The news from Macedonia is equally remarkable. If the Serbians
were fighting in an historic country like Palestine, instead of in an unknown wilderness of hills which the map-makers have neglected, we should all realize that their successful thrust against the Bulgarian centre last week was a most astonishing and heroic achievement. The Bulgarians thought their hill-positions between Monastir and Lake Doiran impregnable, and most military critics agreed with them. But the Serbian forlorn hope, gallantly supported by the French, stormed these frowning hills, higher than Ben Nevis, and then pushed on, day after day, driving the Bulgarians and Germans before them from one ridge or peak to another till on Saturday last they reached the plain where the Cerna, flowing east, joins the Vardar. The Serbians and French had thus advanced forty-one miles in a week over the worst possible country, despite all that a strong and desperate enemy could do to stop them. They had reached the strategic position of Kavadar, which General Sarrail with his little French army tried to hold in the autumn of 1915. Then they out the railway lines supplying the Bulgarian right and left wings near Monastir and at Doiran.
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