The podwody received an order to go to Radzymin, a distance of twenty
odd kilometres. The [11] women, who could not climb onto the carts because
of the lack of space, were ordered to run behind the carts. The men remained
standing. After an hour’s wait, Stein ordered them to run after the carts and
catch up with them before Radzymin.
The expulsion began; the bodies of the holy martyrs along with all the
Jewish possessions remained in the town.
Coming out of the town, Poles with red bands on their arms and spades
in their hands were seen standing.
The order came: Run! We started to run; we immediately heard shooting
on both sides of the running files. They shot all those who had fallen
behind and could not run as fast as the gendarmes on [their] horses
and bicycles.
Fathers saw their sons being shot, [11a] children saw their fathers, brothers,
and other relatives being shot. One was forbidden to look back or tarry for
a moment, because a bullet came right away. It could be noticed that the Poles
with the red bands on their arms immediately ran up to the fallen Jews, dug
pits, and tossed the Jews inside. Running 10 kms like this, victims constantly
fell and the goyim with the red armbands constantly buried them. We did
not catch up with the podwody. 10 kilometres beyond Tłuszcz, we noticed
2 gendarmes with machine guns standing in a field. Their horses stood beside
them. As we approached the place where they stood, we heard them shout,
“So the Jews are walking? Run! Run!” We started running with all our might.
At that very moment, heavy shooting was heard from the machine guns and
[12] countless people began to fall in our group. Terrible cry of Shema Yisroel
started, one fell on top of another, groans and death rattles of the fallen ones
and the shouts of Shema Yisroel of those still alive were heard; piles of fallen
people heaped up. When we got out of the line of fire, there were about twenty
of us in total, out of a group of 150 men. The red armbands had work to do.
Not from strength, but solely from fear of such a wretched death, we ran on,
until we caught up with the wagons behind Radzymin. Having come up to
the wagons, I thought to myself, “Only a day ago, you were rich; you had husbands, children, fathers. Now you have become widows, orphans, lonely and
poor people.”
From Radzymin, we approached a suburb of Warsaw. The Jewish trams
with the Star of David [12a] already waited for us there; we were taken away
