FALL OF THE INDIAN ZLATAROG 151 



garments and the rocks and stones add their 

 lamentations. 



Flashes of lightning scurry across the sky and 

 torrents of tears stream down. The hills, the rocks, 

 the stones weep loudly, and a voice of thunder vibrates 

 through the ever-silent world. 



Once again has mankind slaughtered ! 



" Triglavroses, triglavroses ! " 



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