thorities evidently believed the report; for the Arsenal was
emptied of workmen--and they don't stop work willingly just now.
So--as a Serbian officer said to me yesterday--'Serbia is exactly
where she was a year ago.' It does seem hard lines on our little
Ally....

"Well, as to how this affects us. Sir Ralph was talking about the
various possibilities. _As long as the Serbians fight we'll stick
to them--retreat if necessary, burning all our stores._ If they are
overwhelmed we must escape, probably via Montenegro. Don't worry
about us. We won't do anything rash or foolish; and if you will
trust us to decide, as we must know most about the situation out
here, we'll act rationally."

At last, in November, 1915, the storm broke. Serbia was overrun by
Germans, Austrians, and Bulgarians. All her big Allies failed her, "so
when her bitter hour of trial came, Serbia stood alone."

The Scottish Women's Hospitals at Mladanovatz, Lazaravatz, and Valjevo
had to be evacuated in an incredibly short time. The women from
Mladanovatz and Lazaravatz came down to Kraguevatz, where Dr. Inglis
was. After a few days they had again to move further south to
Krushevatz. From here they broke into two parties, some joining the
great retreat and coming home through Albania. The rest stayed behind
with Dr. Inglis and Dr. Hollway to nurse the Serbian wounded and
prisoners in Krushevatz.

"If the committee could have seen Colonel Gentitch's face when I
said to him that we were not going to move again, but that they
could count on us just where we stood, I think they would have been
touched."

writes Dr. Inglis.

At Krushevatz both Units, Dr. Inglis's and Dr. Hollway's, worked
together at the Czar Lazar Hospital under the Serbian Director, Major
Nicolitch. It was here they were taken prisoners by the Germans in
November.

"These months at Krushevatz were a strange mixture of sorrow and
happiness. Was the country really so very beautiful, or was it the
contrast to all the misery that made it evident? There was a
curious exhilaration in working for those grateful, patient men,
and in helping the Director, so loyal to his country and so
conscientious in his work, to bring order out of chaos; and yet the
unhappiness in the Serbian houses, and the physical wretchedness of
those cold, hungry prisoners, lay always like a dead w