The women were called together and this suggestion made to them, with

the result that an old time "sewing circle" was instituted in every

community. Its membership, officers, dues, and regulations were properly

established--one-half day in each week devoted by each member to the

work in its sewing-rooms, with a woman in charge to prepare it. The

clothing was given out to them as received by us. Many a basket came

proudly back to show us the difference between "den an' now"--good,

strong, firmly mended garments. Ragged coats and pants disappeared from

among the men, as no longer "'spectable fo' de fambly."

Provision was also made that the little girls from ten years old should

attend and be taught to sew. Many a little dress was selected at

headquarters for them to make over or repair.

I wish I could do fitting justice to the band of women volunteers who

stood by me through those long months. Some had commenced with me when

society belles, years before, now mistresses of their own palatial

homes; some had come from under the old historic elms of Boston, and

some from the hard-fought fields of Britain's Africa, and wearing the

Victoria Cross. To them, white and black were the same, and no toil too

hard or too menial.

The money contributed and received for the entire relief of ten months

was thirty thousand five hundred, and a few additional dollars and cents

which I do not at this moment recall. It aggregated one dollar apiece

for the entire maintenance of thirty thousand persons for ten months.

It is the general custom in this part of the country for the merchants

to furnish supplies to their patrons, and wait until the gathering of

the crops for their pay. But when we left these people at the beginning

of their harvest, not one family in twenty-five had contracted a debt

for supplies: an experience before unknown in their history.

A report was made and passed into the hands of our legal counsellor,

who, on seeing that no change could be truthfully made in it, advised

that it be not published, as no one would believe it possible to be

done, and we would get only distrust and discredit. Having now come to a

pass where distrust and discredit are no longer to be feared by the Red

Cross, we ourselves are free to make the statement. But back of the hard

facts there is compensation.

A half dozen years later, when our negro protégés of the Sea Islands

heard of the disaster that had fallen upon Galveston, they at once

gathered for aid and sent in their contributions.

"'Cause dey suffers like we did, and de Red Cross is dar," they said.

Of course I would not permit one dollar of this holy gift to Galveston

to go to other than the hands, hard, bony, and black--such as had raised

it in their penury. I also wanted it to do more. Searching for the most

reliable colored people in the city I found in the superintendent of the

colored schools a man who had occupied that place for many years, and

who had the respect and confidence of the people of Galveston. I asked

him to consult his foremost women teachers, and if it pleased them, to

form a society and fit themselves to receive a little money.

In about a week he appeared with his deputation. I informed them that I

had a little money from their own people of the Sea Islands for them;

that they had been chosen to receive it, because as teachers of the

children they would have access to the needs and conditions of the

families. I told them that I had desired to do more than merely make a

gift for distribution. I wished to plant a tree. I could have given them

their peach, which they would eat, enjoy, and throw the pit away. But I

wished them to plant the pit, and let it raise other fruit for them, and

for that reason I had asked the formation of this society.

They all sat quiet a few moments, the tears were on their faces. At

length their president, the school superintendent, spoke for them:

"Miss Barton," he said, "we all appreciate this, and in the name of all

I promise you that the pit shall be reverently planted, and I trust the

time will come when I can tell you that our tree is not only bearing

fruit for ourselves, but for all suffering brethren, as theirs have done

for us."

I then handed them the check for $397. The moment seemed sacred when

these poor dark figures, struggling toward the light, walked out of my

presence. The pit has been successfully planted in Galveston, and we are

from time to time informed of its bearing.

VII

ARMENIAN RELIEF

1896

Leaving the Port Royal field past midsummer of 1894, after an absence of

nearly a year--at a day's notice--the remainder of the autumn and winter

was scarcely less occupied in the details which had been unavoidably

overlooked. Before spring our correspondence commenced to enlarge with

rumors of Armenian massacres, and so excited and rapid was the increase

that, so far as actual labor, consultation, and thought were concerned,

we might as well have been on a field of relief.

Unfortunately, the suspicions of the Turkish Government had fallen upon

the resident missionaries, both English and American, as favoring the

views and efforts of its anarchistic population, or the "young Turks,"

as they were designated. This had the effect of placing the missionaries

in danger, confining them strictly to their own quarters, preventing

all communication and the receiving of any funds sent them from abroad.

England had a large waiting fund which it could not distribute, and

appealed to the American Missionary Boards of Boston and New York, to

find them equally powerless. The need of funds among the missionaries

throughout Turkey was getting painfully urgent, and as a last resort it

was suggested from Constantinople that the Red Cross be asked to open

the way.

A written request from the Rev. Judson Smith, D.D., of Boston, was

nearly identical with one received by us from Mr. Spencer Trask, of New

York, who with others was about to form a national Armenian relief

committee, to be established in that city.

Following these communications, both of these eminent gentlemen, Mr.

Smith and Mr. Trask, came in person to urge our compliance with their

request that the Red Cross accept the charge and personally undertake

the doubtful and dangerous task of distributing the waiting funds among

the missionaries in Turkey.

As Mr. Trask was to take the lead in the formation of a committee for

the raising of funds, his interest was naturally paramount, and his

arguments in favor of our acceptance were wellnigh irresistible.

Immediate action on the part of some one was imperative. Human beings

were starving, and could not be reached. Thousands of towns and villages

had not been heard from since the massacres, and only the Red Cross

could have any hope of reaching them. No one else was prepared for field

work; it had its force of trained field workers. Turkey was one of the

signatory powers to the Red Cross Treaty. Thus it was hoped and believed

that she would the more readily accept its presence.

These are mere examples of the reasons urged by the ardent advocates of

the proposed committee, until at length we came to consider its

acceptance, on conditions which must be clearly understood. First, we

must not be expected to take any part in, or to be made use of, in the

raising of funds--one of our fundamental rules being never to ask for

funds--we did not do it for ourselves.

Second, there must be perfect unanimity between themselves. We must be

assured that every one wanted us to go. Our part would be hard enough

then; and finally we must be sure they had some funds to distribute.

Of the amount of these funds no mention was made by us, and I remember a

feeling of good-natured amusement as I heard the officers of this

untried effort at raising funds speak of "millions." It was easy to

discern that they were more accustomed to the figures of a banking

establishment than a charity organization dependent on the raising of

funds. They were likely to be disappointed. In reality, the amount, so

there were something to go with, made very little difference to us, as

we were merely to place what was entrusted to us where most needed, and

when that was done we had but to return. We never named any amount as

preferable to us.

The means resorted to in raising the funds were unfortunate. In the

great public meetings called for that purpose the utmost indiscretion

prevailed in regard to language applied to Turkey and the Turkish

Government. This aroused the indignation of the Turkish officials, who

very reasonably took measures to have our entrance into Turkey

forbidden.

A date of sailing, however, had been given Mr. Trask, and his committee,

feeling that any change would be detrimental to their efforts, no change

was made, and we sailed on time, to find in England no permission, and

further efforts necessary. With time and patience the troublesome

effects of these mistakes were overcome, and Constantinople was reached,

and a heavenly welcome by the harassed missionaries awaited us.

The first step was to procure an introduction to the Turkish Government,

which had in one sense refused to see me. Accompanied by the American

Minister, Hon. A. W. Terrell, and his premier interpreter, Gargiulo, one

of the most experienced diplomatic officers in Constantinople, I called

by appointment upon Tewfik Pasha, the Turkish Minister of Foreign

Affairs, or Minister of State. To those conversant with the personages

connected with Turkish affairs, I need not say that Tewfik Pasha is

probably the foremost man of the government--a manly man, with a kind,

fine face, and genial, polished manners. Educated abroad, with advanced

views on general subjects, he impresses one as a man who would sanction

no wrong it was in his power to avert.

Mr. Terrell's introduction was most appropriate and well expressed,

bearing with strong emphasis upon the suffering condition of the people

of the interior, in consequence of the massacres, the great sympathy of

the people of America, and giving assurance that our objects were purely

humanitarian, having neither political, racial, nor religious

significance.

The Pasha listened most attentively to Mr. Terrell, thanked him, and

said that this was well understood, that they knew the Red Cross and its

president. Turning to me he repeated: "We know you, Miss Barton; have

long known you and your work. We would like to hear your plans for

relief and what you desire."

I proceeded to state our plans for relief, which, if not carried out at

this time, the suffering in Armenia, unless we had been misinformed,

would shock the entire civilized world. None of us knew from personal

observation, as yet, the full need of assistance, but had reason to

believe it very great. If my agents were permitted to go, such need as

they found they would be prompt to relieve. On the other hand, if they

did not find the need existing there, none would leave the field so

gladly as they. There would be no respecting of persons--humanity alone

would be their guide. "We have," I added, "brought only ourselves; no

correspondent has accompanied us, and we shall have none, and shall not

go home to write a book on Turkey. We are not here for that. Nothing

shall be done in any concealed manner. All dispatches which we send will

go openly through your own telegraph, and I should be glad if all that

we shall write could be seen by your government. I can not, of course,

say what its character will be, but can vouch for its truth, fairness,

and integrity, and for the conduct of every leading man who shall be

sent. I shall never counsel or permit a sly or underhand action with

your government, and you will pardon me, Pasha, if I say I shall expect

the same treatment in return--such as I give I shall expect to receive."

Almost without a breath he replied: "And you shall have it. We honor

your position and your wishes shall be respected. Such aid and

protection as we are able, we shall render."

I then asked if it were necessary for me to see other officials. "No,"

he replied, "I speak for my government," and with cordial good wishes

our interview closed.

I never spoke personally with this gentleman again, all further business

being officially transacted through the officers of our legation. Yet I

can truly say, as I have said of my first meeting with our matchless

band of missionary workers, that here commenced an acquaintance which

proved invaluable, and here were given pledges of mutual faith, of which

not a word was ever broken on either side.

The Turkish Government, when once it came to understand American methods

and enthusiasm was forgiving and kind to us. No obstruction was ever

placed in our way. Our five expeditions passed through Armenian Turkey

from sea to sea, distributing whatever was needed, repairing the

destroyed machines, enabling the people to make tools to harvest their

grain, thus averting a famine; providing medical help and food as well

for thousands of sick; setting free the frightened inhabitants, and

returning them to the villages from which they had fled for their lives;

restoring all missionary freedom that had been interrupted; establishing

a more kindly feeling toward them on the part of the government; and

through all this, we had never one unpleasant transaction with any

person of whatever name or race.

While our expeditions were getting ready to go out by the Black Sea, a

request was brought to me by Dr. Washburn, of Robert College, from Sir

Philip Currie, the British Ambassador at Constantinople, asking if I

could not be "persuaded" to turn my expedition through the

Mediterranean, rather than the Black Sea, in order to reach Mirash and

Zeitoun, where the foreign consuls were at the moment convened. They had

gotten word to him that ten thousand people in those two cities were

down with four distinct epidemics--typhoid and typhus fevers, dysentery

and smallpox--that the victims were dying in overwhelming numbers, and

that there was not a physician among them, all being either sick or

dead, with no medicine and little food.

This was not a case for "persuasion," but of heartfelt thanks from us

all, that Sir Philip had remembered to call us, whom he had never met.

But here was a hindrance. The only means of conveyance from

Constantinople to Alexandretta were coasting boats, belonging to

different nationalities, which left only once in two weeks, and

irregularly at that. Transport for our goods was secured on the first

boat to leave, the goods taken to the wharf at Galata, and at the latest

moment, in order to give time, a request was made to the government for

_teskeres_, or traveling permits, for Dr. J. B. Hubbell and assistants.

To our surprise they were granted instantly, but by some delay on the

part of the messenger sent for them they reached a moment too late. The

boat left a little more promptly, taking with it our relief goods, and

leaving the men on the dock to receive their permits only when the boat

was beyond recall. It was really the fault of no one.

With the least possible delay Dr. Hubbell secured passage by the first

boat at Smyrna, and a fortunate chance boat from there took him to

Alexandretta, via Beyrout and Tripoli, Syria. The goods arrived in

safety, and two other of our assistants, whom we had called by cable

from America--Edward M. Wistar and Charles King Wood--were also passed

over to the same point with more goods. There, caravans were fitted out

to leave over the--to them--unknown track to Aintab, as a first base.

From this point the reports of these three gentlemen made to me will be

living witnesses. They tell their own modest tales of exposure, severe

travel, hard work, and hardship, of which no word of complaint has ever

passed their lips. There have been only gratitude and joy, that they

could do something in a cause at once so great and so terrible.

While this was in progress, a dispatch came to me at Constantinople from

Dr. Shepard of Aintab, whose tireless hands had done the work of a score

of men, saying that fevers, both typhoid and typhus, of the most

virulent nature, had broken out in Arabkir, two or three days north of

Harpoot; could I send doctors and help? Passing the word on to Dr.

Hubbell at Harpoot, prompt and courageous action was taken by him. It is

something to say that from a rising pestilence with a score of deaths

daily, in five weeks, himself and his assistants left the city in a

normally healthful condition, the mortality ceasing at once under their

care and treatment.

During this time the medical relief for the cities of Zeitoun and Marash

was in charge of Dr. Ira Harris, of Tripoli, who reached there March

18th. The report of the consuls had placed the number of deaths from the

four contagious diseases at one hundred a day. This would be quite

probable when it is considered that ten thousand were smitten with the

prevailing diseases, and that added to this were the crowded condition

of the patients, the thousands of homeless refugees who had flocked from

their forsaken villages, the lack of all comforts, of air, cleanliness,

and a state of prolonged starvation.

Dr. Harris's first report to me was that he was obliged to set the soup

kettles boiling and feed his patients before medicine could be retained.

My reply was a draft for two hundred liras (something over eight hundred

dollars) with the added dispatch: "Keep the pot boiling; let us know

your wants." The further reports show from this time an astonishingly

small number of deaths. The utmost care was taken by all our expeditions

to prevent the spread of the contagion and there is no record of its

ever having been carried out of the cities, where it was found, either

at Zeitoun, Marash, or Arabkir. Lacking this precaution, it might well

have spread throughout all Asia Minor, as was greatly feared by the

anxious people.

On the twenty-fourth of May, Dr. Harris reported the disease as

overcome. His stay being no longer needed, he returned to his great

charge in Tripoli, with the record of a medical work and success behind

him never surpassed if ever equaled. The lives he had saved were enough

to gain Heaven's choicest diadem. Never has America cause to be more

justly proud and grateful than when its sons and daughters in foreign

lands perform deeds of worth like that.

The closing of the medical fields threw our entire force into the

general relief of the vilayet of Harpoot, which the relieving

missionaries had well named their "bottomless pit."

The apathy to which the state of utter nothingness, together with their

grief and fear, had reduced the inhabitants, was by no means the

smallest difficulty to be overcome. Here was realized the great danger

felt by all--that of continued alms-giving, lest they settle down into a

condition of pauperism, and thus finally starve, from the inability of

the world at large to feed them. The presence of a strange body of

friendly working people, coming thousands of miles to help them,

awakened a hope and stimulated the desire to help themselves.

It was a new experience that these strangers _dared_ to come to them.

Although the aforetime home lay a heap of stone and sand, and nothing

belonging to it remained, still the land was there, and when seed to

plant the ground and the farming utensils and cattle were brought to

work it with, the faint spirit revived, the weak, hopeless hands

unclasped, and the farmer stood on his feet again.

When the cities could no longer provide the spades, hoes, plows, picks

and shovels, and the crude iron and steel to make these was purchased

and taken to them, the blacksmith found again his fire and forge and

traveled weary miles with his bellows on his back. The carpenter again

swung his hammer and drew his saw. The broken and scattered

spinning-wheels and looms from under the storms and _débris_ of winter

again took form and motion, and the fresh bundles of wool, cotton, flax,

and hemp in the waiting widow's hand brought hopeful visions of the

revival of industries which should not only clothe but feed.

At length, in early June, the great grain-fields of Diarbekir, Farkin,

and Harpoot valleys, planted the year before, grew golden and bowed

their heavy spear-crowned heads in waiting for the sickle. But no

sickles were there, no scythes, not even knives. It was a new and sorry

sight for our full-handed American farming men to see those poor, hard

Asiatic hands trying, by main strength, to break the tough straw or pull

it by the roots. This state of things could not continue, and their

sorrow and pity gave place to joy when they were able to drain the

cities of Harpoot and Diarbekir of harvest tools, and turned the work of

all the village blacksmiths on to the manufacture of sickles and

scythes, and of flint workers upon the rude threshing machines.

They have told me since their return that the pleasantest memories left

to them were of those great valleys of golden grain, bending and falling

before the harvesters, men and women, each with the new, sharp sickle or

scythe, the crude threshing planks, the cattle trampling out the grain,

and the gleaners in the rear as in the days of Abraham and Moab. God

grant that somewhere among them was a kind-hearted king of the harvest

who gave orders to let some sheaves fall.

Even while this saving process was going on another condition no less

imperative arose. These fields must be replanted or starvation must be

simply delayed. Only the strength of their old-time teams of oxen could

break up the hard sod and prepare for the fall sowing. Not an

animal--ox, cow, horse, goat, or sheep--had been left. All had been

driven to the Kourdish Mountains. When Mr. Wood's telegram came, calling

for a thousand oxen for the hundreds of villages, I thought of our not

rapidly swelling bank account, and all that was needed everywhere else,

and replied accordingly.

When in return came the telegram from the Rev. Dr. Gates, president of

Harpoot College, the live, active, practical man of affairs, whose

judgment no one could question, saying that the need of oxen was

imperative, that unless the ground could be plowed before it dried and

hardened it could not be done at all, and the next harvest would be

lost, also that "Mr. Wood's estimate was moderate," the financial

secretary was directed to send a draft for five thousand liras

(twenty-two thousand dollars) to the care of the Rev. Dr. Gates, to be

divided among the three expeditions for the purchase of cattle and the

progress of the harvest of 1897.

As the sum sent would be immediately applied, the active services of the

men would be no longer required, and directions went with the remittance

to report in person at Constantinople.

Unheard-of toil, care, hard riding day and night, with risk of life,

were all involved in the carrying out of that order. Among the

uncivilized and robber bands of Kourds, the cattle that had been stolen

and driven off must be picked up, purchased, and brought back to the

waiting farmer's field. There were routes so dangerous that a brigand

chief was selected by those understanding the situation as the safest

escort for our men. Perhaps the greatest danger encountered was in the

region of Farkin, beyond Diarbekir, where the official escort had not

been waited for, and the leveled musket of the faithless guide told the

difference.

At length the task was accomplished. One by one the expeditions closed

and withdrew, returning by Sivas and Samsoun, and coming out by the

Black Sea. With the return of the expeditions we closed the field. But

contributors would be glad to know that subsequent to this, before

leaving Constantinople, funds from both the New York and Boston

committees came to us amounting to about fifteen thousand dollars. This

was happily placed with Mr. W. W. Pect, treasurer of the Board of

Foreign Missions at Stamboul, to be used subject to our order; and with

our concurrence it was employed in the building of little houses in the

interior, as a winter shelter and protection, where all had been

destroyed.

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