Istanbul (Turkey) -- Description and travel; Istanbul (Turkey) -- Social life and customs
SPEAKING OF THE TURKS
SPEAKING OF
THE TURKS
BY
MUFTY-ZADE K. ZIA Bey
LONDON
STANLEY PAUL & CO.
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I. HOMECOMING 3
II. SUMMER MONTHS 16
III. ERENKEUY 29
IV. MODERN TURKISH WOMEN 47
V. LIFE ON THE BOSPHORUS 67
VI. STAMBOUL 87
VII. BUSINESS IN CONSTANTINOPLE 107
VIII. A STAMBOUL NIGHT 127
IX. A NIGHT IN PERA 145
X. CONSTANTINOPLE, 1922 161
XI. ROBERT COLLEGE 183
XII. EDUCATION AND ART 204
VXIII. A GLIMPSE OF ISLAM 224
XIV. A VOICE FROM ANATOLIA 245
Speaking of The Turks
I
HOMECOMING
We were arriving at Constantinople, my native city, from which I had
been absent nearly ten years. I had been in America all this time. At
first my business interests and later the general war had prevented my
coming back to my own country even on a visit. I was of military age
and Turkey was under blockade. When I had left Constantinople a few
years after the Turkish revolution, the whole country was exhilarated,
filled with joy, with ambition and with hope. Freedom and emancipation
from an autocratic domination had been obtained. Nothing was to prevent
the normal advance of Turkey and the Turks along the road to progress.
We were at last to obtain full recognition as a civilized nation. We
were at last to receive equal treatment from the other European nations.
But, alas, during the following years the gods decided otherwise. Long,
interminable wars either waged or fomented by neighbouring enemies
had hampered the progress of Turkey. First in Tripolitania, then in
Arabia and Albania, then again in the Balkans and finally during the
general war the Turkish nation had been nearly bled to death and now I
was returning to my country, and my native city was groaning under a
domination a thousand times worse even than autocracy: the domination
of victorious foreign countries Yet I was elated; homecoming is
always exciting and the entrance to Constantinople by boat is always
intoxicating. Besides, I was newly married. My young bride--an American
girl from New Orleans--was with me and I was anxious to show her my
country so maligned by the international press.
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