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and coupled with their love of gain and a political
unwisdom hard to equal, has made them a people
with few friends. From the time of Tigranes to the
present, the race has been paying the direst penalty
for
internal jealousy and disunion.
No one could visit Adana at the time that I did
without hearing much about the great massacre.
Three or four thousand citizens cannot be killed in
street fighting, or burnt alive in buildings, or otherwise
butchered in racial and religious hatred, without
leaving deep effects. There were, indeed, memories
and physical evidence enough of the tragedy for any
one who went about Adana three years later.
Many
buildings had been destroyed by fire, and gaunt
walls remained looking down upon heaps of debris.
Bullet-marks could still be seen, even in my host's
house. Of one he remarked, " That bullet killed an
Armenian sitting where you sit now." Of another,
" That just missed my daughter." You are shown
the spot where two American missionaries were killed
while upon a work of peace. I heard of wells still
filled with dead, and of bodies still coming to light
occasionally from the wreckage of buildings. In a
dirty side street one morning I scraped my boots
upon a stone that lay on a heap of rubbish. The
stone turned over and showed itself then as a
human skull. More reverential was the act of an
American lady of the Mission who also came upon
a skull in the street, for she took it home and had
it decently buried.
One heard also many stories of Major Doughty-
Wylie, British Consul at Adana at the time of the
massacre, who was severely wounded while endeavouring
to stay the killing. In this emergency, which
arose with no more warning than a change of wind,
he displayed those qualities which long experience
has led people of the country to expect of a British
oflScer and Consul as a matter of course. But Fate
had in keeping for him one other and far greater
occasion in the same land, and this time among com-