The platform of the railroad station of Lublin, in German Poland, teemed. On it stood a forlorn, broken spirited crowd who moved only when shoved. The people were utterly destitute. All they had for baggage was here a knapsack, there a handbag, sometimes just a cloth bundle. A few carried scraps of food for which they had no stomach. The most any had in cash was 300 marks ($120). Train after train pulled in, and passengers poured out like ashes from dump-trucks. The heavy crowd became unmanageable. Finally the stationmaster blustered out, ordered that not one more passenger should alight. More...
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