On the northern shore of the Golden Horn rises a promontory, similar

to that on which the city is built, and called for that reason by the

Greeks _pera_, because it stood on the “other side,” or beyond the

harbour. The extreme point of this peninsula, and just opposite the

ancient Byzantium, was called Galata, for, as some say, it was the

“milk market” of the Greeks, and it was assigned to these merchants,

as the most convenient site for their imports, having the Bosphorus on

one side to receive them, and the harbour on the other to distribute

them through the city. In process of time their town increased, and,

in consequence of some attempt made by their rivals, the Venetians,

they were permitted by the Greek emperor, Cantacuzene, to surround

the city with a wall having turrets and battlements. It ran from sea

to sea, shutting up this little enterprising community in a secure

asylum, and still continues in a very perfect state. They were also

allowed to use their own form of government, to elect their podesta,

or chief magistrate, and to practise the forms and discipline of their

own worship. Thus the mart of a few fishermen assumed the port and

bearing of a considerable city. Though their independent estate has

been abolished by the absorbing despotism of the Turks, they have left

behind them another memorial of their consequence, beside the walls of

their city: they introduced the Italian language into the East, and

it is that Frank tongue that is now most universally spoken by all

classes. The most respectable portion of the present inhabitants are

the descendants of those merchants, and they are selected as dragomans,

or interpreters, by the several European embassies.

But a new power was now preparing to overrun and astonish the world,

not by the sudden and transitory inroad of a barbarous multitude,

carrying with it the destruction of an inundation, and, like it,

passing on, and remembered only by the ravages it left behind; this

was a permanent invasion of a stubborn and persevering race, destined

to obliterate the usages of former ancient people, and establish, in

their place, its own. On the banks of the Oxus, beyond the waters of

the Caspian Sea, there dwelt a nomadic people engaged only in the care

of their flocks and herds, and for that reason called Turks, from their

rude and rustic habits. They had embraced the _Islam_, or true faith

of Mohammed, and changed the appellation of Turks, which was a term

of reproach, to Moslemûna, or “the resigned.”[1] From their remote

obscurity in the centre of Asia, they issued, to carry the desolation

of Islamism into the Christian world.

The first of this race who penetrated into the Greek possessions in

Asia Minor was Othman. He seized upon the passes of Mount Olympus, and

instead of razing, he strengthened all the fortified places behind him.

His son Orchan conquered all the Christian cities established there,

and finally made himself master of Brusa, the capital of Bythinia,

which became the seat of the Turkish empire in Asia. The Seven Churches

of the Apocalypse shared the same fate. Those lights of the world,

swarming with a Christian people, were reduced to small villages, with

a few Moslem inhabitants; even Ephesus, the great emporium of Asia,

celebrated for its noble temple, had “its candlestick so removed,”

that the village of Aysilûk (its modern name) now consists of a few

cottages among its ruins, and contains a Christian population of only

_three_ individuals. Philadelphia was the only city that made an

effectual resistance: though remote from the sea, and abandoned by the

feeble Greek emperors, it maintained its Christian independence for

eighty years, against the Moslem invaders. From the fame of this first

conqueror, his race adopted the patronymic as their civil designation,

and called themselves, ever after, Osmanli, or “the children of Othman.”

The first passage of the Turks into Europe was attended with a romantic

adventure. Soliman, the son of Orchan, was engaged in a hunting

excursion, and was led by the chase to the shores of the Hellespont.

An insatiable curiosity induced him to wish to cross to the other

side, and visit, for the first time, this new quarter of the globe.

But the terror of the Turkish name had so alarmed the Greeks, that

strict orders were issued, under the severest penalties, to remove

every conveyance by which they could pass from the opposite shore into

Europe. Under these circumstances, Soliman formed a raft of inflated

ox-bladders, and, availing himself of a moonlight night, he floated

over with some of his companions. When they landed, they seized on a

passing peasant, who happened to be acquainted with a subterranean

entrance into the town of Sestos. He was induced, by threats and

bribes, to point it out, and so a few energetic Turks seized by

surprise on this first European city. By this exploit a communication

was at once established with their companions in Asia. Fresh succours

crossed over and seized on Gallipoli, and thus the Turk first planted

his foot in Europe.

Amurath availed himself of all the benefits of his brother’s

adventurous enterprise. He appointed a singular custom at Gallipoli.

The marauding Turks, now established on the European side of the

Bosphorus, made slaves of all the Christians they could seize on, and

sent them over to Asia by this passage. Amurath claimed for his share a

certain portion as toll. Of the young males so obtained, he formed that

tremendous militia that were afterwards to terrify and control their

own country. He caused them to undergo the rite, and be instructed

in the doctrines and discipline, of his own prophet. A Dervish named

Hadgee Bectash, of great sanctity and influence, was then called in,

to give this corps his benediction. Laying his hand on the head of the

foremost, the sleeve of his coat fell over his back, and he blessed

them by the name of _yeni cheri_, or “new soldiers.” Both circumstances

afterwards distinguished them−-the sleeve of the dervish was adopted

as part of their uniform, and the name of janissary, corrupted from

yeni cheri, was the terror of Europe for more than five centuries.

With these young and vigorous apostates to Islamism, he subdued all

the country to the base of the Balkan mountains, and having obtained

possession of Roumeli, the “country of the Romans,” as the territory

of the modern Greeks was called, he finally established himself at

Adrianople, which now became the Turkish capital of Europe.

This prince was succeeded by Bajazet, called, from his impetuosity,

and the awful destructiveness of his career, _Ilderim_, or “the

thunderbolt.” He extended his conquests into the heart of Europe,

penetrated into the centre of Hungary, and threatened to proceed from

thence to Rome, to feed his horses with oats on the altar of St. Peter;

but first he resolved to possess himself of the Christian capital

of the East. To this end he advanced against Constantinople, and for

ten years pressed it with a close siege. Its fate, however, was yet

delayed by the sudden appearance of another extraordinary power, which,

having subdued the remote parts of the East, and left nothing there

unconquered, in the restlessness of ambition turned itself to the west

in search of new enemies. This was the power of the Tartars, led on by

_Demur beg_, or “the Iron Prince.”[2] To oppose this new enemy, the

siege of Constantinople was raised, and its fate suspended while the

legions of barbarians encountered one another, and the Thunderbolt

was to resist the Man of Iron. The battle was fought on the plain of

Angora, where Pompey had defeated Mithridates. After a conflict of

two days, the Turks were totally routed. Bajazet fell into the hands

of the conqueror, and the treatment he experienced was such as one

execrable tyrant might expect, or a still more execrable might inflict.

He whose custom it was to celebrate his massacres by pyramids of human

heads, erected at the gates of every city he conquered, would not

hesitate to treat the rival whom he hated, and had subdued, without

pity or remorse. He enclosed his captive in a cage, like a wild beast

exposed to public view, and, as he was lame, made him and his cage a

footstool to mount his horse. The end of Bajazet corresponded with

his life; impatient of control, and stung with desperation, he beat

out his brains against the bars of his prison. Tamerlane possessed

one redeeming quality, which distinguished him, in some measure, from

his fellow-barbarians. He entertained no hostility to Christianity:

on the contrary, he allowed a temple, dedicated to its worship, to be

erected in Samarcand, his capital. He did not follow up his conquest by

renewing the siege of Constantinople; so that this Christian capital,

by his interference, was spared for half a century longer.

But the time at length arrived, when the man was born who was permitted

by Providence to inflict this destruction. This was Mahomet II.,

endued with such opposite and contradictory qualities, that he may

be esteemed a monster in the human race. He was the second son of

Amurath II., by a Christian princess; his father had imbibed so deep

an enmity to Christianity, that he brought his son, like Hannibal’s,

to the altar, and made him vow eternal hostility to its professors. He

succeeded to the throne at the age of twenty-one, and his first acts

were to strangle all his brothers, to the number of twenty-two, and

to cast into the sea all the wives of his father who might be likely

to give birth to posthumous offspring. The progress of his reign was

in conformity to this commencement. His fixed and never interrupted

intention was, to possess himself of Constantinople, and to convert the

great capital of the Christian world into the chief seat of Islamism,

and there was no effort of force or fraud which he did not use to

accomplish it.

He is represented, by historians, as starting from his sleep, excited

by dreams of conquering the city, and as passing his days in devising

means for its accomplishment. Among others, he caused to be cast, at

Adrianople, those enormous pieces of battering cannon, capable of

projecting balls of 800 pounds weight, which have been the wonder and

terror of future ages. They still lie at the fortresses which line the

Dardanelles; and the English fleet, under Admiral Duckworth, in modern

times, experienced their tremendous efficacy.

The Greek empire, at this time, was confined to a limited space. The

emperor Athanasius had, some years before, betrayed his weakness by

his apprehension. A rude and fierce people from the shores of the

Volga, and thence called Bolgarians, had crossed the Balkan mountains,

and carried their inroads to the walls of the city. As a protection

against their incursions, a wall was commenced at Derkon on the Euxine,

and continued across the peninsula to Heraclea, on the Propontis,

enclosing an area of about 140 miles in circumference, called “the

Delta of Thrace,” and beyond which the feeble Byzantine power could

hardly be said to extend. The Turks trampled it down, and, to cut off

all communication by sea, seized upon and rebuilt the castles of the

Bosphorus, and then beleaguered the city with an army of 200,000 men.

Where were now the fanatics of the Cross, to uphold it in its utmost

need? they were applied to, and they affected to sympathize with their

brethren in the East; but not one came to support this great bulwark of

that faith, which the Osmanli had every where suppressed, to establish

the intolerant creed of the Koran. The sovereign pontiff had predicted

the fall of the heretic Eastern church, and withheld his aid till his

predictions were accomplished. The whole force, therefore, to defend

the walls, a circuit of twelve miles, and oppose the countless numbers

that surrounded them, was 8000 men.

The invincible courage of this handful of Christians repulsed the Turks

in all their fierce assaults. The fortifications on the land-side were

formed of a double wall, with an interval between. In vain did the

enormous artillery of Mahomet batter large breaches in the outside;

there was still another, to which the defenders retired, and from which

they could not be dislodged; and after fruitless attempts to penetrate

this last retreat, Mahomet was about to abandon the siege in despair,

when he thought of an expedient as incredible as apparently hopeless.

The city had been defended on the sea-side by a series of iron chains,

drawn across the mouth of the harbour, which effectually excluded the

Turkish fleet. He now conceived the idea of conveying his ships by

land, from the Bosphorus, across the peninsula; and this he effected.

Having prepared every thing, as soon as it was dark his machinery was

laid−-the ships were hauled up the valley of Dolma-Bactché and across

the ridge which separated it from the harbour; and the next morning the

astonished Greeks, instead of their own, beheld the Turkish fleet under

their walls. A general assault was now commenced on all sides, the good

and gallant Palæologus, the last and best of the Greek emperors, was

killed in one of the breaches, and the Turks poured in over his body.

The Greeks now rushed in despair to the church of Saint Sophia. They

were here assured that an angel would descend from heaven with a sword,

and expel their enemies from the city, and they waited for the promised

deliverance; but the Turks, armed with axes, battered down the outer

gates, and rushed in among the infatuated multitude. The city was given

up to plunder, and those who escaped the carnage were sold as slaves.

Among them were 60,000 of the first families−-females distinguished

for their beauty and accomplishments, and men eminent for their rank

and literary attainments. Poets, historians, philosophers, and artists,

all were reduced to a common level, and sold as slaves, to hew wood

and draw water for the rude and brutal barbarians who bought them.

Such was the end of the great Christian empire of the East, which

was extinguished by the downfall of Constantinople, after it had

flourished, from its first dedication to Christ, 1123 years. It was

founded in May 330, and it terminated in May, 1453. The feebleness of

its government, the vices of its emperors, and the weak superstition of

its people, were natural causes to accelerate its fall, and induce us

the less to regret it; while, by the arrangements of a good providence,

the lights of literature, the arts and sciences which improve social

life, and the gentle courtesies which endear us to our kind, hitherto

shut up exclusively in this city, were now diffused over a wider

sphere; and the fugitives that escaped, and the slaves that were sold,

brought with them those qualities into various countries, and so were

instruments which, no doubt, tended to improve and ameliorate society

wherever they were scattered.

When Mahomet had thus obtained the full fruition of his wishes, he

speedily gave a greater latitude to that selfish cruelty, and disregard

for human life, which had always distinguished him. Some acts of this

kind are recorded of him, from which the ordinary feelings of our

nature revolt as altogether incredible. He was particularly fond of

melons, and cultivated them with his own hand. He missed one, and in

vain attempted to discover who took it. There was a certain number of

youths, educated as pages, within the walls of the seraglio, called

_Ichoglans_, and his suspicion fell on them; he ordered fourteen of

them to be seized, and their stomachs to be ripped up in his presence,

to discover the offender. But his treatment of the woman he loved, has

no parallel in the history of human cruelty. He had attached himself

to Irené, a Greek, as beautiful and accomplished as she was good and

amiable; she softened his rude nature, and controlled his ferocity:

and such was the ascendancy she had gained over him, that he desisted

from many intended acts of brutal inhumanity, through the gentle

influence he suffered her to exercise. His attachment was so strong,

that the Janissaries began to murmur. To silence their clamour, he

assembled them together, and caused Irené to be brought forth on the

steps of the palace; he then unveiled her face. Even those rude and

unpitying soldiers could not contain their admiration: the loveliness

of her features and the sweetness of their expression at once disarmed

their resentment, and they murmured approbation and applause. Mahomet

immediately drew his sabre, and severing her head from her body,

cast it among them.−-He himself died of an attack of cholera in his

fifty-third year, having reigned thirty. He it was who changed the name

of _Sultan_, by which the sovereigns of his nation had been hitherto

distinguished, into that of _Padischah_, which is a prouder title, and

which the Turks confer on their own sovereign exclusively at this day;

the appellation of the city was also altered to that of _Stambool_, or

_Istambol_, by which the Orientals now distinguish it.[3]

Selim I. began his reign in 1512, and it was distinguished by some

remarkable events. He is represented, by the historian Chalcocondyles,

as exhibiting in his countenance a singular display of his predominant

passions−-a cruelty inexorable, an obstinacy invincible, and an

ambition unmeasurable. He had the wrinkled forehead of a Tarquin, the

fearful eye of a Nero, and the livid complexion of a Scythian; and,

to complete the expression of his countenance, his mustaches were

rigid, and drawn up to his ears, so that his head resembled that of a

tiger. Yet he had many great qualities, which distinguish him among the

sultans. He erected the Tersana, or arsenal, on the Golden Horn, and so

was the founder of the Turkish navy. He was an historian, a poet, and,

contrary to the law of the Prophet, a painter of human figures, and in

this way commemorated his own battles. He added Egypt to the Turkish

dominions. The fierce militia who governed it had been originally

Christian slaves, like his own, and had established a dynasty which

had lasted 200 years; but the Mamelukes now fell before the superior

energies of their brethren the Janissaries. Another accession was

made to his subjects. His hatred to Christianity was extreme, and his

persecution of those who professed it relentless; and on this account

he encouraged the Jews to supply their place at Constantinople. This

people had increased exceedingly in Spain, under the Moors; but, on

the returning power of the Spaniards, they were everywhere expelled

by the inquisition. They set out from Spain, to the number of 800,000

persons, and received that protection from Turks which Christians

would not afford them. They were invited to establish themselves at

Constantinople and the villages on the Bosphorus, where 100,000 were

located, and others in different parts of the empire. Several points of

their belief and practice recommended them to the Mohammedans−-their

strict theology, their abhorrence of swine’s flesh, their rite of

circumcision, were all points of resemblance between them. They called

them Mousaphir, or visitors, and treated them, accordingly, with

kindness and hospitality. They are at this day distinguished as a

people, still speaking the Spanish language in the Turkish capital,

which they brought with them from the country from which they were

expelled.

An attempt was made to destroy Selim by a singular poison: Mustapha

pasha composed a ball of soap with various aromatic ingredients, but

one of so deadly a poison, that, like prussic acid, it was immediately

absorbed by the skin, and destroyed the person to whose face it was

applied; and this was sent to the sultan’s barber, as a precious

invention, to be used when shaving his master. It was accompanied

by a packet enclosed in a case of lead; a precaution which excited

suspicion, and led to discovery. The pasha, barber, and all connected

with them, were strangled, and the sultan escaped. He afterwards died

of a foul cancer, in the eleventh year of his reign, having justly

acquired the name of _Yavuz_, “the Ferocious.” He displayed his

qualification of poet by writing his own epitaph, which is seen upon

his tomb, and describes his “ruling passion, strong in death.”

“The earth I conquered while alive;

In death to combat yet I strive.

Here lies my body, seamed with scars;

My spirit thirsts for future wars.”

Soliman I. (or as he is by some classed II.) is represented as the

greatest prince that ever sat upon the Turkish throne; and he obtained

the name of “the Magnificent,” for the splendour of his achievements.

He commenced his reign in 1520, which lasted forty years; and made

three vows, which he hoped to accomplish before his death: to complete

the hydraulic works of Constantinople−-to erect the finest mosque in

the world−-and to establish the western capital of Islamism at Vienna.

The two first he effected, and nearly succeeded in the last. After

conquering all the countries between the Euxine, Caspian, and Red

seas, he turned his arms to Europe, in order to accomplish his vows,

and penetrated to Vienna, to which he laid siege without success; but

he established a strong garrison at Buda, the capital of Hungary, and

held possession of it, to renew his attempt. In the mean time, his

fleets, united with the piratical states of Barbary, under the banner

of Barbarossa, or “Red Beard,” ravaged the shores of the Mediterranean;

and captive nobles from Spain, the most western country in Europe,

were seen in chains among his slaves at Constantinople. Carrying thus

his conquering arms from the Caspian to the Atlantic, and from the

centre of Europe to the centre of Africa, there was but one little

spot which opposed his plan of universal empire: that spot was the

island of Malta. The crusaders had left this single remnant behind

them, so excellent and noble as to redeem all their other failings.

The knights of St. John had retired from Palestine to Rhodes, and

from thence to Malta; and there they stood, the last barrier and

bulwark of Christianity against the overwhelming torrent of Turkish

dominion. These were now to be exterminated, and their island made the

stepping-stone to establish the religion of the Prophet in the western

world. The siege which Malta sustained on this occasion is the most

gallant and interesting to be found in the records of human actions.

The knights amounted but to 700 men; they organized a force of 8000,

and with this they had to oppose a fleet of 200 sail, carrying an army

of 50,000. After incredible acts of heroism and devotedness, they

compelled the Turks to withdraw the remnant of their forces; and the

first effectual check was given to their hitherto resistless power.

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