is hard.

To the Serb, the enmity of the Magyar is disconcerting. By crossing
the Danube, Serbia has become genuinely part of Europe; she has turned
her back on the Balkans and the eternal strife on barren empty hills.
The new Serbia can afford to forget and forgive Bulgaria, now a remote
sort of country. She can retort to Greece concerning Salonica--We have
no need of that port now, for we no longer aspire to be a power on the
Aegean, we are a Central-European people. Jugo-Slavia is not a Balkan
country. She is ashamed of the Balkans and of the Balkan past. She
will loyally look to Geneva or any other capital of the League of
Nations. She will cling to the centre. All seems well. Perhaps
Bulgaria will cease to be an enemy, and Greece will cease to be a
rival. Serbia moves northward, but in the North she comes face to face
with a worse potential enemy than either--the Magyar. Serbia becomes
conscious of a European destiny, but Hungary avers that a large stretch
of Hungarian territory has been torn from Europe and is being
Balkanized, despoiled of the old comfort and civilization of the
Austro-Hungarian State and made dirty and inefficient by Slavs.

Every one blames some one else in this part of the world. There are
bugs in the railway-carriages--the German soldiers brought them; they
were not there before. The trains go slowly--the Hungarian engine
drivers have ruined all the locomotives by making big fires with little
water in the boilers; contractors seem to take bribes--these are
Hungarians, "They'd sell their souls for a dinar." "Look, look," says
a Magyar officer, pointing to the dirt on Subotitsa station. "You
never could see that in the old days. I used to be here with my
regiment. It was as pretty and clean a place as you could find in
Hungary."

Nearing the frontier you pass in review a very sad sight, and that is,
several hundred locomotives rusted to their very depths and eaten out
with bad weather and neglect. "These are the locomotives we
surrendered to the Serbs after the Armistice," says a Hungarian. "The
Serbs could not use them. They have no engineers--no shops for their
repair. We wouldn't have minded if the engines were used, but it makes
us sick to think of such waste."

On the other hand, perhaps, the Hungarians in their malice surrendered
the engines with their boilers burnt out and with other vital defects.
One side or the other, or both, is to blame. But whatever the ju