I contend that the responsibility for the horrors which took place in
Asia Minor rested in the first instance with the Armenian revolutionists
who instigated them, and not with the Turks, who are an Asiatic people
like the Russians and the Persians, and whose methods of repression are
not very different from theirs. The Armenian revolutionists were
responsible for the suffering of the innocent for the guilty. I have
read their pamphlets, their stirring circulars urging the helpless
Armenian hamal (porter), peasant, and artisan to rise and throw off the
Turkish yoke. These documents were only too often ruthless and
indefensible in their unbridled lawlessness. The Armenian revolutionists
stated that it was impossible to hope for anything but persecution _on
religious grounds_ from the Turk. Now the Armenian language, creed, and
schools are perfectly free in Turkey, whereas they have always been
persistently interfered with in Russia. The Armenians accuse the Turk of
persecuting Christians, whereas the high road from Trebizond to
Erzeroum, as already stated, is dotted with Christian monasteries and
churches unmolested during centuries.
Our steamer stopped at Mersina, Rhodes, and Smyrna on our way, but we
landed only at the last-named place. In strolling through the city, we
took our farewell of Asiatic life with its caravans and its camels—a
long line of which met us in the street. Our arrival at Constantinople
took place after sunset, and in observance of some queer harbour
regulations we were obliged to pass the night on board, being allowed to
disembark only in the morning.
Before leaving for Paris we stayed a few days at Constantinople. The
Sultan sent word asking me to draw up a report of the impressions gained
on our journey. This I did, and expressed myself to the effect that what
had made the deepest impression on us was the lack of roads, bridges,
and trees, and the desolate nature of the whole country, some parts
being little better than a wilderness. There would seem to be a great
field for beneficent work in these lands.
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