“Oh, Jesus Christ, have mercy upon me!”
“Just let me die, O God! just let me die!”
“If there’s anybody at all outside, won’t they stop this wagon? If there’s anybody driving, won’t you stop this wagon? Please! You don’t know how it hurts—Please!... Ah!—Aaahh!—Aaahhh!”
“Curse you!—Curse war!—Curse living and dying! Curse God! Ah!—Ahhh!—Aaahhh!”
“For God’s sake! just lift us out and let us die lying still, on the roadside.... O God! O God!”
“O God! O God!”
“I am dying! I am dying!... Mary, Mary, Mary! Lift me up!”
“We are dying! We are dying!”
“O Jesus of Nazareth—”
“During this one night,” says Imboden, “I realized more of the horrors of war than I had in all the two preceding years.”