All men of military age were torn away from their wives and
children and led away in groups for deportation to the interior.
THE BLIGHT OF ASIA
An Account of the Systematic Extermination of Christian
Populations by Mohammedans and of the Culpability
of Certain Great Powers; with the True Story
of the Burning of Smyrna
By
GEORGE HORTON For Thirty Years Consul and Consul-General of the
United States in the Near East
With a Foreword by
JAMES W. GERARD Former Ambassador to Germany
INDIANAPOLIS
THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY
PUBLISHERS
Copyright, 1926
By the Bobbs-Merrill Company
Printed in the United States of America
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BY BRAUNWORTH & CO., INC.
BROOKLYN, NEW YORK
“What thou seest, write in a book, and send it
unto the seven churches which are in Asia; unto
Ephesus, and unto Smyrna, and unto Pergamos,
and unto Thyatira, and unto Sardis, and unto Philadelphia,
and unto Laodicea.”
Revelation, I:11.
THE MARTYRED CITY
Glory and Queen of the Inland Sea
Was Smyrna, the beautiful city,
And fairest pearl of the Orient she—
O Smyrna, the beautiful city!
Heiress of countless storied ages,
Mother of poets, saints and sages
Was Smyrna, the beautiful city!
One of the ancient, glorious Seven
Was Smyrna, the sacred city,
Whose candles all were alight in Heaven—
O Smyrna, the sacred city!
One of the Seven hopes and desires,
One of the Seven Holy Fires
Was Smyrna, the Sacred City.
And six flared out in the long ago—
O Smyrna, the Christian city!
But hers shone on with a constant glow—
O Smyrna, the Christian city!
The others died down and passed away,
But hers gleamed on until yesterday—
O Smyrna, the Christian city!
Silent and dead are the churchbell ringers
Of Smyrna, the Christian city,
The music silent and dead the singers
Of Smyrna, the happy city;
And her maidens, pearls of the Inland seas
Are gone from the marble palaces
Of Smyrna, enchanting city!
She is dead and rots by the Orient’s gate,
Does Smyrna, the murdered city,
Her artisans gone, her streets desolate—
O Smyrna, the murdered city!
Her children made orphans, widows her wives
While under her stones the foul rat thrives—
O Smyrna, the murdered city!
They crowned with a halo her bishop there,
In Smyrna, the martyred city,
Though dabbled with blood was his long white hair—
Here at last is the truth about the destruction
of Smyrna and the massacre of a large part of its
inhabitants by one who was present.
The writer of the following pages is a man, happily,
who is not restrained from telling what he
knows by political reasons or by any consideration
of fear or self-interest. He gives the whole story of
the savage extermination of Christian civilization
throughout the length and breadth of the old Byzantine
Empire in a clear and convincing manner.
That it should have been possible twenty centuries
after the birth of Christ for a small and backward
nation, like the Turks, to have committed such
crimes against civilization and the progress of the
world is a matter which should cause all conscientious
people to pause and think; yet the writer
shows conclusively that these crimes have been committed
without opposition on the part of any Christian
nation and that the last frightful scene at
Smyrna was enacted within a few yards of a powerful
Allied and American battle fleet.
We turned a deaf ear to the dying Christians
when they called to us for aid, fully aware that
America was their only hope, and now it would appear
that there is a growing tendency in this country
to whitewash the Turks and condone their
crimes in order to obtain material advantages from
them.
The author takes the position that this can not
be done, as the Turks have put so great an affront
upon humanity that it can not easily be overlooked,
and the truth is sure to come out. He claims that
high ideals are more than oil or railroads, and that
the Turks should not be accepted into the society of
decent nations until they show sincere repentance
for their crimes.
Fraternizing with them on any other terms creates
a suspicion of sordidness or even complicity.
From the outspoken nature of this book it will be
evident to the reader that the writing of it has required
considerable courage and that it has been inspired
by no other possible motive than a desire to
make the truth known about matters which it is important
for the world to know.
(Signed) James W. Gerard.
INTRODUCTION
The editor of a great Paris journal once remarked
that he attributed the extraordinary success
of his publication to the fact that he had discovered
that each man had at least one story to tell.
I have been for many years in the Near East—about
thirty in all—and have watched the gradual
and systematic extermination of Christians and
Christianity in that region, and I believe it my duty
to tell that grim tale, and to turn the light upon the
political rivalries of the Western World, that have
made such a fearful tragedy possible.
Though I have served for the major part of that
time as an American consular officer, I am no longer
acting in that capacity, and have no further connection
with the United States Government. None
of the statements which I make, therefore, has any
official weight, nor have I in any way drawn upon
State Department records or sources of information.
I write strictly in my capacity as a private
citizen, drawing my facts from my own observations,
and from the testimony of others whom I
quote.
I was in Athens in July, 1908, when, at the instigation
of the Young Turks’ “Committee of Union
and Progress” the Saloniki army revolted and demanded
the immediate putting into effect of the
Constitution of 1876, which had become a dead letter,
and I noted the reaction produced upon Greece
by that apparently progressive move.
I was in Saloniki shortly after and witnessed the
sad awakening of the non-Mussulman elements of
that part of the Balkans to the fact that the much
vaunted “Constitution” meant no liberty for them,
but rather suppression, suffering and ultimate extinction.
I was in Smyrna in May of 1917, when Turkey
severed relations with the United States, and I
received the oral and written statements of native-born
American eye-witnesses of the vast and
incredibly horrible Armenian massacres of 1915-16—some
of which will be here given for the first time;
I personally observed and otherwise confirmed the
outrageous treatment of the Christian population of
the Smyrna vilayet, both during the Great War, and
before its outbreak. I returned to Smyrna later
and was there up until the evening of September
13, 1922, on which date the city was set on fire by
the army of Mustapha Khemal, and a large part of
its population done to death, and I witnessed the
development of that Dantesque tragedy, which possesses
few, if any parallels in the history of the
world.
One object of writing this book is to make the
truth known concerning very significant events and
to throw the light on an important period during
which colossal crimes have been committed against
the human race, with Christianity losing ground in
Europe and America as well as in Africa and the
Near East.
Another object is to give the church people of
the United States the opportunity of deciding
whether they wish to continue pouring millions of
dollars, collected by contributions small and great,
into Turkey for the purpose of supporting schools
which no longer permit the Bible to be read or
Christ to be taught; whether, in fact, they are not
doing more harm than good to the Christian cause
and name by sustaining institutions which have accepted
such a compromise?
Another object is to show that the destruction of
Smyrna was but the closing act in a consistent program
of exterminating Christianity throughout the
length and breadth of the old Byzantine Empire;
the extirpation of an ancient Christian civilization,
which in recent years had begun to take on wonderful
growth and rejuvenation spiritually, largely as
a result of the labors of American missionary teachers.
Their admirable institutions, scattered all
over Turkey, which have cost the people of the
United States between fifty million and eighty
million dollars, have been, with some exceptions,
closed or irreparably damaged, and their thousands
of Christian teachers and pupils butchered or dispersed.
This process of extermination was carried
on over a considerable period of time, with fixed
purpose, with system, and with painstaking minute
details; and it was accomplished with unspeakable
cruelties, causing the destruction of a greater number
of human beings than have suffered in any similar
persecution since the coming of Christ.
I have been cognizant of what was going on for
a number of years and when I came back to America
after the Smyrna tragedy and saw the prosperous
people crowded in their snug warm churches, I could
hardly restrain myself from rising to my feet and
shouting: “For every convert that you make here, a
Christian throat is being cut over there; while your
creed is losing ground in Europe and America, Mohammed
is forging ahead in Africa and the Near
East with torch and scimitar.”
Another reason is to call attention to the general
hardening of human hearts that seems to have developed
since the days of Gladstone—a less exalted
and more shifty attitude of mind. This is partly
due to the fact that men’s sensibilities have been
blunted by the Great War, and is also in large measure
a result of that materialism which is engulfing
our entire civilization.
Mohammedanism has been propagated by the
sword and by violence ever since it first appeared as
the great enemy of Christianity, as I shall show in a
later chapter of this book.
It has been left to the Turk, however, in more recent
years, to carry on the ferocious traditions of his
creed, and to distinguish himself by excesses which
have never been equaled by any of the tribes enrolled
under the banner of the Prophet, either in ancient or
modern times.
The following is a partial list of Turkish massacres
from 1822 up till 1904:
1822 Chios, Greeks
50,000
1823 Missolonghi, Greeks
8,750
1826 Constantinople, Jannisaries
25,000
1850 Mosul, Assyrians
10,000
1860 Lebanon, Maronites
12,000
1876 Bulgaria, Bulgarians
14,700
1877 Bayazid, Armenians
1,400
1879 Alashguerd, Armenians
1,250
1881 Alexandria, Christians
2,000
1892 Mosul, Yezidies
3,500
1894 Sassun, Armenians
12,000
1895-96 Armenia, Armenians
150,000
1896 Constantinople, Armenians
9,570
1896 Van, Armenians
8,000
1903-04 Macedonia, Macedonians
14,667
1904 Sassun, Armenians
5,640
Total
328,477
To this must be added the massacre in the province
of Adana in 1909, of thirty thousand Armenians.
So imminent and ever-present was the peril, and
so fresh the memory of these dire events in the
minds of the non-Mussulman subjects of the sultan,
that illiterate Christian mothers had fallen into the
habit of dating events as so many years before or
after “such and such a massacre.”
CHAPTER II GLADSTONE AND THE BULGARIAN ATROCITIES
In the list of massacres antedating the colossal
crimes which have come under my own personal observation,
is cited the killing of 14,700 Bulgarians in
1876. This butchery of a comparatively few—from a
Turkish view-point—Bulgarians, some fifty years
ago, provoked a splendid cry of indignation from
Gladstone. As this narrative develops and reaches
the dark days of 1915 to 1922, during which period
whole nations were wiped out by the ax, the club and
the knife, and the Turk at last found the opportunity
to give full vent to his evil passions, it will appear
that no similarly effective protest has issued from
the lips of any European or American statesman.
The curious feature is that, owing to the propaganda
carried on by the hunters of certain concessions,
an anti-Christian and pro-Turk school has
sprung up in the United States.
In A Short History of the Near East, Professor
William Stearns Davis, of the University of Minnesota,
referring to the Bulgarian atrocities of 1876,
says:
“What followed seems a massacre on a small
scale compared with the slaughter of Armenians in
1915-16, but it was enough to paralyze the power of
Disraeli to protect the Turks. In all, about twelve
thousand Christians seem to have been massacred.
At the thriving town of Batal five thousand out of
seven thousand inhabitants seem to have perished.
Of course neither age or sex was spared and lust
and perfidy were added to other acts of devilishness.
It is a pitiful commentary on a phase of British
politics that Disraeli and his fellow Tories tried
their best to minimize the reports of these atrocities.
They were not given to the world by official
consular reports, but by private English journalists.”
The above is interesting, as it illustrates a quite
common method of government procedure in such
cases. The Tory does not seem to be a unique product
of British politics.
While I was in Europe recently, I talked with a
gentleman who was in the diplomatic service of one
of the Great Powers and was with me in Smyrna at
the time that city was burned by the Turkish army.
This gentleman was in complete accord with me in
all details as to that affair, and asserted that his
Foreign Office had warned him to keep silent as to
the real facts at Smyrna, but that he had written a
full memorandum on the subject, which he hopes to
publish.
It is significant that the Turks in 1876 were championed
by Jews, while to-day such Jews as Henry
Morgenthau, Max Nordau and Rabbi Wise are prominent
among that group of men who are raising
their voices in behalf of oppressed Christians. It is
due to their influence, and to the voices of such senators
as King of Utah and Swanson of Virginia, that
confirmation of the Lausanne Treaty has been deferred
until the blood on the bayonets and axes of
the Turks should get a little drier.
Speaking of Disraeli, Gladstone wrote to the
Duke of Argyle: “He is not such a Turk as I
thought. What he hates is Christian liberty and reconstruction.”
The Bulgarian massacres were made known by
an American consular official, and denounced by
Gladstone in a famous pamphlet. They led to the
declaration of war by Russia, the treaty of San
Stefano and the beginning of the freedom of Bulgaria.
In a speech at Blackheath in 1876, Gladstone
said:
“You shall retain your titular sovereignty, your
empire shall not be invaded, but never again, as the
years roll in their course, so far as it is in our power
to determine, never again shall the hand of violence
be raised by you, never again shall the flood gates
of lust be opened to you.”
In his famous pamphlet, Bulgarian Horrors and
the Question of the East, we have the following, a
thousand times truer to-day than when it was
written:
“Let the Turks now carry away their abuses, in
the only possible manner, namely, by carrying off
themselves. Their Zaptiehs and their Mudirs, their
Bimbashis and Yuzbashis, their Kaimakams and
their Pashas, one and all, bag and baggage, shall, I
hope, clear out from the province that they have
desolated and profaned. This thorough riddance,
this most blessed deliverance, is the only reparation
we can make to those heaps and heaps of dead, the
violated purity alike of matron and of maiden and
of child; to the civilization which has been affronted
and shamed; to the laws of God, or, if you like, of
Allah; to the moral sense of mankind at large.
There is not a criminal in an European jail, there
is not a criminal in the South Sea Islands, whose indignation
would not rise and over-boil at the recital
of that which has been done, which has too late been
examined, but which remains unavenged, which has
left behind all the foul and all the fierce passions
which produced it and which may again spring up in
another murderous harvest from the soil soaked and
reeking with blood and in the air tainted with every
imaginable deed of crime and shame. That such
things should be done once is a damning disgrace
to the portion of our race which did them; that
the door should be left open to the ever so barely
possible repetition would spread that shame over
the world.
“We may ransack the annals of the world but I
know not what research can furnish us with so portentous
an example of the fiendish misuse of the
powers established by God for the punishment of
evil doers and the encouragement of them that do
well. No government ever has so sinned, none has
proved itself so incorrigible in sin, or which is the
same, so impotent in reformation.”
RAHMI BEY
Turkish war governor of Smyrna.
The time will never come when the words of Gladstone,
one of the wisest of English statesmen, will be
considered unworthy of serious attention. The following
characterization of the Turk by him has been
more aptly verified by the events that have happened
since his death than by those that occurred
before:
“Let me endeavor, very briefly to sketch, in the
rudest outline what the Turkish race was and what
it is. It is not a question of Mohammedanism simply,
but of Mohammedanism compounded with the
peculiar character of a race. They are not the mild
Mohammedans of India nor the chivalrous Saladins
of Syria, nor the cultured Moors of Spain. They
were, upon the whole, from the black day when they
first entered Europe, the one great anti-human
specimen of humanity. Wherever they went a broad
line of blood marked the track behind them, and,
as far as their dominion reached, civilization disappeared
from view. They represented everywhere
government by force as opposed to government by
law.—Yet a government by force can not be maintained
without the aid of an intellectual element.—Hence
there grew up, what has been rare in the history
of the world, a kind of tolerance in the midst
of cruelty, tyranny and rapine. Much of Christian
life was contemptuously left alone and a race of
Greeks was attracted to Constantinople which has
all along made up, in some degree, the deficiencies
of Turkish Islam in the element of mind.”
To these words of Gladstone may appropriately
be added the characterization of the Turk by the
famous Cardinal Newman:
“The barbarian power, which has been for centuries
seated in the very heart of the Old World,
which has in its brute clutch the most famous countries
of classical and religious antiquity and many
of the most fruitful and beautiful regions of the
earth; and, which, having no history itself, is heir
to the historical names of Constantinople and
Nicaea, Nicomedia and Cæsarea, Jerusalem and Damascus,
Nineva and Babylon, Mecca and Bagdad,
Antioch and Alexandria, ignorantly holding in its
possession one half of the history of the whole
world.”
In another passage Newman describes the Turk
as the “great anti-Christ among the races of men.”
CHAPTER III FIRST STEP IN YOUNG TURKS’ PROGRAM (1908-1911)
To comprehend this narrative thoroughly, one
must remember that the East is unchangeable. The
Turks of to-day are precisely the same as those who
followed Mohammed the Conqueror through the
gates of Constantinople on May 29, 1453, and they
have amply demonstrated that they do not differ
from those whom Gladstone denounced for the Bulgarian
atrocities of 1876. Those who are building
hopes on any other conception will be deceived; they
will be painfully deceived if they make treaties or invest
large sums of money on Western ideas of the
Oriental character.
I am neither “pro-Greek,” “pro-Turk,” nor anything
except pro-American and pro-Christ. Having
passed the most of my life in regions where race
feeling runs high, it has been my one aim to help the
oppressed, irrespective of race, as will be shown by
documents submitted later, and I have won the expressed
gratitude of numerous Turks for the aid and
relief I have afforded them on various occasions.
I am aware of the many noble qualities of the
Turkish peasant, but I do not agree with many precepts
of his religion, and I do not admire him when
he is cutting throats or violating Christian women.
The massacres already enumerated are a sufficient
blot upon the Turkish name. They were made possible
by the teachings of the Koran, the example of
Mohammed, lust and the desire for plunder. They
sink into insignificance when compared with the vast
slaughter of more recent years, conducted under the
auspices of Abdul Hamid, Talaat and Company, and
Mustapha Khemal.
It should be borne in mind, however, that it was
not until after the declaration of the constitution
that the idea “Turkey for the Turks” took definite
shape and developed into the scheme of accomplishing
its purpose by the final extinction of all the
Christian populations of that blood-soaked land—a
plan consistent with, and a continuation of, the general
history of Mohammedan expansion in the ancient
home lands of Christianity.
At the time of the declaration of the constitution
in 1908, I was in Athens. My first intimation of the
event was a procession of Greeks carrying Hellenic
and Ottoman flags, marching through the streets on
their way to the Turkish legation, where they made a
friendly and enthusiastic demonstration.
The idea in Greece and the Balkans generally was
that the constitution meant equal rights for all in
Turkey, irrespective of religion—the dawn of a new
era. Had this conception proved true, Turkey
would to-day be one of the great, progressive, prosperous
countries of the world. The weakness of the
conception was that in an equal and friendly rivalry,
the Christians would speedily have outstripped the
Ottomans, who would soon have found themselves
in a subordinate position commercially, industrially
and economically. It was this knowledge which
caused the Turks to resolve upon the extermination
of the Christians. It was a reversal of the process
of nature; the drones were about to kill off the
working bees.
During these days a member of the Turkish Cabinet
made a speech at Saloniki, advocating the closing
of all the foreign missionary schools, as well as
native Christian, arguing: “If we close the Christian
institutions, Turkish institutions will of necessity
spring up to take their place. A country must
have schools.”
Immediately after the fall of Abdul Hamid, I was
transferred to Saloniki. There was great rejoicing
over the fall of the “Bloody Tyrant,” and the certainty
prevailed that the subjects of Turkey had at
last united to form a kingdom where all should have
full liberty to worship God and pursue their peaceful
occupations in security. The fall of Abdul Hamid
had been made possible by the cooperation and
aid of the Christians.
But the latter—Greeks, Bulgars, Serbs—were
soon cruelly disillusioned. A general persecution
was started, the details of which were reported to
their various governments by all the consuls of the
city. This persecution first displayed itself in the
form of sporadic murders of alarming frequency all
over Macedonia, the victims being, in the beginning,
notables of the various Christian communities. A
favorite place for shooting these people was at
their door-steps at the moment of their return home.
It became evident that the Turkish Government, in
order to gain control of the territory, was bent upon
the extermination of the non-Mussulman leaders.
Many of those murdered had been prominent in the
anti-Abdul movement.
From the extermination of notables, the program
extended to people of less importance, who began to
disappear. Bevies of despairing peasant women who
had come to visit the vali (Turkish governor) and
demand news of their husbands, sons or brothers,
appeared on the streets of Saloniki. The answers
were usually sardonic: “He has probably run away
and left you,” or “He has probably gone to America,”
were favorite replies. The truth, however,
could not long be hidden, as shepherds and others
were soon reporting corpses found in ravines and
gullies in the mountains and woods. The reign of
terror, the Turks’ immemorial method of rule, was
on in earnest, and the next step taken to generalize it
was the so-called “disarming.” This meant, as always,
the disarming of the Christian element, and
the furnishing of weapons to the Turks.
An order was issued that all persons must give
up their guns and other weapons, and squads of soldiers
were sent out through villages to put this edict
into effect. That the object was not so much to collect
hidden arms as to terrorize the inhabitants was
soon made evident from the tortures inflicted during
the search. Bastinadoing was a favorite measure.
The feet of the peasants, accustomed to going barefoot,
were very tough; they were therefore tied
down and their toes beaten to a pulp with clubs.
Another form of torment frequently resorted to
by the “Government of Union and Progress,” was
tying a rope around the victim’s waist and slipping
a musket between the body and the cord and twisting
until internal injury resulted. Priests were frequent
victims of this campaign of terror and hate,
the idea being to render them ridiculous as well as to
inflict hideous suffering. The poor creatures were
made to stand upon one foot while a soldier menaced
them with a bayonet. If the priest, finally exhausted,
dropped the upraised foot to the ground,
he was stabbed with the bayonet.
The prisons were bursting with unfortunate people
existing in starvation and filth. An American
tobacco merchant related to me that a prominent
Greek merchant disappeared from the streets and
for several days screams were heard issuing from
the second story of a certain building. This Greek
was not killed, but was finally released. He showed
the American round pits all over his body. He
had been tied naked to a table and hot oil dropped
on him. When he had asked, in his agony, “What
have I done?” his persecutors replied, “We are doing
this to show you that Turkey has been freed for
the Turks.” He was doubtless let go to spread the
glad news.
A well-known British correspondent, a pro-Bulgar,
stated that he had sent reports of these persecutions
to the British press, but could not get them
published. He had the obsession that the reason was
because the whole British press was owned by Jews,
but it is not easy to follow him in this deduction. The
true reason is to be found in some government policy
of the moment.
It was this indiscriminate persecution of Greeks,
Bulgars and Serbs which drove them into the same
camp and enabled them to chase the Turk out of
Macedonia, even though they did fall at one another’s
throats as soon as they got rid of the common
enemy. Any one inclined to doubt the veracity
of the above description must understand, if he
knows anything of Balkan matters, that it needed a
pretty serious state of affairs to cause Greek and
Bulgar to fight on the same side.
The persecution to which all the races in the Empire
were subjected, with the exception of the Turks,
is well-depicted in the following article in the Nea
Aletheia, a conservative journal published in the
Greek language, in Saloniki, which used all its influence
in favor of harmony and moderation. The
following is from the issue of July 10, 1910, or about
two years after the declaration of the famous “Constitution”:
“Before two years are finished a secret committee
is unearthed in Constantinople, with branches all
over in important commercial towns, whose intentions
are declared to be subversive of the present
state of affairs. In this committee are found many
prominent men and members of Congress. All discontent
seen in the kingdom has its beginning in this
perverted policy. Our rulers, according to their
newly adopted system of centralization upon the basis
of the domination of the ruling race have given
gall and wormwood to all the other races. They have
displeased the Arabs by wishing them to abandon
their language. They have alienated the Albanians
by attempting to apply force, though conciliatory
measures would have been better. They have dissatisfied
the Armenians by neglecting their lawful
petitions. They have offended the Bulgarians by
forcing them to live with foreigners brought purposely
from other places. They have dissatisfied the
Serbians by using against them measures the harshness
of which is contrary to human laws.
“But for us Greeks words are useless. We have
every day before us such a vivid picture of persecution
and extermination that however much we might
say would not be sufficient to express the magnitude
of the misfortunes which since two years have come
upon our heads. It is acknowledged that the Greek
race ranks second as a pillar of the Constitution and
that it is the most valuable of those contributing to
the prosperity of the Ottoman fatherland.
“We have the right to ask, what have we, Ottoman
Greeks, done that we should be so persecuted?
The law-abiding character of the Ottoman Greeks is
indisputable. To us were given promises that our
rights would remain untouched. Despite this, laws
are voted through which churches, schools, and cemeteries
belonging to us are taken and given to others.
Clergymen and teachers are imprisoned, citizens are
beaten, from everywhere lamentation and weeping
are heard.
“With what joy we Ottoman Greeks hailed the
rise of the 10th of July! With what eagerness we
took part in the expedition of April, 1909! With
what hopes we look forward even to-day to the future
of this country! It is ours, and no power is able
to separate us from it.
“The Greeks are a power in Turkey; a moral and
material power. This power it is impossible for our
compatriot Turks to ignore. When will that day
come when full agreement will exist between the two
races? Then only hand in hand will both march forward,
and Turkey will reach the height which is her
due.”
The following is from my Saloniki diary, dated
December 11, 1910:
“Wholesale arrests, in some of the towns all the
prominent citizens being thrown into jail together.
“Series of assassinations of chiefs of communities,
in broad day, in the streets. Fifty prominent
Bulgarians thus shot down, and many Greeks.
“The following figures were obtained from a report
of the Turkish Parliament and locally confirmed:
“In the Sandjack of Uskub, 1,104 persons bastinadoed;
Villayet of Monastir, 285 persons bastinadoed;
Saloniki, 464 persons bastinadoed; (of these
11 died and 62 were permanently injured.) Casas
of Yenidje-Vardar, Gevgeli, Vodena, 911 persons
were bastinadoed.
“All the prisons are crowded with Christians;
many have fled into Bulgaria and thousands of
men, women and children are hiding in the mountains.”
This was the state of affairs two years after the
declaration of the Constitution, and it was this common
suffering which Greeks, Bulgars and Serbians
endured, which drove them together and forced
them to declare the First Balkan War, in October of
1912, in which the Turk was practically driven out
of Europe until Christian statesmen of the Great
Powers brought him back again. Turkish power
has always been built upon Christian dissension and
aid.
In the (at that time) pro-Turk Progres de Salonique,
a journal published in the French language
at Saloniki, appeared an article which expresses a
state of feeling among Oriental peoples which has
taken great distension since the date of the article
(July 22, 1910). What was then a fire bids fair
now to grow into a general conflagration, due to the
building up, by Christian powers, of the sinister
puissance of Mustapha Khemal:
“In the space of three years,” says the article,
“the Orient, twice and from its two extremities, has
marvelously astonished the civilized world: first, by
the great victory won by the Japanese over the
strongest of Occidental peoples, and next by the wonderful
revolution in Turkey! In fact, it is a marvel
which is being accomplished to-day! There is no
comparison between the Orient of to-day and that of
ten years ago. What is more curious is that this
Oriental movement has taken the form of two separate
currents, which, starting from the two extremities
of the Orient, are going to meet and their points
of junction will be, in all probability, India.
“At the head of these movements will be found
the peoples belonging to the same race—the Mongolian.
Each one possesses the unquestionable title to
the moral and intellectual supremacy of the great
countries over which their influence extends.
“The Japanese are incontestably at the head of
the peoples professing Buddhism, the doctrines of
Confucius, etc.; the Turks, defenders of Islam for
centuries, are the incontestable leaders of the people
professing Islamism. Therefore, the two movements,
starting from the two extremities of Asia,
from the Bosphoros and Tokio, go spreading, each
one in an appropriate field prepared in advance by
history itself to accept it, then, since they are essentially
the same, they will unite at their point of
junction, to form a common and formidable Asiatic
current. With this in view, the Occident is feeling
uneasy and agitated.”
Immediately after the reestablishment of the
Constitution, then, the first step of the dominant
race was to solidify its supremacy by measures of
suppression, oppression, and murder. The Turks
also deliberately undertook to force all the non-Turkish
races to become in language, laws, habits
and almost all other particulars, “Ottomans.”[2]
It is exactly this policy, in operation, which is
referred to in the clipping from the Nea Aletheia,
quoted above. A more foolish project was never
conceived by the mind of man—that of forcing
whole nations to change their languages and habits
overnight. The impossibility of this scheme becomes
all the more evident when the reader reflects
that an inferior civilization was attempting to impose
itself upon a superior one. The Turk never
had any intention of giving equal liberty to all the
peoples who were so unfortunate as to be in his
power. Failing to “Turkify” them, as it has been
called, his only next alternative was to massacre
and drive them out, a policy not long in developing.
CHAPTER IV THE LAST GREAT SELAMLIK (1911)
A picturesque incident in the process of “Turkifying”
took place in Macedonia in May and June
of 1911. Mahomet V arrived in Saloniki on May
thirty-first of that year on a battle-ship escorted by
the greater part of the Turkish fleet. It had been
known for some days that he was coming, as his
advance guard, in the shape of tall flabby eunuchs,
cooks, etc., began to appear and lounge about in
front of the principal hotels. The town was liberally
beflagged, and the different communities made
demonstrations in his honor, the Bulgarians showing
especial enthusiasm. He visited Uskub and
Monastir and, from the former place, proceeded to
the Plain of Kossovo, where the decisive battle was
fought which brought the Turks and the Turkish
blight into Europe. There on June 15, 1389, the
Sultan Amurath defeated the heroic Lazarus, King
of the Serbians. This Turkish victory, whose evil
consequences have lasted down into our own times,
was made possible by treachery of Christian allies,
the real cause of all Turkish triumphs.
Amurath himself was slain, and it was in the
plain where are found his simple monument and a
mosque in commemoration of his name, that Mahomet V,
the witless dotard and befuddled puppet
of the Young Turk Committee, called together all
the various picturesque tribes of Turkey in Europe
for a grand selamlik, or service of prayer.
Besides civilians, some of whom are said to have
walked for days to be present, there were thousands
of troops, and many famous regiments, carrying
ancient battle-torn flags. A huge tent had been
erected for the sultan, and the vast throng seated
itself upon the ground. As the priests recited the
service and the thousands of worshippers bent their
foreheads to the earth and sat up again, the sea of
red fezzes rose and fell rhythmically like a wide
field of poppies swayed by the wind.
There have been in the world’s history few more
picturesque and impressive sights than this last
selamlik on the ill-omened “Plain of Blackbirds.”
I was presented to Mehmet (or Mohammed V)
at Saloniki, and a more flabby, pitiful, witless countenance
it would be difficult to imagine. The bleary
eyes were puffy underneath, the lower lip dropped
in slobbery fashion. His Imperial Majesty was accompanied
by several shrewd-faced prompters, of
the Europeanized type, and he never uttered a word
without turning to one of them with a helpless and
infantile expression for directions as to what to say
or do. When the interview was finished, Mehmet
turned his back and started to walk away. He had
gone but a few steps when one of the prompters
whispered to him, whereupon he faced about ponderously
and slowly twisted his features into a
ghastly and mechanical grin. It was as clear as
any pantomime could be made that he had been
instructed to smile when taking leave, and had forgotten
a part of his lesson.
Mehmet V had been kept in confinement all his
life, practically, by his brother, the great and cruel
Abdul, by whom it was said that he had been encouraged
to absorb daily incredible quantities of
raki. He was a kindly harmless soul, who had been
selected by Enver and the rest because he had become
practically an imbecile.
The great selamlik made a strong appeal to the
Turks, deeply stirring their religious feelings, but
it is needless to say that it did not accomplish much
toward “Turkifying” the Christian element. And
all this time the crafty Abdul, the famous “Sick
Man” of Europe, one of the greatest diplomats and
murderers in the history of the world, was confined
with a small army of wives in the Villa Allatini at
Saloniki.
CHAPTER V PERSECUTION OF CHRISTIANS IN SMYRNA DISTRICT (1911-1914)
In 1911, I was transferred to Smyrna, where I
remained till May of 1917, when the Turks ruptured
relations with the United States. During the period
from 1914 to 1917, I was in charge of the
Entente interests in Asia Minor and was in close
contact with Rahmi Bey, the famous and shrewd
war governor-general.
The Greek subjects in Asia Minor were not disturbed
for the reason, as explained by Rahmi Bey,
that King Constantine was in reality an ally of Turkey
and that he was preventing Greece from going
into the war. The Rayas, or Greek Ottoman subjects,
of the Port were, on the other hand, abominably
treated. These people were the expert artisans,
principal merchants and professional men of
the cities, and the skilled and progressive farmers
of the country. It was they who introduced the
cultivation of the famous Sultanina raisins, improved
the curing and culture of tobacco, and built
modern houses and pretty towns. They were rapidly
developing a civilization that would ultimately
have approached the classic days of Ionia. A general
boycott was declared against them, for one
thing, and posters calling on the Mussulmans to exterminate
them were posted in the schools and
mosques. The Turkish newspapers also published
violent articles exciting their readers to persecution
and massacre. A meeting of the consular
corps was held and the decision was taken to visit
the vali and call the attention of His Excellency to
the danger that these articles and this agitation
might disturb the tranquillity of a peaceful province.
The consuls visited the vali, with the exception
of the German representative, who alleged that he
could not join in such a move without the express
authorization of his government. This action of the
German official on the spot is another confirmation
of the assertion that Germany was to a large extent
co-guilty with her Turkish allies in the matter
of the deportations and massacres of Christians.
In fact, there is little doubt that Germany inspired
the expulsion of the Ottoman Greeks of Asia Minor
at that time, as one of the preliminary moves in the
war, which she was preparing.
The ferocious expulsion and terrorizing by murder
and violence of the Rayas along the Asia Minor
littoral, which has not attracted the attention it
merits, has all the earmarks of a war measure,
prompted by alleged “military necessity,” and
there is no doubt that Turks and Germans were allies
during the war and were in complete cooperation.
A study of this question may be found in Publication
No. 3, of the American Hellenic Society,
1918, in which the statement is made that one million,
five hundred thousand Greeks were driven
from their homes in Thrace and Asia Minor, and
that half these populations had perished from deportations,
outrages and famine.
The violent and inflammatory articles in the
Turkish newspapers, above referred to, appeared
unexpectedly and without any cause. They were so
evidently “inspired” by the authorities, that it
seems a wonder that even ignorant Turks did not
understand this. Cheap lithographs were also
got up, executed in the clumsiest and most primitive
manner—evidently local productions. They
represented Greeks cutting up Turkish babies or
ripping open pregnant Moslem women, and various
purely imaginary scenes, founded on no actual
events or even accusations elsewhere made. These
were hung in the mosques and schools. This campaign
bore immediate fruit and set the Turk to
killing, a not very difficult thing to do.
A series of sporadic murders began at Smyrna
as at Saloniki, the list in each morning’s paper numbering
from twelve to twenty. Peasants going into
their vineyards to work were shot down from behind
trees and rocks by the Turks. One peculiarly
atrocious case comes to mind: Two young men,
who had recently finished their studies in a high-grade
school, went out to a vineyard to pass the
night in the coula (house in the country). During
the night they were called to the door and chopped
down with axes. Finally the Rayas, to the number
of several hundred thousand, were all driven off
from their farms or out of their villages. Some
were deported into the interior, but many managed
to escape by means of caiques to the neighboring
islands, whence they spread over Greece. A few
thousand Turks destroyed the region which the
Greeks were developing and rendering fertile, from
Pergamus clear down the coast to Lidja. I
went over the whole region and took photographs
of the ruined farm-houses and villages. Goats had
been turned into flourishing, carefully tended vineyards
and acres of roots had been dug up for fuel.
Most of the Christian houses in Asia Minor are
built of a wooden framework which serves as an
earthquake proof skeleton for the walls of stone and
mortar. The Turks pulled the houses down by laying
a timber across the inside of the window—or
door-frame—to which a team of buffaloes or oxen
was hitched. A Turk would reside in one of the
houses with his wife, or with his goats and cattle,
and thus tear down a circle of houses about him.
When the radius became too great for convenience,
he moved into the center of another cluster of
houses. The object of destroying the houses was
to get the wooden timbers for firewood.
The Long Line That Leads to Death.
Deportation of Christians from their homes to the arid
wastes to die.
Both at this time and during the progress of the
Great War, the Rayas were drafted into the army
where they were treated as slaves. They were not
given guns but were employed to dig trenches and
do similar work, and as they were furnished neither
food, clothing nor shelter, large numbers of them
perished of hunger and exposure.
The beginning of the work on the “Great Turkish
Library” at Smyrna was peculiarly interesting
as a revelation of the mentality of the race. Christians
were used for the labor, the taskmasters, of
course, being Turks armed with whips. When I
called the attention of Rahmi Bey, the governor-general,
one day to the fact that there were not sufficient
books existing in his native tongue to justify
the construction of so great an edifice, he replied:
“The first thing is to have a building. If we
have a building the books will necessarily appear to
fill it, and even if they don’t, we are going to translate
all the German books into Turkish.”
The structure was never finished, and consequently
the books have not been written.
CHAPTER VI THE MASSACRE OF PHOCEA (1914)
The complete and documentary account of the
ferocious persecutions of the Christian population
of the Smyrna region, which occurred in 1914, is not
difficult to obtain; but it will suffice, by way of
illustration, to give only some extracts from a report
by the French eye-witness, Manciet, concerning
the massacre and pillage of Phocea, a town of
eight thousand Greek inhabitants and about four
hundred Turks, situated on the sea a short distance
from Smyrna. The destruction of Phocea excited
great interest in Marseilles, as colonists of the very
ancient Greek town founded the French city. Phocea
is the mother of Marseilles. Monsieur Manciet
was present at the massacre and pillage of Phocea,
and, together with three other Frenchmen, Messieurs
Sartiaux, Carlier and Dandria, saved hundreds
of lives by courage and presence of mind.
The report begins with the appearance on the
hills behind the town of armed bands and the firing
of shots, causing a panic. These four gentlemen
were living together, but when the panic commenced
they separated and each installed himself in a house.
They demanded of the Kaimakam, gendarmes for
their protection, and each obtained one. They kept
the doors open and gave refuge to all who came.
They improvised four French flags out of cloth and
flew one from each house. But, to continue the
recital in Monsieur Manciet’s own words, translated
from the French:
“During the night the organized bands continued
the pillage of the town. At the break of dawn there
was continual très nourrie firing before the houses.
Going out immediately, we four, we saw the most
atrocious spectacle of which it is possible to dream.
This horde, which had entered the town, was armed
with Gras rifles and cavalry muskets. A house was
in flames. From all directions the Christians were
rushing to the quays seeking boats to get away in,
but since the night there were none left. Cries of
terror mingled with the sound of firing. The panic
was so great that a woman with her child was
drowned in sixty centimetres of water.
“Mr. Carlier saw an atrocious spectacle. A
Christian stood at his door, which the bandits wished
to enter, as his wife and daughter were in the house.
He stretched out his arms to bar the way. This
motion cost him his life for they shot him in the
stomach. As he was staggering toward the sea, they
gave him a second shot in the back, and the corpse
lay there for two days.
“Fortunately there were two steamers in port,
and we managed to embark the unfortunate Christians
in small groups. Despite all our efforts, these
wretched people were in such haste to depart that
they upset the small boats. An odious detail proved
the cynicism of this horde, which, under pretext of
disarming those leaving, shamefully robbed these
poor, terrified people of their last belongings. They
tore away from old women packages and bedding by
force. Anger seized me and I blushed to see these
abominations and I told an officer of the gendarmerie
that if this did not stop, I would take a gun myself
and fire on the robbers. This produced the desired
effect, and these unfortunates were enabled to
embark with what they had saved from the disaster,
which proves that the whole movement could have
been easily controlled.
“But the plundering was stopped only in our immediate
neighborhood. Farther away we saw doors
broken in and horses and asses laden with booty.
This continued all day. Toward evening I mounted
a little hill and saw a hundred camels laden with the
pillage of the city. That night we passed in agony,
but nothing happened.
“The following day the methodical pillage of the
city recommenced. And now the wounded began to
arrive. There being no doctor, I took upon myself
the first aid before embarking them for Mitylene. I
affirm that with two or three exceptions, all these
wounded were more than sixty years of age. There
were among them aged women, more than ninety
years of age, who had received gunshots, and it is
difficult to imagine that they had been wounded
while defending their possessions. It was simply
and purely a question of massacre.”
Greek Communities in Asia Minor that have been entirely
wiped out (1,700,000. Prof. H. B. Dewing of Bowdoin College)
The Christians of this region, principally Greeks,
numbered 250,000 (Dr. Karl Dietrich in “Griechentum Klein Asien”)
They have been exterminated or driven out.
This extract is given from Monsieur Manciet’s
description of the sack of Phocea in 1914, of which
he was an eye-witness, for several reasons. It is
necessary to the complete and substantiated picture
of the gradual ferocious extermination of the Christians
which had been going on in Asia Minor and
the Turkish Empire for the past several years, finally
culminating in the horror of Smyrna; it is a
peculiarly graphic recital, bringing out the unchanging
nature of the Turk and his character as a
creature of savage passions, living still in the times
of Tamerlane or Attila, the Hun;—for the Turk is
an anachronism; still looting, killing and raping and
carrying off his spoil on camels; it is peculiarly significant,
also, as it tells a story strongly resembling
some of the exploits of Mohammed himself; it also
gives a clear idea of what happened over the entire
coast of Asia Minor and far back into the interior in
1914, temporarily destroying a flourishing and rapidly
growing civilization, which was later restored
by the advent of the Greek army, only to go out in
complete darkness under the bloody and lustful
hands of the followers of Mustapha Khemal; it rings
again the constant note, so necessary to be understood
by the European or American, that this was
an “organized movement,” as Monsieur Manciet
says:
“We found an old woman lying in the street, who
had been nearly paralyzed by blows. She had two
great wounds on the head made by the butts of muskets;
her hands were cut, her face swollen.
“A young girl, who had given all the money she
possessed, had been thanked by knife stabs, one in
the arm and the other in the region of the kidneys.
A weak old man had received such a blow with a gun
that the fingers of his left hand had been carried
away.
“From all directions during the day that followed
families arrived that had been hidden in the
mountains. All had been attacked. Among them
was a woman who had seen killed, before her eyes,
her husband, her brother and her three children.
“We learn at this moment an atrocious detail. An
old paralytic who had been lying helpless on his bed
at the moment the pillagers entered, had been murdered.
“Smyrna sent us soldiers to establish order. As
these soldiers circulated in the streets, we had a spectacle
of the kind of order which they established;
they continued, personally, the sacking of the town.
“We made a tour of inspection through the city.
The pillage was complete; doors were broken down
and that which the robbers had not been able to
carry away they had destroyed. Phocea, which had
been a place of great activity, was now a dead city.
“A woman was brought to us dying; she had
been violated by seventeen Turks. They had also
carried off into the mountains a girl of sixteen, having
murdered her father and mother before her eyes.
We had seen, therefore, as in the most barbarous
times, the five characteristics of the sacking of a
city; theft, pillage, fire, murder and rape.
“All the evidence points to this having been an
organized attack with the purpose of driving from
the shores the Rayas, or Christian Ottomans.
“It is inconceivable that all these persons should
have had in their possession so many army weapons
if they had not been given them. As for the Christians
of old Phocea, there was not for one instant an
effort at defense. It was, therefore, a carnage.
“We read in the journals that order had been
established, and that, in the regions of which we
speak, the Christians have nothing further to fear,
neither for themselves, nor for their possessions.
This is not a vain statement. Order reigns, for
nobody is left. The possessions have nothing
further to fear, for they are all in good hands—those
of the robbers.”
CHAPTER VII NEW LIGHT ON THE ARMENIAN MASSACRES (1914-1915)
In 1915, the time of the vast extermination of
Armenians, Consul Jesse B. Jackson was stationed
at Aleppo, and greatly distinguished himself by
the aid which he gave these unfortunate people. As
Consul Jackson was in these horrible scenes, it
would be interesting to read his reports, if they
were obtainable, but unfortunately they are not.
Quotation can fortunately be made from the
account, here published for the first time, of a
native-born American citizen who was at Aleppo
and was an eye-witness of the things which he describes:
“The forerunner of events in which the unfortunate
Armenians were to be massacred and forced to
undergo the most severe hardships occurred at Zeitun,
a town situated about five days’ journey north
of Aleppo, in February, 1915, when, with great
reluctance, the Armenians were made to submit to
disarmament by the Turks. Following the Zeitun
incident, similar action was taken in Aintab, Alexandretta,
Marash, Urfa, etc.
“Shortly after the disarmament of the Armenians
in the above-mentioned places, the deportations
began, which were so destructive to the Armenian
race and were carried out on orders from the
Turkish officials in Constantinople.
“Throughout the terrible days of the deportation,
Consul Jackson was repeatedly called upon to
render assistance and to use every effort to prevent
the deportation of any one in Aleppo. This, during
the time when he represented fifteen different countries
and was protecting their various interests.
(This was during the war, of course, before Turkey
severed relations with the United States.) It can be
readily seen that his position was a very delicate one,
and every move on his part had to be made with
the utmost care in order not to call down upon him
and especially his assistants, the displeasure of the
Turkish authorities.
“While Consul Jackson was endeavoring to the
best of his ability to stop a massacre in Aleppo, news
began to leak in of the terrible atrocities that were
occurring in connection with the deportations from
Sivas, Harput, Trebizonde, Bitlis, Diarbekir, Mardin,
Cæsarea, Konia, Adana, Mersina and other cities
and towns in the district.
“Gradually small numbers sent away from the
above mentioned towns began to arrive in Aleppo,
relating the harrowing details of the deportations,
or the actual killing of relatives and friends, or the
unbelievable brutalities of the gendarmes toward
young girls, and more attractive women, or the carrying
off by Turks and Kurds of beautiful girls and
countless other atrocious crimes committed against
them.
“One of the most terrible sights ever witnessed in
Aleppo was the arrival, early in August, 1915, of
some five thousand terribly emaciated, dirty, ragged
and sick women and children, three thousand on one
day and two thousand the following day. These people
were the only survivors of the thrifty and prosperous
Armenians of the province of Sivas, carefully
estimated to have been originally over three hundred
thousand souls. And what became of the balance?
From the most intelligent of those that reached
Aleppo, it was learned that in early spring of 1915
the men and boys over fourteen years old had been
called to the police stations in that province on different
mornings stretching over a period of several
weeks and had been sent off in groups of from one
thousand to two thousand each, tied together with
ropes and that nothing had ever been heard of them
thereafter. Their fate has been recorded in the annals
of God, so it is needless to dwell thereon here.
These survivors related the most harrowing experiences
that they endured en route, parting from
their homes as they did before Easter, traveling perhaps
a thousand miles and reaching Aleppo in August,
about four months afterward, afoot, without
sufficient food, and even denied drink by the brutal
gendarmes when they came to the wells by the wayside.
Hundreds of the prettiest women and girls had
been stolen by the Turkish tribes who came among
them every day.”
Of the fate of the men and boys over fourteen,
who were carried away and never heard of again,
many corroborating accounts were received at Smyrna.
It is certain that they were killed, the Turks
chopping many of them to death with axes, to save
ammunition.
As we are still dealing with the systematic extermination
of Christians previous to the burning
of Smyrna by the Turks, a few pages will be devoted
to the destruction of the Armenian nation, the
most horrible crime in the history of the human
race in its details of lust and savagery and suffering,
as well as in extent, and which definitely
outlaws its perpetrators from the society of human
beings and from the fellowship of civilized nations,
until such time as full repentance is convincingly
shown and an honest effort made, in so far as possible,
to make reparation.
There have probably been destructive movements
that have cost more lives than that of the extermination
of the Christians by the Turks. Tamerlane,
for instance, swept over vast stretches of
country, killing and burning for the mere love of
destruction. He spared neither Mussulman nor
Christian. But there were features of fiendish
cruelty and long-drawn-out suffering in the Ottoman
persecution of the Christians that did not characterize
the methods of Tamerlane.
Reference will be made to the most notable official
collections of evidence on the subject, and two
important documents, reports of American eye-witnesses,
will be given. These latter have never before
been published. One of the fullest and most reliable
sources of information on the Armenian massacres
is the official publication of the British Parliament,
1915, entitled The Treatment of the Armenians, containing
documents presented to Viscount Grey of
Falloden, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs,
by Viscount Brice. A copy can be found in the
Library of Congress, at Washington. These documents
really constitute a large volume, giving evidence
from all sources as to the Armenian butcheries
and extermination by slow torture. Much of
the testimony here given is so revolting, and so outrages
all human feelings and sensibilities, that one
refrains from quoting from it.
Lord Grey, then British Secretary of State, on
receiving these documents, wrote to Viscount Bryce:
“My Dear Bryce: It is a terrible mass of evidence,
but I feel that it ought to be published and
widely studied by all who have the broad interests of
humanity at heart. It will be valuable, not only for
the immediate information of public opinion as to the
conduct of the Turkish Government toward this defenseless
people, but also as a mine of information
for historians in the future.
(Signed) Grey of Falloden.”
Various opinions of distinguished people are given
as to the credibility of this evidence. Among
others, Gilbert Murray, the famous scholar and poet,
says:
“The evidence of these letters and reports will
bear any scrutiny and overpower any scepticism.”
An expert on the matter of evidence, Moorfield
Storey, formerly President of the American Bar
Association, writes cautiously but conclusively:
“In my opinion, the evidence which you print is
as reliable as that upon which rests our belief in
many of the universally accepted facts of history,
and I think it establishes beyond any reasonable
doubt the deliberate purpose of the Turkish authorities
practically to exterminate the Armenians, and
their responsibility for the hideous atrocities which
have been perpetrated upon that unhappy people.”
Other works to be consulted in this connection,
filled with corroborating and overwhelming testimony
are: Beginning Again at Ararat, by Doctor
Mabel E. Elliott; Shall This Nation Die, by Reverend
Joseph Naayem; and most convincing of all,
the Secret Report on the Massacres of Armenia, by
Doctor Johannes Lepsius, German missionary and
President of the German Orient Mission. Doctor
Lepsius’ explanation of the necessity for the secrecy
of his report, which was made to his “friends
of the mission,” is illuminating:
“Dear Friends of the Mission: The following
report which I am sending to you absolutely confidentially,
has been printed as a manuscript. It
can not, either as a whole or in part, be given to the
public, nor utilized. The censor can not authorize,
during the war, publications concerning events in
Turkey. Our political and military interests oblige
us with imperious demands. Turkey is our ally. In
addition to having defended her own country, she
has rendered service to us ourselves by her valiant
defense of the Dardanelles. Our fraternity of arms
with Turkey imposes, then, obligations, but it does
not hinder us from fulfilling the duties of humanity.
But, if we must be quiet in public, our conscience
does not, however, cease to speak. The most ancient
people of Christianity is in danger of being wiped
out, in so far as it is in the power of the Turks;
six-sevenths of the Armenian people have been despoiled
of their possessions, driven from their firesides,
and, in so far as they have not accepted Islam,
have been killed or deported into the desert. The
same fate has happened to the Nestorians of Syria,
and a part of the Greek Christians have suffered.”
Doctor Lepsius prepares his report in the manner
of a true German scholar. It is detailed, exhaustive
and authoritative.
A prominent foreign official, not a German, has
already been mentioned, who was constrained to
keep silent as to Turkish atrocities. How strong the
Turk is! He can do what he pleases, can break all
the laws of God and man, and everybody, for some
reason or other, must keep quiet about it. A redeeming
feature of German complicity in the Armenian
horrors was the acquittal by a German court
of the Armenian who wreaked justice upon Talaat
Bey. It is said that the testimony of German missionaries
influenced the court to render that judgment.
The heart-rending and harrowing details of the
wholesale murder of the Armenians can be drawn
out indefinitely. Suffice it to say that, in addition
to actual and repeated killings on a grand scale, the
plan of doing to death by the slow torture of deportation
is one of the most devilish that depraved
and fiendish brains have ever conceived.
A fresh contribution to the subject confirmatory
of all that has hitherto been written is the report of
Walter M. Geddes, of the MacAndrews and Forbes
Company, of New York, which was handed to me by
Mr. Geddes a short time before his unfortunate
death in Smyrna. Mr. Geddes being dead, no fear
exists of prejudicing him with the Turks by using
his name. It is perhaps the most remarkable account
of a great historic massacre by slow torture that has
ever been written, and derives its vividness of detail
from the fact that the writer describes the things
that he actually saw.
Ancient Aqueduct Crossing Meles River at Smyrna.
CHAPTER VIII STORY OF WALTER M. GEDDES
“I left here on the sixteenth of September, 1915,
for Aleppo. I first saw the Armenians at Afion
Karahissar where there was a big encampment—probably
of ten thousand people—who had come
down from the Black Sea. They were encamped in
tents made of material of all descriptions, and their
condition was deplorable.
“The next place I saw them was at Konia, also
a large encampment. There I saw the first brutality;
I saw a woman and her baby separated from
her husband; he was put on our train while she was
forcibly held behind and kept from getting on the
train.
“The next place where there was a large encampment
was at Osmanieh where there was said to
be about fifty thousand; their condition was terrible.
They were camped on both sides of the railway
track, extending fully half a mile on each side.
Here they had two wells from whence they could
get water, one of which was very far from the encampment,
the other at the railway station platform.
At daybreak, the Armenians came in
crowds, women and children and old men, to get to
the well to get water. They fought among themselves
for a place at the well, and the gendarmes, to
keep them in order, whipped several people. I saw
women and children repeatedly struck with whips
and sticks in the hands of the gendarmes. Later I
had occasion to pass through the camp on the way
to the town of Osmanieh and had an opportunity to
see the condition of the people. They were living
in tents like those above described and their condition
was miserable. The site of the encampment
had been used several times by different caravans
of Armenians and no attempt at sanitation had been
made by either the Turks or the Armenians themselves,
with the result that the ground was in a deplorable
condition, and the stench in the early morning
was beyond description. At Osmanieh, they
were selling their possessions in order to obtain
money to buy food. One old man begged me to buy
his silver snuff-box for a piaster in order that he
might be able to buy some bread.
“From Osmanieh, I traveled by carriage to Rajo
and passed thousands of Armenians en route to
Aleppo. They were going in ox-carts, on horseback,
donkeys and on foot, the most of them children,
women and old men. I spoke to several of these
people, some of whom had been educated in the
American Mission Schools. They told me that they
had traveled for two months. They were without
money and food and several expressed their wish
that they could die rather than go on and endure
the sufferings that they were undergoing. The people
on the road were carrying with them practically
all their household possessions and those who had
no carts or animals were carrying them on their
backs. It was not unusual to see a woman with a
big pack wrapped up in a mattress and a little
child a few months old on the top of the pack.
They were mostly bareheaded, and their faces were
swollen from the sun and exposure. Many had no
shoes on, and some had their feet wrapped in old
pieces of rags, which they had torn from their
clothing.
“At Intily there was an encampment of about
ten thousand and at Kadma a large encampment of
one hundred and fifty thousand. At this place,
adjacent to their encampment, were Turkish troops
who exacted “backshish” from them before they
would let them go on the road to Aleppo. Many
who had no money had had to stay in this camp
since their arrival there about two months before.
I spoke with several Armenians here and they told
me the same story of brutal treatment and robbery
at the hands of the gendarmes in charge, as I had
heard all along the road. They had to go at least
half a mile for water from this encampment, and the
condition of the camp was filthy.
“From Kadma on to Aleppo I witnessed the
worst sights of the whole trip. Here the people began
to play out in the intense heat and no water, and
I passed several who were prostrate, actually dying
of thirst. One woman whom I assisted was in a
deplorable condition and unconscious from thirst
and exhaustion, and farther on I saw two young
girls who had become so exhausted that they had
fallen on the road and lay with their already swollen
faces exposed to the sun.
“The road for a great distance was being repaired
and covered with cracked stones; on one side
of the road was a footpath, but many of the Armenians
were so dazed from fatigue and exposure that
they did not see this footpath and were walking—many
barefooted—on the cracked stones, their feet,
as a result, bleeding.
“The destination of all these Armenians is Aleppo.
Here they are kept crowded in all available vacant
houses, khans, Armenian churches, courtyards
and open lots. Their condition in Aleppo is beyond
description. I personally visited several of
the places where they were kept and found them
starving and dying by the hundreds every day.
“In one vacant house, which I visited, I saw women
and children and men all in the same room lying
on the floor so close together that it was impossible
to walk between them. Here they had been
for months, those who had survived, and the condition
of the floor was filthy.
“The British Consulate was filled with these exiles,
and from this place the dead were removed almost
every hour. Coffin-makers throughout the
city were working late into the night, making rough
boxes for the dead whose relatives or friends could
afford to give them decent burial.
“Most of the dead were simply thrown into two-wheeled
carts which made daily rounds to all the
places where the Armenians were concentrated.
These carts were open at first but afterward covers
were made for them.
“An Armenian physician whom I know and who
is treating hundreds of these suffering Armenians
who have become ill through exposure on the trip,
hunger and thirst, told me that there are hundreds
dying daily in Aleppo from starvation and the result
of the brutal treatment and exposure that they
have undergone on the journey from their native
places.
“Many of these suffering Armenians refused
alms, saying that the little money so obtained will
only prolong their sufferings and they prefer to die.
From Aleppo, those who are able to pay are sent
by train to Damascus, those who have no money are
sent over the road to the interior toward Deir-El-Zor.
“In Damascus I found conditions practically the
same as in Aleppo; and here hundreds are dying
every day. From Damascus, they are sent still
farther south into the Hauran where their fate is
unknown. Several Turks whom I interviewed told
me that the motive of this exile was to exterminate
the race, and in no instance did I see any Moslem
giving alms to Armenians, it being considered a
criminal offence for any one to aid them.
“I remained in Damascus and Aleppo about a
month, leaving for Smyrna on the twenty-sixth of
October. All along the road I met thousands of
these unfortunate exiles still coming into Aleppo.
The sights I witnessed on this trip were more pitiful
than those I had seen on my trip to Aleppo.
There seems to be no end to the caravan which
moves over the mountain ridge from Bozanti south;
throughout the day from sunrise to sunset, the road
as far as one can see is crowded with these exiles.
Just outside of Tarsus I saw a dead woman lying by
the roadside and farther on passed two more dead
women, one of whom was being carried by two gendarmes
away from the roadside to be buried. Her
legs and arms were so emaciated that the bones
were nearly through her flesh and her face was
swollen and purple from exposure. Farther along,
I saw two gendarmes carrying a dead child between
them away from the road where they had dug a
grave. Many of these soldiers and gendarmes who
follow the caravan have spades and as soon as an
Armenian dies they take the corpse away from the
roadside and bury it. The mornings were cold and
many were dying from exposure. There are very
few young men in these caravans, the majority are
women and children, accompanied by a few old men
over fifty years of age.
“At Bairamoglou, I talked with a woman who
was demented from the sufferings she had undergone.
She told me that her husband and father had
both been killed before her eyes and that she had
been forced for three days to walk without rest.
She had with her two little children and all had
been without bread for a day. I gave her some
money which she told me would be taken, in all
probability, from her before the day was over.
Turks and Kurds meet these caravans as they pass
through the country and sell them food at exorbitant
prices. I saw a small boy about seven years old
riding on a donkey with his baby brother in his arms.
They were all that was left of his family.
“Many of these people go without bread for days,
and they become emaciated beyond description. I
saw several fall from starvation, and only at certain
places along this road is there water. Many die of
thirst. Some of the Armenians who can afford it
hire carriages. These are paid for in advance and
the prices charged are exorbitant.
“At many places like Bozanti, for example, where
there is an encampment of Turkish soldiers, there is
not enough bread for these Armenians and only two
hours from Bozanti I met a woman who was crying
for bread. She told me that she had been in Bozanti
for two days and was unable to obtain anything to
eat, except what travelers like myself had given her.
Many of the beasts of burden belonging to the Armenians
die of starvation. It is not an unusual sight
to see an Armenian removing a pack from the dead
animal and putting it on his own shoulders. Many
Armenians told me that although they were allowed
to rest at night, they get no sleep because of the
pangs of hunger and cold.
“These people walk throughout the whole day at
a shuffling gait and for hours do not speak to one
another. At one place where I stopped along the
road for lunch I was surrounded by a crowd of little
children all crying for bread. Many of these little
tots are obliged to walk barefooted along the road
and many of them carry little packs on their backs.
They are all emaciated, their clothes are in rags and
their hair in a filthy condition. The filth has given
rise to millions of flies and I saw several babies’
faces and eyes covered with these insects, the mothers
being too exhausted to brush them away.
“Diseases broke out in several places along the
road, and in Aleppo several cases of typhus fever
among the Armenians were reported when I left.
Many families have been separated, the men being
sent in one direction and the women and children in
another. I saw one woman, who was with child, lying
in the middle of the road crying, and over her
stood a gendarme threatening her if she did not get
up and walk. Many children are born along the way
and most of these die as their mothers have no
nourishment for them.
“None of these people have any idea where they
are going or why they are being exiled. They go
day after day along the road with the hope that
they may somewhere reach a place where they may
be allowed to rest. I saw several old men carrying
on their backs the tools of their trade, probably with
the hope that they may some day settle down somewhere.
The road over the Taurus Mountains in
places is most difficult and often times crude conveyances
drawn by buffalos, oxen and milch cows are
unable to make the grade and are abandoned and
overturned by the gendarmes into the ravine below.
The animals are turned loose. I saw several carts,
piled high with baggage on the top of which were
many Armenians, break down and throw their occupants
in the road. One of the drivers, who was a
Turk, and who had collected an advance from the
people whom he was driving, considered it a huge
joke when one woman broke her leg from such a fall.
“There seems to be no cessation of the stream
of these Armenians pouring down from the North,
Angora and the region around the Black Sea.
Their condition grows worse every day. The sights
that I saw on my return trip were worse than those
on my trip going, and now that the cold weather and
winter rains are setting in, deaths are more numerous.
Roads in some places are almost impassable.”
CHAPTER IX INFORMATION FROM OTHER SOURCES
I have often been impressed with the hopelessness
of making people who have not been eye-witnesses,
comprehend the dreadful character of the
massacres which were carried on by the Turks
against the Christian population of the Orient. I
have never been able to describe sights that I have
witnessed in such manner as to make my listeners actually
see and understand. It frequently happens
that people, sitting in their comfortable houses, lay
aside an article or book on the subject, with the remark:
“We are fed up on Armenian atrocities.”
Here is another strong point of the Turk’s position:
he has killed so many human beings and over
so long a period of time that people are tired of
hearing about it. He can, therefore, continue without
interference.
In Doctor Elliott’s Beginning Again at Ararat,
she gives the following story of a young girl, heard
in the rescue home in Turkey, of which she was in
charge:
“I was twelve years old, I was with my mother.
They drove us with whips and we had no water. It
was very hot and many of us died because there was
no water. They drove us with whips, I do not know
how many days and nights and weeks, until we came
to the Arabian desert. My sisters and the little baby
died on the way. We went to a town, I do not know
its name. The streets were full of dead, all cut to
pieces. They drove us over them. I kept dreaming
about that. We came to a place on the desert, a
hollow place in the sand, with hills all around it.
There were thousands of us there, many, many
thousands, all women and girl children. They
herded us like sheep into the hollow. Then it was
dark and we heard firing all around. We said,
‘The killing has begun.’ All night we waited for
them, my mother and I, we waited for them to reach
us. But they did not come, and in the morning,
when we looked around, no one was killed. No one
was killed at all. They had not been killing us.
They had been signaling to the wild tribes that we
were there. The Kurds came later in the morning,
in the daylight; the Kurds and many other kinds of
men from the desert; they came over the hills and
rode down and began killing us. All day long they
were killing; you see, there were so many of us.
All they did not think they could sell, they killed.
They kept on killing all night and in the morning—in
the morning they killed my mother.”
This quotation is given because it condenses in a
few vivid and convincing words the clearest description
that has appeared anywhere of the character
of the Turkish “deportations” of the Armenians.
All the official documents and the testimony of a
host of American, German and other eye-witnesses
corroborate the accuracy of this picture.
In the report of the Military Mission to Armenia,
commonly known as the “Harbord Mission,” published
by the American Association for International
Conciliation, in June, 1920, is to be found the following
passage:
“Meanwhile there have been organized official
massacres of the Armenians ordered every few
years since Abdul Hamid ascended the throne. In
1895, one hundred thousand perished. At Van, in
1908, and at Adana and elsewhere in Cilicia in 1909,
over thirty thousand were murdered. The last and
greatest of these tragedies was in 1915. Massacres
and deportations were organized in the spring of
1915, under a definite system, the soldiers going
from town to town. Young men were first summoned
to the government building in each village and then
marched out and killed. The women, the old men
and the children were, after a few days, deported to
what Talaat Pasha called “Agricultural Colonies,”
from the high, breeze-swept plateaus of Armenia to
the malarial flats of the Euphrates and the burning
sands of Syria and Arabia. The dead, from this
wholesale attempt on the race, are variously estimated
at from five hundred thousand to a million,
the usual figure being about eight hundred thousand.
Driven on foot under a hot sun, robbed of
their clothing and such petty articles as they carried,
prodded by bayonets if they lagged, starvation,
typhus, and dysentery left thousands dead by
the trail side, etc., etc.”
I have in my possession another report of a credible
European who witnessed the destruction of the
Armenians at Aleppo and elsewhere, which gives
many details similar to those found in the memorandum
of Mr. Geddes, but I refrain from offering
it here for fear of wearying the readers. In view of
the difficulty of producing the testimony of eye-witnesses,
and as this report has never been published,
it is a valuable historical document. Enough has
been said, however, to convince the reader that the
extermination of the Christians of Turkey was an
organized butchery, carried out on a great scale, and
well under way before the Greeks were sent to
Smyrna. We have seen it in operation in the days
of Abdul Hamid, “the butcher,” we have seen it
more fully developed and better organized under Talaat
and Enver, those statesmen of the “Constitution.”
We shall behold it carried out to its dire
finish by Mustapha Khemal, the “George Washington”
of Turkey.
This part of the story would not be complete if
I passed over in silence the systematic extermination,
and the satiating of all the lowest passions of
man or beast which characterize Turkish massacres
of the Greeks and Armenians of the Pontus. There
have been, from time to time, descriptions of the
massing of bands of these wretched people at different
points on the shores of the Black Sea where
they had arrived after long journeys on foot and indescribable
hardships, and of the relief given them
by American organizations. Often officers of these
organizations, or American missionaries, have
uttered cries of protest, which have caused a momentary
feeling of wonder in the minds of the
American people, or have passed unheeded. Yet
the systematic massacre, deportation, plundering
and violation that went on among the Christians of
the once prosperous region of the Black Sea is one
of the darkest and foulest pages even in Turkish
history.
The flourishing communities of Amasia, Cæsarea,
Trebizonde, Chaldes, Rhodopolis, Colonia, centers
of Greek civilization for many hundreds of
years, have been practically annihilated in a persistent
campaign of massacre, hanging, deportation,
fire and rape. The victims amount to hundreds of
thousands, bringing the sum total of exterminated
Armenians and Greeks in the whole of the old
Roman province of Asia up to the grand total of
one million, five hundred thousand. Thus has been
created that “regenerated” Turkey which has been
compared in some quarters to Switzerland and the
United States.
CHAPTER X THE GREEK LANDING AT SMYRNA (May, 1919)
I returned to Smyrna in 1919, shortly after the
Greek army had landed in the city. As the Turkish
plan of extermination was well under way before the
arrival of the Greek troops, the Christian peasants
had been driven out of the entire region with the
exception of the city itself, and many had perished,
their farms and villages being destroyed. They
had scattered over the Greek islands and the continent,
and at Saloniki, where the Greek government
had constructed barracks to house them, there was a
considerable settlement of them.
Much has been said of atrocities and massacres
committed by the Greek troops at the time of their
landing at Smyrna on May 15, 1919. In fact, the
events that occurred on that and the few succeeding
days have been magnified until they have taken on
larger proportions in the public mind than the deliberate
extermination of whole nations by the
Turks, and no consideration seems to have been
given to the prompt suppression of the disorders by
the Greek authorities and the summary punishment
of the principal offenders, several of them by death.
The facts of the case, as learned from American
missionaries, business men and others of undoubted
veracity, are as follows: The evening before the
disembarkment there was a reunion of the Allied
naval commanders and, according to one of those
present, there was a discussion as to the plan under
which this action ought to be carried out. My informant
stated that the American commander was
in favor of cooperating with the Greeks by policing
the different sections of the city with Allied Marines,
but that the Englishman advocated letting the
Greeks “run the whole show” alone. This information
is given second hand and its accuracy can not
be vouched for, but it seems probable.
At any rate, the advice attributed to the American
was practical, but could not be followed for
evident reasons. We could not disembark because
we were, as usual, “observing”; and there was such
strong jealousy among the Allies regarding Asia
Minor, that they could not go ashore either together
or separately. This was the first indication of the
lack of united support that ultimately caused the
Greek disaster and the destruction of Smyrna.
The whole responsibility was therefore thrown
upon the Greeks, who landed among a population,
so far as the Turks were concerned, more insulted
by their advent than the white citizens of Mobile
would be if it were given over to a mandate of negro
troops. To the Turk, the Hellene is not only a “dog
of an unbeliever,” but he is a former slave.
As the Greeks proceeded in the direction of the
Konak, or Government House, situated in the Turkish
quarter, they were sniped at. I was informed
by numerous eye-witnesses, not natives of Smyrna,
that the sniping grew into a fusillade.
The sanitary expert of the American hospital,
situated in the region of the Konak, related to me
the following incident: Hearing the sniping, he
ran out into the yard of the hospital, fearing that if
shots were discharged from there they might draw
the Greek fire. He saw a Turk with a rifle up in a
tree of the hospital yard. He pointed a revolver at
him and told him to come down. The Turk obeyed.
This informant was a native-born American citizen,
not of Greek or Armenian extraction.
The Greeks took a number of prisoners whom
they marched down the quay in the sight of the Allied
and American battle-ships, making them hold
up their hands. They are said to have stabbed
several of their prisoners with bayonets in sight of
the people in the houses and on the ships. There
was no massacre, in the sense of a general killing of
prisoners, but some few they did thus kill; this act
appears murderous, contemptible and idiotic, and
the Greeks may be left to explain it as best they
may.
There was an uprising in the town, something in
the nature of a riot, and some more Turks were
killed. Various estimates have been given by
Americans who were present as to the number killed,
ranging from fifty to three hundred. The latter
is a high estimate. There was also considerable
looting, both in Smyrna and the outlying regions.
Speaking of this affair in a pamphlet entitled
The Great Powers and the Eastern Christians,[3]
William Pember Reeves says:
“So far as the persons killed in Smyrna were
Turks, they numbered, I am told, seventy-six, killed
partly by Greek soldiers and partly by the town
mob. About one hundred of other nationalities
were killed also. The ring leaders in the business
were executed by the Greek authorities and compensation
paid to the families of the victims.”
Where Mr. Reeves obtained his information is
unknown to me, but it coincides with that which was
given me by Americans who were present and whom
I saw a short time after the landing of the Greek
troops. I was present in Smyrna when the ringleaders
in the disturbances of May second were condemned
and shot.
It was here that the Greek governor-general displayed
that resolution and marked ability which
characterized his entire régime at Smyrna. He suppressed
the disturbances completely in a very short
space of time and severely punished the evil-doers.
Three of the ringleaders, Greeks, were taken out to a
square beside the railroad connecting Boudja and
Smyrna and publicly shot and buried where their
graves could be seen by all the people passing between
that popular summer resort and the main city.
This trio had been previously tried by court-martial
and sentence had been executed immediately.
Many others were tried and received lesser sentences.
The populace was informed that Greeks
disturbing the peace would be more severely punished
than Turks, a policy which was carried out
during the entire Hellenic administration and contributed
no little to the unpopularity of the governor-general
among the native Christian population.[4]
Mr. Sterghiades, the Greek governor-general,
ordered all those who had loot in their possession to
give it back immediately, under pain of heavy punishment,
and specified a certain warehouse on the
Rue Franque where it was to be delivered, and practically
all the plunder was given up. All Turks who
claimed to have been robbed were invited to present
their claims to the government and these were accorded
with so little question that numerous Turks
profited immensely by presenting false or exaggerated
demands. In addition, many Greek landed
proprietors and prominent inhabitants of the smaller
towns went out into the country and by haranguing
the peasants and protecting the Turks, contributed
greatly to the restoration of order in the
rural regions.
Prominent among these was a certain Mr.
Adamopolos, owner of a very large estate at Develikeuy,
a village about thirty-five miles out of Smyrna,
who proceeded there and compelled his peasants
to restore sheep and other belongings, and threatened
with dire punishment any Greek who should
harm a Turk.
There was also a lawyer by the name of Athinogenis
who calmed an uprising of Greek villagers at
Boudja by explaining to them the real meaning of
the Greek landing. Mr. Athinogenis came to
America in behalf of the autonomy of Asia Minor
and created a good impression here.
To this list must be added a certain Mrs. Baltadzis,
wife of a naturalized American citizen, who
visited a farm owned by her near Smyrna and kept
the peasants in order. Tranquillity was soon restored,
as much by the influence of the better-class
Greeks as by the severe measures taken by the
Hellenic civil administration. That it could be so restored,
was nothing less than a miracle when one
considers the persecutions which the Greeks had so
recently suffered. Many of the Greek peasants
had been robbed and abused by the very Turks
whom they would now gladly get even with.
One incident will be sufficient to illustrate the
sort of thing that was smarting in the memory of
the Christian peasantry: A small farmer with a
large family had planted a field of beans for food
for his wife and children—beans being one of the
principal articles of food for these people. A Turkish
officer staked out his horse in this field, whereupon
the farmer asked him if he might not put the
animal in a grass plot, where was excellent pasturage.
The reply was a horse-whipping, accompanied
by abusive and contemptuous epithets in the
presence of his family and the village, by the officer.
This is a mild incident illustrative of the general
conduct of the Turks toward the Christians. It is
given because it came within my personal observation,
and I knew the farmer, who was a very
worthy and self-respecting man.
Great numbers of the Greeks had almost unforgettable
insults and injuries smoldering in their
hearts. Standing on the balcony of the Consulate,
I have seen a Turkish cabman pass a Greek confrère
and lash him with his whip, a cowardly act, because
resistance on the part of the latter would have meant
death and there was no one to whom he could have
recourse for justice. In many cases the Greeks
who took the Turks’ sheep were only trying to get
their own back, previously taken.
One sinister event occurred in a village not far
from Smyrna, which will be understood in this country
especially in the Southern States. A certain
powerful Turk had made free with several Christian
girls, and soon after the landing the fathers and
brothers seized and hanged him. The virtue of their
women is an extremely sensitive point with Greeks.
Mr. Sterghiades, the Hellenic high-commissioner,
or governor-general, was a remarkable man in
many ways. A Cretan, like Mr. Venizelos, he
had been selected by the latter for the post, and a
more difficult it would not be easy to imagine.
Possessed of a strict sense of justice and a high ideal
of duty, he lived as a hermit, accepting no invitations
and never appearing in society. He wished,
he informed me, to accept no favors and to form
no ties, so that he might administer equal justice to
all, high and low alike. It soon became known that
when he issued an order he expected it to be obeyed.
On one occasion I was present at an important
service in the Orthodox Cathedral, to which the representatives
of the various powers, as well as the
principal Greek authorities had been invited. The
high-commissioner had given the order that the
service should be strictly religious and non-political.
Unfortunately, Archbishop Chrysostom (he
who was later murdered by the Turks) began to introduce
some politics into his sermon, a thing which
he was extremely prone to do. Sterghiades, who
was standing near him, interrupted, saying: “But
I told you I didn’t want any of this.”
The archbishop flushed, choked, and breaking
off his discourse abruptly, ended with, “In the
name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Amen,”
and stepped off the rostrum.
The high-commissioner was once on his way to
a country village to officiate at the dedication of a
school when one of his companions said: “Some
ugly stories are told about the priest out there. He
refused to say the prayers over the dead body of a
poor woman’s child, because she did not have the
full amount of his fee, and it was buried without the
rites of the church.”
The high-commissioner made no reply to this
and expressed no opinion. On his arrival at the
village a delegation came down to meet him, including
the mayor, the priest, etc. Upon being presented
to the father, the high-commissioner slapped the
latter soundly in the face, saying: “Wretch! I don’t
want to know you. You are a disgrace to the
Church and to the Greek nation.”
“But this isn’t the same priest, Excellency,” explained
the bystanders. “This is a good man. We
sent the other away.”
“Give him a hundred drachmas for his poor,”
said His Excellency to his secretary, and thus the
incident was closed. At any rate, he had forcibly
expressed his opinion of the sort of man the guilty
priest was.
CHAPTER XI THE HELLENIC ADMINISTRATION IN SMYRNA (May 15, 1919—September 9, 1922)
Despite many difficulties, the Greek civil authorities,
as far as their influence extended, succeeded
in giving Smyrna and a large portion of the
occupied territory, the most orderly, civilized and
progressive administration that it has had in historic
times. Mr. Sterghiades, who continued to the
last his policy of punishing severely all offenders of
Greek origin against the public order, lost, for that
reason, popularity in Asia Minor. When he left
Smyrna after the debacle of his troops he was
hooted by the people of the town who had not come
loyally to his support. He was, indeed, a great man
who made a supreme effort to perform a superhuman
task and who is suffering from the obloquy
that always attaches to failure.
Here are some of the civilizing reforms which the
Hellenic administration introduced into the Smyrna
region: 1. During the war, under Turkish rule,
the morality of the Christian inhabitants of all
nationalities had greatly deteriorated. The Turk had
no respect or regard for non-Mussulman women,
whom he regards as his legitimate prey. All the
American residents of Smyrna during this epoch will
remember the orgies indulged in by a certain high
Turkish official and his friends and the example set
the European colony by a prominent Anglo-Levantine
lady who became his acknowledged and public
mistress. The lady in question was proud of her
position and afterward explained it by saying that
she had accepted it to use her influence to prevent
persecutions and that a monument should be set up
in her honor.
In one of the first conversations which I had
with Mr. Sterghiades after his arrival, the governor-general
told me that the Christian people had been
debauched by the Turks and had lost their self-respect
and their morality, and that they needed an
awakening of their pride of race and religious instincts.
One of his first acts was to suppress the disorderly
houses located in the central portions of the
town, and in this he met with determined opposition
from various of the foreign consuls whose subjects
owned these houses and conducted them. Helpless
to enforce an edict against a European subject, he
stationed gendarmes in front of the establishments
in question who took down the names and addresses
of all frequenters and thus caused their patronage
so to dwindle that they were obliged to close.
Playing of baccarat and other forms of gambling
for high stakes had also become a crying evil in
Smyrna, resulting in the ruin of several people and
even in suicides. Mr. Sterghiades suppressed
gambling in the clubs, and private houses,
wherever it came to his notice.
2. The Hellenic Administration supported and
aided in every way possible educational institutions.
Its support and encouragement of American educational
and philanthropic institutions will be taken
up later. It is chiefly to be praised, however, for the
measures which it took, paid for out of the Greek
Treasury, for the maintenance and improvement of
Turkish schools. It continued the Moslem secondary
schools at its own expense, the taxes for their support
having been taken over by the Ottoman public
debt as security for a loan contracted by the Ottoman
Government.
The Greek administration supported by funds
from its treasury, two Moslem high schools in
Smyrna, two at Magnesia and Odemish, and two
seminaries in the provinces, paying therefor yearly
seventy thousand Turkish pounds. It kept in
vigor the Turkish system of primary education, appointing
prominent Mussulmans in the various villages
to superintend the same. It maintained a
Polytechnic school at Smyrna at which two hundred
and ten poor Mussulman children were educated and
supported, paying therefor thirty-six thousand
Turkish pounds yearly.
White Tower at Saloniki, formerly seaward terminal of ancient wall.
In addition to this, it was especially helpful to
those American institutions and schools which operated
in the Turkish quarter and among Turkish
children.
3. The Greek administration made a serious and
intelligent effort to organize a sanitary service for
the compiling of statistics, the betterment of sanitary
conditions and the suppression of epidemics
and contagious diseases, such as malaria, syphilis,
etc.
A microbiological laboratory was established for
the diagnosis of infectious diseases with an equipment
of sanitary motor cars for bringing in the sick
from distant points, small wagons for the transportation
of infected articles and portable outfits for
disinfection on the spot. To describe the work of
this service alone, which was organized on a large
scale and abundantly supplied with means, material
and money, would require a good-sized pamphlet.
As a result of these measures, plague, exanthematic
fever and smallpox were got so under control that
they disappeared as epidemic diseases in the occupied
zone. Needless to say that systematic war was
waged against lice and rats.
A Pasteur institute was opened at Smyrna by
the Greeks on the eighteenth of August, 1919, under
the direction of a specialist working in conjunction
with a staff of experts. Out of over one thousand
five hundred patients treated during the first two
months of its existence who had been bitten by
dogs, jackals or wolves, only four died. Treatment
was free in this institute. Previously sufferers had
been obliged to go to Constantinople or Athens and
those who could not raise the funds were left to die.
I have myself assisted poor Turks, frantic with fear,
to make the trip to Constantinople for treatment.
One section of the University of Smyrna, founded
by the Greek administration, was that of the Institute
of Hygiene, divided into two sections, hygiene
and bacteriology. It was all ready for business when
the Turks burned Smyrna, possessing an installation
similar to that of the great universities of
Europe, including a good library and complete
equipment of appliances. It would never have
lacked money or support, and would have been at
the service of all classes, irrespective of creed or
race.
Here is the program which it was about to put in
operation:
Gratuitous bacteriological, hygienic and industrial
examinations for all classes of the community.
The preparation and gratuitous distribution of
all healing and diagnostic inoculations, serums, antitoxins,
antigonococcus, etc.
The sanitation of the town on an extensive scale,
sewerage, water-supply, streets, etc.
Sanitary works for the combatting of malaria, the
draining of marshes, etc.
The combatting of trachoma.
The combatting of phthisis on a large scale, (dispensaries,
asylums, convalescent homes, special hospitals,
sanitation of houses, etc.)
For infants: dispensaries, gouttes de lait, crèches,
foundling homes, etc.
For children: various philanthropic institutions.
For mothers: pre-natal puericulture.
Education and training of doctors to compose the
service of public health.
Training for midwives and nurses.
Organization of a registry office of births and
deaths.
Organization of special medical statistical service.
4. Financial aid on a large scale was furnished,
as was the distribution of flour, clothing, etc., to
refugees caused by the Khemalist raids in the interior
and the destruction in 1919 of the cities of
Aidin and Nazli. Among those so succored were
thousands of Turks.
5. All American missionaries, as well as educational
and charitable workers in Smyrna and its
hinterland during the Greek occupation, will verify
the statement that the Hellenic administration
showed itself most helpful and cooperative in many
ways, aiding their labors among Turks as well as
Christians.
Here is a list of certain benevolent acts toward
these institutions:
The high-commissioner granted to the Y. M. C. A.
a large house on the quay, one of the biggest and
finest in Smyrna, for use as a “Soldiers’ Home.”
He also helped its management in many ways by detaching
Greek soldiers for its service.
An adequate building was also given to be used
as a “Soldiers’ Home” at Magnesia, where many
facilities were afforded.
The civil department of the Y. M. C. A. was in
need of an adequate building for its installation.
The Greek authorities requisitioned a café belonging
to a Greek for that purpose. It was still in operation
at the time of the burning of the city.
The same Y. M. C. A. organized on a large estate
near Smyrna an installation for the study of
agriculture by young men. The Greek administration
helped this organization by furnishing tents,
blankets and other requisites from the quartermaster’s
department and a motor-car for transportation.
The Y. M. C. A. had also organized at Phocea,
near Smyrna, a summer camp for boys. The Greek
administration helped by furnishing lumber, a boat
and other materials, and allowed the importation
of a motor-car free of duty.
The Y. W. C. A., which was managed by Miss
Nancy McFarland, was helped in many ways by the
Greek administration in the form of considerable
sums of money, lumber and supplies.
A branch of the girls’ school, known as the Intercollegiate
Institute, was started at Guez Tepe by
Miss Minnie Mills for Mussulman women. The high-commissioner
furnished a part of the equipment
for this.
For the N. E. R. at Smyrna the high-commissioner
gave Miss Harvey five hundred pounds Turkish
to be used in favor of poor Mussulman women.
The American College near Smyrna is situated
in a place contiguous to a marsh formerly flooded
by stagnant water causing malaria. The Greek administration
drained the swamp and repaired the
road passing by the college.
All the agricultural implements which were imported
for the use of the returning Greek refugees
or for resale at cost price or on credit for the purpose
of restoring the destroyed areas were purchased
by the high commission exclusively from
American factories at my request. Thus thousands
of plows were brought in to be distributed among
Turks as well as Christians.
A farm of thirty thousand acres situated at Tepekeuy,
used by the Greek administration for the
study of motor-culture, was bought and made exclusive
use of American motor-plows. As a result,
students completing the course recommended to the
landowners the use of American motor-plows.[5]
During the Greek administration, I traveled frequently
over a large part of the occupied territory
and visited many of the interior villages. I found
perfect security everywhere, native Greeks and
Turks living together on friendly terms. In general
there would be in each village a small administrative
office in charge of a petty officer and two or
three aides. I noticed the persistent effort which
these people made to fraternize with the Turks and
to placate them. Very often have I taken my coffee
in the public square of some small town with the
Greek officials, the Turkish hodja,[6] and various of
the Mohammedan notables. I remember particularly
shortly before the Greek defeat sitting thus with a
venerable hodja and a Greek surgeon under a plane-tree,
helping to celebrate the marriage of the hodja
to his fourth wife, which had taken place the day
before.
The dark side of this seemingly idyllic picture is
that quite frequently the two or three Greek officials
would be found some morning with their
throats cut, whereupon an order would be sent to the
village that the names of the assassins must be revealed
or the town would be burned. This, if I
remember correctly, was modeled upon our so-called
“punitive expeditions” in the Philippines, which the
Greek authorities often cited to me in speaking of the
matter. In no case did the Turks reveal the names
of the offenders and at least twice my office has been
invaded by the notables of some town who complained
that their village had been burned. On each
occasion, I asked: “Were the Greek officials in your
town murdered last night?” And the answer on
both these occasions was, “Yes, but we could not tell
the names of the offenders because we did not know
who they were.”
There were also sporadic acts of great ferocity
committed against the peaceful Christian inhabitants
of the country which were always attributed by the
Turks to roving bands of Chetas. Who these Chetas
were, I do not know, but it is my opinion that they
did not come from far. I remember one particularly
atrocious case—the massacre and disemboweling of
a Greek miller and his wife and their two children.
CHAPTER XII THE GREEK RETREAT (1922)
For years the Greek army had been holding a
long line without sufficient food and clothing. Many
of these troops had been sent by the Allies to fight
for them in Russia where they had suffered severe
losses. They were reduced to a state of extreme
demoralization. They were fleeing from an implacable
enemy from whom they could expect no
mercy, if captured. They covered, such of them as
got away, the distance from the front to the coast in
record time. The entire Moslem population through
which they passed was hostile and well-armed. That
they found time to do much massacring or that they
were in a state of mind to stop by the way for the
purpose of attacking women seems hardly credible.
That they did burn and lay waste the land may be
taken for granted. The Greeks have claimed military
necessity for this, and it would appear that
they could plead such necessity if ever it can be
pleaded. They certainly had more reason for laying
bare the country between themselves and the advancing
Khemalists than had our own Sherman on
his “March to the Sea.”
There is one thing which any one who has ever
traveled through Turkish-ruled lands will see at a
glance. Whatever nuclei of civilization existed in
the Ottoman Empire outside of Constantinople were
Greek, Armenian or something besides Turkish.
The non-Mussulmans built the good houses and the
better parts of the towns. Many of the Christian
houses and towns had already been destroyed by the
followers of Talaat and Enver, leaving little of any
permanent value in the path of the Greek army.
A Turkish villager’s house usually consists of
one room without any furniture. At one side is
piled, often as high as the wall, a supply of thick
quilts. When he goes to bed he takes down one or
more of these and sleeps on the floor, or, in the
better houses, on a bench that runs around the wall.
When he eats he sits on the floor with his heels
under him. He cooks in the fireplace. His culinary
outfit consists of one earthen pot, a large wash-basin
out of which the family eats their pilaff, one
big spoon for each member of the household and a
small one for stirring the coffee. A briki, or long-handled
coffee pot, is an important part of his installation.
Many who have dined with rich denatured Turks
at Constantinople or with some pasha will deny the
accuracy of this picture, but it is in the main correct
and describes the houses that compose ninety-nine
out of a hundred Turkish villages wherever found.
It is for this reason that the Turk may be able to
carry on for a long time without business, manufactures,
imports or any of the accessories of civilization.
His crude agriculture will suffice for his
primitive wants. If the region which he occupies
really belongs to him, then he may say that he has
a right to the kind of civilization, or lack of it, that
suits him best and for which he is most adapted.
Whether the Christian world should have looked on
and aided him while exterminating the non-Mussulman
population of Asia Minor is another question.
The difficulties of the Greek retreat are well illustrated
by an incident narrated to me by the Reverend
Dana Getchell who came into my office from
the interior a few days before the arrival of the
Khemalists. He said that when he had gone to bed
in the evening in his small hotel everything had been
quiet, but that he had been awakened in the morning
by the sound of tumult in the streets, and looking
from the window, he saw the whole Christian population
rushing toward the railroad station, carrying
such of their belongings as they had been able to
snatch. On inquiring what the trouble was he was
informed that the Turks were coming. He went
to the station himself and saw a long train of cars
on to which a small detachment of Greek soldiers was
attempting to embark the frightened people. While
this operation was being conducted the Mussulman
villagers came out from their houses, all armed, and
began to fire upon the soldiers and the train. A
battle ensued in which the officer commanding the
detachment and several of his soldiers were killed.
But the soldiers stood their ground well and succeeded
finally in getting away with the larger part
of the Christians.
This specific incident throws light upon the
Greek retreat as it shows that the Moslems were,
in general, in possession of concealed weapons and
that they did not hesitate to use them.
CHAPTER XIII SMYRNA AS IT WAS
The burning of Smyrna and the massacre and
scattering of its inhabitants has aroused widespread
humanitarian and religious interest on account
of the unparalleled sufferings of the multitudes
involved. But there is another element in
the United States, not numerous, that has been
more deeply saddened by the fate of this ancient
town—the classical scholars and historians.
The eyes of scholars, ever since the great discoveries
of Schliemann, have been turned toward
the island of Crete, where it is now known that
a highly developed civilization existed, contemporaneous
with early Egyptian, and of which the
ancient cities of Tyrins and Mycenæ were outposts.
It is believed that the ancestors of the royal houses
of these settlements came originally from Asia Minor,
and it is possible that the conception of the grim
old lions above the gate of Mycenæ, symbolizing the
courage of its kings, may have been imported from
Asia. Theseus, that attractive and romantic hero,
who finally became one of the rulers of the Mythical
Age of Athens, is connected with Asia Minor
through the Amazons, who were feminine priestesses
of the old cult of the many-breasted nature
goddess of Ephesus.
From Ionia, the mother civilization spread to
old Greece, to Sicily, to Italy and along the shores
of the Black Sea, and finally to Europe and America!
It is more than probable that Homer was a
Smyrniote, or an inhabitant of Asia Minor, and for
countless years his writings were a sort of Bible or
sacred book, molding the character of millions. Perhaps
the earliest conception of monogamy, certainly
the most beautiful, comes from Homer’s poems.
Our conception of the family is Greek; we get it
from the Odyssey, very probably written in Smyrna,
thousands of years ago.
During the days of the Byzantine Empire, that
splendid, romantic and tragic power which developed
a magnificent civilization and kept the lamp
of learning alight all through the darkness of the
Middle Ages, Asia Minor flourished and was the
province which contributed most to the strength and
firmness of the general fabric. The exploits of
Nikephoros Phokas and the romance of Diogenes
Akritas, immortalized in verse, are well known even
to those scholars who are not Byzantine specialists.
Those were the days of the great land barons who
kept regal state and whose forgotten history should
be a vast treasure-house for romantic novelists.
Later, Ionia is of intense interest to the whole
Christian world. It is the land of the Seven Cities
of the Revelation, of the Seven Churches and the
wonderful mystical poem of St. John the Divine.
Six of the candles went out in eternal darkness long
ago, but that of Smyrna burned brightly until its
destruction on the thirteenth of September, 1922,
by the Turks of Mustapha Khemal and the death of
the last of its great bishops whose martyrdom fitly
ended its glorious Christian history.
Polycarp, the patron saint of Smyrna during the
long years of its existence as a Christian city, was
burned alive in an ancient stadium whose contour is
still plainly visible, on February twenty-sixth, in
the year A. D. 156; Chrysostom was tortured and
torn in pieces by a Turkish mob in front of the
military headquarters of the Khemalist forces in
Smyrna on September ninth, A. D. 1922. In Asia
Minor were held the great Christian assemblies: at
Nicæ, Ephesus and Chalcedon, were born the
Church fathers, St. Paul and the two Gregories. It
was at Ephesus, near Smyrna, that St. Paul fought
with beasts after the manner of men.
Greek civilization has again and again developed
in Asia Minor to be crushed by Asiatic invasion.
At its height it produced the immortal cities of Pergamus,
Smyrna, Colophon, Philadelphia, Ephesus,
Halicarnassus. The whole land was dotted with
lesser towns adorned with schools of art and beautiful
temples from many of which sprang famous
philosophers and poets. Ionia is a graveyard of
ancient Greek cities and marble villages toward
which the interest of American scholars has been
turning more and more. A pioneer in this field
was J. R. Sitlington Sterrett, who has left an unforgettable
name among American archeologists.
The climate of Smyrna resembles very much that
of Southern California. Snow rarely, if ever, falls
in winter, and during the summer the country is
daily refreshed by a breeze from the sea, the
embates, or, in the Smyrna dialect, the imbat.
The route to Smyrna from Athens lies between
Eubœa and Andros and between the islands of Chios
and Mytilini, the ancient Lesbos, famous as the
home of Sappho. It skirts the great promontory of
Kharabounou and enters the Hermian Gulf. To
the left is the ancient city of Phocea. A colony
from Phocea founded Marseilles, France, some
thousands of years ago. It is interesting to know
that the massacre and expulsion of the inhabitants
in June, 1914, excited special interest and sympathy
in the modern French city.
Turkish public letter-writer, at Smyrna, receiving
dictation of illiterate but amorous maiden.
The harbor of Smyrna is one of the best in the
world, comparable to that of Vancouver. At the
bottom of the Hermian Gulf we come to a sort of
sea-gate, the entrance to the harbor proper, in which
the largest sea-going craft can safely anchor. Smyrna
has attained great importance in late years as a
commercial port. While other harbors, especially
that of its ancient rival, Ephesus, have been filled
by deposits brought down by the rivers, that of
Smyrna has not suffered the same fate, the silt of
the delta of the Hermus having tended only to narrow
its mouth.
Among the first objects pointed out to the traveler
on entering the bay are the “Two Brothers,” or
twin mountain peaks which are identical in appearance.
At the right is the ancient fortress bombarded
by the British fleet during the war whose guns can
plainly be seen by passengers upon steamers.
Soon after passing the fortress, Smyrna appears
nestling in the arms of a long, white, semicircular
bay, resembling that of Naples, to which it is scarcely
second in beauty, and climbing the slopes of
Mount Pagus, crowned by an ancient wall and fortress.
The city itself, with its suburbs, stretched far
around the semicircle on both sides.
At the time of its destruction it is probable that
the inhabitants exceeded five hundred thousand in
numbers. The latest official statistics give the figure
as four hundred thousand, of whom one hundred
and sixty-five thousand were Turks, one hundred
and fifty thousand Greeks, twenty-five thousand
Jews, twenty-five thousand Armenians, and twenty
thousand foreigners: ten thousand Italians, three
thousand French, two thousand British and three
hundred Americans.
The principal promenade was the quay, on which
were located the American theater, the prettiest
building of its kind in the Ottoman Empire, many
cinemas, the best hotels, various modern and well-constructed
office buildings, besides the residences
of the most prosperous merchants, among whom
were Greeks, Armenians and Dutch. On this street
also were several of the Consulates, the building
owned by the French Government being an imposing
structure, suitable even for an embassy.
The residences mentioned were elegant in appearance
and contained treasures of rugs, expensive
furniture, works of art and Oriental curios.
The city was divided largely into quarters,
though this was not a rigid arrangement. The
Turkish lay to the east and south, and, as is usual
in all mixed Ottoman towns, occupied the highest
part, extending up the sides of Mount Pagus, (and
does still, for that matter, as it was not burned).
Architecturally it is a typical jumble of ramshackle
huts, with very few, if any, buildings of a superior
order. To the east are grouped most of the Jews,
while the Armenian quarter lay to the north of the
Turkish and contiguous with it. The Greek area
was north again of the Armenian.
In speaking of the population of Smyrna one
should not forget to mention the “Levantines.”
There seems to be some doubt in the American mind
as to who these really are. The term is usually
applied to any inhabitant of the Near East, and is
supposed to carry with it an implication of deceit
and sharpness in business. A “Levantine” is really
a foreigner whose forefathers settled in that country
one or more generations ago, who has become
thoroughly versed in Oriental dealings, who speaks
the languages, and some of whose ancestors may
have intermarried with Greeks or Armenians.
As the Oriental understands it, the population
of that country consists of Turks, Greeks, Armenians,
Jews and Levantines. The latter have thriven
immensely, and there are two small towns, Boudja
and Bournabat, both within half an hour by rail
from the metropolis, inhabited principally by descendants
of British, French and Dutch, whose ancestors
settled a hundred years or so ago in the
Near East. These two villages are very beautiful.
Many of the residences are imposing, and the
parks and rose gardens surrounding them are not
surpassed anywhere in the world. Their owners
lived, (or live, such of them as have gone back) the
lives of merchant princes. They have been able,
protected by the capitulations, to amass great fortunes.
These people generally resent being called
“Levantines,” and cling to their original nationality.
During the Great War their sons enlisted with
enthusiasm, and the German and Turkish cannon
and other instruments of destruction took heavy toll
of the debonair and wealthy youth of Boudja and
Bournabat.
The principal business thoroughfare of Smyrna
was the Rue Franque, on which were situated the
great department and wholesale stores of the
Greeks, Armenians and Levantines. At the shopping
hour in the afternoon, this street was so
crowded that one moved through it with difficulty,
and among the motley throng ladies in costumes
of the latest fashion, looking for that sort of merchandise
that ladies shop for everywhere, formed a
large part.
Social life presented many attractions. Teas,
dances, musical afternoons and evenings were given
in the luxurious salons of the rich Armenians and
Greeks. There were four large clubs: the Cercle
de Smyrne, frequented mostly by British, French
and Americans; the “Sporting,” with a fine building
and garden on the quay; the Greek Club and a
Country Club near the American college with excellent
golf links and race course.
In no city in the world did East and West
mingle physically in so spectacular a manner as at
Smyrna, while spiritually they always maintained
the characteristics of oil and water. One of the common
sights of the streets was the long camel caravans,
the beasts passing in single file, attached to
ropes and led by a driver on a donkey in red fez
and rough white-woolen cloak. These caravans
came in from the interior laden with sacks of figs,
licorice root, raisins, wood, tobacco and rugs. While
the foreigner is apt to be afraid of these ungainly
beasts, one often saw a Greek or Armenian woman
in high-heeled boots and elegant costume, stoop and
lift the rope between two camels and pass under. At
the north end of the city is a railroad station called
“Caravan Bridge,” because near by is an ancient
stone bridge of that name over which the camel
caravans arriving from as far away as Bagdad and
Damascus, used to pass.
Reference has already been made to the gaiety
of the natives. One of the chief institutions of
Smyrna about which naval men always inquire, was
the Politakia, or orchestras of stringed instruments,
guitars, mandolins and zither. The players added
great zest to the performance by singing to their
own accompaniment native songs and improvisations.
The various companies gave nightly concerts
in the principal cafés and were often called
upon for entertainments in private houses.
The lightheartedness of the Smyrniotes was well-nigh
irrepressible and continued almost until the
last days when it was extinguished forever. During
the Great War the British bombarded the fortress.
At first the sound of the big guns terrified the inhabitants,
but when it was discovered that there
was no intention of throwing shells into the city
itself the whole population gathered on the house-tops
and at the cafés to witness the flashes and the
bursting of the projectiles. The cannonading was
plainly visible from the quay and became a regular
theatrical performance, chairs on the sidewalks being
sold at high prices.
Passing from the European quarter—Greeks and
Armenians are here classed as Europeans—into the
Turkish, one found himself in the days of the Arabian
Nights. The civilization, the manners, the isolation
of the women, who were either not seen at
all or passed through the streets closely veiled, were
all such as one finds described in the Thousand and
One Nights. Mention should be made particularly
of the letter-writers, generally kindly old hodjas
who sat at tables taking down the love-letters and
other missives that were whispered in their ears.
Groups of befezzed Mussulmans sat about smoking
their water pipes beside antique fountains or in
the shade of clambering grape-vines.
The American interests in Smyrna were very important.
Besides the omnipresent Standard Oil
Company, there were the great McAndrews and
Forbes licorice firm with its spacious offices and
thousands of employees and laborers, all the principal
tobacco companies whose business amounted
to millions yearly, the exporters of figs and raisins
and carpets, and after the Greek occupation, the importers
of agricultural implements and automobiles.
There were important American educational and
humanitarian institutions as well as archeological
expeditions to Sardis and Colophon. The excavators
at Sardis during their last campaign made a notable
discovery of thirty gold coins of Crœsus, which
were taken charge of by me and brought to the
United States immediately after the Smyrna disaster.
They also, with my aid, succeeded in
obtaining the first large consignment of original
marbles that has ever been sent to any American
museum. These latter were shipped to America for
the Metropolitan Museum of New York. All these
marbles and coins were, for political reasons, sent
back to Constantinople from New York.
I shall permit myself to digress sufficiently at
this point to make the observation that I took keener
satisfaction in bringing these remarkable antiquities
to the United States than in any other single
act of my entire consular career. This satisfaction
was shared by the late Howard Crosby Butler,
who added to my pleasure by his unstinted commendation.
Perhaps if this great scholar and
courtly gentleman had not died suddenly in Paris, he
might have prevented the sacrifice of these treasures
to business and political interests—futilely and
unreasonably sacrificed.
Among the interesting ancient monuments existing
in Smyrna are two aqueducts which can be
seen from the railroad running to Boudja. There
is also the so-called “Tomb of Tantalus,” the mythical
founder of the town. The excellent water supply
of the city is still derived from an ancient
source known as the “Baths of Diana.”
The road from Smyrna to Boudja skirts the
beautiful Valley of St. Anne, so named because she
is supposed to have been buried there. Through
this flows the river known as the Meles, by the banks
of which Homer may have composed his great epics.
The civilization of this ancient and beautiful city
was essentially Greek. The great mills of Nazli,
which before the war supplied an excellent quality
of flour not only to Smyrna vilayet but to the rest
of Turkey and even exported to Europe, were
founded by a Greek. Of the three hundred and
ninety-one factories at Smyrna, three hundred and
forty-four were Greek and fourteen Turkish. Statistics
of this nature could be multiplied indefinitely.
The two principal native schools—both Greek—were
the Homerion, an institution for girls, and the
Evangelical School for Boys, the latter under British
protection. These were academies of great
merit, affording a liberal course of education, and
their graduates, many of them successful men and
women, are to be found in all parts of the world.
The library of the Evangelical School was recognized
by scholars as containing a large and invaluable
collection of books, manuscripts and inscriptions,
many of which can never be replaced.
Among other irreparable losses caused by the
fire should be mentioned two very ancient copies of
the Bible, one kept in a church in Smyrna, and the
other the special charge of a small community of
Christians who are said to have fled from Ephesus
when that city was sacked by the Turks centuries
ago, and to have founded a small village whose sole
object was the preservation of this venerable book.
This part of the tale should not be finished without
reference to the records of the American Consulate.
Smyrna was one of the oldest of our foreign offices
and contained many despatches signed by Daniel
Webster and others equally famous in our history,
besides interesting references to incursions of the
Barbary pirates, and an account of the saving of a
famous Polish patriot by a small American cruiser,
which cleared for action and demanded his release
from an Austrian battle-ship. There have been
many thrilling and inspiring episodes in the history
of our navy where commanders have acted on their
own responsibility in behalf of justice and humanity.
Such episodes were more frequent before the perfection
of the wireless and the submarine telegraph.
It is a consolation to reflect that the spirited incident
mentioned above occurred in the harbor of
Smyrna, to balance, as it were, the history of the
locality.
I was engaged before the fire in going through
the ancient records and preparing a resumé of their
contents. Among the treasures of the Consulate
were twelve magnificent old wood-prints of the battle
of Navarino, giving different stages of the action,
with faithful reproductions of the various ships with
their names, which, as they were my personal
property, I had intended to present to our navy department.
I believe that there are no other copies
of these prints in existence.
Smyrna is now a mass of ruins and a Turkish
village. It should be borne in mind, however, that
history repeats itself. Smyrna was rebuilt by
Greeks after its destruction by Lydians, and Hellenic
civilization again reasserted itself after the ferocity
of the Turkish pirates of 1084, and the frightful
butcheries of Tamerlane. A great city is the flower
of industry and a peaceful and prosperous civilization.
When the farmers swarm over the plains and
the sailors go down to the sea in ships, then the
bazaars and warehouses are built, the banks and the
counting-houses and the shops of the cunning artisans.
Smyrna will grow great again when a live
and progressive Western civilization once more develops
in Ionia. History has demonstrated that
the Greeks, from their geographical position, their
industrial and economic enterprise, and their relative
maritime supremacy in the Mediterranean are
the people ultimately destined to carry European
progress into Asia Minor unless, indeed, Christianity
should utterly fail, and with it, the civilization
founded upon it. Smyrna is too near Europe for
Turkish retrogression and blight to rest there indefinitely.
Its fields are too rich and too valuable
to the human race to remain permanently in the
hands of a sparse population of incompetent shepherds.
The question is often asked: “When will
the Turks rebuild Smyrna?” Turkish Smyrna was
not burned.
CHAPTER XIV THE DESTRUCTION OF SMYRNA (September, 1922)
The last act in the fearful drama of the extermination
of Christianity in the Byzantine Empire was
the burning of Smyrna by the troops of Mustapha
Khemal. The murder of the Armenian race had
been practically consummated during the years 1915-1916,
and the prosperous and populous Greek colonies,
with the exception of Smyrna itself, had been
ferociously destroyed. The idea has been widely
circulated, and seems to be gaining credence, that
the Turk has changed his nature overnight.
The destruction of Smyrna happened, however,
in 1922, and no act ever perpetrated by the Turkish
race in all its bloodstained history, has been characterized
by more brutal and lustful features, nor
more productive of the worst forms of human sufferings
inflicted on the defenseless and unarmed. It
was a fittingly lurid and Satanic finale to the whole
dreadful tragedy. The uncertainty which at one
time existed in the public mind as to the question,
“Who burned Smyrna?” seems to be pretty well
dispelled. All statements that tend to throw
doubt on the matter can be traced to suspicious and
interested sources. The careful and impartial historian,
William Stearns Davis, to whom reference
has already been made in this work, says: “The
Turks drove straight onward to Smyrna, which they
took (September 9, 1922) and then burned.”[7]
Also, Sir Valentine Chirol, Harris Foundation
lecturer at the University of Chicago in 1924, made
this statement: “After the Turks had smashed the
Greek armies they turned the essentially Greek
city (Smyrna) into an ash heap as proof of their
victory.”[8]
Men of this stamp do not make assertions without
having first gone carefully into the evidence.
We have already seen by what methods the
Greeks had been eliminated from the coastal region
of Asia Minor. The murders and deportations
have been described by which a flourishing and
rapidly growing civilization had been destroyed, villages
and farm-houses wrecked and vineyards uprooted.
Large numbers of Greeks, however, who
had managed to escape by sea, returned to their
ruined homes after the landing of the Hellenic army
in May of 1919, and set to work industriously to restore
their ruined properties.
Mustapha Khemal now determined to make a
complete and irretrievable ruin of Christianity in
Asia Minor. Carthago delenda est. The plan, revealed
by its execution, was to give the city up for
some days to lust and carnage; to butcher the Armenians,
a task which has always given a special
pleasure to the Turk; to burn the town and to carry
the Greek men away into captivity.
The main facts in regard to the Smyrna fire are:
1. The streets leading into the Armenian quarter
were guarded by Turkish soldier sentinels and
no one was permitted to enter while the massacre
was going on.
2. Armed Turks, including many soldiers, entered
the quarter thus guarded and went through it
looting, massacring and destroying. They made a
systematic and horrible “clean up,” after which
they set fire to it in various places by carrying tins
of petroleum or other combustibles into the houses
or by saturating bundles of rags in petroleum and
throwing these bundles in through the windows.
3. They planted small bombs under the paving
stones in various places in the European part of
the city to explode and act as a supplementary agent
in the work of destruction caused by the burning
petroleum which Turkish soldiers sprinkled about
the streets. The petroleum spread the fire and
led it through the European quarter and the bombs
shook down the tottering walls. One such bomb
was planted near the American Girls’ School and
another near the American Consulate.
4. They set fire to the Armenian quarter on
the thirteenth of September, 1922. The last Greek
soldiers had passed through Smyrna on the evening
of the eighth, that is to say, the Turks had been in
full, complete and undisputed possession of the city
for five days before the fire broke out and for much
of this time they had kept the Armenian quarter
cut off by military control while conducting a systematic
and thorough massacre. If any Armenians
were still living in the localities at the time the
fires were lighted they were hiding in cellars too
terrified to move, for the whole town was overrun
by Turkish soldiers, especially the places where the
fires were started. In general, all the Christians
of the city were keeping to their houses in a state of
extreme and justifiable terror for themselves and
their families, for the Turks had been in possession
of the city for five days, during which time they
had been looting, raping and killing. It was the
burning of the houses of the Christians which drove
them into the streets and caused the fearful scenes
of suffering which will be described later. Of this
state of affairs, I was an eye-witness.
5. The fire was lighted at the edge of the Armenian
quarter at a time when a strong wind was
blowing toward the Christian section and away from
the Turkish. The Turkish quarter was not in any
way involved in the catastrophe and during all the
abominable scenes that followed and all the indescribable
sufferings of the Christians, the Mohammedan
quarter was lighted up and gay with dancing,
singing and joyous celebration.
6. Turkish soldiers led the fire down into the
well-built modern Greek and European section of
Smyrna by soaking the narrow streets with petroleum
or other highly inflammable matter. They
poured petroleum in front of the American Consulate
with no other possible purpose than to communicate
the fire to that building at a time when C. Claflin
Davis, Chairman of the Disaster Relief Committee
of the Red Cross, Constantinople Chapter,
and others, were standing in the door. Mr. Davis
went out and put his hands in the mud thus created
and it smelled like petroleum and gasoline mixed.
The soldiers seen by Mr. Davis and the others had
started from the quay and were proceeding toward
the fire.
7. Dr. Alexander Maclachlan, President of the
American College, and a sergeant of American Marines
were stripped, the one of his clothes and the
other of a portion of his uniform, and beaten with
clubs by Turkish soldiers. A squad of American
Marines was fired on.
CHAPTER XV FIRST DISQUIETING RUMORS
My wife and I were at Sevdikeuy, a Greek village
a few miles south of Smyrna on the Ottoman
railway, when the news that the Greek army was
meeting with serious reverses arrived. These rumors
were not believed at first, but they grew more
and more insistent, throwing the population into an
agony of fear.
At last the report became a certainty. The official
news was received that the Greek army had
suffered a terrible and irretrievable defeat and that
nothing now prevented the Turks from descending
to the coast. The population began to leave, a few
at first, then more and more until the flight developed
into a veritable panic.
The town was fast filling with refugees from the
interior. The majority of these refugees were small
farmers who had lived on properties that had descended
from father to son for many generations.
Their forebears had settled in Asia Minor before
the Turks had begun to develop into a nation. They
were children of the soil, able to live and care for
themselves in their little houses and on their few
acres, each family with its cow, its donkey and its
goat. They were even producing tobacco, figs, seedless
raisins and other products for export. They
were expert in the cultivation and manipulation of
the better qualities of cigarette tobacco and the
priceless raisins, of which latter Asia Minor produces
the best quality in the world. This valuable
farmer element, the very backbone of the prosperity
of Asia Minor, had again been reduced to beggary
and thrown upon American charity. They were arriving
by thousands in Smyrna and all along the
seacoast. They were filling all the churches, schools
and the yards of the Y. M. and Y. W. C. A. and
the American mission schools. They were sleeping
in the streets. Many were getting away during
those first days on steamers and sailing craft. The
caiques in the harbor, loaded with refugees and their
effects, were a picturesque sight. For the man
whose heart has not suffered atrophy as a result
of the Great War, the spectacle of great numbers of
helpless little children was particularly moving. Unfortunately,
atrophy of the human heart has been
one of the most noticeable phenomena of the great
Armageddon. Doctor Esther Lovejoy, of New York,
already referred to, used an expression with regard
to certain Americans who were present during the
scenes of suffering and outrage.
“Their minds did not seem to register.” Had she
said “hearts,” she would have been nearer the
truth. The refugees carried with them as much of
their belongings as their strength permitted and one
often saw a little child sitting on top of a great
bundle of bedding, the whole supported on the
shoulders of some man or woman stumbling along.
In normal times the sick are not seen, as they are
in the houses lying in bed for the most part. In
case of a great fire or panic one is surprised at the
number of sick or disabled thus brought to light.
Many of the refugees were carrying sick upon their
shoulders. I remember especially one old gray-haired
woman stumbling through the streets of
Smyrna with an emaciated feverish son astride
her neck. He was taller than the mother, his legs
almost touching the ground.
Then the defeated, dusty, ragged Greek soldiers
began to arrive, looking straight ahead, like men
walking in their sleep. Great numbers—the more
fortunate—were sitting on ancient Assyrian carts,
descendants of the very primitive vehicles used in
the time of Nebuchadnezzar.
In a never-ending stream they poured through
the town toward the point on the coast to which the
Greek fleet had withdrawn. Silently as ghosts they
went, looking neither to the right nor the left. From
time to time some soldier, his strength entirely
spent, collapsed on the sidewalk or by a door. It
was said that many of these were taken into houses
and given civilian clothes and that thus some escaped.
It was credibly reported that others whose
strength failed them before they got into the city
were found a few hours later with their throats cut.
And now at last we heard that the Turks were moving
on the town. There had been predictions that the
Greek troops, on entering Smyrna, would burn it,
but their conduct soon dispelled all such apprehensions.
In fact the American, with the British,
French and Italian delegates had called upon General
Hadjianesti, the Greek commander-in-chief, to
ask him what measures he could take to prevent
acts of violence on the part of the disorganized
Greek forces. He talked of a well-disciplined regiment
from Thrace which he was expecting and
which he promised to throw out as a screen to prevent
straggling bands from entering the city and
even of organizing a new resistance to the Turks,
but could give the delegates no definite assurance.
He was tall and thin, straight as a ramrod, extremely
well-groomed, with a pointed gray beard and the
general air of an aristocrat. He was a handsome
man, with the reputation of a lady-killer. That was
the last time I saw him, but when I read later of his
standing before a firing squad in Athens, I still retained
a vivid mental picture of that last interview
in the military headquarters in Smyrna. If it was
he who was responsible for sending away the flower
of his troops to threaten Constantinople at a time
when they were most needed in Asia Minor, he deserved
severe punishment or confinement in a lunatic
asylum. He had the general reputation of being
a megalomaniac, with not too great ability. Certainly
none but a fool would have accepted the Smyrna
post at that time for the sake of glory. What was
needed was a man of energy with a clear understanding
of the situation who would have taken hurried
and wise measures to save as much as possible of
the wreckage. But Hadjianesti was busy furnishing
in gorgeous style and repairing a palace on the quay
which he had requisitioned for a residence. He deserved
to be pitied, for it is probable that he was
not well-balanced mentally.
It was definitely asserted that the Turkish cavalry
would enter the town on the morning of September
9, (1922). The Greek general staff and the
high-commissioner with the entire civil administration,
were preparing to leave. The Greek gendarmes
were still patrolling the streets and keeping
order. These men had gained the confidence of
every one in Smyrna and the entire occupied region
by their general efficiency and good conduct. Whatever
accusations may be substantiated against the
Greek soldiers, nothing but praise can be said of the
Greek gendarmes. All my former colleagues at
Smyrna and all residents of the district will bear
me out in this statement. There would be an interval
between the evacuation of Smyrna and the
arrival of the Turkish forces when the town would
be without a government of any kind. Some of the
representatives of foreign governments went to the
high-commissioner and asked him to leave the gendarmes
until the Turks had taken over, under an
assurance from the latter that they would be allowed
to depart without molestation. The high-commissioner
did not grant this request. I did not
join in it. The Greek officials all left. Mr. Sterghiades
had but a few steps to go from his house to the
sea where a ship was awaiting him, but he was
hooted by the population. He had done his best to
make good in an impossible situation. He had tried
by every means in his power to make friends of the
implacable Turks, and he had punished severely,
sometimes with death, Greeks guilty of crimes
against Turks. He founded a university at Smyrna,
bringing from Germany a Greek professor with
an international reputation to act as president.
One of the last Greeks I saw on the streets of
Smyrna before the entry of the Turks, was Professor
Karatheodoris, president of the doomed university.
With him departed the incarnation of Greek
genius of culture and civilization in the Orient.
The Hellenic forces left, civil and military, and
the interregnum of a city without a government began.
But nothing happened. Mohammedans and
Christians were quiet, waiting with a great anxiety.
The supreme question was: How would the Turks
behave? The French and Italian delegates assured
their colonies that Khemal’s army consisted
of well-disciplined troops and that there was nothing
to fear. I had no anxiety for the native-born
Americans, but was very uneasy about the two hundred
or more naturalized citizens, many of them former
Ottoman subjects. I, therefore, did not take
the responsibility of assuring the native population,
Greeks and Armenians, that they would be perfectly
safe, neither did I say anything that might tend to
create panic. Many ladies, American and others,
left at this time. I counseled my wife to go, but she
refused, thinking that her staying might give comfort
to those who remained. I decided to select a
place of rendezvous for the American citizens and to
notify all of them to keep in the neighborhood of this
place as much as possible and, in case of serious
disorders and general danger, to take refuge there.
I picked out the American theater, a large and suitable
building on the quay, for the purpose and called
the leading members of the American colony, native
and naturalized, to a meeting in my office and advised
them of the measures taken, to be applied in
case of need. When I told them that the meeting
was dismissed, Mr. Rufus W. Lane, now a merchant
of Smyrna but formerly American consul there,
arose and said: “We did not come here solely to
save our own skins. The refugees that are pouring
by thousands and thousands into the city are dying
of starvation and nobody to help them. I had
hoped that this meeting had been called together to
take measures to succor these poor people.” A
Provisional Relief Committee was organized on the
spot and a sufficient sum of money contributed to
begin operations. All the leading American firms
offered their lorries and automobiles and their personal
services. Bakers were hired and set to work,
stocks of flour found and purchased, and in a few
hours this organization was feeding the helpless and
bewildered refugees who were crowding into the
city. But for the American colony in Smyrna
thousands would have died of starvation before the
Relief Unit could arrive from Constantinople.
In the meantime I was insistently telegraphing
for American men-of-war to come to Smyrna. If
there was ever a time when a situation demanded
the presence of naval units, this, I thought, was that
occasion. Though our colony was not great, our
business interests and property holdings were very
considerable indeed, to say nothing of our large
schools with their staffs of teachers and professors.
The navy in those waters was under the control
of that very fine officer and gentleman, Admiral
Mark L. Bristol. I had reason to think that the
admiral had perfect confidence in the good intentions
and administrative abilities of the Turks and
believed that the latter would bring a kind and benevolent
administration to Smyrna. In response to
telegraphic insistence with the State Department a
wire was received to the effect that destroyers
would be sent to Smyrna, as cruisers were not available,
for the protection of American lives and property.
Two small destroyers were accordingly sent.
Naval units of Great Britain, Italy, France and the
United States were present at Smyrna, and anchored
but a few hundred yards or nearer from the
houses on the quay during the appalling, shameful
and heart-rending scenes which followed.
CHAPTER XVI THE TURKS ARRIVE
On the morning of the ninth of September, 1922,
about eleven o’clock, frightened screams were heard.
Stepping to the door of my office, I found that a
crowd of refugees, mostly women, were rushing in
terror upon the Consulate and trying to seek refuge
within, and that they were very properly being kept
out by the two or three bluejackets assigned for
the defense of the consular property.
One glance from the terrace which overlooked
the quay made evident the cause of their terror. The
Turkish cavalry were filing along the quay, on their
way to their barracks at the Konak at the other end
of the city. They were sturdy-looking fellows passing
by in perfect order. They appeared to be well-fed
and fresh. Many of them were of that Mongolian
type which one sees among the Mohammedans
of Asia Minor.
From the fact that not all the troops of Mustapha
Khemal were provided with the smart uniforms of
his picked troops, much has been made by Turkish
apologists of the difference between “regulars” and
“irregulars.” Any one who saw those mounted
troops passing along the quay of Smyrna would testify,
if he knew anything at all of military matters,
that they were not only soldiers, but very good soldiers
indeed, thoroughly trained and under perfect
control of admirable officers. And any one who
knows anything of Turkish character will testify
that the Turk is essentially a soldier, extraordinarily
amenable to the orders of his superiors. The
Turk massacres when he has orders from headquarters
and desists on the second when commanded by
the same authority to stop. Mustapha Khemal was
worshipped by that army of “regulars” and “irregulars,”
and his word was law.
As the Turkish cavalry was entering Smyrna on
the morning of the ninth, some fool threw a bomb.
The Turkish officer commanding the cavalry division
received bloody cuts about the head. All the
testimony is to the effect that he rode unconcernedly
on. That is what a Turk would do, for of the courage
of the race there is no doubt. It has been stated that
this bomb was thrown by an Armenian, but I have
seen no proof of the assertion, nor can the statement
that the throwing of this bomb precipitated the massacre
of the Armenians, be reconciled with the Turkish
claim that their troops were so exasperated with
the atrocities of the Greek army that they could not
be restrained when reaching Smyrna. Armenians
are not Greeks, and the fury of the Turks burst first
upon their usual victims.
On the evening of the ninth, the looting and killing
began. Shooting was heard in various parts
of the town all night, and the following morning
native-born Americans, both men and women, began
to report seeing corpses lying about in the
streets in the interior of the town. Nureddin Pasha,
the Turkish commander-in-chief, issued a command
that everybody was to go peacefully about his
business and that order should be preserved. This
caused a momentary feeling of security among a
certain element of the non-Mussulman population,
so that a number of shops that had been closed were
reopened.
But this confidence was not of long duration, for
the looting spread and the savagery increased. At
first, civilian Turks, natives of the town, were the
chief offenders. I myself saw such civilians armed
with shotguns watching the windows of Christian
houses ready to shoot at any head that might appear.
These had the air of hunters crouching and
stalking their prey. But the thing that made an
unforgettable impression was the expression on
their faces. It was that of an ecstasy of hate and
savagery. There was in it, too, a religious exaltation,
but it was not beautiful, it was the religion of
the Powers of Darkness. One saw, too, all the futility
of missionary work and efforts of conversion.
Here was complete conviction, the absolute triumph
of error and the doctrine of murder and pitilessness.
There was something infinitely sad in those pale
writhing faces on which seemed to shine the wan
light of hell. One could not help pitying those men
even while they were killing. One thought of lost
souls and the torments of the damned. Those killers
were unhappy.
The last Greek soldiers disappeared from Smyrna
on the evening of the eighth and the Turks rapidly
took over the town. Mounted patrols and little
squads of soldiers began to appear on the streets,
serving as police.
These were well enough behaved. There were
credibly reported instances of minor Turkish officers
interfering with the looters and evil-doers,
and even of instances of kindness being shown to
non-Mussulman natives. I saw no such kindness,
however. If I had, I should be eager to report it,
but I am willing to accept the testimony of others.
The panic among the native Christians was now increasing
to an alarming extent.
As the looting spread and the killing increased
the American institutions were filled with frightened
people. These institutions in Smyrna were
the Intercollegiate Institute, a seminary for young
girls; the Y. W. C. A., housed in a large building
and surrounded by a garden and tennis court, and
the Y. M. C. A.
The night of the tenth the shooting could still be
heard in the Christian quarters and frightened people
were besieging the doors of these institutions
and screaming and begging in God’s name to be let
in. A number of bluejackets were stationed in both
the girls’ school and the Y. W. C. A., and if any of
them chance to read these lines they will confirm
the statement that the conduct of the American women
teachers connected with the American institutions
in and about Smyrna was without exception,
above praise. There was not one who showed the
least indication of fear or nervousness under the
most trying circumstances; not one who flinched or
wabbled for an instant throughout a situation which
had scarcely a parallel in the history of the world
for hideousness and danger. They endured fatigue
almost beyond human endurance, that they might do
all in their power to save their charges and give
comfort and courage to the frightened hunted
creatures who had thrown themselves on their protection.
Such women as these throw imperishable
luster on the name of American womanhood. Since
none of them gave up or showed the white feather,
we may conclude that they were worthy representatives
of a worthy sisterhood—the American
Woman. For the men nothing need be said, for
American men are expected to come up to the mark.
I was proud of my whole colony at Smyrna.
Mention should be made of Jacobs, director of
the Y. M. C. A. He was and is still, doubtless, famous
for a genial smile which he himself calls the
“Y. M. C. A. smile.” Proceeding along the quay on
an errand of mercy in connection with the refugees,
he was stopped by several Turkish soldiers, searched
and robbed of a sum of money. Continuing his
route, he hailed a Turkish officer to whom he complained.
The officer asked him:
“Did they take it all?”
“Fortunately, no,” replied Jacobs.
“Well then,” said the officer, “hand over what
you have left,” which Jacobs was compelled to do.
As he left he was shot at, but fortunately not hit.
This incident I did not see, but it was related to me
by other Americans.
The Turks were now making a thorough and
systematic job of killing Armenian men. The
squads of soldiers which had given the inhabitants
a certain amount of comfort, inspiring the belief
that the regular army was beginning to function and
would protect the citizens, were chiefly engaged in
hunting down and killing Armenians. Some were
dispatched on the spot while others were led out into
the country in squads and shot, the bodies being
left in piles where they fell. The Americans belonging
to the various charitable institutions whose
duties took them into the interior of the town, reported
an increasing number of dead and dying in
the streets.
A native-born American reported that he had
seen a man beaten to death with clubs by the Turks,
“till there was not a whole bone left in his body.”
The unwillingness of all the eye-witnesses to say
anything that might offend the Turks and thus compromise
their interests, shows how difficult it has
been to get the full extent of the hideous and shameful
truth.
Another native-born American, representative of
a well-known tobacco firm, came white and trembling
into the Consulate and reported that he had
seen a terrible sight, “just around the corner.” A
number of Turkish soldiers had stopped an old man
and commenced talking to him. The old man had
thrown up his hands, the fingers spread in an attitude
of supplication, whereupon one of the soldiers
had split his hands with a sword, cut off his wrists
and hewn him down.
The loot was now being driven out of the bazaars
and the Armenian quarter by the cartload, and
cartloads of corpses, as of beef or sheep, were being
sent into the country.
The following is found in my memoranda dated
September 12, 1922: “A party of Americans saw
nine cartloads of dead bodies being carried off in
the neighborhood of the Konak (Turkish government
house) and another party saw three such cartloads
in the neighborhood of the Point Station.”
Captain Hepburn, one of the naval officers,
counted thirty-five dead bodies on the road leading
to Paradise, a small village near Smyrna, where the
American International College is situated.
At Boudja, another village, largely inhabited by
English and other foreigners, there was a well-known
and wealthy Dutch family by the name of
De Jong. It was reported that Mr. and Mrs. De
Jong had been murdered by Turkish soldiers. Concerning
this affair, the following details were furnished
me by Mr. Francis Blackler, one of the prominent
members of the American community at
Smyrna, head of the well-known firm of Griffith
and Company, that does an extensive business with
America. Mr. Blackler may be mentioned as
neither he nor his wife, a lady of exceptional culture
and refinement, has any idea of returning to
Smyrna, at least under present conditions.
“I believe I was the first,” he said, “to find
and recognize the bodies of the De Jongs. I was
passing along the street after the Turkish cavalry
had passed through and I saw two bodies lying on
the road. I stooped down and looked and immediately
exclaimed, ‘Why, that’s Mr. De Jong!’ Glancing
at the other, I saw that it was Mrs. De Jong.
The bodies were perforated with bullet holes. I
notified the relatives and we took them away and
buried them.”
About this time, Sir Harry Lamb, the distinguished
and able British consul-general, came to me
and asked if I could send two automobiles to Bournabat
to get Doctor Murphy and the women of his
family. Besides my own car, there were quite a
number of autos at my disposal, as the Americans
of Smyrna owned many, practically all of which
they had put at the disposition of the Consulate and
the Relief Organization.
Doctor Murphy was a retired army surgeon who
had been in the British Indian service. He was
living with his two daughters on pension at Bournabat,
an aged man with a high record. Sir Harry
related that Turks had entered the Murphy home
and told the doctor not to be frightened, as they
meant harm to no one. They had simply come to
violate the women. His daughters, fortunately,
had hidden themselves in a room up-stairs, but the
eyes of the Turks fell upon a young and pretty servant.
They attempted to seize her, when she fell on
her knees and threw her arms about the legs of the
aged doctor and begged him to save her. The old
hero tried to protect the girl in so far as his feeble
strength would allow, but he was beaten over the
head with muskets, kicked, and the girl torn from
him by the Turks. They then proceeded to accomplish
their foul purpose. Sir Harry added that the
doctor was in a desperate state and the women
nearly dying from fright. The automobiles were
sent and the Murphys brought down. The doctor
died of his injuries.
The Archbishop Chrysostom came to the Consulate
but a short time before his death, together
with the Armenian Archbishop. Chrysostom was
dressed in black. His face was pale. This is the
last time that I saw this venerable and eloquent
man alive. He was a constant friend of Americans
and American institutions and used all his influence
with the clergy and the government in favor of the
support of our schools, our Y. W. C. A. and
Y. M. C. A. It is doubtful if there is any member
of our foreign missionary, educational and philanthropic
institutions who will dispute this statement.
He frequented them all and often addressed
their members.
As he sat there in the consular office, the shadow
of his approaching death lay upon his features.
Some who read these lines—some few, perhaps—will
understand what is meant. At least twice in
my life I have seen that shadow upon a human
visage and have known that the person was soon to
die.
Monseigneur Chrysostom believed in the union
of Christian churches, in a united effort in the cause
of Christ and the better education of the Eastern
clergy. Neither he nor the Armenian bishop spoke
to me of their own danger, but they asked me if
nothing could be done to save the inhabitants of
Smyrna.
The tales vary as to the manner of Chrysostom’s
death, but the evidence is conclusive that he met his
end at the hands of the Ottoman populace. A
Turkish officer and two soldiers went to the offices
of the cathedral and took him to Nureddin Pasha,
the Turkish commander-in-chief, who is said to have
adopted the medieval plan of turning him over to
the fanatical mob to work its will upon him. There
is not sufficient proof of the veracity of this statement,
but it is certain that he was killed by the mob.
He was spit upon, his beard torn out by the roots,
beaten, stabbed to death and then dragged about
the streets.
His only sin was that he was a patriotic and
eloquent Greek who believed in the expansion of his
race and worked to that end. He was offered a
refuge in the French Consulate and an escort by
French Marines, but he refused, saying that it was
his duty to remain with his flock. He said to me:
“I am a shepherd and must stay with my flock.”
He died a martyr and deserves the highest honors
in the bestowal of the Greek church and government.
He merits the respect of all men and women
to whom courage in the face of horrible death
makes an appeal.
Polycarp, the patron saint of Smyrna, was
burned to death in the stadium overlooking the
town. The Turk roams over the land of the Seven
Cities and there is none to say him nay, but the last
scene in the final extinction of Christianity was
glorified by the heroic death of the last Christian
bishop.
Looking from the door of the Consulate, I saw a
number of miserable refugees with their children,
bundles and sick, being herded toward the quay by
several Turkish soldiers. One gray-haired old woman
was stumbling along behind, so weak that she
could not keep up, and a Turkish soldier was
prodding her in the back with the butt of his musket.
At last he struck her such a violent blow between
the shoulder-blades that she fell sprawling upon her
face on the stony street.
Another old woman came screaming to me, crazy
with grief, crying, “My boy! My boy!” The front
of her dress was covered with blood. She did not
say what had happened to her boy, but the copious
blood told its own story.
Smyrna burning, with populace on quay.
Mrs. Cass Arthur Reed, wife of the dean of the
American College at Paradise, near Smyrna, thus
describes the stripping and beating of her father,
the venerable president, as also of Sergeant Crocker,
an American navy officer:
“On September 11, 1922, American Marines who
were on the lookout from the roof of the college
notified their chief that the American settlement
house, belonging to the college, was being looted by
the Turkish soldiers. So the chief and father rode
over to the settlement house in the college car, carrying
the American flag. They informed the men
that this was American property they were looting
and asked why they were doing it? Father explained
it was a community house and served the
Turks as well as Christians in its work. They
seized both men and stripped them of their clothes,
valuables and money, shoes and stockings, and beat
them both with a club five feet long and three inches
in diameter. Sergeant Crocker was the officer
who was beaten. He took the club over to the
college afterward. Before he was stripped of his
clothes he, of his own accord, took off his revolver
and showed the Turkish soldiers that he did not
mean to hurt them. They beat both men severely
and separated them so they could not stand together.
They beat them with the butt end of their rifles and
with this big club I have mentioned. Then they
demanded of Doctor MacLachlan that he hand over
the Marines guarding his college. He said he was
not a military man and had no control over the
Marines, who had been sent by the American Government
to protect the American property and the
refugees in it.
“They hit him on the head, limbs, crushed the
big toe of his right foot, all the time lunging at him
to run, which he refused to do knowing they would
put bullets in his back if he did. What he considered
saved his life was that he kept calm through the
whole procedure, saying they could kill him if they
wished but he wanted to explain why he was there
and why he wanted them to stop robbing the American
property. One man lunged at him with a bayonet,
and father put out his hand to grasp it and
cut his palm. When the soldier drew back to get
another lunge at him, the bayonet remained in
father’s hand. He was naked all this time. Then
they lamed his left foot, breaking the tendons in the
back of his knee so that he fell to the ground. He
endeavored throughout the whole thing to keep his
feet and he saved the blows on his head by putting
up his arms. Several times they stood him up a
few yards away and threatened to blaze at him.
“During this time, one of the Turkish students,
who had seen the thing from the college, ran over.
While the guns were pointed at father, he threw himself
on the butt ends of the rifles and beseeched the
men not to kill him, that he was a good man. They
then accused this student of being an infidel and he
swore that he was a true Moslem and he was wearing
Khemal’s picture on his arm and also wearing
a fez. Sergeant Crocker had given the order to his
men on the roof of the college not to fire or use
their machine guns. Two of the Marines chased
over to help when they saw what was going on.
Sergeant Crocker ordered them to retreat in order
to save Doctor MacLachlan’s and his own life. The
Turks placed Doctor MacLachlan up against a wall
and were about to shoot him when, at the very
moment, a young Turkish officer appeared on horseback
and ordered them to desist.”
They obeyed immediately and went away, proving
by their immediate obedience that they were regular
troops under good discipline.
The following details concerning the attack on
President MacLachlan and Sergeant Crocker were
furnished me by another eye-witness of the scene:
“When the bluejackets in the main building saw
the predicament of their chief and that he was in
danger of being ill-treated, they ran to his rescue.
Sergeant Crocker spreading his arms motioned
them backward, saying: ‘Retire! Retire! Don’t
shoot! Retire!’
“This they did, and after they had covered some
distance in this manner, he gave the order: ‘Wheel
and run!’
“They obeyed, whereupon the Turkish soldiers
opened up a lively fusillade on the running Marines,
and their rifle fire was so rapid and continual that
it reminded me of a machine gun. Fortunately
none of the Americans was hurt.”
The following looting of American property occurred
at Paradise, as described to me by an American
lady connected with the college:
“In September, 1922, every American house at
Paradise had an American flag, back and front, and
all have been broken into except two.
“Lately, while the chief of the Turkish army,
who had billeted himself at the president’s house,
was eating there with his band playing on the campus,
the Turks looted the dean’s house, right on the
same campus.”
Meanwhile, in the city of Smyrna itself, the hunting
and killing of Armenian men, either by hacking
or clubbing or driving out in squads into the country
and shooting, caused an unimaginable panic. There
was no help anywhere in sight. The battle-ships of
the Great Powers, including America, could not interfere
for various reasons and there were instances
of persons who had reached them being sent back
to the shore.
This man hunt was now being participated in by
squads of the Turkish army. Armenians soon disappeared
from the streets, either through death or
concealment. The proclamation had been issued
that any one concealing an Armenian in his house
would be brought before the court-martial—a justly
dreaded tribunal. One instance will show what
terror this edict inspired in the hearts of all—even
foreign subjects:
A prominent Dutch subject related the following
incident, which he witnessed from the deck of his
small private yacht:
“Over by Cordelio (a suburb of Smyrna), I saw
a young couple wade out into the sea. They were
a respectable, attractive pair and the man was carrying
in his arms a small child. As they waded deeper
and deeper into the water, till it came nearly up
to their shoulders, I suddenly realized that they
were going to drown themselves. I therefore
pushed out to them in a boat and with the promise
that I would do what I could to save them, managed
to get them to shore. They explained that they
were Armenians, and knowing that the man would
certainly be killed and the wife, who was young and
pretty, either outraged or taken into a harem and
their baby left to die, they had determined to drown
themselves together. I took them to several places
and tried to get them in, but without success. I
finally conducted them to a large school whose
building and garden were full of people, rang the
bell, and, when a sister came to the door explained
the situation to her. When she heard that they
were Armenians, she shut the door. I went away
leaving them sitting on the steps of the school.”
And there we shall leave them with the hope that
in some miraculous way they were saved, which is
not probable.
This incident is not related to throw discredit
on the personnel of the foreign school. They
thought that if they took in an Armenian couple,
they might endanger the safety of the hundreds of
people whom they were protecting, most, if not all
of whom were of their own religion and therefore
their especial charges.
As the Armenians had all disappeared from the
streets, it was supposed that the men who had escaped
had taken refuge in their own quarter, a well-built,
Europeanized section of the town, within
well-defined limits. Before proceeding to what
happened next, it should be explained that the soldiers
were helped in picking out Armenians in the
streets by native spies, who accompanied them and
pointed out victims. I could not recognize the nationality
of those foul and slimy reptiles, the spies.
I was told by some that they were Jews, but I have
no proof to substantiate the statement. Of course
many of the informers were Turks, and it is possible
that they were all of that race, as they would
naturally aid their own troops.
When Armenian hunting became too poor in the
streets of Smyrna, their precinct was closed to all
except Turks by soldiers stationed at the street entrances,
after which the sack and massacre were conducted
methodically. I did not myself attempt to
enter the Armenian section, but I was repeatedly informed
by those with whom I was in contact that
ingress was not permitted. Americans who saw into
the quarter from their windows, stated that there
was not a house that escaped, so far as could be
seen. All were broken into, looted, the furniture
smashed and thrown into the streets. What happened
to the inhabitants can easily be left to the
imagination. It is easy to form a mental picture of
those families, cowering in their homes, with their
wives, their daughters and their babes, waiting for
the crash of a rifle butt on their doors.
CHAPTER XVII WHERE AND WHEN THE FIRES WERE LIGHTED
It was after this complete gutting of the Armenian
portion of the town that the Turkish soldiers
applied the torch to numerous houses simultaneously.
As has already been mentioned, they chose a
moment when a strong wind was blowing directly
away from the Mohammedan settlement. They
started the conflagration directly behind the Intercollegiate
Institute, one of the oldest and most thorough
American schools in Turkey, in such a way
that the building would be sure to fall an early prey
to the flames. The pupils of that school have always
been largely Armenian girls, and its buildings
were, at that time, crowded with refugees. Miss
Minnie Mills, its dean, a brave, competent and admirable
lady, saw Turkish soldiers go into various
Armenian houses with petroleum tins and in each
instance after they came out, flames burst forth. In
a conversation held with me on the thirtieth of
January, 1925, on the occasion of the Missionary
Convention that took place in the City of Washington,
Miss Mills confirmed the above statements and
added the following details:
“I could plainly see the Turks carrying the tins
of petroleum into the houses, from which, in each
instance, fire burst forth immediately afterward.
There was not an Armenian in sight, the only persons
visible being Turkish soldiers of the regular
army in smart uniforms.”
On the same occasion Mrs. King Birge, wife of
an American missionary to Turkey, made the following
statement:
“I went up into the tower of the American College
at Paradise, and, with a pair of field-glasses,
could plainly see Turkish soldiers setting fire to
houses. I could see Turks lurking in the fields,
shooting at Christians. When I drove down to
Smyrna from Paradise to Athens, there were dead
bodies all along the road.”
During the same conversation Miss Mills told me
of a great throng of Christians crowded into a
street the head of which was guarded by Turkish
soldiers. The flames were approaching and the
soldiers were forcing these people to go into the
houses. An American automobile passed and the
poor wretches stretched out their hands, crying:
“Save us! The Turks are going to burn us alive.”
Nothing could be done, of course, and the car passed
on. Later two Catholic priests came up and said to
the Turks, “This is a fiendish thing you are doing,”
and they allowed an old woman to come out of one
of the houses.
It will be seen that the situation was such that
only the Turks were in position to light the
flames. Now we have the testimony of eye-witnesses
of the highest credibility who actually saw
them commit the act. I remember on various occasions
in the past talking with Miss Mills concerning
Turkish atrocities which were continually occurring
and the missionary policy of remaining
silent for fear of endangering the lives of colleagues
working in the interior of Asia Minor. “I believe,”
said she, “that the time for that policy has passed
and not even regard for the safety of our workers
should prevent us from telling the truth.” She was
right, of course, for a full understanding of what
has been going on in Turkey by the civilized world
might have caused such a development of Christian
sentiment as might have led to the taking of measures
to prevent the wholesale horrors that have been
perpetrated.
The following extract from a letter written by a
lady connected with the American missions in Turkey
has recently fallen into my hands. It is dated
September 21, 1922, and was sent to a friend in the
United States:
“Our Murray house across the street was locked
up and protected only by an American flag hung
from an upper window, but we had several Marines
from the American destroyers with us who behaved
splendidly all through and were a great comfort to
us. Of course we had many trying things during the
time we were there together, from Saturday, September
ninth, until Wednesday, thirteenth, when we
left, because the place was on fire. Most of
the people who had fled to us for refuge behaved
wonderfully patiently under the lack of bread and
many difficulties. We had eighty small babies and
one born there. We organized a hospital, etc., and
had gotten the commissariat running with the difficulty
overcome, as we supposed, of lack of bread.
“All ovens in the Christian quarters, where we
were, at least, and probably everywhere, had been
ordered closed from Sunday until Wednesday, when
the city burned. It looks now to me like a definite
attempt to starve the population out.
“The Red Cross insisted on ovens being opened
for them and the people were then burned out.
“The looting and murder went on steadily under
our eyes—a murdered man lay before our Murray
house door for days, under the American flag, his
blood spattered over our steps, etc. There were
dead and dying every where. The silence of death
finally reigned over us and was broken during the
last three days only by the fierce Chetas breaking
in doors of houses, shooting the poor cowering inhabitants,
looting, etc., and at night the howling of
homeless dogs and the feet of wandering horses
clanging over the rough stones of the street. After
the third day of the occupation of Khemal’s army,
fires began to break out in the Christian quarter of
the city. Miss Mills and some of our teachers saw
soldiers preparing fires. I myself saw a Cheta
carrying a load of firewood on his back up an alley,
from which later on the fire that caught our building
came.
“It is quite clear in my mind that there was a
definite plan to burn out the Christian quarter after
it had been looted. The time for starting the great
fire was when the wind was blowing away from the
Turkish quarter. I remarked when the fires began:
‘I am sure the Turkish authorities will say one of
two things, either that the retreating Greek army
set the city on fire, or the Armenians.’ Exactly
this has been published in Italian and French
papers. Do not believe a word of it! We were in
the Christian quarter where the fires began. Almost
all Armenians except those we were sheltering had
been looted and killed a day or two—even longer—before
any fires began. The Greek soldiers had
passed quietly through the suburbs about three or
four days before.
“The whole city had been completely under military
control since Saturday afternoon and the fires
began on Wednesday which finally destroyed the
city. The Turks, Chetas or regulars, or both,
burned the city to dispose of the dead after having
carried away their loot.”
The writer of this letter is neither Armenian
nor Greek and is a person of the highest repute. I
do not agree with the reason stated in it for the
burning of Smyrna.
The torch was applied to that ill-fated city and
it was all systematically burned by the soldiers of
Mustapha Khemal in order to exterminate Christianity
in Asia Minor and to render it impossible for
the Christians to return.
By the time the Turkish soldiers had set fire to
Smyrna, September 13, 1922, I had succeeded in
getting hold of practically all of my colony (about
three hundred in number) most of them naturalized
citizens. These, together with their families and
relatives were huddled in the Theatre de Smyrne,
on the quay, owned by a naturalized American citizen.
Just across the road was the harbor where the
American cruiser, the Simpson, was moored, ready
to take them off. There was a guard of bluejackets
with a machine-gun inside the theater.
Soon after the conflagration took on serious proportions,
I went up on the terrace of the Consulate
to look. The spectacle was one of vast dark clouds
of smoke, arising from a wide area, for the fire had
been started simultaneously in many places.
As it was evident that the time was fast approaching
when it would be necessary to evacuate
the colony, I was kept very busy during those few
remaining lurid hours in signing passes for such as
were entitled to American protection and transportation
to Piræus.
The flames consumed the Armenian quarter with
such appalling rapidity as to make it certain that
the Turks were augmenting them with inflammable
fluids. Bluejackets sent to the scene reported that
they saw Turkish soldiers throwing rags soaked in
petroleum into Armenian houses.
The buildings of Smyrna were much more inflammable
than they appeared at a casual glance.
The city had suffered in times past from earthquakes
and the stone and plaster walls contained a
skeleton of wooden beams and timbers to prevent
their being easily shaken down. When a wall became
very hot from a contiguous fire these wooden
timbers caught inside the plaster and the masonry
crumbled. As the conflagration spread and swept
on down toward the quay where were the beautiful
and well-built offices and warehouses of the great
foreign merchants and the residences of the rich
Levantines, Greeks and Armenians, the people
poured in a rapidly increasing flood to the water-front,
old, young, women, children, sick and well.
Those who were unable to walk were carried on
stretchers, or on the shoulders of relatives.
The aged Doctor Arghyropolos, long a well-known
figure on the streets of Smyrna, being ill,
was brought down on a stretcher to the quay where
he died.
The last Miltonic touch was now added to a
scene of vast, unparalleled horror and human suffering.
These thousands were crowded on a narrow
street between the burning city and the deep
waters of the bay.
The question has been frequently asked, “What
efforts were made to put out the fire at Smyrna?”
I did not see any such efforts. If the Turks did anything
along this line it was merely the sporadic attempt
of some petty officer who had not been informed.
What measures they took for saving the
American consular building have already been
described.
Great clouds of smoke were by this time beginning
to pour down upon the Consulate. The
crowd in the street before this building, as well as
that upon the quay, was now so dense that the commanding
naval officer told me that in ten minutes
more I should not be able to get through. The hour
had struck for me to evacuate my colony, to find
some refuge for it in a Christian country, and to
find means for its temporary sustenance.
I was profoundly stirred by the plight of these
people and was determined that they should get the
kindest, most generous and patient treatment possible.
I therefore loaded a few trunks into a waiting
automobile, as well as a few bundles of my fine
collection of rugs, which fortunately were lying
packed up, waiting to be taken out of their casings
for winter use, grabbed whatever was dearest to me
that happened to be in sight, and with my wife and
a Greek servant started for the quay and the waiting
destroyer.
The naval officers and men acted with the greatest
efficiency and both myself and wife were treated
with extreme courtesy. In the somewhat difficult
task of getting us through the frantic crowds
and on to the launch, the young native-born Americans
were also cool-headed and capable. There was
great danger of the launch being rushed and
swamped by the desperate, terrified people swarming
the wharf. One frightened man who jumped
into it was thrown into the sea by a young American.
He was promptly fished out again and went
away ashamed and very wet. It was this incident,
happening at a psychological moment, and the determined
guard kept by bluejackets and a few native-born
Americans which enabled us to embark and
get away.
The last view of the ill-fated town by daylight
was one of vast enveloping clouds rolling up to
heaven, a narrow water-front covered with a great
throng of people—an ever-increasing throng, with
the fire behind and the sea before, and a powerful
fleet of inter-allied battle-ships, among which were
two American destroyers, moored a short distance
from the quay and looking on.
As the destroyer moved away from the fearful
scene and darkness descended, the flames, raging
now over a vast area, grew brighter and brighter,
presenting a scene of awful and sinister beauty.
Historians and archeologists have declared that
they know of but one event in the annals of the
world which can equal in savagery, extent and all
the elements of horror, cruelty and human suffering,
the destruction of Smyrna and its Christian
population by the Turks, and this was the demolition
of Carthage by the Romans.
Certainly at Smyrna, nothing was lacking in the
way of atrocity, lust, cruelty and all that fury of
human passion which, given their full play, degrade
the human race to a level lower than the vilest and
cruelest of beasts. For during all this diabolical
drama the Turks robbed and raped. Even the raping
can be understood as an impulse of nature, irresistible
perhaps, when passions are running wild
among a people of low mentality and less civilization,
but the repeated robbing of women and girls
can be attributed neither to religious frenzy nor to
animal passions. One of the keenest impressions
which I brought away with me from Smyrna was a
feeling of shame that I belonged to the human race.
At the destruction of Smyrna there was one feature
for which Carthage presents no parallel. There
was no fleet of Christian battle-ships at Carthage
looking on at a situation for which their governments
were responsible. There were no American
cruisers at Carthage.
The Turks were glutting freely their racial and
religious lust for slaughter, rape and plunder within
a stone’s throw of the Allied and American battle-ships
because they had been systematically led to
believe that they would not be interfered with. A
united order from the commanders or from any
two of them—one harmless shell thrown across the
Turkish quarter—would have brought the Turks to
their senses.
And this, the presence of those battle-ships in
Smyrna harbor, in the year of our Lord 1922, impotently
watching the last great scene in the tragedy
of the Christians of Turkey, was the saddest and
most significant feature of the whole picture.
CHAPTER XVIII THE ARRIVAL AT ATHENS
The destroyer reached Piræus very early in
the morning, and I obtained, after some negotiations,
permission from the authorities to land my
colony. I was soon convinced that I had made no
mistake in undertaking this task myself.
I herded my refugees temporarily in the compound
of the custom-house, and immediately appointed
a committee of the most capable to attend
to the details of obtaining provisions, etc., and to
distribute among the families the necessary sums
for their daily needs from a small amount which
had been provided at Smyrna for immediate necessities
by the representatives of the Near East Relief.
I then set about finding lodgings for my people and
telegraphed to Washington an account of the situation
and asked for funds. I found Piræus, as
well as Athens, already crowded to saturation with
refugees from Turkey. It soon became apparent
that it would be next to impossible to find lodgings
for these new arrivals. After running about frantically
all day, toward evening I obtained permission
to make use of a large steamer that was undergoing
repairs in the harbor.
My appeal to Washington for financial help
brought an immediate telegraphic order for two
thousand dollars, and about two weeks later, Consul
Oscar Heizer arrived from Constantinople with
ample funds. A small room in the basement of the
American Consulate at Athens was accorded to the
personnel of the Smyrna office. This was crowded
all day with refugees and their innumerable relatives.
It was necessary to study carefully the case of
each and determine to what extent he was entitled
to relief from the American Government, a matter
rendered doubly difficult by the lack of essential
records. The painfulness of the task was augmented
by the fact that while American citizens
could be repatriated, many of those dependent on
them could not be sent to the United States.
The consular officials were obliged, therefore,
actually to engage in the gruesome business of tearing
families apart, even to the extent of separating
aged parents from children, and to act as the agents
of an uncompromising system which was not rising
to the emergency. A more pleasant feature of the
task was that of helping in the reuniting at Athens
of scattered families and in obtaining news of missing
relatives. This work, begun by me, was developed
into an efficient system later by the Athens
Red Cross.
Other scenes of Smyrna in flames.
It was very painful to me to be thrown into daily
contact with the beggared inhabitants of Asia Minor,
whom I had known such a short time before as self-supporting
and prosperous. I remember with peculiar
distinctness the old guide of my hunting expeditions,
an industrious small farmer from the
village of Develikeuy. Many an unforgettable day
have I spent in the pine woods with him, shooting
woodcock and hare and swapping Greek and American
hunting yarns in his native tongue. The day
before I left Athens, I met him wandering about the
streets in a dazed condition. He told me that his
beautiful and intelligent young daughter, who was
soon to have been married, had disappeared; he
feared that she had suffered a fate worse than
death.
Mr. Heizer, on taking over the work, asked me
the peculiar feature of the job. I knew he was a
very competent man, as he had done most of the
work of the Constantinople Consulate for years, so
I replied, “The quality most needed in this task is
a human heart and not to try too much to repress its
promptings.”
From his reply I understood that he was aware
of this requisite and agreed with me. I therefore
left my people with him without apprehension and
sailed to the United States on leave granted me by
the department.
CHAPTER XIX ADDED DETAILS LEARNED AFTER THE TRAGEDY
At Athens, at Paris, and later in the United
States, I met various eye-witnesses of the great disaster
who related to me things that they had seen.
I have made notes of the testimony of several of
these persons, carefully excluding all such as were
Greek or Armenian, not with the feeling that statements
made by such would necessarily be unreliable,
but rather that it might be impugned as prejudiced.
American relief workers, standing on the deck of
a ship which left Smyrna soon after the Simpson,
related that they saw a man throw himself into the
sea and swim toward the vessel. A Turkish soldier
raised his rifle, took aim and blew the man’s head
off. Another American, in relating the same incident
to me, added the detail that the Turk pointed
his rifle over the shoulder of a British Marine.
Teachers and others of the American Girls’ school
told me that they saw a lady who resided in the
house directly across the street standing in the road
surrounded by Turkish soldiers, who were robbing
her and tearing the rings from her fingers. When
they finished, one of them stepped back and cut one
of her hands off with his sword. The lady was
never seen again and doubtless died as the result of
her injuries.
The story has frequently been told by Americans
and others who were at Smyrna that a crowd of
residents, men, women and children, had gathered
on a lighter lying in the harbor but a short distance
from the pier, with the hope that some Entente or
American launch would tow them to a ship and save
them. The Turks threw petroleum on them and
burned them all to death. A confirmation of this
dreadful story was furnished me by Miss Emily
McCallam, directress of the Intercollegiate Institute
of Smyrna. She arrived in that ill-fated city on
the morning of September 14, 1922, after the fire
set by the Turks had been raging all night, and saw a
number of charred bodies floating in the harbor,
which she was informed were the corpses of the
people cremated on the lighter.
A prominent Dutch merchant of Smyrna, who
had taken refuge on his yacht during the fire, related
to me at Athens that all through the night of
the dreadful thirteenth he heard fearful screams
from the shore, ending suddenly in a queer watery
gurgle. He learned the next morning that a lot of
throats had been cut.
A book of great human interest could be written
by any one who cared to interview the refugees and
set down the stories he would thus hear of hair-breadth
escapes and the desperate and ingenious expedients
resorted to. One wealthy woman with a
large family of small children saved them all in the
crush and panic by tying a long rope around their
waists, the other end of which she attached to her
own. A lady living at Vourla, a large town near
Smyrna, saved her beautiful daughter by skilfully
disguising her as a bent and ugly crone. A woman
in the United States, an American citizen, wrote me
that her baby girl, four years old, whom she had left
in Smyrna with grandparents, had turned up in one
of the islands. During the massacre this little tot
had crept into an open grave where she lay as still
as a mouse for many hours, until she heard people
speaking English, when she made herself known and
was rescued by friendly hands.
There are horrible tales told of the burning of
the sick in the hospitals and of children in the
schools. The pupils in the American schools and
institutions were practically all saved, as also the
orphans entrusted to our care.
Just before I left the city the Greek high-commissioner
turned over to me a considerable sum
of money belonging to an orphan asylum which he
had founded at Boudja, a suburb of Smyrna, and
asked me to take charge of the institution and the
children in it. I did so and organized an American
committee to carry on the work. The children were
all saved and got away to Saloniki, owing largely to
the heroism of Mr. Murman, a young American.
There is no doubt, however, that many Greek children,
attendants of the schools in the center of the
burned area, perished in the flames, and that numerous
sick lost their lives in the same way. What
the number was can not be determined, but in view
of the rapidity of the spread of the fire, any safe
evacuation of the hospitals was evidently impossible.
Wholesale violation of women and girls was one
of the outstanding features of the Smyrna horror.
It is necessary to mention this disgusting subject,
though not to dwell upon it; it can not be possible
that the Christian people of America for material
advantages will be in sympathy with a policy of
coddling a race that specializes in such conduct. On
this point a letter is submitted by Doctor M. C.
Elliott, a noted and native-born American physician
who for several years was engaged in hospital work
in the Near East. Doctor Elliott’s testimony that
she has never yet seen a Mussulman woman who had
been violated is significant and, incidentally, is high
tribute to the Greek soldier. It will be seen, also,
that Turks confine their lustful orgies to Christian
girls. Here is Doctor Elliott’s letter:
AMERICAN WOMEN’S HOSPITALS
NEAR EAST BRANCH
GREEK UNIT
Athens, Greece, June 2, 1923.
Consul-General George Horton,
American Legation,
Athens, Greece,
My dear Mr. Horton:
How true Gladstone’s famous statement was in
regard to the Turk’s character has been most amply
proved in the late Smyrna disaster.
My position as a woman physician makes me peculiarly
well placed to know about the treatment of
young girls by the Turks. In my four-year experience
in Turkey I think it is a rather remarkable
fact that I have yet to see the Turkish girl or woman
who has been ravished. As a marked contrast
to this I have seen hundreds of Christian girls who
have been in the hands of Turkish men. The late
Smyrna disaster was no exception to this and I can
justly come to the conclusion from what I have seen
with my own eyes that the ravishing of Christian
girls by Turks in Smyrna was wholesale. I have actually
examined dozens of such girls and have had
the story from them of the experiences of other girls
with them. By actual examination I have proved
that their story in regard to this was not exaggeration,
so I have no reason to believe that the statement
they made in regard to their companions was
not true.
The treatment of girls in Smyrna during the
late disaster of 1922 is unspeakable and I am willing
to go on record as an American physician and as
director of an organization doing a very large medical
work in Greece following the Smyrna disaster,
as having made this statement.
Sincerely,
(Signed) Doctor M. C. Elliott,
Director American Women’s Hospitals, Athens, Greece.
Among other witnesses of the Smyrna outrage
was an employee of the great firm of MacAndrews
and Forbes, of New York. Their offices at Smyrna
were in the fire-devastated area. This man saw
Turks throwing hand-grenades into buildings which
later caught fire.
A prominent Y. M. C. A. official, a native-born
American, related to me the following:
“I was standing with several others on the deck
of a ship, watching the fire, when I saw some persons
throwing some liquid against one of the large
buildings directly on the sea, and very soon the
building burst into bright flames. Turkish soldiers
were patroling up and down in front of the building
at the time and did not interfere.”
A well-known Y. M. C. A. worker informed me at
Athens that he saw women stabbed with bayonets
by Turks and the bodies of children who had been
thus stabbed. His progress through the town in
an automobile while on errands of mercy, was impeded
by corpses.
While I was in Washington during 1922 and
1923, I saw much of Doctor Esther Lovejoy, the well-known
woman physician of New York. Doctor Lovejoy
had arrived in Smyrna while the refugees were
still on the quay and the evacuation was going on.
She literally threw herself into the work of giving
medical aid to the sick and wounded, and especially
to women in childbirth. She described vividly to me
the robbing of the refugees by Turks, soldiers and
civilians—both on the water-front and at the moment
of their embarking. While our men were
helping these unfortunate people to get away, the
Turks were pawing them over, women and men,
searching through their clothes for any money or
valuables that they might have on them.
One of the most outrageous features of the Smyrna
horror was the carrying away of the men between
the ages of eighteen and forty-five. These were
inoffensive farmers and others, in nowise responsible
for the landing of the Hellenic army in Asia
Minor. They were the bread winners and their
forcible detention left the widows and orphans to
be supported by the so-called “Christian nations,”
especially the United States. It requires but little
imagination to picture the scene as it was described
to me by Doctor Lovejoy and others, who
told of children throwing their arms about the legs
of their fathers and shrieking for mercy, and of
wives clinging to husbands in a last despairing embrace;
and it takes less imagination to visualize the
manner in which these couples were torn asunder.
This last scene on the Smyrna quay reveals the
whole diabolical and methodically carried-out plan of
the Turks. The soldiers were allowed to glut their
lust for blood and plunder and rape by falling first
on the Armenians, butchering and burning them and
making free with their women and girls. But the
Greeks, for whom a deeper hatred existed, were reserved
for a slower and more leisurely death. The
few that have been coming back tell terrible tales.
Some were shot down or killed off in squads. All
were starved and thousands died of disease, fatigue
and exposure. Authentic reports of American relief
workers tell of small bands far inland that
started out thousands strong.
The Turks allege that they carried off the male
population of Smyrna and its hinterland to rebuild
the villages destroyed by the Greek army on its retreat.
This has a ring of justice and will appeal
to any American unacquainted with the actual circumstances.
The Greek peasants of Asia Minor
were Ottoman subjects, in nowise responsible for
the acts of the Hellenic government. Very few
enlisted voluntarily in its armies and they used
every influence and subterfuge imaginable to avoid
fighting. Had the Greeks of Asia Minor been a
stout warlike race and had they cooperated strongly
with the Greeks of the mainland they could have
kept the Turks at bay.
The object of Khemal, as we have seen, was one
of simple extermination. The reason alleged was
one of those shrewd subterfuges used by the Turks
to fool Europeans. But not all the unfortunates
carried away by the Turks were Greek men. Many
thousands of Christian women and girls still remain
in their hands to satisfy their lusts or to work as
slaves. A report submitted to the League of Nations
gives the number as “upward of fifty thousand,”
but this seems a very conservative estimate.
The United States should sign no treaty with Turkey
until these people are given up.
Mustapha Khemal made a stupendous blunder
when he burned Smyrna and maltreated its inhabitants.
Had he used them kindly, irrespective of
religion, they would all have rallied loyally around
him and he would have shown himself a really great
man. Moreover, such a move would have been a
splendid triumph for Mohammedanism.
CHAPTER XX HISTORIC IMPORTANCE OF THE DESTRUCTION OF SMYRNA
The destruction of Smyrna by the Turks was an
event of great significance in Church history. At
the time of the birth of the Prophet, about A. D. 570,
Christianity had covered, in addition to the area
known in general to-day as “Europe,” the ancient
province of Asia, extending as far east as the Caspian
Sea, a broad strip of Syria, and a wide belt of
North Africa clear across to the Atlantic Ocean.
In A. D. 30, according to Kurtz, historian of the
Christian Church, there were five hundred Christians
in the world; they had increased to five hundred
thousand by A. D. 100, and they numbered
thirty million in the year 311.
Asia Minor and Africa are famous in the history
of the Church as the habitat of many of the most
famous Christian fathers and martyrs, such as Polycarp
of Smyrna, Tertullian of Carthage, Clement of
Alexandria, Chrysostom of Antioch, Origen of
Tyre, Cyprian of Carthage and a host of others.
Saint Paul was born in Tarsus of Cilicia.
In the eighth century, Timotheus sent a band of
missionaries from Mesopotamia to convert the Tartars,
who went as far as the Caspian Sea, and even
penetrated into China, “planting and reviving in
those parts a knowledge of the gospel.” The Seven
Churches of Revelation were in Asia Minor, and the
fact that Smyrna was the last of these, and kept her
light burning until 1922, emphasizes the significance,
in Church history, of her destruction by the
Turks.
The object of the Emperor Constantine in founding
his capital was to build a distinctly Christian
city that should be the metropolis of Christendom.
Its splendors, its refinement, its art and culture,
its wealth, its power, its fame as a center of learning
and of piety are unforgettable even to-day. In
the presence of its gentlemen and great dames, the
knights and ladies of Western Europe were mere
boors and hoydens. Wrecked, plundered and mismanaged
by the Latin knights, a calamity from
which it never recovered, there was enough of its
culture left, when the Turks finally laid hands on it,
to scatter over Europe and regenerate the West.
The Renaissance, that wonderful awakening from
the darkness of the Middle Ages, was largely due to
the learning brought into Europe by the scholars of
Constantinople, fleeing from the Turk. Those
scholars had kept the light of the old classic culture
burning during all the years of European darkness
and ignorance.
If Constantinople could have been spared and
Christianity saved in the Near East, the results to
civilization would have been incalculable. What a
glorious city a Greek Constantinople would be to-day,
if it had always stayed Greek, with its long
traditions and its immense treasures of ancient
culture! Another and more beautiful Paris, bestriding
the Bosphorus, great in commerce, learning,
science and all the graces and influences of Christian
civilization.
Thus says Sir Edwin Pears, in his well-known
history:
“The New Rome of Constantine Augustus passed
under the power of a horde of Oriental adventurers,
Turanians by original descent, mongrels by polygamy.
This was the greatest victory ever won by
Asia in her debate with Europe. For many decades
thereafter there seemed at least a possibility that
the East might destroy all the fruit of Marathon.”
Quoting again from the same author:
“Under the rule of its new masters Constantinople
was destined to become the most degraded
capital in Europe, and became incapable of contributing
anything whatever of value to the history
of the human race. No art, no literature, no handicraft
even, nothing that the world would gladly keep,
has come since 1453 from the Queen City. Its capture,
so far as human eyes can see, has been for the
world a misfortune almost without any compensatory
advantage—poverty as the consequence of misgovernment
is the most conspicuous result of the
conquest affecting the subjects of the Empire.
Lands were allowed to go out of cultivation. Industries
were lost. Mines were forgotten. Trade
and commerce almost ceased to exist. Population
decreased. The wealthiest state in Europe became
the poorest; the most civilized the most barbarous.
The demoralization of the conquered people and of
their churches was not less disastrous than the injury
to their material interests. The Christians
lost heart. Their physical courage lessened.”
This description of the condition of Asia Minor
as the result of the capture of Constantinople continued
down to the ultimate complete destruction of
the Christians by the Turks. Nothing changed in the
nearly five centuries that have passed. The Turk
has not altered either in his character or his methods.
The scenes described by Pears as following
the taking of the Queen City, the massacres and
violation of women, were duplicated at Smyrna,
with the added horror of the sufferings of the
Christians on the quay.
After Constantinople, Smyrna, “Ghiaour Smyrna,”
became the last stronghold of Christianity and
Greek culture in the Near East. It had its great
and valuable libraries, its learned men, its famous
schools. The Greeks and Armenians could at any
time have attained safety by abjuring their faith.
Yet, though there have been apostates, they have, in
general, kept the faith and have suffered.
The only civilization that has existed in Turkey
since that black year, 1453, has been that supplied to
it by the Christian remnant of the old Byzantine
Empire. For that reason the work of the American
and other missionaries took on a great importance.
They went out originally to Turkey to convert Moslems.
They found that they could not do this, but
that their real mission was with the Christians, who
were eager to be uplifted and enlightened. The
recent rapid development of the latter in advanced
agriculture, industries, commerce, education, was
restoring Christianity in the Orient and reknitting
the wasted and torn fabric of the old Byzantine
Empire. To the great Christian Powers was given
a tardy and last opportunity of repairing the wrong
that was done the world when St. Sophia, the
Temple of the Eternal Wisdom, fell into the hand
of the Turk.
CHAPTER XXI NUMBER DONE TO DEATH
How many were massacred in Smyrna and its
dependent towns and villages? It is impossible to
make any estimate at all accurate, but the efforts to
minimize the number must at first glance fail of
credence.
Official statistics give the Armenian inhabitants
of Smyrna as twenty-five thousand and it is certain
that the larger part of the men of this community
were killed, besides many women and girls, also
numerous Greeks. A despatch to the London Daily
Chronicle of September 18, 1922, says: “The lowest
estimate of lives lost given by the refugees places
the total at one hundred and twenty thousand.”
Reuter’s Agency, in a despatch of the same date,
makes the following statement: “From none of the
accounts is it possible to give the exact figures of
the victims, but it is feared that in any case they
will be over one hundred thousand.”
Mr. Roy Treloar, newspaper correspondent,
wired as follows:[9] “Nureddin Pasha commenced
a systematic hunting down of Armenians, who were
gathered in batches of one hundred, taken to the
Konak and murdered.”
The London Times correspondent telegraphed:
“The killing was carried out systematically. Turkish
regulars and irregulars are described as rounding
up likely wealthy people in the streets and, after
stripping them, killing them in batches. Many
Christians who had taken refuge in the churches
were burned to death in the buildings which had
been set on fire.”
Mr. Otis Swift, correspondent of the Chicago
Tribune, visited the Greek islands on which refugees
had been dumped by the rescue steamers and saw
many of the victims of the tragedy, whose stories
and the nature of whose wounds bore additional
testimony to the ferocity of the Turks. Here is a
short quotation from Mr. Swift’s report:
“Hospitals of the Greek islands are crowded by
people who had been beaten and attacked by the
Turks. In a hospital at Chios I saw a child who
still lived, although shot through the face by a soldier
who had killed its father and violated its
mother. In the same hospital there was a family
of six orphan Armenians. A four-year-old baby of
this family had been beaten with rifle butts because
no money had been found sewn in its clothes.”
There is no doubt that many thousands of the
defenseless inhabitants of Smyrna and the surrounding
country were done to death by Turks.
Smyrna at the Height of the Fire.
To the number actually killed on the days of the
massacre must be added the deported Greeks who
perished, the people who died in the flames or were
killed by falling walls, those who expired on the
quay and those who have since succumbed from
want, injuries or grief. The extent of the catastrophe
can be realized from the magnitude of the
relief work that has been carried on ever since, and
from the immense sums which have been raised,
principally in America, for the maintenance of the
widows and orphans.
The following statement is from Mr. Charles V.
Vickery, Secretary of the Near East Relief, 151
Fifth Avenue, New York:
“In regard to the amount of money which has
been spent on relief, I would say that so far as the
Near East Relief is concerned the total of money and
supplies contributed by the American people has
amounted to approximately ninety-five million dollars.
So far as I know there are no available statistics
of the amounts spent by other countries. The
largest contributor has of course been Great Britain,
but we do not have any figures here in our office.
“In answer to your second inquiry as to how
much is still necessary, would say that it is extremely
difficult to make an answer that would be reliable
as there are so many uncertain factors in the problem,
as you know only too well. So far as the Near
East Relief is concerned, our program should very
rapidly diminish after another year or two and the
Executive Committee has definitely adopted a resolution
to the effect that there shall be some sort of
coordination or amalgamation of Near East agencies
at the end of five years or sooner if practicable.
This resolution was adopted approximately nine
months ago.
“Near East Relief will need around four million
dollars a year for the next two years if present indications
are reliable.”
One of the most important reports connected
with the fire is that of the Reverend Charles Dobson,
British chaplain of Smyrna, and a committee of
prominent Englishmen, all inhabitants of the district,
including the British chaplains of Bournabat
and Boudja. This report throws the responsibility
of the fire upon the Turks, “whose fanatic elements,
fed by the license of three-days’ looting, fired the
city in the hope of driving out the non-Moslem and
non-Jewish elements.” Such a report from such a
source, leaves no doubt as to the fact that Smyrna
was burned by Turks, although these gentlemen do
not take into account the circumstance that the town
was in complete control of Khemalist troops at the
time and that regular soldiers of the Turkish army,
in uniform, were seen by abundant witnesses to set
the fires. It is pertinent in this connection in that
it relates incidents of greater ferocity than I have
yet given, but which I refrain from quoting.[10]
CHAPTER XXII EFFICIENCY OF OUR NAVY IN SAVING LIVES
The following radio messages were received by
me on the evening of September thirteenth, while at
sea, en route to Athens, and after:
Litchfield
9-13-22.
Simpson
0113 fire has almost reached Consulate. Consulate
has escaped with practically all official matter
of value. A large number of other Americans
have been taken on board and now being taken on
board but have no complete muster as yet. Entire
population on water front have placed many orphans
and employees of American benevolent associations
on Winona with request but not order to
evacuate them to Athens promising your assistance
in matter of their landing, 2220 Litchfield Capt.
9-14-22.
Simpson
For Horton. Winona leaving 4 P. M. to-day for
Piræus with three hundred and fifty refugees directed
to report to you for instructions about evacuation.
Simpson awaits arrival Winona due about 9
A. M. Friday signed Hepburn—1130 Capt. (file)
Simpson rdo
9-15-22 0800
Direct for Horton. 0114 ref my 0114 dash 1136
Winona will have about 1000 refugees destroyer
Odsall left 7 A. M. for Salonica with 600 all she could
carry. Please announce and assist evacuation if
possible Hepburn 1900—
Simpson rdo
9-15-22.
7 A. M. date 848
S. S. Winona
Consul-General Horton, U. S. S. Simpson—Winona
arrives 11 A. M. to-day with refugees. Please
arrange to expedite debarkation. Short of provisions—Walter
Master.
Simpson rdo
9-15-22.
Time 0850 848
Litchfield
Simpson
1014 for Horton Am Consul September 14th, 5
P. M. Consulate completely destroyed by fire last
night. Code funds and valuable documents saved.
Three-fifths of city now burning and no apparent
possibility of stopping fire. Your personal property
including car lost Credit Lyonnais in midst of
fire zone and manager and staff gone. Signed,
Barnes.
CHAPTER XXIII RESPONSIBILITY OF THE WESTERN WORLD
Concerning the manner in which the Turk has
always profited from the conflicting interests and
jealousies of Christian powers, Lord Morley made
the following shrewd remark years ago:
“This peculiar strife between Ottoman and
Christian gradually became a struggle among the
Christian Powers of Northern and Western Europe
to turn tormenting questions in the East to the advantage
of private ambitions of their own.”
This comment of the famous Englishman was
voiced before the full dawn of the Petroleum Age,
and while as yet America’s chief interest in Turkey
was the protection of a few missionaries.
A brief review of the political situation which
afforded the Turks unbridled license to “raise the
hand of violence,” is here necessary. It will be evident
that they have again profited by their well-known
policy of exploiting the dissensions and conflicting
interest of Christian powers. They have
been as sensitive as a barometer to the least sign of
dissension among European governments or peoples,
and have shown extraordinary shrewdness in
provoking or augmenting it.
The Turk was the ally of the Germans during the
Great War, and perhaps his most useful one. Practically
all the gold disappeared from Turkey and
there is only one place to which it could have gone.
The Turkish Empire was ransacked for wheat and
other food supplies. Long train-loads of foodstuffs,
marked “Berlin” were moved with great frequency
toward Constantinople from Smyrna and other distant
points. He held the Straits stoutly against
the British and French, and one of his proudest and
most frequent boasts to-day is that he defeated them
there. Germany, one of the great civilized powers,
was the ally of the Turks while they were carrying
on the extermination of the Armenians. After the
defeat of Germany, it was taken for granted that the
bad days of the Christians of the Ottoman Empire
were over. Turkey was paralyzed.
Mustapha Khemal, who burned Smyrna and completed
the destruction of the Christians, is a creature
of Europe. It can not be denied that the
original plan of the Allies included the partition of
the Ottoman Empire and that various projects were
formed and promises made which could not be
realized on account of conflicting interests, and that
the Turks were aided by one or the other of the
Powers either secretly or openly to defeat the ambitions
of rivals.
In the course of this sad history, Christians
were armed against their hereditary oppressors
and then left to the vengeance of the latter. In general,
they were abandoned, as no Christian power
desired to offend the Turk, from whom great benefits
were expected, to be in turn showered on the
subjects of the power that showed itself most Turkophile.
The United States did not abstain from
this gruesome competition. In the beginning, interest
prompted the spread of what came to be a well-nigh
universal pro-Turk propaganda in Christian
countries. When the fearful death harvest of this
sinister sowing began to be reaped, fear of popular
indignation and disapproval gave rise to a policy
of suppression of the truth and to anti-Christian
propaganda.
During my days in Saloniki, 1910-14, both Italy
and Austria were supposed to be looking forward
to an early occupation of that city and their battle-ships
made frequent visits there, vying with one
another in the lavishness of their hospitality to the
inhabitants. The common subject of conversation
was, “Which will have Saloniki, Austria or Italy?”
CHAPTER XXIV ITALY’S DESIGNS ON SMYRNA
Austria’s imperial designs were extinguished
by the outcome of the Great War. Italy’s, however,
burned more brightly than ever. In an article in
Foreign Affairs of June 15, 1923, Mr. Francesco
Coppola says:
“Although Italy entered the war to combat the
German attempt at hegemony and to wrest her historic
frontiers and the control of the Adriatic from
Austria, Italy’s traditional instinct really aimed to
secure the indispensable modicum of security and
freedom for expansion. It was for this reason that
in the fundamental pact of alliance—the Treaty of
London of April, 1915—Baron Sonnino stipulated
for Italian colonial compensation in Africa in the
event of a Franco-English partition of the German
colonies, and for a corresponding zone in Southern
Anatolia in the event of Allied acquisitions in the
Levant. It was also for this reason that, later on,
when he got wind of the complete plan of a tripartite
division of the Ottoman Empire, (disloyally
concluded in 1916 between France, Russia, and
England without the knowledge of Italy, who had
been fighting for more than a year by their side),
he forced the Allies to reopen the question and to
give an adequate share to Italy. The new treaty
was discussed in April, 1917, between Sonnino, Ribot
and Lloyd George at St. Jean de Maurienne—from
which it took its name—and was concluded and
signed in London in August of the same year.
While leaving Constantinople and the Caucasus, Armenia
and part of the Anatolian coast of the Black
Sea to Russia, Syria and Cilicia to France, and
Mesopotamia and the protectorate over Arabia to
England, this treaty assigned to Italy Southwestern
Anatolia, the whole vilayet of Aidin with Smyrna,
the whole vilayet of Konia with Adalia and a small
part of the vilayet of Adana. But this very treaty
contained the poison which was later to weaken it.
Even before the war was over, the Allies hastened
to avail themselves of the pretext of the absence of
Russia’s signature to denounce the Treaty of St.
Jean de Maurienne. Thus it came about that in
the spring of 1919, Lloyd George, taking advantage
of the weakness and temporary absence of Orlando,
and violating the treaty of St. Jean de Maurienne
and the armistice of Mudros, was able to arrange
that Smyrna and the surrounding neighborhood be
given to Greece. This was done with the full consent
of Wilson, who, absolutely ignorant of European
and Mediterranean affairs, blindly allowed
himself to be governed by idealistic impulses and
natural prejudices and with the approbation of
Clemenceau, who was only too delighted to be able
to ‘jouer un mauvais tour a l’Italie.’”
Some of the Italian publicist’s conclusions are
open to discussion but his article sets forth the
Italian frame of mind. There was much talk at
Smyrna during the time of the Greek occupation in
military circles and among the Levantines about
Italian efforts to build a port farther to the south,
in the vicinity of ancient Ephesus, that would become
the chief harbor of Asia Minor and leave
Smyrna to sink into insignificance. Many stories
were told also of Italian efforts to win the affections
of the Turk. In any case, it is certain that
bands of Turkish marauders were in the habit of
crossing the line from the Italian zone and of attacking
and killing Greeks, after which they would
take refuge with the Italians, where they could not
be pursued.
The statement that the Turks received munitions
and many arms from Italian shippers was
persistently repeated, and has never been successfully
refuted. The Italian view-point has already
been explained. They considered that Smyrna had
been promised them and that the Hellenic forces
had been hurried there by their unfaithful allies to
forestall their own landing. Italy can consider herself
very fortunate that she did not beat the Greeks
to Smyrna, for even with her own resources, so
superior to those of King Constantine, she would
have had her hands full.
But, the point is, her attitude contributed to the
Greek defeat, the burning of Smyrna and the final
destruction of the Christians of Asia Minor. Much
valuable Italian property was destroyed as well as
that of others. An aftermath of Italian antipathy
to Greece may be seen in the bombardment of Corfu
and the seizure of the island by the Italian fleet on
August 31, 1923.
On the twenty-seventh of the same month, five
Italian members of the commission for the delimitation
of the frontier between Albania and Greece
were waylaid on a lonely road in Albania and foully
murdered by unknown persons. The demands of
the Italian Government, including a payment of
fifty million liras, were refused by the Greeks, on
the ground that culpability had not been established.
A request by Greece that the affair be referred
to the League of Nations was refused and
the island bombarded, with the result that sixty-five
civilians, largely refugees, were killed or
wounded. The indignation of the Italians is easily
understandable, but a knowledge of preceding
events is necessary to explain the wholly unnecessary
bombardment of a Greek island on insufficient
data and the killing or the wounding of sixty-five
entirely innocent persons. As these latter were
killed by cannon, they were not, of course,
murdered.
CHAPTER XXV FRANCE AND THE KHEMALISTS
France’s participation in the Near Eastern
tragedy is well known. Her motives are not far to
seek: A frank, bitter and undiluted hatred of King
Constantine and everything connected with him, and
suspicion of England’s expansion in a region to
which France herself has been devoting great attention
for many years. French capitalists and the
French Government have been investing heavily in
Turkey and Gallic propaganda has been pushed by
a vast network of Catholic schools officially supported,
whose object, in so far as the government’s
interest is concerned, has been to catch the natives
young and make Frenchmen of them. British or
other expansion and predominating influence in
Turkey has meant the imperiling of the great sums
invested and the annulment of years of patient
labor.
This invasion of the Ottoman Empire is admirably
set forth in a lecture delivered in 1922 by
Monsieur Passereau, Director of the French Commercial
Bureau of Constantinople, and published in
extenso in the Echo de France of Smyrna. Extracts
are herewith given:
“To-day one unconsciously associates such places
as Constantinople, Jerusalem, Beirut, Syria and the
Lebanon with French influence, and here are in fact
presented almost innumerable proofs of the many
ways in which the French now exert and have for a
long time exercised a vast and beneficial influence
from one end of the Orient to the other.
“Our schools, our welfare institutions, hospitals,
asylums for the aged, homes for the foundlings and
orphanages are established in every port in the
Levant. In every city of the interior, in all of the
important villages, along the entire length of the
railways completed or under construction, there are
French instructors, people who teach the children
our name, our language and our history.
“Let us now make a survey of French financial
interests in the Ottoman Empire and see to what
extent French influence has made itself felt in this
connection. Some of these interests are herewith
listed and enlarged upon:
“Ottoman Public Debt: France’s share of the
Public Debt, external and internal, is 250,000,000,000
francs, or 60.31% of the capital of the entire debt.
The remainder of the debt is principally divided between
England and Germany, the former holding
14.19% and the latter 21.31%;
“Turkish Loans: The history of governmental
loans in Turkey dates back to the Crimean War.
Since that time, France has without cessation, upon
every occasion where the public debt was threatened
by internal difficulty, intervened either in the form
of assistance in reorganization or financial subscription.
“French Private Enterprises in Turkey: France
has approximately 1,100,000,000 francs invested in
private concerns in the Ottoman Empire. Her participation
in the industrial activities of the Empire
aggregates 53.5% of the total, as opposed to
13.68% enjoyed by Great Britain and 32.77% by
Germany. These organizations embracing activities
in the form of banks, railways, ports, electric
power plants, telephones, tramways, etc., extend
over the entire domain of Turkey and surround
the economic life of the Orient with a network of
French interests. (Among interests of this sort
mentioned by the lecturer are the Imperial Ottoman
and other banks, the tobacco monopoly, etc.)
“Railways: France has under construction and
exploitation 2,077 kilometres, with an invested capital
of 550,238,000 francs, as opposed to Germany’s
2,565 kilometres and England’s 610. France has
42,210,000 francs invested in mines in Turkey, besides
about 80,000,000 in quays and ports.”
In addition, the lecturer gives a list of thirty-nine
important miscellaneous enterprises, including
industrial, commercial, insurance, shipping and
other corporations. It should be remembered that
the investments listed above were made in gold.
French sentiments, especially as regards England,
are revealed in a work by the French writer,
Michel Paillares, entitled Le Khemalism devant
Les Allies, published in 1922. Monsieur Paillares
is one of the editors of the journal L’Eclaire of
Paris.
The following quotation is from one of the conversations
held by Paillares with French officers
at Constantinople, showing their strong pro-Turk,
anti-Christian and anti-English feelings:
“I am introduced to an officer in command. He
is a man all of one piece. He does not mince his
words. He is like a man carved out of rock, for
he is unmovable in his sympathies and his antipathies.
Like the lieutenant of the Navy whom we
have already heard, but more furiously still, he is
the enemy of the Armenians, the Greeks, the Jews
and—the English.
“‘As for me,’ he snaps, ‘there is not even room
for discussion! We ought to be completely, absolutely
Turkophiles—I will say more, Turko-enthusiasts.
(Turcomanes.) I love the Mussulmans and I
hate their non-Mussulman subjects, who are rubbish.
Assure these brave men their independence
and their territorial integrity and we shall have in
them the most faithful and the most loyal of allies.
What do we seek here? A rampart against Russia
and British imperialism? The maintenance of our
prestige? The free development of our commerce,
the expansion of our language? The respect of our
schools and colleges? The safeguarding of our
financial interests? We shall have all that by
means of a French-Turkish collaboration. We
ought no longer to hear the Jeremiads of the Armenians
and the Greeks and the Jews. We must no
longer play the game, neither of England nor of
Russia. Russia, although split up by Bolshevism,
must always be watched. She has intentions with
regard to this country which we must not encourage.
But I do not think that she is an immediate danger.
It is Great Britain which, above all, is becoming
troublesome. We are, nearly all of us (French officers)
for the Khemalists and against the British
and the Greeks.”
Though this is the opinion of a single individual,
it expresses pretty clearly the general French attitude
of mind as shown by French policy since the
Armistice. It is evident that the sentiments of this
French officer and of his colleagues, for whom he
speaks, display a keen note of discord among the
Allies, helpful to the Turk even in his gruesome
work of massacring Christians.
Professor Davis says in A Short History of the
Near East:[11]
“In August, 1922, apparently with French munitions
and French counsellors, the Khemalists suddenly
attacked the Greek positions in Bithynia. The
Greeks were in poor morale, worn out by long campaigning
and miserably led. Their army was utterly
routed and evacuated Anatolia with almost incredible
speed. The Turks drove straight onward
to Smyrna which they took (September 9, 1922) and
then burned. The world was again horrified by
one of the now standardized Ottoman massacres of
conquered populations.”
It is to be noted that neither the French nor the
Italians permitted the Greek navy to search the
ships of their nationals proceeding to Turkish ports,
which is in itself a breach of neutrality and can
have but one interpretation—that they were carrying
arms and supplies to the Khemalists, with the
consent and protection of their governments.
For these reasons the battle-ships of the brave
and chivalric French, “Protectors of the Christians
in the Orient,” were obliged to sit quietly among
the dead bodies floating in the Bay of Smyrna and
watch the massacre going on.
The following typical incident illustrates the
perfect harmony prevailing in naval circles in the
Harbor of Smyrna resulting from international discords
and how punctiliously the amenities were observed:
Am admiral of a battle-ship had been
invited to dine with one of his colleagues. He arrived
some minutes late and apologized for the
delay, which had been caused by the dead body of
a woman getting tangled up in the propellor of his
launch.
That lucid and well-informed writer, Doctor
Herbert Adams Gibbons, in an article in the Century
Magazine for October, 1921, gives the best
analysis of the French and Italian attitude with
regard to the Turks that I have seen anywhere. It
can not, of course, be reproduced in extenso here,
but a few quotations will be sufficient to show that
French support of the Turks was due to fear and
jealousy of the British. Says Doctor Gibbons:
“The British regarded Greece as a sort of protectorate,
financially and militarily under the control
of Great Britain. The scheme was spoiled
by the fall of Venizelos and the subsequent defeat of
the Greek armies in Asia Minor.
“The Near East had been culturally French since
the Crusades. From Saloniki to Beirut, France
was determined to reign supreme. Palestine represented
the very last concession that it was possible
for the French to make. Of course the French
did not hope to possess Constantinople, but they
were not going to let the British settle themselves
on the Bosphorus, as they had done at Gibraltar
and Port Said, in Malta and Cyprus. For this
would mean British domination of the Mediterranean
and the Black Seas, and for British capital
and British goods the priority in markets which had
been traditionally French.
“I am not conjecturing. The trend of the French
press, inspired by the government, leaves no room
for doubt as to what is prompting France to send
arms and money to Khemal Pasha.
“During the war one of the telling indictments
against Germany was her friendship for and alliance
with Turkey when the Armenians were being
massacred. Germany was held responsible for the
massacres on the ground that she could have stopped
them had she used her influence with her ally. This
was true; but is it not equally true now that France
must bear the opprobrium and in a measure the responsibility,
of the Armenian and Greek massacres
of 1920 and 1921? A French general negotiated
with the Nationalists in Cilicia without stipulating
that the massacres should cease. French diplomats
have negotiated with the Angora Government of
Khemal Pasha, conniving at the massacres of Armenians
and Greeks. The sole thought of the
Germans during the war was to use the Turks and
not run any risk of offending them by protesting
against the massacres. This is exactly what the
French are doing now.”
This is plain talk and—horrible. The question
that naturally arises in the mind of any decent
American is, what, if anything, was the United
States, the great Christian country, the hope of the
world and fountain of missionary activities, doing
while all this was going on? What influence was
she using, what resounding note of protest and horror
was she giving utterance to?
Various historical events connected with the
French pro-Turk, but really anti-English activities,
are interesting to the student of diplomatic psychology,
and the ease with which peoples can be influenced
in their predilections and hatreds by those
governing them.
At a critical period of the War, on the Balkan
front, the Allies demanded the demobilization of the
Greek army, the surrender of half of the Greek
fleet and a great part of the Greek artillery. King
Constantine, after his successful campaigns in the
Balkans, had become an object of almost divine
worship to the Greeks, and the Allies were afraid of
him. On December 2, 1916, a party of French Marines
marched into Athens to take possession of the
Greek material demanded. They were fired on by
Greek soldiers and a number of French Marines
were killed.
This was a most regrettable act on the part of
the Greeks, and foolish. It was more foolish to send
a few foreign Marines into a capital city to drag off
its artillery and expect them to be received with
open arms. This unfortunate event is the basis to-day
of deep-seated hatred of French against Greek.
G. F. Abbott, in his work, Greece and the Allies,
gives the results of the so-called “Battle of
Athens,” as follows:
“And so the ‘pacific demonstration’ was over,
having cost the Greeks four officers and twenty-six
men killed and four officers and fifty-one men
wounded. The Allied casualties were sixty killed,
including six officers, and one hundred and seventy-six
wounded.”
On April 10, 1920, the Khemalists treacherously
massacred the French garrison at Urfa, killing one
hundred and ninety men and wounding about
one hundred more, and on October 20, 1921, Franklin
Bouillon, in the name of the French Republic
signed a separate treaty with the Turks. Immediately
after the burning of Smyrna he rushed to the
still-smoking city and, seizing Mustapha Khemal
in his arms, kissed him.
This kiss of Franklin Bouillon has become historic,
and while bearing no resemblance to a certain
other famous and sinister caress, deserves to rank
with it as one of the two most famous kisses in
sacred and profane history.
CHAPTER XXVI MASSACRE OF THE FRENCH GARRISON AT URFA
The facts of the massacre of the French garrison
at Urfa, obtained from original sources, took
place under the following conditions:
The Nationalists had been besieging the small
French force in Urfa during the early days of
April, 1920, and at length Commander Hauger was
compelled to capitulate. On the eighth of April he
decided to evacuate the city and did so under the
following terms: That all Christians should have
ample protection; that the houses occupied by the
garrison should not be reoccupied by the Turks until
the garrison had left the city; that the graves
of the fallen should be respected; that sufficient
transport should be supplied to convey their arms,
ammunition, etc.[12] One officer of the gendarmerie
and ten men would accompany them for safe convoy.
These were agreed to by the Mutessarif of Urfa
and the commander of the Turkish Nationalist
forces, but, notwithstanding this arrangement the
French were attacked shortly after they had left the
town and nearly annihilated.
Portion of the three hundred thousand persons who fled to the
water-front in the destruction of Smyrna. They were a human wall
two miles long, the blazing city behind and the Ægean Sea before
them.
A native-born American who chanced to be in
Urfa on relief work and who desired to proceed to
Aleppo decided to accompany the ill-fated expedition
and was an eye-witness of what happened. The
following account may be interesting as a chapter
of authentic history, never before published:
“We left Urfa at one-thirty A. M. on Sunday the
eleventh of April, 1920, Captain Perraut being with
the advance guard, four gendarmes leading the
way, in center of column the officer of gendarmerie,
Emir Effendi, who was to accompany us to our destination.
“On passing the crest of the hill we observed
several gendarmes and we were informed that this
was their post. The ascent was very difficult as
the horses were in bad condition owing to lack of
food and exercise. The camels delayed us as they
were well-laden and climbed very slowly. We halted
as usual ten minutes to the hour, the rear guard
consisting of one hundred and fifty to one hundred
and sixty men, being two kilometers in the rear.
“At six A. M., passing through a ravine on to a
straight stretch of road, we were suddenly attacked
from the rear and both flanks, the enemy having
machine guns among them. The firing commenced
before the camels had passed out of the ravine. They
were in the bend and halted. Previous to the attack,
I had been marching with Commander Hauger
and five minutes before the firing commenced was
riding on a Red Cross wagon containing two
wounded. When the firing commenced, two wagons
which preceded the others, having their horses and
mules wounded or killed, were forced to halt. I
jumped down, taking cover in a hollow at the roadside,
and finding that I was exposed to fire from
the hilltops, decided to make my way forward trusting
to find the Commander who I knew was only
two yards in advance.
“By this time the attack had taken a formidable
form. The ground here formed a basin surrounded
by hills and bare of any cover so that the
column was forced to go forward to find a position
of defence, which they did five hundred yards ahead.
The transport with the above exception, was thus
cut off, most of the horses by that time being killed.
Firing by this time had become extremely heavy, and
going forward I joined Commander Hauger and
two other officers in a hole in the hillside which had
been left by some stone cutters and from where he
directed operations. We were afterward joined
by two other officers and the Turkish officer of
gendarmerie, who was then disarmed, and two interpreters.
“About nine A. M., the rear guard were heard
and the firing became very heavy. We were shortly
joined by the officer who had been in charge of
them, who gave us a thrilling account of what had
happened; they had been ambushed in a gulley,
very few escaping.
“From a hill to the north, we observed the Turkish
Nationalist flag. Shortly after this several
Kurds were seen coming over the hills, apparently a
tribe. At ten o’clock or thereabouts, Commander
Hauger held a conference and decided to surrender.
“At this time the line was broken to the east, the
transport was lost and the rear guard cut up and
many wounded were coming in. He then told the
officer of the gendarmerie to go out with a flag of
truce.
“As we had several Armenians with us who
needed protection, I suggested that I might accompany
him. To this he agreed, and taking my interpreter
carrying the American flag, myself carrying
the white flag with the gendarme in the center, we
proceeded toward the enemy’s position. We were
fired on continually. On reaching the destroyed
transport column, we came upon a large body of
troops and asked for their commander. We were
informed that they were without one, being irregular
troops, ‘Chetas, etc.’
“I then instructed the officer of the gendarmerie
to send off messengers to stop the fire and this
was accomplished about ten twenty A. M. A few
minutes afterward a mob of Kurds rushed from the
hills toward the French positions, and the battle recommenced.
Seeing that it was impossible to do
anything as they refused the truce, I told the officer
of gendarmerie to ride to Urfa, a distance of about
nine miles, to inform the Mustessarif of what had
happened and to bring carriages for the wounded
and this he did.
“Here I witnessed the killing of wounded and
the killing of men, who were surrendering their
arms. To this, there are many witnesses, including
Lieutenant Deloir, who at present is a prisoner
in Urfa. I demanded a guard of gendarmes who
had by this time arrived to accompany me to Urfa.
We proceeded, encircling a hill and striking the
road at a natural cistern where we were able to get
water. The officer commanding the gendarmes of
Urfa arrived and gave me a further guard of six
men, instructing them to get to the city as soon as
possible, the tribesmen showing great hostility. We
proceeded by a circuitous route through a ravine,
arriving in Urfa about two thirty P. M., having
walked for twelve hours, and bringing with me a
Syrian, Jacob, who had been working at the Swiss
mission at Urfa.
“I was unable to save any Armenians as they
were not to be seen.
“Note: the prisoners, some fifty, are in hospital
and perhaps another fifty are in prison. There
may be more, but at present it is impossible to say
as there is a possible chance that some may still be
with the Kurds. The official report of the Mutessarif
says that they buried one hundred and ninety,
and one hundred in hospital and prison brings the
number to roughly three hundred, whereas the garrison
when en route numbered more than four hundred.
“Sundry notes: Lieutenant Deloir, before mentioned,
was stripped by Turkish regular cavalry and
rescued in a nude condition by Kurds who found
him some time afterward and who fed him and
brought him to Urfa.
“The Syrian Yakub, whom I brought back with
me and who was trying to escape to Aleppo is now
in Urfa. The Armenians have not been heard of.
“When crossing the battle-field, I observed a
company of Turkish infantry regulars and the machine
section with mule transport proceeding
toward the French positions. They were, perhaps,
a little late unless there had been action in the hilltops
and were going forward to continue to fight.
“The attack took place in the hills west of Urfa
about nine miles from town and two miles from
junction of Arab Punar, and Seroudj roads.”
The above story is given precisely as received by
me, without alteration, even of punctuation. The
characteristic features of this incident are:
The breaking of the agreement; the use of so-called
“irregulars” by the Turkish authorities to
escape responsibility and the presence of regulars
in case of need; the killing of the wounded and of
those giving up their arms.
There were present in Urfa during the siege
Mrs. Richard Mansfield, widow of the famous
actor; Mr. G. Woodward, accountant of the Near
East Relief; and Mary Caroline Holmes, a heroic
American lady who wrote a book on her experiences,
entitled Between the Lines in Asia Minor,
published by the Fleming H. Revell Company.
The part played by Italy and France which so
greatly contributed to the extermination of the
Christian population of Turkey, and the fearful
events at Smyrna, are well summed up by George
Abbott in the work above referred to, in the following
words:
“France, who since the Armistice had displayed
a keen jealousy of England’s place in a part of the
world in which she claims special rights, presently
concluded a separate agreement with Turkey—an
example in which she was followed by Italy—and
gave the Turks her moral and material support
against the Greeks; while England, while refusing
to reverse her policy in favor of their enemies, contented
herself with giving the Greeks only a Platonic
encouragement, which they were unwise
enough to take for more than it was worth.”
CHAPTER XXVII THE BRITISH CONTRIBUTION
Unfortunately, I am restrained from writing
many interesting facts connected with a history of
this kind; some of the things that came to my knowledge
in my official capacity. To the honor of Great
Britain, however, I believe that there were moments
when she came within a hair’s breadth of living up
to her best traditions. What prevented her at the
critical moment, I have never learned.
At any rate, the British contribution to the
Smyrna horror did not consist in active aid of the
Turks, neither did she furnish them with arms or
munitions. But, though she was largely responsible
for the landing of the Greeks in Asia Minor, and
the latter were defending her interests, she afforded
them no aid, but gave them fallacious encouragement
which led them to their doom. As far as
England was concerned, Greece was the victim of
British internal politics which seized upon the
government’s policy in the Near East as an object
for attack. If Lloyd George was pro-Greek, his
political opponents became—ipso facto—rabid pro-Turk.
If the Hellenic soldiers were mere tools of the
British, as both the Italians and French believed,
then it certainly was not “playing the game” to
desert them in their extremity; and this desertion
carries a graver responsibility with it, inasmuch
as it made possible the fearful catastrophe of
Smyrna and its hinterland.
CHAPTER XXVIII TURKISH INTERPRETATION OF AMERICA’S ATTITUDE
Of our American responsibility for the destruction
of the Christians of the Near East, I write with
great hesitation and sorrow and must confine myself
to the statement of certain universally known
facts.
The days and months leading up to the fearful
events at Smyrna were noisy with the Chester concession
and pro-Turk propaganda. The enthusiastic
pro-Turk articles in the press of the two
Chesters—father and son—are still fresh in the
public memory. Other pro-Turk and anti-Christian
writers were busy, some among them doubtless
earning their daily bread. The Turks were in
funds. They had been busy picking the bones of
the Christians and had laid their hands on great
sums.
The shrewd Europeanized group of Turks who
inhabit Constantinople overdid themselves in the
courtesies and hospitality which they lavished on
foreign diplomats. This sort of Oriental is the
most plausible and fascinating man in the world.
The educated hanum, also, is extremely charming,
and has a seductive grace that is hardly granted to
her alien sisters. If a few of them take off their
veils and show their lovely faces in Constantinople,
they have little difficulty in persuading diplomats
that they are emancipated and that polygamy is a
thing of the past among Mohammedans; that the
Greeks burned Smyrna, that a million and a half
Christians practically committed suicide and were
not actually massacred, or anything else they wish.
What can one do but believe when he is taken
back to the days of Haroun-al-Raschid, and floats
off to a palace perfumed with roses of Cashmere
on an enchanted carpet?
Our representative at Constantinople, Admiral
Mark L. Bristol, is an extremely attractive personality:
honest, brave, generous, with frank and winning
manners. By the sheer magnetism of his
genial and engaging character he gathers about
himself, wherever he is, a school of admirers and
disciples who ardently defend the admiral and
everything that he thinks and does.
The naval officers who came to Smyrna at the
Consulate’s request were typical of the American
naval officer in general, high-type intelligent gentlemen,
of an efficiency that may be described as
well-nigh perfect. They were under certain orders
at Smyrna which it was incumbent upon them to
carry out. They accomplished all their duties
there thoroughly and correctly and performed
prodigies after the fire in saving refugees.
I was somewhat puzzled, however, when an
American lady at Smyrna informed me that one of
the officers had told her that he was “pro-Turk.”
Another, a commander, made the same remark at
Athens, at luncheon, during one of the trips which
the destroyers were making back and forth between
that city and Smyrna.
While stopping at the Army and Navy Club in
Washington in 1922, I asked a naval officer of high
rank if it was true that he was pro-Turk, and he replied:
“Yes, I am, because I was brought up as a boy
to the belief that the Turks were always chasing
Greeks and Armenians around with a knife. Well,
I have been over there to Constantinople several
times and I have never seen anything of the kind,
so I have come to the conclusion that it is all buncombe.”
This is all right. Every man is entitled to his
opinions, no matter on what evidence or process of
reasoning founded. My surprise was due to the
fact that I had thought that the officers who came
to Smyrna were under orders to be neutral.
I was sitting in the ward room of one of our destroyers
moored in the harbor of Smyrna. At a
moment when the massacre had begun to assume
alarming proportions, a newspaper correspondent,
a passenger on the same naval unit, entered the
room, opened his typewriter and began to write.
When he had finished about half a page, he read
it carefully, took it out of the machine, and said:
“I can’t send this stuff. It’ll queer me at Constantinople.
I must get busy on Greek atrocities.”
I have often wondered what he meant. I was sitting
quite close to him and heard him very distinctly.
Let us briefly review the situation which enabled
the Turks in the year of our Lord, 1922, to
complete the extinction of Christianity in the Near
East: The Germans were, as long as they lasted,
the active allies of the Turks, and during this
period nearly a million Armenians and many thousands
of Greeks perished; after the Armistice and
during the period which led up to the destruction
of Smyrna and the accompanying massacre, the
French and Italians were allies of the Turk, and
furnished him moral and material support; the
British gave no aid to the Greeks, but contented
themselves with publishing an account of the dreadful
events that had been taking place in the Ottoman
Empire; the Americans gained the reputation
of being pro-Turk, true friends, who would ultimately,
on account of this friendship, be given the
permission to put through great schemes which
would result in the development of the Ottoman
Empire and, incidentally, fill certain American
pocketbooks. The Turks confidently believed that
commercial avarice would prevent us from interfering
with their savagery, or even strongly condemning
it.
Never in the world had the Turk so good an opportunity
to glut his lust for Christian blood without
fear of interference or criticism.
The first Lausanne Conference closed, after
reaching no agreement, on February 7, 1923, and
the second opened on April twenty-third of the
same year. On April tenth, still of the same year,
the National Assembly at Angora ratified the Chester
Concession. As the terms of this concession
conflicted sharply with British and French interests,
the date of its ratification is highly suggestive.
This concession is dead now, and there was
never enough in it to cause a serious row between
the United States and any European power. The
State Department has denied the official support
of this scheme and must be believed. This, however,
has not prevented a general conviction in Turkey
that it was a project under the especial protection
of the American Government. Such a belief
is very easy to create in Turkey, where even the
Mission Schools are popularly supposed to be government
institutions.
At any rate, it is not probable that great sums
of American capital will flow into Turkey under
present conditions. Whatever public sentiment
may be, or whatever apathy may exist as to the fate
of some millions of our fellow creatures, who howl
annoyingly when they are massacred or if their
families are torn apart, or if they are robbed of
homes, capital is cautious; it does not believe in railroads
built in a country of ruined cities, nor does it
connect massacre with prosperity and progress.
And in all this tangle of conflicting interests,
during which the Turk continued massacring, the
thoughtful observer is impressed with one thing—the
clearness of John Bull’s vision and the directness
and tenacity of his purpose; he knew what he
wanted and he took it. There are copious oil wells
at Maidan i Naftun, from which the oil is piped
down to Mukamra, not far from Basra, on the Persian
Gulf, where the British landed early in the war.
There are rich oil fields at Mousul. General Townsend
was on his way there when the Turks stopped
him at Kut el Mara, but that did not stop Cousin
John. He is at Mousul now and the Turks would
have liked to give Mousul to Admiral Chester and
the others. No wonder the State Department says
that it kept out of that.
CHAPTER XXIX THE MAKING OF MUSTAPHA KHEMAL
The building up of Mustapha Khemal by certain
Christian countries was one of the unwisest,
most pernicious and most dangerous deeds that Occidental
diplomacy, intrigue and jealousy has ever
perpetrated. It is a legend among Mohammedan
peoples that the Turk is the “Sword of Allah,”
“the Defender of Islam,” and “the Scourge of the
Unbeliever.” As he is the lowest of Mohammedans
intellectually, with none, or at best few, of the
graces and accomplishments of civilization, with no
cultural history, the other disciples of the Prophet
do not consider him as their intellectual or moral
equal.
In only one particular has he always kept
abreast of the age, and that is in the art of war. He
is perhaps the only example of a great and scientifically
warlike nation that is great in nothing else.
He destroys but can not construct. Even the other
Mohammedans who have been subjected to his rude
and blighting sway, have continually fought to be
freed from it, and have only joined him in common
cause against the Christians.
Of him, the historian Butler says:
“The Goth might ravage Italy, but the Goth
came forth purified from the flame which he himself
had kindled. The Saxon swept Britain, but
the music of his Celtic heart softened his rough nature.
Visigoth and Frank, Heruli and Vandal,
blotted out their ferocity in the very light of the
civilization they had striven to extinguish. Even
the wildest Tartar from the Scythian waste was
touched and softened in his wicker encampments,
but the Turk, wherever his scimitar reached—degraded,
defiled and defamed, blasting with eternal
decay Roman, Latin civilization, until when all had
gone he sat down satisfied with savagery to doze
into hopeless decrepitude.”
But Mohammedans do not forget that it was the
Turk who took the great and splendid city of Constantinople,
the last bulwark of Europe against the
devastating and enslaving hordes of Asia; that it
was the Turk who firmly established himself in
Europe on the field of Cossova; that it was the
Turk who destroyed the flower of the Hungarian
chivalry—twenty thousand together with their
king—on the stricken field of Mohacz in 1526, and
three years later arrived at the gates of Vienna,
which he besieged; that a little over a hundred
years later a Turkish horde again stormed the Austrian
capital, which only the timely arrival of a
Polish army saved.
At the close of the Great War the Turk was
beaten to his feet and his prestige ruined. “The
Sword of Islam” had been broken. The victory
over the Greeks, though with the aid of European
officers and material, and the spectacular destruction
of Smyrna with the massacre of its inhabitants,
revived the legend of the conquering and
avenging Turk. “The Sword of Islam” had been
welded again, to conquer and destroy. The noise
of that event resounded and is still echoing throughout
the Moslem World, in Egypt, in India, in Northern
Africa and in Syria.
And more than that, the rise of Mustapha
Khemal, creature of divided Christendom, of the
mutually jealous and internecine Occident, has
given new courage to all the yellow and black and
brown peoples whom Kipling describes as “the
White Man’s Burden,” who while they may cut
one another’s throats over the question of Mohammed
or Confucius or Buddha, are united in their
hatred of the white man.
The ferment in the East is the bubbling up of a
deeper feeling than the careless or unobservant
thinker wots of: It is the revelation of a profound
and fundamental antipathy. The East is tired of
being civilized by superior peoples; of being educated
and converted; of being shoved off the sidewalks;
of being called “Eurasians” and having
their daughters ostracized if they marry whites; of
having their children excluded from white schools;
of being discriminated against in immigration laws.
One can not say that the West is entirely wrong
in attempting to maintain its prestige and its Occidental
civilization, but he can safely affirm that the
hatred that has been steadily growing in the Orient
is deep and implacable, and that the result will be
murders, uprisings, little wars, big wars. The
maker of this statement may be set down as an
alarmist. So is the man who sticks up the sign at
the railway crossing, “Stop! Look! Listen!” The
dissension in the Western World that made it possible
for the Turks to make a clean sweep of Christian
civilization in the Ottoman Empire, to burn
Smyrna and massacre its inhabitants in sight of a
powerful fleet of European and American war vessels,
has added unknown weight to the “White
Man’s Burden.”
That a mutual hatred of the West is bringing
together peoples hitherto antagonistic and of different
creeds is confirmed by Lothrop Stoddard in
his book, The New World of Islam, quoting the
writer, R. Vambery, the authority on Moslem affairs:
“The change in Moslem sentiment can be
guaged by the numerous appeals made by the Indian
Mohammedans at this time to Hindus, as may
be seen from the following sample, entitled significantly,
‘The Message of the East’:
“‘Spirit of the East,’ reads this noteworthy
document, ‘arise and repel the swelling flood of
Western aggression! Children of Hindustan, aid
us with your wisdom, culture and wealth; lend us
your power, the birthright and heritage of the
Hindu! Let the Spirit Powers hidden in the Himalayan
mountain peaks arise! Let prayers to the
God of Battles float upward; prayers that right
may triumph over might; and call to your myriad
gods to annihilate the armies of the foe!’”
Let the reader compare this appeal of Mohammedan
to Hindu with the spirit of the article from
the Progres de Salonique of July 22, 1910, quoted
in an early chapter of this book, in which Turkish
Mohammedans and Japanese Buddhists, etc., are
conceived as having common cause against Western
civilization. That Oriental peoples believe that
their opportunity will come from the dissensions
and wars of Western nations, which they are watching
with much interest and satisfaction, was expressed
as early as 1907 by Yahya Siddyk, an
Egyptian judge and writer of Mohammedan faith,
who seems to have foreseen the Great War:
“Behold these Powers ruining themselves in
terrifying armaments; measuring each other’s
strength with defiant glances; menacing each
other; contracting alliances which continually
break and presage those terrible shocks which
overturn the world and cover it with ruins, fire and
blood!”
CHAPTER XXX OUR MISSIONARY INSTITUTIONS IN TURKEY
Some of our missionary schools and colleges in
the Ottoman Empire are open for business, and reports
of the Mission Board describe them as flourishing.
They are either continuing or resuming
operations after having suffered their share of pillage
and massacre. The Board of Missions is
making an earnest and vigorous campaign for
raising more American money to be sent into Turkey
for their upkeep.
As a church member, as an ex-official who has
been of service to those institutions on many occasions,
I am obliged to state that I have serious
doubts as to the wisdom of contributing further
money to our religious establishments in the Ottoman
Empire under present conditions. Before
doing so the fact should be widely advertised in
Turkey that their real object and that of the men
and women working in them, is, by hook or crook,
to convert the Turks to Christianity, which is considered
to be a religion superior to Mohammedanism.
American church people should be informed
frankly that the prohibition of the teaching of
Christianity or the holding of Christian religious
exercises has been accepted by the Mission Board;
and that no effort to convert Turks is countenanced
by the Ottoman Government. But this is really no
new thing, as Christian proselytizing in Turkey has
never been possible; the understanding that religious
teaching is to be confined by the missionaries
to the members of their own families and to teachers
already of the Christian faith, is recent.
Soon after the entrance of the Khemalists into
Smyrna a committee of Moslems visited one of our
schools and expressed the most friendly sentiments
to the teachers:
“We hope you will keep right on with your
good work and we promise you every support, only
you understand that there is to be no more religious
teaching.”
When I mentioned this to Mr. Jacobs, of the
Y. M. C. A., he replied: “Where L—— is and
C——” mentioning two missionaries, “Christ will
be taught somehow.” But, if that is so, the Turks
ought to know it. Any other course is not quite
honest nor up to the standard of the old time Christians
who testified in heathen lands and suffered
martyrdom. Moreover, the Mohammedan’s contempt
of the Christians is very easy to arouse and
it would be a sad thing should it enter the mind of
the Turks that some of the missionaries were willing
to forego the teaching of their faith to save
their buildings and their jobs. Even though this is
not true, it would not be difficult to create this impression.
It seems hardly probable that the Mission Board
would come out and officially inform the contributing
church members of the United States:
“We have no intention or desire, either immediate
or ultimate, of converting Mussulmans in Turkey.
We are running secular schools there with
the hope of raising their general moral standing
and making Mohammedans of them.”
If the board can raise money for such a purpose,
that would be a frank honest proposition for both
Turk and Christian.
It is logical for the devout Christian to give
money for the conversion of the Moslem. The
faith of the Nazarene is one of the proselytizing religions,
as Professor Max Muller said in his famous
lecture in Westminster Abbey in 1873. It
can not be possible, however, that there is any mental
impulse in this country which would lead Americans
to contribute large sums for the support of
purely secular schools in foreign countries. Even
from a humanitarian standpoint, there are more
crying needs for their charity.
MISS MINNIE MILLS
Teacher in American Girls’ College at Smyrna, who saw Turkish
soldiers engaged in firing Armenian houses.
The one thing that the missionary working in
Turkey really fears is that some Turk may be converted.
Should this occur a storm of fanaticism
and violence would break upon his head that might
close his school and end his career. It is not possible
to convert Mohammedans in Turkey, nor even
let them get wind that one is trying to do such a
thing. In my thirty years of service in the Near
East I have known of but one Moslem really converted.
I remember distinctly the uneasiness which
his impending public confession caused among his
teachers, imperiling, as it did, all their future activities.
He was persuaded by the missionaries
that the time was not ripe for him to proclaim his
change of faith, but the Mohammedans became
aware of it and promptly murdered him. According
to the best information available it cost between
forty-five and eighty million dollars to convert that
unfortunate young man and he did not last long.
The Moslem who renounces his religion suffers
ostracism, forfeiture of his goods and practically
commits suicide. During the War and before the
Turks severed diplomatic relations with the United
States, the Germans were anxious to seize the
beautiful and expensive buildings of the International
College of Smyrna and turn them into barracks.
I had much to do in preventing this. On
one occasion, while talking with Rahmi Bey, the
Turkish governor (vali) of Smyrna at that time, he
said to me: “The only reason that I can protect
that college is that I have never seen any disposition
on the part of its president and faculty to convert
Moslems. Should any such attempt be made
I could no longer shield it.” This was the argument
which the vali used with the authorities at
Constantinople. It was this clean record which
saved the college.
The missionaries in Turkey now find themselves
in the position of hostages. They have seen
many of their buildings destroyed, their native
teachers, Armenians and Greeks butchered, their
pupils scattered. They have received no help from
the American Government. They are in the hands
of the Turks. Many of them have spent their lives
in the work and not a few of them own comfortable
modern homes, which they have paid for in part or
entirely.
That very shrewd and capable Scot, Doctor Alexander
MacLachlan, has built up the International
College at Smyrna by a lifetime of earnest and
persistent effort. Its beautiful and expensive
buildings, erected with money raised in America,
his own substantial home, the delightful residences
of the faculty, situated in charming gardens, are all
resting on a powder mine. An outburst of fanaticism
might sweep this idyllic picture from the face
of the earth at a moment’s notice; might make it
one with the desolate ruins of Smyrna but a few
minutes’ distant. It would need but a tiny spark
to set off the powder mine—some adverse criticism
of the Turk, the conversion of a Mohammedan. The
danger for this, as well as for similar institutions,
is augmented by the fact that the ignorant, fanatical
population of the Ottoman Empire is greatly in the
majority, and there is abundant evidence that the
Spirit of the Prophet is abroad, impatient of reform.
One missionary, at least, has been in the United
States loudly proclaiming Mustapha Khemal the
George Washington of Turkey, and comparing the
soldiers who burned and sacked Smyrna and violated
its women with the veterans of Valley Forge.
This has doubtless got back to Asia Minor and has
produced a salutary effect. One word more: Our
missionaries have been operating in Turkey for
nearly a century. They did admirable work among
the native Christians, but what evidence have the
Turks shown in their conduct of any results obtained
from the vast sums sent into their country
for their enlightenment and moral uplifting? It is
impossible to argue with a religious devotee of any
creed. The question is put to the normal men and
women of America.
CHAPTER XXXI AMERICAN INSTITUTIONS UNDER TURKISH RULE
This cursory account of the methodical extermination
of Christianity at the hands of the Turk
should convince any one that he now has no intention
of allowing it to be revived and propagated in
his domains in foreign schools. An earlier chapter
gave an account of the aid and support, both moral
and financial, furnished American missionary and
philanthropic institutions by the Greeks during
their occupation of the Smyrna region, and at Saloniki.
The following statement of their treatment
under Turkish rule is from the pen of Dana K.
Getchell, well known in missionary circles:
“In 1914, when the World War began, Anatolia
College, Marsovan, Turkey, had an enrollment of
four hundred twenty-five students and the Girls’
School had about three hundred; a total of about
one thousand individuals all together were on the
American premises, including professors’ families,
servants and their families and the American colony.
At the close of 1914, the Americans had just
finished the building of a large hospital which was
occupied by the Turks before the American doctor
had the opportunity of moving in.
“In 1915, the Armenian deportation took place
in the early spring of that year. Out of our faculty
of fifteen native teachers and a servant list of fifteen
more, twenty of these individuals, men, were
deported and, as far as the college authorities knew,
were killed, as they have never been heard from
since.
“Our college steward, during this time, went to
the market for his usual work and never returned.
A noted Turkish lawyer of the city, at that time
connected with the college, informed me that if I
would go with him to a certain spot in a vineyard
near the city he would show me the well into which
this man’s body was thrown. He was perfectly in
sympathy with this deed that was committed.
“During the month of June, 1915, I escorted a
party of ten American ladies and children to Constantinople,
via Angora, the Black Sea route having
been closed. While in Constantinople, I
learned of the deportation of the Armenians in the
interior, especially from Marsovan and vicinity. I
worked for days to get permission from Talaat
Pasha to return to Marsovan but his excuse was
that ‘things were doing’ in the interior and it was
not a good time for foreigners to be traveling.
Later, upon hearing that more than four hundred
Armenians had crowded into the American premises,
information was taken to Talaat and his promise
received that no Armenian within the American
premises should be deported. Upon the strength of
this promise, I sent a telegram to my associates in
Marsovan, and having received permission to
travel in those days, I hastened back to my work.
Upon my arrival in Marsovan, I found that the first
great deportation of those sheltered in the American
premises had taken place the day before.
“Two days later, the Turkish gendarmes and
police came to our premises and demanded the
girls, forty-nine in number, from the American
school. These demands were persisted in and on
that day, by the order of the Turkish Government,
all these girls were started on the road to Sivas, a
journey of six days interior from Marsovan. Two
of the American teachers, Miss Willard and Miss
Gage, by persistence, secured permission to follow
these girls one day after they had started on their
journey and overtook them just as they were entering
Sivas, six days later. By working with the
vali of the province for days, permission was finally
given to these American ladies for all these
girls to return to the Girls’ School at Marsovan.
“At the beginning of the deportations in 1915,
Marsovan was inhabited by twelve thousand Armenians.
When the deportations were finished
scarcely one thousand of that nationality could be
found in the city. This complete destruction of the
Armenians in this city is only an example of what
took place throughout the Vilayet of Sivas.
“In January, 1916, the Greek deportations from
the Black Sea began. These Greeks came through
the city of Marsovan by thousands, walking for the
most part the three days’ journey through the snow
and mud and slush of the winter weather. Thousands
fell by the wayside from exhaustion and others
came into the city of Marsovan in groups of
fifty, one hundred and five hundred, always under
escort of Turkish gendarmes. Next morning these
poor refugees were started on the road and destruction
by this treatment was even more radical than
a straight massacre such as the Armenians suffered
before.
“In 1917, in the dead of winter, a second deportation
of Armenians from the Black Sea coast began
and the same treatment was undergone by
those who were obliged to flee from their homes.
“On May 16, the fifteen Americans, men, women
and children were obliged to undergo this hardship—to
leave their homes and property—for this
long overland journey. On that date the American
premises were occupied by Turkish soldiers and
the buildings all taken over as a base hospital.
“Six weeks later four of this group returned to
Marsovan by permission from Talaat Pasha, with
the understanding that they would be able to occupy
their homes and use the school buildings for
educational purposes. The buildings, with the exception
of the houses, which were obtained with
great difficulty, were never returned but were in
constant use by the Turkish military authorities up
to the time of the Armistice, March, 1919.
“The treatment of Americans and American
property throughout Turkey was the same as that
experienced by the Americans in Marsovan. The
schools and colleges in Sivas, Cæsarea, Harput,
Aintab and other places were closed and for the
most part the American workers were sent out of
the country. Since the Armistice, this same treatment
of Americans throughout the interior has continued.
The schools have not been allowed to open
and property to the value of many thousands of
dollars has continually been occupied by Turks.”
In December of 1914, Turkish soldiers seized
the American mission property of Afion Kara Hissar
and occupied the church, school and pastor’s
house for a period of four years, leaving the buildings
with doors, windows and roofs wrecked and
generally defiled with human offal. The Turks
pulled the Cross down from the church and put the
Crescent up in its place. In 1919, the Turks seized
these buildings again and housed soldiers in them.
The proposition under which our Christian
schools may now operate in Turkey is about as follows:
Will you please let us repair our buildings
at our own expense with money raised in America,
and reopen them in those places where enough human
beings remain to furnish a few pupils, and educate
Turkish boys in English, arithmetic, etc., if
we give our solemn word that we will not teach
them any Christianity?
Much consolation is derived in certain quarters
from the fact that no religious education of any
kind is permitted in Turkish schools, and it is argued
that the measure is not aimed particularly at
Christian institutions. People who obtain comfort
from this feature of the case are evidently not
aware that the Turk is familiar with all the different
ways of skinning a cat. They do not give him
credit for the peculiar brand of intelligence which
he certainly possesses. At any rate, the result is
the same, in so far as the continuation of foreign
evangelical work in Turkey is concerned.
The above is a very moderate and unprejudiced
account of what has been done, in part, to the American
educational institutions in Turkey, but gives no
idea of the actual ferocity shown to students and
teachers and the material damage wrought.
I was talking recently to a prominent clergyman,
friend of the one-time president of one of the
greatest missionary colleges in Turkey, who made
the following statement:
“Some time ago, I was talking with the President
of one of the American Colleges in Turkey
who told me of the frightful treatment of the people
in the town where he was located. He told me the
college was closed and the professors, their wives
and families driven out and some sixty or seventy
of them were put to death. The tears streamed
down his cheeks as he said: ‘I can see those dear,
good people at this moment, as they were marched
away by the heartless Turk.’”
Regarding the conditions under which the American
missions are now operating in Turkey, Samuel
M. Zwemer says, (1924):
“Recent regulations regarding foreigners in
Turkey and the prohibition of Christian teaching
to Moslem children in Mission schools do not indicate
a larger degree of liberty under Islamic Nationalist
Government, but rather a recrudescence of
the old spirit.”
If the reverend gentleman had said, “A continuance
of the steadfast and unalterable policy,” he
would have been nearer the truth.
Doctor James L. Barton, Secretary of the American
Board of Commissioners for Foreign Missions,
of Boston, Massachusetts, has an interesting article
in the Homiletic Review of January, 1924, on The
Present Status of Missionary and Educational
Work in Turkey.
Doctor Barton is very eminent in missionary
work, to which he has devoted the best part of his
life, and he is naturally anxious to save as much
as possible of the ruins of the magnificent edifice
which the Mission Board built up in Turkey with
millions of American money, and to keep going
somehow. Here are some quotations from Doctor
Barton’s article:
“Some of the American schools have been
closed because of the exchange of populations approved
by the Lausanne Conference, as, for instance,
Euphrates College at Harput, Central
Turkey College at Aintab, Teachers’ College at Sivas,
and the College at Van, all in the Eastern section
of Turkey are no longer in operation. These
were conducted almost if not wholly for Christian
students, that is, Armenians for the most part, but
with a few Greeks and Syrians. Under the deportations
the country was almost wholly depopulated
of this part of its inhabitants. The teachers were
deported or left the country so that these institutions
are to-day closed. Central Turkey, which
was at Aintab, however, is aiding some work in
Aleppo, which is in the French mandate, to which
a large number of the people of Aintab have fled,
but the constituency of the other institutions are
scattered far and wide.
“Anatolia College, which was at Marsovan, is in
practically the same condition, although it had
many Turkish students, but its teachers are
scattered.”
This is a very carefully worded statement and
does full justice to the doctor’s well-deserved reputation
for diplomatic ability. There is nothing in
it that might in any way offend the Turks. The
general subject of the extermination of the Armenians
and Greeks, and the massacre of a million of
the former, the real reason of the closing of most of
the schools, is obscured by reference to the “Exchange
of populations approved by the Lausanne
Conference.”
The teachers of Anatolia College are “scattered.”
This is doubtless a correct expression to
apply to people, many of whom have suffered
martyrdom and are in Heaven, along with many of
the teachers of other colleges. Let us breathe the
pious wish that they are not too widely “scattered”
up there, as they will certainly long to get together
and talk over their experiences. Continuing, the
doctor says:
“Just at the present time in the absence of regulations,
the schools are hampered in their religious
teaching. The Turks have given orders that there
shall be no religious instruction and for the present
there is nothing in the form of direct instruction
during school hours and none of the students
can be required to take Biblical studies or be present
where religious instruction is given. Under
present circumstances, it seems wise to those who
are conducting schools in the Near East to comply
with these regulations until a more substantial understanding
can be reached and the educational
system of the country be put on a sound basis.”
If by a “sound basis” the doctor means—and he
can not mean anything else—the permission of the
Turkish Government to convert Turks in Turkey to
Christianity, he will wait a long time. The “sound
basis,” to arrive at which the Turks have been
shedding rivers of Christian blood, has already been
achieved. And in the meantime, some of the Christian
missionaries have accepted to cease preaching
Christ. It is about time for the cock to crow.
Doctor Barton continues:
“It is well known by Turks as well as by foreigners
that Turkey needs what these institutions
can give, in order to enable her to organize her
present administrations on a basis that would give
her a worthy place in the sisterhood of nations.”
When Jesus appeared to the Eleven, as they sat
at meat after the Crucifixion, He enjoined them:
“Go ye into all the world and preach the gospel to
every creature. He that believeth and is baptized
shall be saved. But he that believeth not shall be
damned.”
He said nothing about educating foreigners so
that they could put their administrations on a
sound basis. This is a laudable object but should
be done and paid for by the foreigners themselves.
I am informed that the distinguished and erudite
Rabbi Stephen Wise, of New York, has estimated
the entire value of the American Mission property
now existing in Turkey as being not more than ten
million dollars. His has been one of the most eloquent
voices raised in behalf of the martyred Christians
in the Near East.
I wish it distinctly understood that nothing I
have said is meant in any way as a reflection on
American missionaries in general. I have known
so many noble men and women consecrated to
spreading the doctrines of the Master in foreign
lands that I am incapable of saying or thinking anything
derogatory of this saintly band of pioneers, or
of their work. I have already described the gallant
conduct of the missionary girls and men at Smyrna,
and the same story has been repeated over and over
in many dark corners of the globe in times of stress
and danger.
I am not in sympathy with the policy of certain
missionaries with regard to Turkey, and I believe
that the utter failure of Christianity to direct the
policy of governments, as shown in this sad narrative,
renders any campaign in Moslem countries
a well-nigh hopeless task. I am convinced, also,
that an examination of our private lives and conduct,
will convince any one that the conversion of
Americans is a more crying need than that of Mohammedans.
What America needs, and what Europe needs, is
a great spiritual awakening. Christ is all right.
He is unutterably wonderful and lovely. Let us all
unite under His banner, and then think about advancing
into foreign lands.
The ruin wrought to our missionary institutions
in Turkey, which has inspired so much
caution with regard to the fate of the remainder, is
epitomized in the following table issued in 1923 by
the American Board of Foreign Missions:
Missionary Churches: 90% closed.
American Colleges: Work suspended in six out of eight.
Hospitals: One-half operating.
College Heads: Two dead, one deported, three refused permission to return.
Village Schools: (Estimated at 1000). Abandoned.
High Schools: Only three out of forty-one now open.
Property loss: Estimated at $2,880,000.
Native workers: Two-thirds dead; others in exile.
Constituency: 95% dead or deported or enslaved in harems.
American Workers: Fifty deported.
This chapter can have no more appropriate ending
than the following quotation from the pen of
the Reverend Ralph Harlow, formerly Missionary
to Turkey, and now Professor of Biblical Literature
and Comparative Religion at Smith College, Massachusetts:
“One hundred years or more ago, our fathers
sent forth to Asia Minor the first American missionary.
For all these years our churches have
carried on the glorious task of awakening and renewing
among the peoples of that land, loyalty to
the person and principles of Jesus Christ. Schools
and colleges, hospitals and churches have been
built. A host of men and women have come to
love, generation by generation, the people of that
land. It was the land that gave our faith birth; it
was its cradle; it planted the seed from which the
church sprang in the blood of the martyrs.
“To-day the Turkish Government announces
that in the future there will be no Christians in that
land, and that no Protestant missionary work will
be permitted.
“For five hundred years, the Christians of Asia
Minor have been the objects of persecution, while
Christian civilization has stood by and looked on.
In more recent years the barbarity of that persecution
has shocked the conscience of humanity. In
the ’eighties came the Bulgarian horrors; in the
’nineties came the Armenian atrocities; in 1909
Adana ran red with the blood of slaughtered thousands
and echoed to the wail of countless women.
“In each case the Turk was restored to power;
in each case lengthy promises of good conduct to
his Christian subjects were extracted.
“From 1915 to 1918 came that series of atrocities
such as the world of our day had hardly the
emotions and conscience to comprehend, even amid
the horror of the other cruelties of those other
years. Those of us who were in the land at that
time, who saw these things with our own eyes, have
never told half of the truth of those dark hours.
The Allied nations swore by all that was sacred, by
the crosses of their fallen dead, that these things
should not again be possible. One million five hundred
thousand is a conservative estimate of the
lives struck down in lust and torture. America
sent in workers and dollars to the relief of the
starving and tattered fragments of the people who
survived the blast.
“The man most responsible for all this horror
was Talaat Bey. What is the attitude of the government
of Mustapha Khemal to Talaat and his
methods? When Talaat died the government at
Angora held a service in his honor. The Yeni
gun, the official organ of the Nationalist party,
came out with great mourning bands of black. In
the editorial were these sentences: ‘Talaat wrote
the most glorious pages in Turkish history. Let
the eyes that do not weep become blind. Let the
heart that does not ache cease to beat.’ Khemal
has followed in the footsteps of Talaat. Massacres,
deportations, cruelty, outrage and terror, have
marked the reign of the Nationalist government.
The Smyrna tragedy has taken place in hundreds
of villages on a smaller scale. The innocence of
childhood, the sacredness of womanhood, the tears
of mothers, the cries of the helpless, make no appeal
at all to the armies or the courts of this government.”
CHAPTER XXXII THE REVEREND RALPH HARLOW ON THE LAUSANNE TREATY
In proof of the statement that many eminent followers
of Christ are not in entire sympathy with
certain missionaries in their policy with regard to
the Turks, I am quoting again from the Reverend
Ralph Harlow. The following extracts are from
an article and two letters written by him. The
article appeared in the Outlook of October 25, 1922,
and in it, among other things, the author describes
an interview with the late Theodore Roosevelt:
“At that time, I had just returned from Asia
Minor where I had witnessed the fearful deportations
on the Bagdad Railroad, and could give him
first-hand information of the awful atrocities going
on. He asked me a number of questions, continually
shaking his head and saying, ‘terrible, terrible,
terrible.’
“Then with a tense expression on his face, he
said, ‘Mr. Harlow, the greatest regret that I have
as I look back on my administration is the fact that
when the awful Adana massacre occurred, this government
did not take steps against the outrage on
civilization!’”
A further quotation from the same article indicates
that the men on destroyers did not fully share
the pro-Turk sentiments of their officers:
“I have just listened to the contents of a letter
sent by one of our boys on an American destroyer
at Smyrna. He tells of having to stand by while
the brutal Turkish soldiers seized beautiful Christian
girls and tore them screaming from their
mothers and outraged them right on the public
quay of Smyrna. He saw these brutal soldiers
shooting down helpless women with children in
their arms, unarmed men beaten to death by the
butts of these Turkish soldiery. And then he tells
of the anguish that he felt because the orders of
our government were such that he had to stand by,
helpless, before such atrocities.”
I have been told that many such letters were
written by our navy boys at Smyrna to relatives
and friends in the United States. In a letter to
me, Mr. Harlow says that he believes it to be his
duty to tell the truth about affairs in the Near East,
and he continues:
“Doctor MacLachlan and Reed demanded my
resignation and said that I ‘endangered the college.’
I resigned. I have been made to feel that I
ought to keep still, but justice seems to me greater
than buildings and institutions. At the time of the
Lausanne Conference and after, I claimed that our
American Board (of Foreign Missions) ought to
have stood four square against the wretched
treaty. Dr. Barton did not like the openness of my
criticisms and I lost a position as Board Secretary
through his opposition to me.”
American Consular Building, Smyrna, before which Turkish
soldier poured inflammable liquids. It was completely consumed.
The second letter referred to gives Mr. Harlow’s
opinion of the Lausanne Treaty and is addressed to
the Reverend Doctor Barton, Foreign Secretary of
the American Board of Foreign Missions. As some
of the missionaries who are desirous of saving the
remnants of their installations in Turkey have come
out in favor of the treaty, Mr. Harlow’s opinion on
the subject, and his reasons, may be of interest:
“At the time of the conference, and following
it, I was asked to discuss the situation in numerous
addresses, so that I read up carefully everything I
could get, which would throw light on the subject.
All the evidence goes to show that the men who
went to Lausanne were influenced from the very
first in all their decisions to protect the oil interests,
which featured largely behind the scenes in
the Conference discussions. That those interests
were so strong as to overshadow the humanitarian
and missionary interests I have accepted without
question, until I read your paragraph.
“I turn now to some of my sources of information,
for which you ask. Unfortunately, most of my
material on this subject is in my files at Northampton,
but I have with me references which will perhaps
indicate why I have associated oil with blood
in connection with Lausanne. I would refer you to
the following articles and I might name numerous
others:
“‘American Blood and Oil,’ Literary Digest,
December 30, 1922; ‘Oil and Glory at Lausanne,’
Literary Digest, July 28, 1923; ‘Blind Forces at
Lausanne,’ Asia, April, 1923; ‘Britain’s Mesopotamian
Burden and Oil,’ Literary Digest, December
15, 1922; ‘Issues at Lausanne,’ Living Age, January
6, 1923; ‘Lausanne and its Antecedents,’ Fortnightly
Review, January, 1923; ‘Uncle Sam Mixing
in the Turkish Broil,’ Literary Digest, December
23, 1922; ‘The Tragedy of Lausanne,’ Association
Men, March or April, 1923; ‘The World Race for
Oil,’ Literary Digest, January 20, 1923.
“If you will take the time and trouble, as I have,
to read even these few articles, and the Literary
Digest quotes from many other sources, you will
find that the main theme is that the humanitarian
interests at Lausanne were sold out, because of oil
interests, and that the missionary interests got nowhere.
“A regular official of the Standard Oil came to
Lausanne before the Conference opened. Lewis
Heck, who was in the business in Constantinople
came to Lausanne as a member of the American
delegation.[13]
“‘Young MacDowell, who had many railroad
concessions in Turkey which dovetailed into the
Chester concessions, was in Heck’s Constantinople
office. Heck knows Turkey well. I will be willing
to defend the thesis that the entire course of
events, which made the Lausanne Treaty possible,
was determined by the ambitions of the commercial
oil interests, and that, in this race for Turkish
favors, the Americans led the way.’”
Mr. Harlow quotes many editorials and articles
in the American and British press, the general tenor
of which can be gleaned from one or two examples:
“Lausanne was all that an International Conference
ought not to be. It was the sacrifice of all
human and humanitarian questions to expediency.”
New York Journal of Commerce, July, 1923.
“Mosul and freedom to give us a chance in the
scramble for oil has been the object of all the negotiations,
but the United States might be better occupied
to-day than looking after the interests of oil
kings. Peace and civilization may be talked about
in public, but in private there is talk of oil, because
territories where the future concessionaires will be
at pains to insure their rights, are at stake.” New
York Times.
“Although America would accept no humane responsibility
in the Near East, saying that it must
be free from troubles and depravities of the Old
World, America’s blood boils over the burning question
of oil. When the word ‘oil’ is mentioned, the
recluse bursts from its retirement upon the instant.
America has no concern with Asia Minor while the
Turk butchers his Christian subjects by the hundreds
of thousands.” Pall Mall Gazette.
CHAPTER XXXIII MOHAMMEDANISM AND CHRISTIANITY
It is difficult for Americans, living in this
Christian country, to understand the position of a
missionary who goes into a Mohammedan community
with the intention of converting its members.
The problem is exactly that which would confront
a Moslem hodja, or priest, should he appear with
two or three veiled wives in a devout Methodist
community in Michigan and open up a campaign in
behalf of the Prophet. As for the results of education
upon a Mohammedan, whenever he is made
to doubt his own religion, when he is educated out
of it, he generally becomes an atheist. The spectacle
of the Great War has profoundly influenced
all non-Christian peoples and has made missionary
work more difficult than ever. “Christ is not the
Prince of Peace,” they say; and no amount of
preaching can make them believe it. “Prince of
Peace,” they sneer, “He is the Prince of the submarine,
the bomb-throwing aeroplane, poison gas,
the machine gun.” The supposed results of the
teachings of Christ are more evident than the teachings
themselves. One element of strength of the
Mohammedan religion is that it is sincere and gives
free play to the passions and impulses of man’s
lower nature. Whatever the teachings of the
Koran as to spreading its doctrines by the sword—for
the interpreters of that sacred book are legion,
and one may find anything he wishes in it—there is
no doubt as to the example set by Mohammed, who
founded his kingdom sword in hand, who was a polygamist,
a robber of camel caravans and gave orders
for the assassination of his enemies. This is
not said in a spirit of defamation of the Prophet,
but as a statement of well-known historic facts.
While advocating many virtues, the Koran gives
more play to the human passions and makes a greater
appeal to the natural man than the asceticism of
Christianity and hence spreads more rapidly among
primitive peoples and those of a lower grade of
civilization.
I once met a sweet missionary woman returning
from Africa with her little child, who had fallen
sick of fever, to America for medical treatment.
She described the great advance of Mohammedanism
in Africa and the seemingly hopeless task of the
Christian missionaries there. She made a sort of
map of mission stations and explained: “We are
trying to put a barrier across Africa to prevent
Mohammedanism spreading to the South, beyond
the equator,” “From what you say to me,” I observed,
“you can not do it.” “We can’t,” she
said, “but God can.” This seems unanswerable
and must appeal strongly to the religious devotee,
but there is an answer and it is this: “God can, of
course He can; but He doesn’t, and probably He
will not.” It seems probable that the great gift
of Christianity has been so abused and shamed by
the so-called Christian nations that God is weary of
them, and considers it presumptuous for them to
send out missionaries to convert people of another
faith. It has been abundantly shown to all reasonable
human beings, who are not religious zealots,
that money expended in the attempt to convert Moslems
is money thrown away. Even the missionaries
themselves in Turkey seem to have given it up.
The same story is heard everywhere. In The
Crescent in Northwest China, by G. Findlay Andrew,
a missionary, the author says: “Islam has
often been referred to as the challenge to Christian
missions. During the past few years a few Hwei-Hwei
(Chinese Moslems) have been reached with
the Gospel and, after a profession of faith, have
been accepted as church members or as inquirers.
The number has, however, been very small, and of
those who have ‘kept the faith’ only about one remains
in church fellowship at the time of writing.”
And yet the good missionary sums this gloomy report
up with, the remark: “Great as the problem is,
yet the triumph of the Cross over the Crescent in
Kansu is assured.” It is difficult to follow the
process of reasoning which derives this conclusion
from these premises.
The attention of the reader has already been
called to the fact that the Turks are the lowest of
the Moslem races and it would not be fair to Mohammedans
in general to say that they approve of
butchery and rape as carried out by that people, so
well characterized by Gladstone and many historians.
In fact the Turks are not the greatest
danger to the Christian church. They have accomplished
their fell task, and their influence as a
proselytizing power will not spread beyond their
own dominions unless they wage another successful
war.
A few quotations from that penetrating book,
The New World of Islam, by Lothrop Stoddard, will
suffice to show how Islamism is ousting Christianity
in those places where it meets it face to face.
The strongest and best organized proselytizing order
among the Moslems are the Senussiya, well described
by Mr. Stoddard:
“The beginning of systematic, self-conscious
pan-Islamism dates from about the middle of the
nineteenth century. The Sennussi are careful to
avoid a downright breach with European Powers.
Their long-headed, cautious policy is truly astonishing.
For more than half a century the order has
been a great force, yet it has never risked the supreme
adventure. In many of the fanatic risings
which have occurred in various parts of Africa,
local Sennussi have undoubtedly taken part, and the
same was true during the Italian campaign in Tripoli
and the late war, but the order itself has never
officially entered the lists. The Sennussi program
is the welding, first, of Moslem Africa, and, later
of the whole Moslem world into the revived “Imamat,”
of Islam’s early days; into a great theocracy
embracing all true believers—in other words, pan-Islamism.
But they believe that the political liberation
of Islam from Christian domination must be
preceded by a profound spiritual regeneration.
Year after year and decade after decade the Sennussi
advance slowly, calmly, coldly. They are covering
North Africa with their lodges and schools;
and to the southward converting millions of pagan
negroes to the faith of Islam. Every candid European
observer tells the same story. As an Englishman
remarked some twenty years ago: ‘Mohammedanism
is making remarkable progress in the interior
of Africa. It is crushing Paganism out.
Against it the Christian propaganda is a myth.’
And a French protestant missionary remarks in the
same vein: ‘We see Islam on its march, sometimes
slowed down, but never stopped, toward the heart of
Africa. It fears nothing. Even Christianity, its
most serious rival, it views without hate. While
Christians dream of the conquest of Africa, Mohammedans
do it.’ These gains are being made at the
expense of African Christianity as well. The
European missions lose many of their converts to
Islam, while across the continent, the ancient
Abyssinian Church, so long an outpost against Islam,
seems in danger of submersion by the rising
Moslem tide. There is to-day in the Moslem world a
wide spread conviction that Islam is entering on a
period of Renaissance and renewed glory.”
Mohammedanism to-day covers the northern
part of Africa from the Atlantic Ocean to the Red
Sea, nearly to the equator, far below which it has
passed on the East; it surrounds Abyssinia, an island
of degenerate Christianity; it holds solidly
Arabia, Persia, Afganistan, Turkestan and has
overrun large portions of China and Russia, where
it is making rapid progress. It is one of the leading
religions of India, and has reached the Dutch
Indies and Philippines.
Pierre Andre, in his work Islam et les Races,
gave the total number of Mohammedans in the
world in 1917, as 246,920,000; Laurence Martin of
the Library of Congress, in an article in Foreign
Affairs for March, 1923, gives the total number as
230,000,000 a slightly more conservative figure; but
any estimate must be revised yearly, as the number
is increasing with astounding rapidity. It is probable
that the number of Mohammedans in the world
to-day is about 250,000,000.
To the above vast portions of the earth’s surface
which have already been mentioned as solidly Mohammedan
must now be added Asia Minor, the last
hope and outpost of Christian civilization in the
Near East, which was rapidly spreading and developing
with the aid of our own and other Christian
schools, but which has recently been cleared out
by fire and massacre with the aid and connivance of
the Christian powers.
It has already been asserted that conversions
from Mohammedanism to Christianity are extremely
rare, while the former is taking heavy toll from
Christian converts. It seems also that there are
well-authenticated cases of Europeans and Americans
having embraced Islam. Professor T. W. Arnold
in his ingenious defense of Mohammedanism,
The Preaching of Islam, cites the case of an English
solicitor, Mr. William Henry Quillam, who embraced
Mohammedanism and became a missionary
of that faith in the city of Liverpool. By 1897, ten
years after his own conversion, Mr. Quillam had
made one hundred and thirty-seven proselytes.
An American, Mr. Alexander Russell Webb, at
one time United States Consul to Manila, after having
embraced Mohammedanism, opened a mission.
Mr. Webb had been brought up as a Presbyterian.
In 1875, a Methodist preacher named Norman became
converted to Mohammedanism and began to
preach it in America.
While I was in Smyrna a native-born American,
who was weary of a devoutly Christian and ascetic
wife, so good that he could not get a divorce from
her, became a Mohammedan in order to marry a
young woman with whom he had fallen in love, and
with whom he was living happily, as man and wife
according to Mohammedan law, up until quite recently.
There is also the well-authenticated story,
which, for obvious reasons, has not been given wide
publicity, of the American missionary woman who
married a rich Turk and became a member of his
already well-stocked harem. A number of her
former associates went to see her and endeavored
to persuade her to return to them. She replied:
“I have always desired to be married and live the
natural life of a woman, for which God intended me.
I saw the years slipping away, with no chance in
sight of fulfilling the functions for which the
Creator made me and I rebelled. No Christian
man has ever made me an honorable proposal of
marriage, though several have paid me court with
shady intentions. This man offered me a union
honorable according to his religion and the laws of
the country, and I accepted. I would rather have a
quarter of a man than none at all. I am soon to
become a mother; I am perfectly happy, and I don’t
want ever to hear anything more about missionaries
or missionary work.”
The two last cases are significant as they reveal
one of the reasons why Mohammedanism is less difficult
to preach convincingly, under favorable conditions,
than Christianity. It solves, both for men
and women, some of the inconveniences of our civilization,
which exist despite the greater and greater
efficiency of our divorce courts.
These pages are written without any spirit of
fanaticism and with the sole object of giving the
world, especially the Christian world, the truth
about certain matters of great historic significance.
The Mohammedans, in the organized propaganda
which they are making against Christianity, both by
written arguments and by their extensive system of
lay missionaries, are well aware of the unchristian
history of the Christian world, and the fearful spectacle
of the Great War has added a powerful argument
to their already full quiver. They are aware
also that the teachings of Christ, while never having
dictated to any great extent the policies of governments,
have also failed to regulate as they should
the lives of individuals. Mohammedanism does not
ask so much of the individual as does Christianity,
and hence is easier to live up to. There is consequently
less hypocrisy. For instance, the marriage
relation is very lax in the Prophet’s creed and polygamy
is permitted. A Mohammedan writer says
that the social evil is unknown in Mohammedan
countries, and a writer in Armenia, the defunct Boston
periodical of that name, replies that this is true
for the reason that the Moslem is permitted by his
religion to make his own home a brothel. The Moslem
propaganda argues that their various women
have an open and honorable standing, while the
Christian has illicit relations, which frequently ruin
his victims, whom he abandons to a life of dishonor.
But we are approaching the Mohammedan in the
matter of loose marriage relations, and in the need
of missionary work at home. In 1922, more than
one out of every eight married couples were divorced
in the United States, and it is frequent with
us to have a succession of partners, rivaling the
Mohammedan in this particular. In 1922 there
were 184,554 divorces in the United States, as
against 112,036 in 1916. In 1922 there were fifty-two
lynchings in the United States. In 1922 there
were 4,931,905 illiterates in this country, and in the
same year a percentage that reached nearly twenty-three
of illiteracy among the negroes of seven
Southern States.[14]
The Koran does not permit the use of wine, and
devout Mohammedans abstain from the use of intoxicants.
In the United States the Constitution
is very generally violated by large masses of the
population and the day of Christ’s Nativity is largely
celebrated by drunken orgies. Secret vice is
prevalent in the United States to a much larger extent
than many people dream of. Every few days
some automobile overturns, killing a guilty couple,
or some girl, in fear of the vice inspector, jumps out
of a window, revealing depravity in circles where it
was least expected.
Christianity lost her power as a world-conquering
religion—and thus became an easy prey to Mohammedanism—as
soon as she became obscured in
a smoke-screen of controversy. The innumerable
and bewildering quibbles which arose, giving rise
to many sects, and the violent hatreds and schisms
engendered, form a history in themselves. At the
time when Mohammed appeared on the scene, the
Church was already split into quarreling sects, who
had lost sight of the simple teachings of the Master.
Christians had become depraved and general immorality
and degeneracy were rife.
To-day the Christian world is about evenly divided
between Protestants and Catholics, rival sects,
showing little spirit of compromise. Recent statistics,
given by Whittaker’s Almanak, place the
total number of Catholics in the world at 272,860,000
and of Protestants and other denominations, (like
the Eastern Church) who deny the jurisdiction of
the Pope, at 290,000,000. Any one who has lived
for any time in countries where missionaries are active
will testify to the saintly character of Catholic
Sisters, and the devotion of the Brothers. They will
equally bear witness to the high character, courage
and beauty of life of Protestant missionaries, men
and women. But the two sects are antagonistic.
In Smyrna during the Greek administration, a
Y. M. C. A. was started and was doing excellent
work, as also a Y. W. C. A. A notice was posted
in all the Catholic churches that such institutions
were of darkness and not of light and that all true
Christians must keep away from them. A Catholic
teacher in the Y. W. C. A. who was being paid
a good salary and who needed it was compelled to
resign her post. This is but one instance of many
that could be given. When a Mohammedan is
asked to be a Christian, a common answer is, “What
kind? There are so many kinds of you, each warning
us against the others.” There is less hope to-day
of pan-Christianity than of pan-Islamism. Says
Kurtz, already referred to: “To-day Mohammedanism
is the one rival of Christianity to become a
world religion,” and a writer in the Moslem World
for January, 1925: “The Christian Church, after
thirteen centuries of hard struggle finds Islam still
a most baffling problem. It is true historically
that Islam has been born after Christianity and has
displaced it almost wherever it has spread. The
history of the whole of North Africa, Palestine
and Syria, and present Asia Minor shows this
plainly.”
The Reverend George Bush in his Life of Mohammed,
published by the Harpers in 1830, makes
the following reflection:
“Indeed in this, as in every other instance where
the fortunes of an individual are entirely disproportionate
to the means employed, and surpass all
reasonable calculation, we are forced to resolve the
problem into the special Providence of God. Nothing
short of this could have achieved such mighty
results.”
If there is no other explanation of Mohammedan
success, it is evident that the Divine intention has
not varied in the last ninety years. This is the
view-point of the deeply religious man, who believes
in God’s personal management of all the affairs of
this world, attributing to reasons of Divine wisdom
matters too deep for human penetration. The
student of history will understand the spread of
Mohammedanism at the expense of Christianity,
and the chief reasons have appeared or will become
plain in the course of this narrative.
A stouter and more virile figure than Mohammed
attempted to establish a similar creed on this
continent. He failed to become a world influence,
a permanent factor in history, for geographical
reasons, mainly. The part of the world in which
Brigham Young planted his polygamous creed was
not so well adapted to its expansion as the scene of
Mohammed’s early activities. Western civilization,
following close on the heels of the gold rush, overwhelmed
the American apostle and intimate of the
Angel Gabriel. The chief reason why Christianity
has lost so much ground before Mohammedanism,
and is likely to lose much more, is that there has
never been much real Christianity in the world.
The history of the so-called “Christian Nations”
has been a long tale of bloody wars, of
treachery and robbery, of St. Bartholemew Days
and of Catholics martyrized by Protestants; of persecutions,
of saints and witches burned at the stake.
And the situation among the “Christian Nations”
that allowed the Turks to burn Smyrna and
massacre and abuse its inhabitants was such a culmination
of infamy and shame as shows that the
world is becoming less Christian as the years go by.
Surely there is no reason to expect God to aid
Christian missionaries, after such a disappointment
and travesty. If, as the Reverend Bush remarks,
the wonderful spread of Mohammedanism can only
be explained as some special Providence of God, He
may be inspiring the Sennussi to spiritualize their
religion and develop the better features of it. If
the Christian faith has had so feeble effect upon
the conduct of Christian nations and has so little
harmony that it lacks the force to convert Mohammedans,
then the only alternative open to wisdom,
finite or infinite, would be to make the best of some
other creed. When our missionaries have finished
putting the Turkish administrations “on a sound
basis,” they might come home and teach us to be
better Christians. Unless Christianity is saved in
those countries where it still has a nominal existence,
it is doomed, and their civilization will go
with it. The Bolsheviks understand this, as witness
the war they are waging against religion.
CHAPTER XXXIV THE KORAN AND THE BIBLE
The peculiar state of mind which has enabled the
Turk to commit outrages on humanity that have
shocked and insulted the entire race have been due
to three things: his own nature, the teachings of
the Koran and the example of the Prophet. This
is what Gladstone means when he speaks of the
“combination of his nature and his religion.”
This is better understood when we take into consideration
that other branches of the Mohammedans
have made great contributions to the progress and
culture of the world. The Arabs have distinguished
themselves in architecture, science, poetry, art and
letters. It is the opinion of that distinguished
churchman, Canon William Barry, expressed in an
article in The Nineteenth Century and After for
August, 1919, that other Moslems should repudiate
the Turk and his outrages. Canon Barry says:
“Wise Moslems, instead of being stirred up in
defense of a system condemned by history and experience,
should be led to perceive in the Turk, not
any ‘Bulwark of Islam,’ but a stain upon their
civilization, a lapse from the glory of their illustrious
Caliphs, a scandal and a weakness not to be
endured any more.”
In support of this, one has only to hark back to
the splendid days of Bagdad and Cordova.
In the days of Haroun al Raschid, Bagdad was
renowned as the greatest city in the world, a center
of refinement, learning and art. This monarch is
described as having gathered about him a brilliant
company of poets, jurists, learned men and wits.
That civilization has left behind one classic which
has immortalized it—even though it naively treats
of a monarch who had a new wife every night whose
head he cut off in the morning.
But here we have the same old story: Bagdad
fell into insignificance after it came under the sway
of the Turks; and at the time of its final capture in
1638 by the Sultan Murad IV, that monarch massacred
most of its inhabitants, contrary to the terms
of capitulation.
The Moors have left behind them in Spain monuments
of architecture which are to this day a delight
to the world; we have only to cite the
Mosque—now the Cathedral—at Cordova, and the
Alhambra of Grenada. The famous Algebra of
Omar Khayyám was written in Arabic and many
contributions to science and literature have first appeared
in that language. The Arab of Africa is
described by travelers as the noblest specimen, physically,
of the human race, and even the casual tourist
who has touched at Algiers, has confirmed this
fact by observation of the men in its streets. The
difference, mentally, between the Arab and the
Turk, is thus depicted by Buckhardt:
“The Arab displays his manly character when
he defends his guest at the peril of his own life and
submits to the reverses of fortune, to disappointment
and distress with the most patient resignation.
He is distinguished from the Turk by the virtues of
pity and gratitude. The Turk is cruel, the Arab is
of a more kindly temper; he pities and supports the
wretched and never forgets the generosity shown
him even by an enemy.”
Without having gone deeply into the subject, I
am convinced that the Turks are the only branch of
the Mohammedan faith which has never made any
contributions to the progress of civilization or produced
anything which, as Sir Edwin Pears says,
“the world would gladly keep.” They have been
destructive and not constructive.
To understand how human beings could have developed
such traits of ferocity and have left such a
record of massacres, and for the benefit of those
who believe that a high state of civilization is now
to be built up by these people who have definitely
rejected the teachings of Christ, let us cast a glance
at the comparative doctrines of the Koran and the
Bible.
That the teachings of the New Testament are infinitely
more softening and uplifting than those of
the Koran, no one can deny after a brief and intelligent
comparative study. The general spirit of
the latter book—and the statement is made despite
the contention of those commentators who hold the
contrary—is that of spreading its doctrines and the
power and dominion of its followers by the sword;
to destroy the unbeliever or make him pay tribute.
It is polygamous in its teachings.
It is founded on the Old Testament and in it appear
the chief historical characters of that book. It
is completed, or rounded out, by much of Oriental
fable and belief in supernatural beings, such as the
Jinns of the Arabian Nights; to which are added the
so-called Revelations of the Prophet. Some of these
are merely for the purpose of allowing Mohammed
to gratify his own desires, as, for instance, the case
in which one of his friends is commanded by the
angel to give his beautiful wife to the Prophet.
A great literature of commentary has grown up
around the Koran, and it would be possible for its
defenders to find much in it preaching tolerance,
but its general effect upon its disciples, combined
with the example of the Prophet’s life, convincingly
prove that Mohammedanism is a creed to be
spread by the sword. Written originally in Arabic,
it is claimed for it that its beauties can only be appreciated
in that language and that the lines in
which it is composed make a peculiar appeal to its
readers and linger in the memory.
Scene on railroad pier, Smyrna, where refugees embarked.
This contention can only be understood, of
course, by those who are versed in the Arabic. It
was for a similar reason that Tupper’s Proverbial
Philosophy was at one time universally popular. I
have read the New Testament in the original Greek,
in Latin, French, English and portions of it in German
and Swedish and I am competent to state that
the words of Christ lend themselves to translation
because of the beauty and value of the thought intrinsically,
and because of the universal appeal, in
every age, which it contains.
The Sermon on the Mount is as overwhelmingly
touching and irresistible in English, French or German,
as it is in the original Greek. The same may
be said of the Lord’s Prayer, and of most of the
words of the Master. This is why, when Christianity
is blotted out of vast areas of the earth’s
surface by the sword, the club, by the ax and fire,
we can consider that the world has retrograded for
some thousands of years in those regions, and that
the interests of the race have in general been irretrievably
injured, no matter who gets the concessions.
The New Testament advocates purity of life and
even leans toward asceticism. Christ himself was
unmarried and was of spotless purity. The Koran
is sensual in its teachings, both as to this life and
the life hereafter. It promises the true believer an
allotment of paradisiacal females when he arrives
in the other world. What the relation of the earthly
wives will be to this new group is more or less uncertain.
This doctrine of the Koran throws the
light very clearly on the contemptuous regard in
which woman is held by the followers of Mohammed.
Such a lofty, pure and beautiful Idyl as the life
and death of Lord Tennyson and his lady is not possible
to a creed of polygamy and heavenly houries.
Heaven is thus described in the Koran:
“Therein shall receive them lovely damsels refraining
their eyes from beholding any but their
spouses, whom no man shall have touched before,
neither any Spirit (Jinn) and having complexions
like rubies and pearls.”
In connection with this, one must remember that
Mohammedans hold the Koran in deep reverence
and believe it literally. Among the great mass of
them, there is not that advanced thought and development
of education which might cause them to regard
skeptically their sacred book, as is the case
among Christians. When a Mohammedan dies on
the field of battle he actually believes that he is going
straight to a beautiful garden where a bevy of
voluptuous females await him.
According to the Koran, divorce is easy and can
be obtained by the husband simply proclaiming that
he is weary of his spouse. The wife, on the other
hand, can only obtain divorce for sufficient cause.
In fact, matrimonial ties in Mohammedan countries
are flimsy. No better example of the ease of Mohammedan
divorce can be given than that of
Mustapha Khemal, the Turkish leader, and his
wife. The American papers explained that Khemal
himself pronounced the decree, his priestly
functions enabling him so to do; but the fact is
that divorce in Mohammedan countries is an extremely
simple process for both high and low.
The Koran teaches non-indulgence in wine, and
in general devout believers are absolute tee-totalers.
The cultivation of the grape and the making of wine
does not prevail among the followers of Mohammed.
Circumcision, non-eating of pork, objection to
statues and photographs are all borrowed from the
Old Testament, the last named from the commandment,
“Thou shalt not make to thyself any graven
image.”
Not one Turk in a thousand, if that many, can
read the Koran, as it is written in Archaic Arabic,
but the general conception that they are the faithful
and all others are “dogs of unbelievers” is well
fixed in their minds as also the few broad articles
of faith hitherto enumerated. Illiteracy is generally
prevalent among the Turkish people, and the
hodjas or priests do not do much in the way of teaching
except crying from the minarets “God is God
and Mahomet is His Prophet.” Nevertheless, during
the horrible days of massacre, fire and rape in
Smyrna, the Turks were chanting, with joy: “Their
wives shall be widows and their children orphans.”
Hearing this, and thinking of the thousands of babes
who were being made fatherless, or subjected to suffering
and death, I could not help remembering the
words: “Suffer the little children to come unto me,
for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven.”
Mr. Geddes in his statement asserts that in no
instance did he see any Moslem giving alms to Armenians,
it being a criminal offense for any one to
aid them, the object of the deportations being “the
extermination of the race.” The teachings of the
Mohammedan cult render it possible to issue such
an order to an entire nation, with the certainty that
it will be universally obeyed.
CHAPTER XXXV THE EXAMPLE OF MOHAMMED
Though there have been great Mohammedan civilizations
that have contributed much to the world’s
progress and have left imperishable monuments,
they have not lasted. They have arisen through
the fundamentally noble character and intelligence
of the peoples that have founded them, and have
flourished for a relatively short time rather in
spite of their creed than because of it. And, as is
the case in all religions, the example set by the
originator has had a greater influence on his disciples
than his book. The Prophet is deeply reverenced
by all Mohammedans who regard even one
hair from his beard as having miraculous power.
The main facts of his life and his general character
are known to them. These salient facts will
now be set forth without bias of hostility or irreverence.
They are authentic and well established.
The reader is invited to confirm them and determine
for himself whether or not they are correctly
stated:
1. Mohammed was a polygamist;
2. After leaving Mecca and proceeding to Messina,
where he established himself for a time, he
organized and conducted raids against caravans,
which he robbed to replenish his depleted treasury;
3. He besieged and plundered towns for the
booty, which acts he justified by “revelations”;
4. He ordered eight hundred Jewish prisoners
to be separated from their wives and children and
butchered and their bodies thrown into a trench.
Their wives and families were sold into captivity.
This was the first Mohammedan massacre;[15]
5. He ordered ferocious and inhuman punishments
to be inflicted;[16]
6. He removed his enemies by murder and assassination.
We have seen how faithfully this example has
been followed by the Turks throughout the years
since the fall of Constantinople, and especially by
the Young Turks since their accession to power.
But although other branches of the Mohammedan
race have shown conspicuous qualities of heart and
of head, yet a general study of the spread of that
religion from its inception reveals only too clearly
the influence of the Prophet’s example as well as of
his teachings. Says Pears, already quoted:
“The history indeed, of Egypt, of Syria and of
Asia Minor had been a long series of massacres,
culminating perhaps in that of Egypt where in 1354,
when the Christians were ordered to abjure their
faith and accept Mohammedanism and refused, a
hundred thousand were put to death.”
Adrian Fortescue, in his work, The Lesser Eastern
Churches, has this paragraph:
“In 1389, a great procession of Copts who had
accepted Mohammed under fear of death, marched
through Cairo. Repenting of their apostasy, they
now wished to atone for it by the inevitable consequence
of returning to Christianity. So as they
marched, they announced that they believed in
Christ and renounced Mohammed. They were
seized and all the men were beheaded in an open
square before the women. But this did not terrify
the women; so they, too, were all martyred.”
Regarding the Armenian massacres of our own
time, Doctor Johannes Lepsius, to whose masterly
Secret Report reference has been made in earlier
pages, makes the following statement:
“We have lists before us of 550 villages whose
surviving inhabitants were converted to Islam with
fire and sword; of 568 churches thoroughly pillaged,
destroyed and razed to the ground; of 282 Christian
churches transformed into mosques; of 21 Protestant
preachers and 170 Gregorian (Armenian) who
were, after enduring unspeakable tortures, murdered
after their refusal to accept Islam. We repeat,
however, that these figures reach only to the
extent of our information, and do not by a long way
reach to the extent of the reality. Is this a religious
persecution or is it not?”
Christianity, then, has been cleaned out of North
Africa and the old Byzantine Empire, the home of
the early Fathers of the Church and of the Seven
Cities, largely by massacre; the Turk, when he
burned Smyrna and made Asia Minor solidly Mohammedan,
finished a work that has been going on
for centuries.
Not only have these methods been used for propagating
Mohammedanism, but the “Law of Apostates”
prescribes death, forced separation from
wife and family, and loss of property and legal
rights for any Moslem who forsakes his faith and
adheres to another. The fear of these dreadful
punishments is one of the reasons why there are so
few converts from Mohammedanism to Christianity.
Doctor Samuel M. Zwemmer, the learned writer on
Mohammedan matters, gives many examples of the
application of this law in his recent work, The Law
of Apostasy in Islam.
An example which came within my personal observation,
the murder of the convert of the International
College at Smyrna, has already been referred
to. This is probably the same case as that
cited by the Reverend Ralph Harlow, one time
pastor of the International College at Smyrna, in a
pamphlet: “Outside the Walls of Smyrna his body
was found, stabbed in many places.”
The Law of Apostasy, according to Zwemmer, is
summed up by the Mohammedan law-givers in the
following words:
“As for Apostates, it is permitted to kill them
by facing them or coming upon them from behind,
just as in the case of Polytheists. Secondly, their
blood, if shed, brings no vengeance. Thirdly, their
property is the spoil of true believers. Fourthly,
their marriage ties become null and void.”
The educated, Europeanized Turk of Constantinople
is a shrewd and polished gentleman of seductive
manners; but one thing must never be forgotten
by those interested, financially or otherwise, in the
future of Turkey; that country has been made
“homogeneous” by a series of ferocious massacres
carefully planned and relentlessly carried out by
just such polished and seductive gentlemen, who
have exploited Moslem fanaticism for their purposes,
and it is on that fanaticism that their power
rests.
CHAPTER XXXVI THE “50-50” THEORY
One of the cleverest statements circulated by the
Turkish propagandists is to the effect that the massacred
Christians were as bad as their executioners,
that it was “50-50.” This especially appeals
strongly to the Anglo-Saxon sense of justice, relieves
one of all further annoyance or responsibility,
and quiets the conscience. But it requires a very
thoughtless person indeed to accept such a statement,
and extremely little thought is required to
show the fallacy of it.
In the first place, the Christians in the power of
the Turk have never had much opportunity to massacre,
even had they been so disposed. If a few
Turks have been killed in the long history of butcheries
that have soaked the empire with blood, the
reckoning, mathematically, will not be 50-50, nor
even one to ten thousand. In addition to this, even
with the shortcomings of the Christians of the
world, in general, the teachings of Christ have made
it better. In all the former Ottoman provinces that
have succeeded in casting off the Turkish blight—Hungary,
Bulgaria, Serbia, Greece—there is very
little, if any, record of Turks massacred by Christians.
The conduct of the Greeks toward the thousands
of Turks residing in Greece, while the ferocious
massacres were going on, and while Smyrna was
being burned and refugees, wounded, outraged and
ruined, were pouring into every port of Hellas, was
one of the most inspiring and beautiful chapters in
all that country’s history. There were no reprisals.
The Turks living in Greece were in no wise
molested, nor did any storm of hatred or revenge
burst upon their heads. This is a great and beautiful
victory that, in its own way, rises to the level
of Marathon and Salamis.
One naturally asks what other Christian nation
could have done any better? In fact, the whole
conduct of Greece, during and after the persecution
of the Christians in Turkey, has been most admirable,
as witness also its treatment of the Turkish
prisoners of war, and its efforts for the thousands of
refugees that have been thrown upon its soil. I
know of what I am speaking, for I was in Greece
and saw with my own eyes. No one, I think, will
have the courage to dispute these facts.
Had the Greeks, after the massacres in the Pontus
and at Smyrna, massacred all the Turks in
Greece, the record would have been 50-50—almost.
CHAPTER XXXVII ASIA MINOR, THE GRAVEYARD OF GREEK CITIES
The possibilities of Asia Minor for Aryan civilization
are better understood when one casts an
eye back on that country to the period when it was
covered with teeming millions and dotted with cities
that were mothers of art, literature, philosophy, industry
and all that is most useful and beautiful in
human development. All this has been repeatedly
swept over by Asiatic and Mongol invasion and is
now covered with the Turkish blight.
In a paper read in December, 1922, by W. H.
Buckler, of Baltimore, the well-known diplomat and
archeologist, he calls attention to the great wealth
of opportunity for archeological research in New
Turkey, and he urges American scholars to concentrate
their attention upon Anatolia and its new capital,
Angora, and he expects that “the development
of towns, roads, etc., will be much more rapid than
formerly, and this change will be most marked at
Angora, which, from a village must shortly transform
herself into a metropolis.”
It is possible that a few new buildings may be put
up at Angora in the near future, but the process of
reasoning which connects the carrying out of massacres
on a hitherto unprecedented scale with a
freshly acquired ability for administration, agriculture,
commerce and finance is incomprehensible.
On this point, precisely, Sir Valentine Chirol, already
quoted, very opportunely says:
“The Turk’s only real business was, and always
has been, war. But it is difficult to see how far
Turkey has profited by exchanging a narrow religious
fanaticism for an equally narrow racial fanaticism.
All we need consider is what Turkey is
to-day. Her population is estimated at between
six million and eight million decimated by the war
and believed to be shrinking as it was already doing
before the war, from congenital disease. It will,
it is true, be for the first time, an almost purely
Turkish population, for of the Greeks and Armenians
who in 1914 still numbered some three million
in Asia Minor, only the scantiest remnants are left.
Yet they were the most intelligent and economically
valuable communities of the old Ottoman Empire.
She (Turkey) can hardly aspire to a much higher
position than that of a third rate power barely equal
in general resources to any of the Balkan states
over which she used to rule, and she has herself abdicated
the prestige and influence which the possession
of the Khalifate had conferred upon her.”[17]
But the very learned and accomplished writer,
Doctor Buckler, brings out some facts of stupendous
importance and significance. To quote his
words:
“The range of Anatolian historical monuments
and documents covers about five thousand years.
The periods represented by remains extend from
the third millennium B. C., with its South Cappadocian
Cuneiform tablets to the fifteenth century
A. D., with its Seljuk architecture and inscriptions.
Among the subjects of history on which Anatolian
remains throw light are: Law, politics, economics,
education, art, (including sculpture) philosophy,
literature.”
He goes on to say that the term “Anatolia,” as
here used, covers all of Asia Minor lying west of a
line running north from Alexandretta to the Black
Sea, and a list of ancient cities and towns having
mints of their own in the fourteen classical districts
included within that area, works out as follows:
Lycia, Pamphylia and Pisidia
95
towns
Lycaonia, Isauria and Cilicia
82
”
Phrygia and Galatia
61
”
Bithynia, Paphlagonia and Pontus
34
”
Ionia, Lydia and Caria
84
”
Total
356
”
Among the sites already excavated, or earmarked
for excavation, he mentions Pergamon, Miletus,
Sardis, Colophon, Priene, Cnidus; and among
those partly spoiled for excavation by their mere
existence as modern towns, are Smyrna, Halicarnassus,
Adalia, Philadelphia, Thyatira and Ankyra.
The last named is now the Turkish capital, Angora.
The most, if not all, of the cities mentioned by Doctor
Buckler were centers of Greek or Christian culture,
or both.
It is natural that the archeologists, in their anxiety
to obtain permission to work in Asia Minor
with safety should be very careful to say nothing
that might offend the sensibilities of the Turk.
They must use all their diplomacy in dealing with
him in order that as much as possible may be unearthed
of the treasures of Greek art and wisdom
that lie buried beneath the land now in the hands of
the Khemalists, still wet with the blood of the last
survivors of an ancient civilization.
We have then, the following classes who find
themselves in the same situation with regard to the
Turk, that is to say, who are prevented from saying
anything that might offend him: Certain missionaries;
the business men with interests still in
Turkey; the concession hunters; the diplomats; the
archeologists. I believe that many of these are sincere
in their admiration of the Turk, founded on the
supposition that his crimes have been greatly exaggerated
and were more or less justified.
This conviction I do not share and I am convinced
that it would have been better for the whole
Western world and the Turks as well, if the non-Moslem
minorities had been protected, and Christian
civilization given a chance to develop in the
Ottoman Empire.
Byron Settlement.
Houses near Athens erected for Asia Minor refugees by the
Greek Government.
As to the great commercial and industrial activity
which Professor Buckler foresaw in 1922, the
two following extracts from the press of 1925 are
apropos. A writer in a February number of the
Gazetta del Popolo, of Turin, Italy, recently returned
from Smyrna, says:
“The appearance of Smyrna is tragic. Even
two years and a half after the tragedy the ruins are
untouched. For two kilometers along the quay
stretch the skeletons—the ghosts of houses. And
behind are more miles of streets, lined by other
phantom houses, like an endless morgue.
“This phantom city is a terrible symbol of all
Turkey. That which above all attracts attention
is the disappearance of the Greeks, swept out, extirpated
from that city, which was their metropolis
in the Levant, and where they dominated all forms
of activity. The Armenians have also completely
disappeared. The Jews endure with difficulty the
handicaps which they undergo in their sphere of life.
“The Europeans try to make the best of a bad
situation, but those who are not supplied with ample
capital, sufficient to allow them to face a thousand
daily vexations, which the authorities inflict, are
faced with the necessity of themselves retiring.
“All forms of activity in Turkey during the
past ages were created by non-Turks. There was
nothing of theirs except the army. Ruthlessly the
Turks condemn to death all enterprise—commercial
and industrial—in which they can not themselves
succeed.
“At present Turkey has only three custom
houses—Constantinople, Smyrna and Messina.
Since the first of January of this year, when the
law concerning the customs went into effect, all
other ports have been obliged to suspend entirely
their traffic. It is not possible for commercial activity
to exist in them any more; traffic with Europe
has practically ceased entirely. All goods
shipped to and from Turkey must be unloaded at
one of these towns; go through the vexatious customs
formalities, and be reloaded and reshipped to
their destinations.[18]
“The rug industry no longer exists. The Armenians
and Greeks, who were its personnel, have fled
and settled in Rhoades, Piræus, and some at Bari.
There no longer remains any one in Smyrna who
knows how to make carpets.
“Ten years ago, by the Armenian massacres and
deportations, Asia Minor was laid desolate. To-day,
the industrious and productive portion of its population
has completely disappeared. It will soon become,
if not a desert, a wilderness. Everywhere
along the coast are cities which were abandoned to
the Turks two years ago and are now completely depopulated.
The tillers of the soil have become
shepherds and nomads—the land no longer belongs
to any one. “Within a few years, if God does not
work a miracle, and endow the Turks with gifts
which they have always lacked, Asia Minor will become
a desert in the heart of Mediterranean civilization.”
And a writer in a recent number of Le Temps of
Paris says:
“Constantinople is a dying city. The Bosphorus,
once thronged with the world’s shipping, is
now all but deserted; the offices of foreign business
houses are winding up their affairs; the banks will
loan money only at the most exorbitant rates. The
troubles with the Greeks and Armenians have resulted
in the expulsion en masse of those peoples.
Even the Turkish population proper is emigrating
in the hope of finding brighter commercial prospects.
“As the prosperity of the great city declines, its
ancient rivals, Alexandria, Beirut, Saloniki and
Piræus are receiving the benefits of its former
trade.”
How can it be otherwise?
Efficiency to massacre does not mean ability in
industry and commerce, and the fanatical destruction
of great industrial masses has always proved a
serious blow to the prosperity of the country where
the crime has occurred, as witness the persecution
of the Huguenots in France. In Turkey it has
meant ruin.
CHAPTER XXXVIII ECHOES FROM SMYRNA
As throwing some light on the spirit in which
the foregoing pages have been written, I append the
following letters, the first two from American missionary
associations, the third from a committee of
prominent Turks at Smyrna:
“AMERICAN BOARD OF COMMISSIONERS
FOR FOREIGN MISSIONS
Incorporated 1812
Congregational House, 14 Beacon Street
Boston, Massachusetts.
March 22, 1923.
“Doctor George Horton,
American Consul-General,
Care Consular Bureau, State Dept.,
Washington, D. C.
“Dear Doctor Horton:
“Enclosed is a letter written by Mr. Getchell in
behalf of the missionaries of Smyrna, addressed to
Doctor Barton, to have been handed to you on board
the steamer which you in some way failed to take.
“It was thus delayed and reached my hands only
yesterday.
“Please accept the sentiments expressed although
unfortunately so long delayed in transmission.
The original of the letter addressed to Doctor
Barton was delivered when the party reached
America and was read by him on his return from
China.
“We are watching events in the Near East with
the greatest interest and, as one of the missionaries
has said, ‘with hopes that scarce know themselves
from fear.’
“I have heard that the American Consulate is
again functioning in Smyrna and it is possible that
you are there once more. If so, it will be a comfort
and a relief of many persons whose interests are
still largely centered in that city.
“I trust that you and your family have maintained
your health despite the terrible strain upon
you and that you will be able to continue in the
splendid cooperation with our missionaries that has
characterized your work in the past.
“Very sincerely yours,
(Signed) “Ernest W. Biggs.”
The letter referred to as “enclosed” was as follows:
“Athens, Greece,
October 12, 1922.
“Reverend James L. Barton, D. D.,
Secretary of the American Board,
14 Beacon Street,
Boston, Mass.
“Dear Doctor Barton:
“At a recent station meeting of the Smyrna missionaries
now refugees in the city of Athens (numbering
fourteen adults), a vote was passed recognizing
the exceedingly helpful and sympathetic services
of our Consul-General, Doctor Horton, during
the days of the late Smyrna tragedy. The vote
also expressed the desire that a copy of this letter
be sent to the State Department, Washington, D. C.,
and one also to Doctor Horton himself.
“During those days of Turkish fire, pillage and
massacre, which laid the beautiful city of Smyrna
in ashes and rendered homeless her Christian population
of not less than 500,000 people, including the
refugees from the surrounding towns and villages,
Doctor Horton passed through more trying, exacting
and dangerous experiences than I could imagine
any official of the United States Government, doing
service abroad, has ever been called upon to
undergo.
“Under such circumstances, when our American
Consulate was crowded with helpless human beings,
all looking to the consul for help and advice, Consul
Horton kept cool but never cold. His warm sympathetic
heart went out to each sufferer, and aid
was extended wherever possible.
“The missionaries are especially grateful for the
assistance rendered by Doctor Horton in helping to
rescue teachers and pupils from the schools, with
the result that not one teacher from the American
Girls’ Institute, at Smyrna, is missing; and most of
the girls, who were in the burning building, have
been saved.
“Since the flight to Athens, Doctor Horton has
been most energetic in helping to feed, clothe and
house the needy refugees.
“We wish to put on record our appreciation of
Doctor Horton’s brave and sympathetic efforts for
ourselves, as well as the natives of the city.
“On behalf of the missionaries of Smyrna Station,
I remain,
“Very sincerely yours,
(Signed) “Dana K. Getchell.”
The third and following letter was received by
me in Washington, August 20, 1923, in the Turkish
language. Among the signers are Ilimdar Zade
Edhem, President of the Islamic Emigration Committee
and Hali Zeki, proprietor of the well-known
Shark Gazette.
My constant policy during the long time that I
was in the Near East, was to befriend, in so far as
my official position permitted, all who might be in
need of help, irrespective of race or religion.
“30 July, 1339 (Turkish date)
“Since the appointment of His Excellency,
George Horton as Consul-General of the United
States in Smyrna, His Excellency has won the heart
of the whole Turkish nation by the sympathy and
good will which His Excellency has always shown
every Turkish man.
“During the Greek occupancy of our country
His Excellency, Mr. George Horton, gave full protection
and kindly treatment to those of the Turks
who went to him for protection and the right of
humane existence.
“We therefore beg to express our heartiest
thanks to His Excellency, Mr. George Horton, for
all the interest and kindly services rendered by him
for the Turkish nation, which has also created in
our hearts a deep and eternal affection for his honorable
nation.
(Signed)
“Ilimdar Zade Edhem, President of the Islamic Emigration Committee
Sahlebdji Zade Midhat, Merchant
Hussein Djemal, Chemist
Beshir Zade, Merchant
Ali Rifki
Mehmet Nourri, Carpet Merchant
Hali Zeki, Proprietor of Shark Gazette
Hassan Fewzi, Lawyer
Shaih Kadri
Eyyub Sabri, Merchant
Mehmet Emin, Merchant
Mehmet Hamdi, Merchant
Kesreli Hadji Ali, Tobacco Merchant
Berkeli Zade Hadji Bedriddin
Mkr. Ahmet
Kantardji Zade
Mustapha Nouriddin
Mehmet Zeki, Hat Merchant.”
Of these and of many other Turks that I have
known personally, I have the most friendly and even
affectionate recollections. I wish them well and
would gladly welcome an occasion that would allow
me to be of service to them again.
It is necessary, however, for the honor of the
Turkish race that some of its members should denounce
the massacres and publicly declare that they
are and have always been opposed to them. If the
Koran does not advocate the putting to death of
the unbeliever as some of its expounders maintain,
then it should seem indispensable to the good name
of Mohammedanism in general, that all the other
Moslems should denounce the Turkish massacres.
The above testimonial was forwarded to me by
Mr. Rufus Lane, formerly American consul at Smyrna,
who writes among other things:
“I thought it would be a pleasure to you to have
as a souvenir of your stay here, a few lines from
some of your Turkish friends, attesting their sympathy
for you.
“One man declares that you saved the lives of
his entire family in 1916, by providing them with
food, a doctor and a nurse when his mother, his
wife and three children were all down with typhus.
I know the man well, as also the circumstances,
which no doubt you have forgotten.”
CHAPTER XXXIX CONCLUSION
The outstanding facts in the preceding narrative
are the following:
1. Smyrna was burned by the Turks, as the concluding,
at present, act in a consistent policy that
has been shaping Moslem history and expansion for
centuries, and especially Turkish history since the
coming to power of the Young Turks, as displayed
in the “Turkifying” murders, tortures and persecutions
in Macedonia that led to the First Balkan
War (1912); the killing and driving from their
homes of the Greeks of Asia Minor during the period
just preceding the outbreak of the World War
and the destruction of their flourishing villages, (as
described by the Frenchman Manciet, writing of the
scenes at Phocæa); the deportation of Greeks, men,
women and children in the midwinter of 1916, from
the Black Sea region, forcing them to walk in the inclement
weather till many thousands perished (as
mentioned by Dana K. Getchell, in his letter given
above); the doing to death of between eight hundred
thousand and a million Armenians in 1915-16; the
burning of Smyrna and the massacre of thousands
of its inhabitants in 1922.
2. Smyrna was burned by Turkish soldiers at
a time when they were in full and complete possession
of the city, and the fires were applied first in
the Armenian quarter, in which the Turks had been
plundering, murdering and raping for several days
and where no Armenian was to be found, with the
possible exception of such survivors as might be
hiding in cellars.
3. Credible non-Greek or non-Armenian witnesses
testified to the manner of the burning of Smyrna.
4. A Turkish soldier poured petroleum, or petroleum
mixed with gasoline, in the street before the
American consular building, causing the fire to be
led up to and communicated to the building and endangering
the lives of those within.
5. The burning of Smyrna and the massacre
and abuse of its Christian inhabitants in the year
of our Lord, 1922, was made possible through the
mutual jealousies and conflicting commercial interests
of certain Christian powers, and the actual aid,
moral and material, furnished by some of them to
the Turks.
6. The Turks committed their fearful acts
against the Christians and humanity in general in
the full conviction that they would meet with no
opposition nor even criticism from the United
States. They were led to this belief by a loud pro-Turk
and anti-Christian propaganda carried on in
the American press by certain concession hunters,
and other interested writers.
7. No Gladstonian note of horror, protest or revulsion
has as yet issued from any official American
source, though the Turks have surpassed anything
that Gladstone ever dreamed of.
8. The Turks can not regain the confidence and
respect of the civilized world until they repent sincerely
of their crimes and make all restitution in
their power.
9. Concealing such deeds as have been recounted
in these chapters or misrepresenting them
with the purpose of obtaining material advantages
or saving property, reveals a low state of morality,
consistent with the spirit of this commercial age.
10. One of the many reasons why Mohammedanism
is outstripping Christianity in the latter’s ancient
birthplace and territory, and in general wherever
the two religions meet face to face, is that
Christ has been unworthily followed by the people
who are sending out the missionaries.
11. Church people in America should become
aware of the fact that American missionaries in
Turkey can not convert Turks, nor conduct religious
exercises at which Turks are present and that the
schools in the Ottoman Empire are now being conducted
on that basis; and that, if they should
convert any Turks, the latter would be killed, and
the missionaries and their buildings be in danger
of attack.
But the chief lesson of these pages is the growing
feebleness of Christianity—divided, insincere,
permeated with materialism; undermined and befuddled,
in much of its old sturdy and childlike
credence, by modern scientific discovery.
Whoever has attended, as I have done at the
city of Washington, a general meeting of missionaries,
can not have failed to be impressed with the
devotion, enthusiasm and spiritual fervor of those
noble men and women who carry the beautiful doctrines
of Christ to heathen lands. I saw them and
heard them soon after my return from the Near
East and the Smyrna horror, and I could scarcely
refrain from rising to my feet and crying:
“Come home and save us, before it is everlastingly
too late!”
THE END
APPENDIX
The fearful and cataclysmic drama of anti-Christ
unrolled in these pages is still developing, in all its
phases. In the Christian Advocate of June 18, 1925,
appeared the following editorial, as the leading article,
which I quote in full:
A Name! A Name!
What’s in a name? asks the poet, as if “Nothing”
must be the inevitable answer. Yet it is the
experience of mankind that the proper answer
would be “Everything.” For around the name cluster
all the qualities of the thing named. The color
and scent of the queen of flowers flash out before
the imagination at the very name of “rose.” So
precious are the names of articles of commerce that
we find manufacturers of soaps and tooth-pastes,
gasolines and lubricants, bread, salves and cigarettes,
paying large sums to secure a distinctive
name for their special brand, and registering it with
the government and defending their sole right to
its use with all the authority the laws confer. Shut
your eyes and let some one speak the words “Ford”
and “Rolls-Royce,” and no more ask what’s in a
name?
There is a Name that is—or must we say was?—above
every name. What has happened to it?
A remarkable thing has recently taken place in
Turkey. The government called into consultation
Asa Kent Jennings, an American resident of Asia
Minor (whose name is still borne with honor on the
rolls of the Northern New York Conference of the
Methodist Episcopal Church). During the war between
the Turks and Greeks he had displayed qualities
of character which won him the good opinion
of both nations. He was told that the Turkish Republic
was seeking to discover some educational
method or social agency that would promote the
physical, intellectual and moral excellence of the
young men and women of the nation. In conference
with him a plan was worked out for a system of
associations or clubs in large centers, where everything
which distinguishes the threefold program of
the Young Men’s Christian Association shall be put
in practice under the official patronage and with the
support of the Turkish Government, which is Mohammedan
in religion, but under the direction of
Mr. Jennings, who is a “Y” secretary and a Methodist
preacher. The first of these clubs is to be
opened at Angora, the new capital, and the man in
charge will be another Methodist preacher, John B.
Ascham, of West Ohio, whose illuminating contributions
on the European political situation since the
war have appeared in these columns from time to
time. But it was stipulated by the Angora government
these institutions, though redolent of the spirit
of Christ, must not bear the name of Christian.
That is a fundamental condition. Everything Christian,
except the label!
How can this be? The explanation is obvious.
From the time of the Crusades, when the wearers of
the Cross clashed with the wearers of the Crescent,
the name of Christian has been forever tarnished
with memories of massacre and war. None of the
fruits of the Spirit, the virtues which the Western
world likes to connect with the word Christian, come
to the mind of the Turk when he sees that name.
Thus Christianity, named for the Elder Brother of
all mankind, is for a whole nation synonymous with
racial and religious enmity.
There are European nations where the name that
should be above every name has been dragged in
the dust. A London writer who was commissioned
to create a Christian literature for the boys of
Czecho-Slovakia proposed to initiate a series of
hero-biographies with a life of Jesus Christ. A man
who was better acquainted with the people of that
country warned him that a life of Christ would kill
the series. During the long period of Austrian
tyranny over these lands the Church of Rome had
so identified itself with the ruling despotism, that
everything bearing the Christian name shared the
evil reputation of that partnership of oppression
and superstition. The Kaiser was gone and the
Church disestablished, but a book with the label of
Christian would still be viewed with suspicion by
the people, as being propaganda for their former
masters. Consequently the series will start off with
Abraham Lincoln because groups calling themselves
Christian have made the name of Christ a reproach.
Mahatma Gandhi of India tells the missionaries
that Christ wins him, but Christianity as exemplified
by Western political, social and economic
standards he does not recognize as a New Testament
product. China looks lovingly toward Christ, but
becomes suspicious of Christian nations when they
are represented by warships, machine guns, and
extra-territorial courts, or by predatory foreign
business corporations, wringing the last cent from
coolie labor at the expense of decency and life itself.
“If this is Christ,” they say, “let us stick to Confucius!”
Nor is it necessary to go abroad to find the
golden name of Christ debased and counterfeited.
The purity of the coinage is entrusted to every one
who has named for himself the name of Christ. The
excellence of His precepts is sure to be judged by
the performance of His professed followers. Many
a sermon has failed to convince, convict and convert
the sinner, chiefly because the sinner could point to
men and women in the congregation whose lives,
known and read by their associates, tended to discredit
the minister’s appeal. Thus, the Name before
which every knee should bow commands no homage.
The nation or the individual that takes the name
of Christian incurs a weighty responsibility. In
some degree the Name of Christ is committed to
them. Upon the manner in which that person,
church, society, or nation discharges its responsibility
will measurably depend the esteem which
others will give to that Name.
I have read this editorial time and time again,
and all that I can get from it is that the name of
Christ, of a soap, of a tooth-paste, of a salve, of a
grease, of a cigarette, should be used as long as it
produces results, but when no longer potent, should
be dropped. This is certainly what has been officially
done in Turkey with the Name. What the
church people of America should understand is that
Mohammedanism is marching on with firebrand and
scimitar, the greatest enemy of Christianity in the
world, and that dropping the Name of Christ and
the teaching of the Master, by great Christian organizations,
is another victory for the Prophet. No
sophistry, however ingenious, can obscure this fact.
Let us hope that this move on their part is the prelude
to a great awakening and revulsion on the part
of Western Christians:
And as Peter was beneath in the palace, there
cometh one of the maids of the high priest:
And when she saw Peter warming himself, she
looked upon him, and said, And thou also wast with
Jesus of Nazareth.
But he denied, saying, I know not, neither understand
I what thou sayest. And he went out into the
porch; and the cock crew.
But Peter afterward testified in quite a different
manner. There can be no working for Christ
in any place where his Name is dropped. That concession
is in itself a victory for the Powers of darkness.
In the press of October 25, 1925, appeared an
article by George Seldes, describing the persecution
of the Christian Chaldeans, on the Turkish-British
frontier, near Mosul. It was announced as the first
of a series, but the other articles have not been published.
It is so similar to the other well authenticated
happenings of a like nature described in the
foregoing pages, that it forms a logical continuation
of the narrative. I quote from the Washington
Post of October 25, 1925:
Mosul, Mesopotamia, October 18 (By Mail to
Cairo).—In a beautiful village oasis called Zakho,
on the British-Turkish frontier in the biblical country,
amidst peaceful surroundings, I found witnesses
to-day to a terrible tragedy which Mohammedan
Arabs as well as Christians asked me to relate to
the Christian world.
It is the story of the deportation of eight thousand
Chaldean Christians from the frontier, of their
march into the interior of Turkey, of how the Turks
murdered men, violated women and threw infants
over precipices. It is a story of suffering unparalleled
in recent times and every word here written
is sworn to on the Bible by chieftains of villages
and their priests and attested by Archbishop Timothy,
their spiritual father.
Old and Ill Slain
“Will the Christian world believe that such
things can happen now?” asked Archbishop Timothy
as the Mukhtar—or sheif—of Murga, knelt and
told his story. What the Mukhtar told in Arabic
was this:
“As God is my witness and by the blood of Christ
I swear that on the march north the Turks killed
five men who, on account of their age, could not keep
up with the procession. Three women who were ill
they stoned to death. On the first night we camped
near a fountain. The Turkish officers and soldiers
put out the lights and seized all the young pretty
girls and carried them to the fields. All night we
heard the screams and cries of the girls and women.
They clouded the skies with their mournful cries
and it was like the day of judgment.
“On the third day one of the women was in the
pangs of childbirth. The Turks waited until the
baby was born. Other women took the baby, but the
mother was too feeble to march, so she was shot. At
the Ozozan Mountains three men and two women
who tried to escape were shot to death. Their young
orphaned children were then killed.”
This statement, in colder official form, I saw
later in records sworn to and attested by the British
governor of Mesopotamia.
A letter has just been received by me (October,
1925) from Doctor George E. White, President of
the ill-fated missionary college at Marsovan, Turkey.
This important and once flourishing institution
has been reopened at Saloniki, Greece. I quote
the following from its circular:
The refugee peoples of the Near East deserve
all the sympathy they receive from American
friends. This tragic “movement of populations” is
the greatest of its kind in all history. There are
160,000 refugees in the city of Saloniki, 800,000 in
the province of Macedonia, and 1,500,000 in the
whole of Greece.... The Greek Government has
revised its laws for the express purpose of welcoming
American education.... Saloniki is building
mightily at the present time; it is the point where
the Greek seaman from the South meets the Slav
plowman from the North; Moslem Jew and Christian
have felt at home for many generations;
Saloniki is moving forward under a Christian government
reestablished in 1912, after alien domination
since 1430.
Let us hope that this Christian college will
“build mightily” in its new habitat, where it has a
great and sacred mission: so to diffuse the spirit of
the Master through the Balkans that race hatreds
will diminish in those regions, wars cease, and the
remnants of the glorious old Byzantine Empire
will be able to reestablish that Christian civilization
which the Turk has driven out of Asia Minor.
Or, if that is too much, let us at least hope that the
influence of its teachings may be sufficiently great
to prevent any of the Balkan States from joining
with the Moslems or the Bolsheviks to destroy their
neighbors.
[2] Professor Davis’ Short History of the Near East.
[3] Published by the Anglo-Hellenic League, No. 49.
[4] In all seventy-four sentences were passed on those convicted of
disturbing public order on the days immediately following the landing
of the Greek military authorities: three of death; four of hard
labor for life; two of hard labor for a term of years; twelve of long
and fifty-three of shorter terms of imprisonment. Of the seventy-four
sentenced, forty-eight were Greeks; thirteen Turks; twelve were
Armenians and one a Jew. The three persons executed were Greeks,
one of them a soldier.
[5] While I was in Saloniki during the war, the American Y. M.
C. A. was greatly aided, both financially and morally, by the Greek
authorities, both Mr. Venizelos and the Greek archbishop being friendly
to this institution and present at the dedication of its new house.
The American missionaries, who had an agricultural college
and a school there, were at first viewed with suspicion by the Greeks
for the reason that they all spoke Bulgarian and continued to preach
in that language after the Greek occupation. I brought the missionaries
and the Greek authorities together and since then the said
authorities have been most benevolent to the missionaries and helpful
to them in many ways. At my invitation the late King Alexander
came to Saloniki to visit the various missionary and educational
institutions and assured them of his friendly interest and support.
[6] A teacher in the secondary Turkish school attached to a
mosque.
[18] This system of concentrating the business of the country at
these three places creates the fictitious appearance of increased activity
at these ports, at the expense of all the others. Macri, which
formerly had fifteen thousand inhabitants, has now a miserable two
thousand survivors. The same is also true of Adalia, formerly important,
and now completely dead.