In the presence of eyes which witnessed the slaughter, which saw the oppression the heart could not bear, and as witness the heart that once taught compassion until the days came to pass that crushed humand feeling. I have taken an oath: To remember it all, to remember, not once to forget! Forget not one thing to the last generation when the degradation shall cease, to the last, to its ending, when the rod of instruction shall have come to conclusion. An oath: Not in vain passed over The night of the terror. An oath: No morning shall see me

At flesh-pots again. An oath: Lest from this we learned nothing.