CHAPTER VIII.

Russia's conduct in Servia—The Hodja—We have a great many

troops—If the Circassians will rise—The Pacha—Raw cotton—The

Mohammedan school—The Hodja's sum—Three jealous husbands—The

mosque—Issek Pacha—A comparison between Mohammedan Imaums

and Christian priests—Provisions—The old doctor—The road to

Erzeroum—Want of sport—Soldiers frost-bitten.

Later in the day, the Mutasarraf called at my house, and at once

commenced his favourite theme, politics.

"What do the people in your country say about Russia's conduct in

Servia?"

"Many of them do not like it," I replied.

"It was a cowardly act on the part of the Tzar, was it not?" said the

Pacha; "he pretended to be at peace with our Sultan, and allowed Russian

officers and soldiers to take part in the fight against us. I tell you

what it is," added the speaker, "Ignatieff wishes to cut off another arm

from Turkey, by making Bulgaria independent, like Servia. If we are to

die, better to perish at once than be torn to pieces limb by limb!"

"But I thought you told me this morning that in your opinion, sooner

than that this should occur, your Government ought to join Russia?"

"Yes, I did," said the Pacha, "and if we were to join Russia and attack

Europe, who will do nothing for us now, what would happen then?"

"Yes; what would happen then?" said the Hodja, or schoolmaster, a friend

of the Pacha, and who had accompanied him during his visit.

"Europe would probably swallow up both Turkey and Russia!"

"You do not really think so," said the Pacha.

"We have a great many troops," said the Hodja.

"Yes; but not many officers."

"He is right," said the Pacha sadly; "our officers have not much brain,

but we have one chance," he added.

"What is it?"

"If the Circassians were to rise, the Russians would have so much on

their hands that they would be unable to advance."

"Is it likely that there will be a rising?"

"There is sure to be one," said the Pacha; "but it is doubtful whether

it will be general, or confined to some districts;" and shaking hands

with me he left the room with his companion.

The Pacha was an energetic man, and very popular with the inhabitants.

He had been at Erzingan but a few months. He had found time to put the

streets in tolerable order, and to make the town one of the cleanest

in Anatolia. He was desirous of purchasing some machinery with the

object of making cloth from the cotton which grows in this district.

As it is, the raw cotton is sent to England, and is then manufactured

into the articles required. The Pacha would have liked to save all this

expense, and have the work done on the spot. He had tried to form a

company, with the object of realizing his idea; but there was no energy

in Erzingan—the people were afraid of risking the little money they

possessed; it was impossible to carry the project into execution.

I now went to the Mohammedan School.

"Will you ask the boys some questions?" said the Hodja.

I remembered the success which I had obtained with the sum put by me

to the lads at Yuzgat, and at once gave it. The schoolmaster was at his

wits' end for a solution. However, later in the day he came to my house

and said—

"You set me a sum this morning—I cannot do it. I should like to ask you

one."

"Go on," I remarked.

"Three men," said the Hodja, "who were accompanied by their three wives,

arrived at a river. The husbands were all jealous of their wives. There

was one boat in which to take the party. The bark would only hold two

persons, and no woman could be trusted by her husband unless there were

two men with her. How did they cross the river?"

"Can you do it?" said the schoolmaster.

"I will think it over," I replied.

"This sum has puzzled our Mutasarraf for six months," said the Hodja;

"it is a beautiful sum!"

"Do you know the answer?" I inquired.

"Unfortunately, I have forgotten it," he replied.

I proceeded to visit the Mosque, which was being built at the expense

of Issek Pacha, Governor of Sivas. It had been in the course of

construction for three years, and was only half finished. The walls were

made of stone and marble, which had been brought from some quarries,

about eight miles from the town. It was said that when the mosque was

finished, it would be the handsomest one in Anatolia.

I met the Italian doctor as I was returning to my quarters.

"So you have seen the mosque?" he said.

"Yes."

"Well," he continued, "the Turks in some ways resemble us Catholics.

Issek Pacha probably thinks that by building a magnificent mosque, he

will be less likely to be fried in a future state of existence; and we

are told that if we leave money to the priests, to say masses for our

souls, we shall not have to remain so long in purgatory."

"It all comes to the same thing," said the old gentleman. "It is no

matter where a man is born, whether in the Mohammedan East or in the

Christian West, his Imaum or Priest will always get money out of him in

some manner or other."

"In this instance," I remarked, "the money has gone to build a mosque

and not to Imaums."

"Yes," said the Italian, "but whenever a priest or dervish asks a good

Mohammedan for anything the latter will never refuse. The result is

that the religious profession in Turkey is made up of as many idlers

and beggars as can be seen in my own country."

Provisions, according to the doctor, were not very dear in Erzingan. A

good sheep could be bought for six shillings; 80 eggs for a shilling;

two pounds and a half of bread, or rather of the thin unleavened cake

which takes the place of the staff of life in Anatolia, for a penny;

whilst eight pounds of potatoes could be purchased for the same price.

A nice-looking horse would not cost more than 10_l._ Fuel was dear

in proportion to the other articles of consumption—charcoal costing a

farthing the pound.

"Erzingan is not a bad place for poor people to live in," added the old

doctor. "I have resided here nearly half a century. A man can get on

very well if he has 50_l._ a year."

On leaving the town I found a fair carriage road, which led in the

direction of Erzeroum. This state of things was not to last long, and

after marching two or three miles we were riding once more along a

track.

Marshes extended for some distance on either side of our route. A number

of geese and ducks, some of the latter of a very peculiar breed and

different to any I had hitherto seen, were feeding in the fields around

us. I tried to approach them, so as to have a shot, as goose or duck

would have been an agreeable change to the chicken fare which awaited

us in every village. But the wild geese in Anatolia are quite as wary

as their kindred on this side the Channel. It was impossible to stalk

them.

I began to disbelieve in the stories which have been written about the

amount of sport which can be obtained in Anatolia. With the exception

of a few snipe, partridges, and hares, I had seen literally nothing in

the shape of game since our departure from Constantinople. Deer were

said to exist in some of the forests, but I had never even heard of any

being exposed for sale in the different markets.

Should an Englishman ever think of undertaking a journey through

Anatolia, and have the idea that he will be able to combine shooting

with the pleasure of travel, he will find himself very much mistaken.

Now we overtook three hundred Kurds—redif soldiers on the march to

Erzeroum. There were no officers with them. The men had to find their

way as best they could to their destination. They were armed with

needle rifles, but had no uniform, and were clad for the most part in

rags and tatters. Many of them had no shoes or even slippers, but were

walking with bare feet through the snow. A few men were riding on mules,

and on a closer inspection I found that these poor fellows had been

frost-bitten. Some of them had lost their toes on the march.

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