Letter From Vahan Cardashian To Frank L Polk Re Extracts From Letters And Reports On Armenia PDF Download

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1897* edition. Excerpt: ... LETTER No. XXVIII. OUR LAST DAY IN MALATIA: A BUSY CROWD -- SELECTING FIFTY ORPHANS OUT OF FIFTEEN HUNDRED--DEPARTURE--GOODNESS OF SOME MOSLEMS--THE ZAPTIEHS--JOURNEY BACK TO HARPOOT BEGUILED BY HYMNS -- WELCOME AT HARPOOT--PLANS FOR VAN. Harpoot, August 19, 1896. Dear Friends, --In our last joint circular from Malatia you heard of E.'s departure. I can now report his safe journey as far as Marsovan, and no doubt very soon, almost as soon as this reaches you, he will be on English ground once again, and able to talk with you face to face! It seems strange to continue my lonely circulars after losing him, the chief actor in our past travels, but as I am writing on the condition of this afflicted land and beloved people quite as much as to describe personal experience, I will do my best to keep you in touch with matters here so long as I remain, and as I move from point to point to carry you with me in my travels. Our last day in Malatia was our busiest, I think. All our premises were in a constant crowd, in which it was difficult to say who were coming and who going! Turkish commissioners and zaptiehs, Gregorian priests, Protestant deacons! The architect, yesterday out of prison, busy suggesting how to rebuild the ruined Protestant schools, so that on Sundays they can be also used as church, to hold IOOO people. The young preacher, also just released (the joint effect of the visits of the British Consul, Mr. Fontana, and Shakir Pasha, to Malatia), going in and out among the crowd with a constant smile on his fine open countenance. The still imprisoned pastor's wife trying to rejoice in the freedom of her husband's late companions, but with a twitching of the mouth, and repressed tears in the eyes, because her dear one is still, with one..