The Cable Game: The Adventures of an American Press-Boat in Turkish Waters During the Russian RevolutionWashburn, Stanley
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The Cable Game: The Adventures of an American Press-Boat in Turkish Waters During the Russian Revolution
Washburn, Stanley
Black Sea -- Description and travel; Russia -- History -- Nicholas II, 1894-1917
for the moment in Baku, but, as my informant advised me, the lull was
merely temporary, as they were gathering energy there for another spasm
of fighting. The railroad strike had crippled business and almost
extinguished the remaining spark of commercial vitality left in the
storm-tossed country. Trains were being run by the revolutionists
simply to help their own plans of mobilization. As I wrote in my cable,
the general situation was complex. Practically every town in the
Caucasus was a situation peculiar only to itself. From Tiflis to the
Black Sea the dominating factor was the attitude of the Georgians, who
were rebels rather than revolutionists. They were divided into many
parties, each of which had aims and ideas that would require a chapter
to describe. Some wanted absolute independence, while other factions
were aiming at reforms only. All had stopped paying taxes, and the
police were absolutely helpless and asked only to be let alone. The
Georgians were openly defying these dejected officers of the law, and
their boasted strength of 8000 organized men within a radius of forty
miles of Batuum made their bluff (if indeed it was one) hold good.
It was reported that the authorities at Tiflis were going to try and
reopen the line of the railroad by force. The revolutionists replied
to this that twenty-four hours after such an attempt should be made
the railroad in the Caucasus would be non-existent; in other words,
that they would blow it into small pieces. The situation was really
depressing to the Russians.
All of these events have long since ceased to be of vital interest, and
the semblance of peace and tranquillity have been restored, and once
more the volcano which ever lies beneath the surface in that country of
never ending turmoil is smoldering for the moment. It is not my intent
to go into the history of the endless complications which were then
rife further than the brief outline mentioned, as I merely wish to show
the nature of the story which we had to gather.
Stuart advised me not to come ashore except unarmed, as he stated that
during the past few days being armed had been considered sufficient
provocation to administer instant death by the bands of Cossacks that
patrolled the streets. Every morning bodies were found lying about
in the snow—victims who had not given sufficiently good account of
themselves to the half-drunken rowdies that roamed the streets under
the name of Cossack patrols.
The storm was raging without, and so we decided to lie in the harbor
until the sea had abated sufficiently for me to get some coal barges
alongside to replenish our bunkers.
At three that afternoon we went ashore and had a splendid Xmas dinner
with the Consul and absorbed the details and the atmosphere of the
remarkable conditions that were the sole topic of conversation among
the guests, each of whom had personal experiences and ghastly details
to add to what I had already learned.
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