A BATTLEFIELD DRAMA

Evening Star, Issue 15709, 25 January 1915, Page 8

A BATTLEFIELD DRAMA

; BROTHERS FIGHTING IX OPPOSING ; ARMIES ARK REUNITED. Fate play.s some strange pranks, but j surely she has never arranged a more re- ! markable episode ihan xhat in which two ! brothers, fighting in opposing armies, were ! muted after the defeat of the Germans | near Warsaw. A Russian detachment, 'with artillery, and a number of Cosea.cks, j having taken a dozen prisoners, rtsUid in | a village. The, officers were invited to tho i hou<« of a rich landowner, and the soldiers had their supper m a large outhouse. j Boiling the wa.+er fo>.- tea, they began to ; relate all sorts of stories. The German . pripone-i-j, wire, had already become almost : comrades, listened whilst eating, but , seemed to understand nothing, not knou--i ing the Russian language. One of them. i however, who listened move attentively, at last joined in the conversation. "What. I you speak Russian?" cried a Cossack. [ greatly astonished, " where do you come jfrom?" "I am from Neivida., near Dan- ! zig." replied the other. "I am a Pole; 1 i was employed in Russia,, .it, Ycrjbojovo, in . the wood trade. I have a brother who ; worked at Lodz. As he would not er.dnre the abominable German discipline he became naturalised in Russia. .Now foe is in your army, in the, artillery." Naturally the Cossacks, who were. shrewd enough, at first did not believe him. and an artillery- man continued to question the ! prisoner : "What is vour nam*?" " I am leaded Joseph Schievsky, .and my brother is : Roman Schievsky." The Russian artillery - j man was much asbmished " What. Ro- ; man Schievsky?" cried he; " see-, he is ■my comrade in the same batter v. Ho you i wish mo to bring him here, ho" is not far off; ho- is in a neighboring house?" "N.i- ---| turally, I wish it." replied the. prisoner. I "It is necessary that we should ask each | other's forgiveness, for in this cursed I war one fires without seeing anything. i Probably he has fired on me, and I on ! him. What would our poor mother sa.y?" | In a few minutes they brought Roman | Sehievskj-. The two brothers' ernbraoed each other ; every one was pleased, and the meal was served. After the meal the two brothers Schievsky, who were excellent musicians, began to play. Joseph pulled from his pocket a. small reed pipe, and PiOman, having borrowed a, harmonica from a Cossaok, they played the famous Russian dance, ' Trepak,' and the Cossacks diuioed. The dancing paxty, says the ** Telegraph,' attracted the officers, to whom the story, with its strange ending, wa-s related. But the tlnus for departure I had arrived. "Finish, hit children." said \ tho commadara. -'Go. j'vsepk-, ym will i go to Warsaw In the role of our involuntarv guest. We shaJJ go towards BerIjioi