from the
monastery of Strabow — War — The regiments that deserted
Chapter VI
SCENES IN THE CARPATHIANS : LIFE AMONG THE SLOVAKS
Summer in the Carpathians — The Gipsies — Slovaks —
Village life — A cottage interior — Emigration and its
consequences — A child's funeral — A returned traveller
— Marriage ceremonies — The coming of War
Chapter VII
VIENNA: THE INDOLENT CAPITAL
An Epicurean city — Evening in the streets — The
submerged population — A typical room in the Slav
quarter — Vienna in war time — Laissez faire, laissez
alter — How German officers make themselves loved
Chapter VIII
BUDAPEST : THE GAY CITY OF THE MAGYARS
Spring scenes — The best view-point, and the worst— The
Jews in possession — Magyar wedding dresses — Ancient
Buda — Cafes and cinemas — Music and the Gipsies — Daily
life in Budapest — The empty palace and the murdered
Queen
Chapter IX
SCENES IN FIUME, THE SEAPORT OF HUNGARY
The town in summer — The pageant of its past — The
surprising streets — Fiume in bygone days — -Country
folk — On the quays — The Castle of the Frangipani — A
Slovene inn — The Uskoks — Music — A Slav legend of
loveliness — 'Tsiganes — Night on the Adriatic — A fight
in a cafe
Chapter X
ACROSS THE MOUNTAINS OF THE KARST : THE LAND OF THE
PANDOURS
The Karst — Ogulin — Serbs and Croats — The Pandours —
Emigration — Sex relationship — Folk songs — Karlovac in
war time — Austrian treatment of Southern Slavs
Chapter XI
CROATIA : A LAND OF MANY COLOURS
The province of Croatia-Slavonia — The Pandours and the
Uskoks — Hungarian policy towards Croatia — The
Patriarchal system — A typical country house — Feminine
occupations — Love and marriage — Wedding customs —
Religious fetes — Death ceremonies — Professional
beggars — Napoleon's prescience
Chapter XII
BELGRADE : THE GATEWAY TO THE EAST
The "White City" and its situation — The Teratsia —
Scene in the market-place — Typical visitors from the
Balkan States — Serbian manners and customs — Afternoon
in Topchider Park — The Kalemegdan gardens — Murder of
Alexander and Draga — Panorama from the hill-top
Chapter XIII
LIFE IN THE BALKANS : A SERBIAN CHRISTMAS
Christmas Eve — " The Feast of the Dead " — At-Palanka —
Serbian home life — Ceremonies Christian and pagan —
Christmas morning — Service in the Church — The Priest—
In the market-place — Dinner and dancing
Chapter XIV
SONG AND DANCE AMONG THE SERBS
Serbian folk songs — A woman singer — Love songs — War
songs — Serbian code of honour — The Eoro, or war dance
— "The women's dance "
Chapter XV
SARAJEVO : THE CITY OF THE GREAT WAR
The night of June 29th, 1914 — The Austrians in
Sarajevo— The Slavonic quarter— In a night cafe — The
coming shadow — The end of the Archduke
Chapter XVI
A NATION IN RETREAT : SERBIA'S AGONY, 1915
The peasants' flight — The retreating army — The Red
Cross — The last inhabitants — Night comes, and the
German army
Chapter XVII
FROM A HILL IN BOSNIA : AUTUMN, 1915
Mount Stephen — A hill of death — How Teutons treat
their Slav subjects — Before the war — And now — "
Righteous slaughter" —The Slav Eternal hope
INDEX
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
Croatian Women spinning and knitting
frontispiece
At Kuprez Cattle Show (Bosnia)
Grape Pickers in Istria
A Wine Press in Dalmatia
The River Narenta, Bosnia
In the Valley of the Varenta : Bosnia-Herzegovina
Montenegrin Peasants about to practise Rifle-shooting
Peasant Women in Herzegovina
Near Ragusa on the Dalmatian Coast
Albanians
On a Road near Livno in Bosnia
Mostar, the Capital of Herzegovina
Street in Mostar, with Austrian Soldiers
The Famous Bridge of Mostar
A Farmstead in Bosnia
A River Source in the Karst Mountains
Balkan Peasants
Montenegrin Peasants
A Pack Horse in Herzegovina
In a Village in the Balkans
A Bosnian Farm House
The Court House in Sarajevo
A Street in Sarajevo
Street Scenes in Sarajevo
Map : Distribution of Slav and Non-Slav Peoples of
Central Europe
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The Slavs of the War Zone
Preface
It is not my intention in these pages
to discuss, except incident- ally, the history and political
problems of the Slav peoples who dwell where the great European War
now rages. These subjects have been adequately dealt with by many
well-known and well- equipped writers such as Mr. Seton-Watson, Mr.
H. Wickham Steed and Professor Alison Phillips. My desire is to give
a vivid and accurate account of the countries in which these Slav
races dwell — to give a description of their habits and customs : of
how they live at home, among their neighbours, and in their
market-places ; of their dress, their amusements and their festivals
; of their music, their songs and their dances ; of their views of
life, their Joys and their sorrows ; of their political, national
and religious aspirations ; of how the great war found them and how
it leaves them — these people that Fate has made to be the
shuttle-cocks of Empires. This is not a war book. It is an account
of these Slav peoples as they were living when the war came on them
like a blast from a burning fiery furnace, and how they fared in its
awful presence. It is to be hoped that these pages may have some
permanent value in enabling readers to envisage, to appreciate, to
understand peoples perhaps little known outside their own
boundaries, yet who have been the proximate cause of the most
tremendous upheaval that has taken place since mankind had a
history. In the days of settlement after the war, these races will
demand recognition. They who gave a name to depressed peoples all
the world over will not be for ever the slaves of circumstance. When
the war ends those who are seated round the conference table at
which the futures of so many nations and peoples and kingdoms will
be determined, cannot close their minds to the desires, the needs,
and the demands of these Slav peoples seeking recognition.
I would express my indebtedness for the help given in the
preparation of this book by my friend Miss Jean V. Bates, who has
lived amongst the people here described, who knows them intimately,
and who has made it possible to give an account of their hves and
fortunes down to the present day.
I have also to thank the Editors of the Fortnightly Review, the
Nineteenth Century and After, and the Edinburgh Review, for their
kind permission to make use of certain articles contributed by me
recently to these periodicals.
The illustrations are from photographs placed at my disposal by the
Right Hon. F. Wrench, a fellow-traveller amongst Slav peoples. I
would add a word of thanks to Mr. F. C. Moore for help given in the
production of the book.
W. F. BAILEY.
April 22, 1916.
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The Slavs of the War Zone
Excerpt:
Few cities in the world have seen more
wars or stood more sieges than Belgrade — " the Home of Wars for
Faith " the Turks called it.
Standing above the meeting of the great rivers, the Save and the
Danube, the White City is the key to Hungary, and the gate- way to
Serbia. Founded two thousand two hundred years ago, it has been
under many masters, come through great vicissitudes, and has but
rarely known peace. The present war of the world has once again
brought it into notice and interested the peoples of the West in
this the first City of the East.
I would here tell of it as it was just before the war came, and
describe its people and its life when the storm clouds were
gathering.
The Citadel, once a famous fortress — the White Castle — now only a
prison and a barracks, stands overlooking the great blue lake made
by the junction of the rivers. Behind it is the town itself, a city
of white houses and iew churches, with the gardens of Kalemegdan
from where may be seen the famous view over the rivers below.
The centre of interest in the city is the Teratsia, Belgrade's most
beautiful boulevard, into which converge numberless precipitous
streets bustling with life. Here in the market-place rows of stalls
and booths, filled with all kinds of merchandise, and piled high
with vegetables, amongst which paprika seems to be predominant with
its green pods, dried pods, red pods — as red as fire. Other stalls
are heaped with weird cheeses, sausages, scarlet-hued sides of
bacon, eggs, butter, honey, and strange looking white breads, baked
in the shape of crosses, horses, pigs, houses and crowns, all
sprinkled over with pink sugar, and grey poppy seeds. Somewhat
further on are booths, round which are stacked up tiers upon tiers
of earthenware, brightly coloured pots and pitchers, big bundles of
sheepskin coats, and disagreeably uncured skins of every sort, round
which myriads of flies are buzzing. There are also rolls of
home-woven linen, horsehair fringed aprons,' brass-studded peasant
belts, gaudy kerchiefs, jewellery, filigree silver work, lovely
embroideries, gorgeous carpets from Pirot, ribbons, farming
implements, ikons, holy pictures, cowhide sandals, and long wooden
stands bearing rows upon rows of round sheepskin caps, looking like
so many decapitated heads.
Business is very brisk, for hundreds of country folk have come into
the town to see what can be seen, to say their prayers, lay in
stores, listen to the music which will play all the afternoon on the
Kalemegdan, and a gay crowd it is ! Serbia, hke Hungary, can show a
great variety of national costumes, all different, all picturesque
and all brilliant. Each district has its own dress, its special
customs, and though the residents in Belgrade have, more or less,
adopted the fashions of Vienna and Paris — or tried to — the
peasants, happily, still cling to their old world costumes. Under
the shade of the lime trees, through which the sunlight flickers on
the dazzling, uneven white cobbles, the holiday makers stroll to and
fro. Here are huge, loose-limbed fellows, clad in baggy white or
blue breeches, stiffly embroidered attila jackets and sheepskins,
their waists supported by heavy brass and silver- mounted leather
belts, in which they' carry a veritable arsenal of weapons. Their
legs are swathed in linen or woollen bandages, their feet are shod
in broad sandals of untanned hide, bound to the ankles "with scarlet
braid. They move like panthers, silently, swiftly, lithely. From
their sun-scorched, thin, high cheek-boned faces downwards there is
not an ounce of superfluous flesh. They are mountaineers and
represent Serbia's finest manhood. Oddly different are they in face
and figure to their womenkind, who, in this district, are inclined
to stoutness, but who make up for a certain squatness of figure by
the grace with which they wear their straight-cut hnen robes —
chemises, rather — over which are crimson, or blue velvet zouaves,
stitched -with silver, and their dark shining hair is glossy and
beautiful, coiled and folded as it is round the cheeky little red
fezzes, perched coquettishly at the back of their well-set heads.
Some of the costumes are, however, not so classic as these, and the
girls from some of the villages contrive to render themselves
grotesque by adding to their already ample proportions a number of
gathered petticoats.
Serbia is, taken as a whole, a poor, a very poor land, and it
puzzles one to learn that some of these gala dresses cost about
forty of our English pounds. But then, a Balkan woman perhaps buys
only a single dress in her lifetime, so it might well be splendid.
There are foreigners too, hailing from the other Balkan States and
Hungary. At one stall may be noticed a group of decidedly insolent
looking Magyar Alfolders. They have come across the river from the
Danube Valley. Great, dark-visaged fellows, they are plainly
horsemen, judging by their walk. Their dress is a full white cotton
skirt reaching half way below the knee, a blue or red,
silver-buttoned jacket, sheepskin overmantle, high black boots, and
a small black felt hat, surmounted by a gay flower and hung with
coloured ribbon streamers. They crack their tremendously long whips,
converse at the top of their raucous Magyar voices, and glance about
with an expression of utmost scorn at the " swine-dogs " — the Serbs
— for whom, together with all Slavs, they cherish an inveterate
scorn and dislike; a dislike which the "Swine-dogs," not
unnaturally, cordially reciprocate. Then there are Dalmatian women
in floating draperies and veils, and Jews, not so dirty as their
brethren elsewhere, who speak the soft, musical Spanish patois
peculiar to the Hebrews in this part of Europe. And there are
Bosnians, too, in their abbreviated white kilts, fur-edged, silver
embroidered zouaves, tulip-hued turbans, and beautiful silken
sashes, wound, not only round their stomachs, but also round three
or four silver-embossed big swords, which, supported by the sash,
cause the wearers' waists to protrude several inches on each side.
Gentle mannered Croats, men in long, flapping, white linen trousers,
loose linen jackets, and wide-brimmed felt hats, the women in short
yellow, or white, kilted petticoats, black jackets, and white
kerchiefs, nib shoulders with rough- tongued, heavy-featured
Bulgarians, of both sexes, the women attired in garish smock-like
garments, with sequins and ribbons in their coarse black hair ; the
men in homespun and sandals, with the characteristic Kulpak — a
lofty erection of sheepskin — as headgear. Some girls from
Herzegovina are trying to drive a bargain with a dealer in painted
and stitched sheepskin jackets. Pretty they are, and their national
costume — a short cotton, smock and trousers with a bright scarf
round the waist — rivals in picturesqueness, if not in extravagance,
that of their Albanian sisters. A couple of these latter stand
gazing about in a vacant sort of manner, barbaric to look at in
their large purple velvet aprons fringed with gold, their thick red
gaiters, deep, stiff, and be-jewelled belts of silver, ear-rings,
seven inches in length, kerchiefs of orange silk, and flowing hair.
The only really highbred and beautiful women in the throng are some
Montenegrins dressed in snowy white, with long, sleeveless, sky-blue
coats over dainty, rose-tinted jackets, with cobwebby lace veils
floating from their sleek black heads, making a misty background for
their sparkling dark eyes. They appear to have but a poor opinion of
an ugly Turkish couple — a yellow-complexioned, hook- nosed man in a
magenta turban and slovenly red breeches, and his wife, a mere
bundle of thick black cloth and white muslin head wrappings. With
the exception of the Magyars all belong to nations of Slavonic, or
partly Slavonic, origin.
As one watches, the crowd thins, for it is now past eleven o'clock,
and getting on to dinner hour. Stall keepers are packing up their
wares, preparatory to going home. Along one side of the market-place
little cafes and restaurants are making tre- mendous and noisy
preparation to feed the poorer multitude at rickety tables placed
along the street kerbs. Balkan menus are curious, and the odour of
most of the dishes is enough for an Occidental. Indescribably
loathsome beggars — gipsies chiefly, for the Serb rarely begs — are
swarming towards the eating houses, having already done an excellent
morning's business at the church doors by the exhibition of their
sores and horrible deformities. They are now intent upon extracting
all they can out of the diners, certain that if they persist long
enough they will be bribed to move off out of sight.
All at once there is a stir amongst the jostling crowd. A sudden
burst of music proclaims the coming of an infantry regiment. They
are playing a Slavonic folk song, wild, strange, of course in a
minor key, yet somehow full of a defiant and cheerful spirit. Then
comes a quick march, played fortissimo, as band and soldiers swing
into view. They are not much to look at in their dusty, patched,
blue-grey breeches and high caps, loose cotton shirts, and
down-at-heel boots, but in their young, eager faces, in the flash of
their eyes, in their merry laughter, they give one a glimpse of that
unconquerable national spirit . . .
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The folding map at the end has a ragged tear
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