nts, one girl and two boys,
were too slow in leaving her farm to go to the church, the captain
ordered his men to fire on them. Four more dead bodies!

The Germans arrived at Monchy-Humieres. A group of inhabitants watched
them marching past. No provocation whatever was offered, but an officer
thought that he heard someone utter the word "Prussians." He at once
called out three dragoons, and ordered them to fire upon the group--one
killed and two wounded--one of the latter being a little girl of four.

At Sommeilles, when the fire--which destroyed the whole place--broke
out, Madame X. took refuge in a cellar belonging to M. and Madame Adnot,
who were there, with their four children, the eldest a girl of 11 years.
A few days after, on returning to the village, our soldiers found the
seven bodies in the cellar lying in a pool of blood, several of them
being horribly mutilated. Madame X. had her right arm severed from her
body; the little girl's foot had been cut off, and the little boy of
five had his throat cut.

At Louveigne a certain number of men were shut up in a blacksmith's
shop; in the afternoon the murderers opened the door as if it were a
pigeon-shooting competition, drove the prisoners out, and shot them
down--a ghastly group of 17 corpses.

At Senlis the heroic Mayor, M. Odent, and six members of his staff were
shot.

At Gerbeviller they forced their way into the house of M. and Madame
Lingenheld; seized the son, aged 36, exempt from service, and wearing
the badge of the Red Cross, tied his hands, dragged him into the street
and shot him. They then returned to look for the father, an old man of
70. Meanwhile the mother, mad with terror, made her escape. On coming
out she saw her son lying on the ground. As he still showed signs of
life, they threw paraffin over him and roasted him. The father was shot
later on with fourteen other old men. More than 150 victims were
identified in this parish.

At Nomeny, M. Vasse provided shelter for a number of neighbours in his
cellar. Fifty soldiers got in and set fire to the house. To escape the
flames the refugees rushed out and were shot one by one as they emerged.
Mentre was killed first; his son Leon, with his little eight-year-old
sister in his arms, fell next: as he was not quite dead they put the
barrel of a rifle to his ear and blew his brains out. Then came the turn
of a family named Kieffer. The mother was wounded; the father, his boy
and girl, aged respect