d in the battle,
don't leave my body here, but carry it to Kraguievaz, where my wife is,
and bury it there."

It happened indeed that the officer was killed. The private asked
permission to transfer the body as he was told. The permission was not
given. In the night he took the dead body on his back, and after a
journey of three nights brought it to Kraguievaz and buried it.
Therefore he was judged by the military court and sentenced to a very
heavy punishment. But he showed himself very satisfied, saying:

"I did what I was ordered and what I promised to do. Now you can
sentence me even to death; at least I will not be ashamed in the
other world meeting my commander."

* * * * *

In the offensive against the Austrians in December 1914 a Serbian
company found in a trench three Magyar soldiers. They laid down their
arms.

"Would you kill them, Andrea?" asked the officer of one of his men to
prove him.

The man replied with astonishment:

"Marko of Prilep never killed a disarmed man"

* * * * *

A peasant one day dug the ground behind his home. It was after the
Austrian army had been beaten and repulsed, and the Serbian refugees
returned home. The peasant was asked:

"What are you digging for?"

"Our tricolours. I put it three weeks ago under the ground. I was afraid
the Austrians would spit on it, and it means the same as to spit in
one's face."

* * * * *

In the battle on Krivolak a Serbian was wounded in the chest. He could
scarcely breathe. He was sent to the hospital. Moving slowly, he came to
a spot where he saw a wounded Bulgarian lying down among the dead and
crying with pain, his legs being broken. The Serbian stood thoughtful a
minute, then he took the enemy on his back and brought him to the
hospital, both very exhausted. He was asked:

"Why did you take such a burden, since you are a burden to yourself?"

He kept silent for a moment and then replied:

"You know, sire, I have been shooting with all the others. Who knows,
perhaps _I_ wounded him."

* * * * *

"Why should not I believe in Fate?" an under-officer once asked me.
"Should somebody relate to me what I am going to tell you, I could not
believe it. But it happened to me. Once in my boyhood I cut the
branches of a tree; a gipsy woman saw me and said:

"'Don't injure the tree; a tree may once