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This donation was always accompanied by the good counsels of the officers--War is war; no pity toward our adversaries who do not deserve it.

The French were shooting their prisoners, and their women were putting out the eyes of the wounded.

Every dwelling was a den of traps.
The simple-hearted and innocent German entering therein was going to certain death.

The beds were made over subterranean caves, the wardrobes were make-believe doors, in every corner was lurking an assassin.