The diary of a Russian lady : $b reminiscences of Barbara Doukhovskoy (née princesse Galitzine)Dukhovskaia, Varvara
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The diary of a Russian lady : $b reminiscences of Barbara Doukhovskoy (née princesse Galitzine)
Dukhovskaia, Varvara
Russia -- Social life and customs; Voyages and travels
We went to visit the Christian schools in the afternoon. In the Catholic
school one directly sees the active intervention of the clergy. The
Archbishop Melchisedec takes a great part in the education of the
children; the director and the tutors are all priests. The best scholars
are sent to Rome and Venice to finish their studies. The pupils repeated
compliments of welcome to us in French, and expressed their gratitude to
our Emperor for the protection that His Majesty accorded to the Christian
inhabitants of Erzeroum. The Greek school is also considered as a part of
the church, but the priests do not assist in the teaching. The director
of this school showed us his establishment in detail. It contains two
hundred scholars of both sexes. Till the age of twelve boys and girls
study together; they are taught both Greek and Turkish. This school being
of the Orthodox creed, received a monthly subsidy of fifteen francs
before the beginning of the war, now my husband has offered the sum of
four thousand francs yearly as a support to the school. In the evening
the Greek deputy came to thank Sergy for this rich offering; they told
him that the remembrance of his generosity would remain for ever in their
hearts as also in the hearts of their children.
May 14th.—My husband has received an important despatch from
Constantinople, a circular of orders from the “Grand Vizir” to the high
Turkish functionaries. Sergy thus acts the part of an Ottoman Pasha,
which amuses me greatly.
After dinner we rode over to Abdurakman-Kazi, an antique mosque
containing the mausoleum of a renowned Turkish saint and also a score of
rooms for pilgrims. This monastery, on the mountain side looks splendid.
May 15th.—Yesterday on our way home from the cloister of Abdurakman-Kazi,
we saw on our way some bomb shells. This morning, a little shepherd
turned over one of these shells, which exploded and tore the poor lad to
pieces.
May 17th.—Striving to invent all sorts of distractions in order to
raise the drooping spirits of our Russian colony, horribly depressed
by the epidemic of typhus-fever, we have organised races on a track
of three miles. To-day a large crowd of inhabitants surrounded the
racing-place. There were seven concurrent events—five Cossack and two
native. When they started I followed them attentively, fearing to see
our Cossacks outridden by the Turks. To my great joy a young Cossack
gained the first prize, the sum of four hundred francs. He mounted a tiny
insignificant-looking horse that he had bought at Khiva for forty francs.
The Cossack was accompanied up to town in triumph by a big crowd, and two
military bands.
May 21st.—The benediction of the common tomb of the soldiers of the
regiment of Bakou, killed during the assault of the fort Azizie, took
place this morning. A year has glided away, the fate of Erzeroum has
changed, and this same regiment of Bakou holds garrison now in this fort.
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