The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-09-05
THE MORNING NEWS: WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 5. 1894

or drives himself home, Ifhe drives the
pashas ride round his carriage. If he
rides every one else walks nobody does
the same as the sultan. When I saw him
he was not in uniform. He looked like
any ordinary gentleman, only he wore the
fez. Sometimes-perhaps once in six or
seven weeks-he sends out at the last mo-
ment to say he is going 10 another MOSQUE
one situated on the Bechiktache road
then soldiers, visitors etc. have to
scamper down hill, as fast as they can, to
be ready 70 receive his majesty. Here the
ceremony loses much of its grandeur and
Importance, owing to the locality and
want of space around that mosque For
over thirty years the present sultan has
never missed to appear one single Friday
to his subjects. If he did not show him
self they would think something was
wrong
The same state and ceremony take
place year after year, till I should say
that both men and horses can 90 through
their duties blindfolded. was often very
sorry for the troops. They have to stand
for two or three hours updera blazing sun
without any shade TO protect them, for
against the heat They looked hot and
tired after their mornings work.
To get so many troops massed and int
position takes some time. Generally
they begin to assemble about 10 O'Clock,
and as the sultan only appears at J, il is 2
before they leave YeldiZ.s One day, and
one only during the summer, 1t began TO
rain, and came down whole waters on
those unlucky men. / met them return
ing from the Salemlek drenched 10 the
skin; and I wondered whether for once
they liked q wetting as a change from
their usual weekly bake,
TrYRKrsE WoAEN's LIVES pTI1
The lives Of Turkish women are dull and
monotopous in, the extreme; but Friday
being the day they go to mosque or TO
visit their cemeteries, they often take
that opportunity to look at the soldiers
passing by, On the Bechiktach road you
see numbers of them squatted on the curb
stone, where they remain for hours chatt-
ing and looking about them. They make
pretty picture en- masse with their bright
dresses Of every hue-harmony of color is
unknown IN Turkey+--and they carry para
soils which are also always Of the
gayest colors. They must be attached
TO their parasols, for you never see them
even as late as s or at night--but
they have their parasols open, GET
ting shade from something 1t can not
be the sun. No fatterer could call Tur-
kish women either pretty, or elegant, for
they are simply mass Of clothing with
OuG any hCJ nave very ldEkt
feet, clad in white cotton stockings, and
they walk badly; so that their charms
no doubt they have many--only become
known on acquaintance. The ''yashmak"
is very becoming addition to their at
tire; it makes the plainest woman look
nice. You sometimes get rather a shock
when it is taken of, so many women bear
the traces of smallpox Their bills for
cosmetics must often be little startling
hands, feet, hair, eyes and complexion
are generally improved" according TO
their ideas. To see the soles of their feet,
the nails and palms of their hands, dyed
brown with henna, is the reverse of
pretty; and the beauty" of orange
colored hair l fail to perceive. They al
ways tell Franks that only in Turkey do
you see beautiful women.
When we consider that the Salemlek is
about the only pleasure these poor women
have, we must admit it is an innocent
one-one that may. perhaps, after time.
become a little monotonous. Until the
life Of Turkish women is more rational.
and fanaticism is thing of the past, we
will agree with the old proverb that
where ignorance is bliss, It's folly to be
wise -