Armenia and Her People; or, The Story of Armenia by an ArmenianFilian, George H.
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Armenia and Her People; or, The Story of Armenia by an Armenian
Filian, George H.
Armenia; Armenian question
or poison; in the center, a knot of Turks, whose dull eyes are
fired with bestial lust, surround a Christian boy, who pleads for
mercy with heart-harrowing voice while the human fiends actually
outrage him to death.
"Into these prisons venerable old ministers of religion were
dragged from their churches, teachers from their schools,
missionaries from their meeting-houses, merchants, physicians,
and peasants from their firesides. Those among them who refused
to denounce their friends, or consent to some atrocious crime,
were subjected to horrible agonies. Many a one, for instance, was
put into a sentry-box bristling with sharp spikes, and forced to
stand there motionless, without food or drink, for twenty-four and
even thirty-six hours, was revived with stripes whenever he fell
fainting to the prickly floor, and was carried out unconscious at
the end. It was thus that hundreds of Armenian Christians, whose
names and histories are on record, suffered for refusing to sign
addresses to the Sultan accusing their neighbors and relatives of
high treason. It was thus that Azo was treated by his judges, the
Turkish officials, Talib Effendi, Captain Reshid, and Captain Hadji
Fehim Agha, for declining to swear away the lives of the best men
of his village. A whole night was spent in torturing him. He was
first bastinadoed in a room close to which his female relatives
and friends were shut up so that they could hear his cries. Then
he was stripped naked, two poles extending from his armpits to his
feet were placed on each side of his body and tied tightly. His
arms were next stretched out horizontally and poles arranged to
support his hands. This living cross was then bound to a pillar,
and the flogging began. The whips left livid traces behind. The
wretched man was unable to make the slightest movement to ease
his pain. His features alone, hideously distorted, revealed the
anguish he endured. The louder he cried, the more heavily fell the
whip. Over and over again he entreated his tormentors to put him
out of pain, saying, 'If you want my death, kill me with a bullet,
but for God's sake don't torture me like this!' His head alone
being free, he at last, maddened by excruciating pain, endeavored
to dash out his brains against the pillar, hoping in this way
to end his agony. But this consummation was hindered by the
police. They questioned him again; but in spite of his condition,
Azo replied as before: 'I cannot defile my soul with the blood of
innocent people. I am a Christian.' Enraged at this obstinacy,
Talib Effendi, the Turkish official, ordered the application of
other and more effective tortures. Pincers were fetched to pull
out his teeth, but, Azo remaining firm, this method was not long
persisted in. Then Talib commanded his servants to pluck out the
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