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One of the most thrilling events during the war was the opening of the Siberian prison doors in the spring of 1917, when more than one hundred thousand exiles walked out as free men and women. ONE OF THE MOST THRILLING EVENTS DURING THE WAR WAS THE OPENING OF THE SIBERIAN PRISON DOORS IN THE SPRING OF NINETEEN SEVENTEEN WHEN MORE THAN ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND EXILES WALKED OUT AS FREEMEN AND WOMEN
te autumn and early spring (they stopped in winter quarters in the coldest months), they often floundered along through mud nearly knee deep. Often the mud was frozen in the morning and their feet would break through. Perhaps their shoes were completely worn out, but no mercy was shown them and they had to make their way barefooted. There was one thing the guards could not do, however, and that was to keep them still. As they went on their way they kept up a kind of a wail that was said to be the saddest chant that human ears ever heard. For miles and miles this mournful wail could be heard by the few people who lived in villages along the way. Sometimes, however, these villages were fifty or a hundred miles apart. But this wail was kept up continually. Every plan imaginable was used to stop it, but this could not be done and the guards and officers grew accustomed to it and let it go. No wonder that even yet in Siberia the call of the milkmaid is something like the wail of the exiles. D THEM AND IN THE LATE AUTUMN AND EARLY SPRING THEY STOPPED IN WINTER QUARTERS IN THE COLDEST MONTHS THEY OFTEN FLOUNDERED ALONG THROUGH MUD NEARLY KNEE DEEP OFTEN THE MUD WAS FROZEN IN THE MORNING AND THEIR FEET WOULD BREAK THROUGH PERHAPS THEIR SHOES WERE COMPLETELY WORN OUT BUT NO MERCY WAS SHOWN THEM AND THEY HAD TO MAKE THEIR WAY BAREFOOTED THERE WAS ONE THING THE GUARDS COULD NOT DO HOWEVER AND THAT WAS TO KEEP THEM STILL AS THEY WENT ON THEIR WAY THEY KEPT UP A KIND OF WAIL THAT WAS SAID TO BE THE SADDEST CHANT THAT HUMAN EARS EVER HEARD FOR MILES AND MILES THIS MOURNFUL WAIL COULD BE HEARD BY THE FEW PEOPLE WHO LIVED IN VILLAGES ALONG THE WAY SOMETIMES HOWEVER THESE VILLAGES WERE FIFTY OR A HUNDRED MILES APART BUT THIS WAIL WAS KEPT UP CONTINUALLY EVERY PLAN IMAGINABLE WAS USED TO STOP IT BUT THIS COULD NOT BE DONE AND THE GUARDS AND OFFICERS GREW ACCUSTOMED TO IT AND LET IT GO NO WONDER THAT EVEN YET IN SIBERIA THE CALL OF THE MILK MADE IS SOMETHING LIKE THE WAIL OF THE EXILES
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