The blight of Asia : $b 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 SmyrnaHorton, George
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The blight of Asia : $b 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
Horton, George
Christians -- Turkey; Fires -- Turkey -- İzmir; Greeks -- Turkey; Turkey; İzmir (Turkey) -- History
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.
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