With the Serbs in Macedonia

i84 WITH THE SERBS IN MACEDONIA
These the authorities, confronted with the
difficulties of a polyglot campaign, have marked
with a quaint, illustrated sign. This is certainly
less mirth-provoking than an attempt at
Salonica, where there still exists a large notice,
in three languages, to motor-car drivers, the
English portion of which is :
'*
stokers attention
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'*
But to get back to the point, the
driver missed one of these pictorial warnings.
Instead of slowing up he took the dip at speed.
The result was a bump which was as bad for the
springs as it was for the passenger's temper.
*'
Sorry, sir, I wasn't looking, thinking about
what a rum 'ole it is," he apologized.
He was right enough. Macedonia is a rum
hole from our point of view— the other fellow's
hole always is.
As everybody knows, it has had a very
it has been a thorn
chequered career. For ages
in the flesh of the goddess of European Peace.
Murder and malaria have been its national
epidemics. Public and private bloodshed and
robbery have been until recently commonplaces
of its daily life. Political chicanery and
national aspirations have made it a bone of
contention between all the middle-Europe
pack.
Goodness only knows who is really right or
how far the present parcelling-out of this much-