"The train stopped, and the passengers were told to get out, Maryashe explained. They were led into a large yard
where many men and women dressed in white awaited them.
This was....[a] scene of bewildering confusion, parents losing their children, and little ones crying; baggage being
thrown together in one corner of the yard, heedless of contents, which suffered in consequence; those white-clad
Germans shouting commands, always accompanied with "Quick! Quick!"--the confused passengers obeying all
orders like meek children, only questioning now and then what was going to be done them...Our things were taken
away, our friends separated from us; a man came to inspect us, as if to ascertain our full value; stranger-looking
people driving us about like dumb animals, helpless and unresisting; children we could not see crying in a way that
suggested terrible things; ourselves driven into a little room where a great kettle was boiling on a little stove; our
clothes taken off, our bodies rubbed with a slippery substance that might be any bad thing; a shower of warm water
let down on us without warning; again driven to another little room where we sit, wrapped in woolen blankets till
large, coarse bags are brought in, their contents turned out, and we see only a cloud of steam, and hear the
women's orders to dress ourselves,--"Quick! Quick!"--or else we'll miss--something we cannot hear. We are forced to
pick out our clothes from among all the others, with steam blinding us; we choke, cough, entreat the women to give
us time; they persist, "Quick! Quick!--or we'll miss the train!"--Oh, so we really won't be murdered! They are only
making us ready for the continuing of our journey, cleaning us of all suspicions of dangerous sickness. Thank God!"