Birmingham age-herald., 1895-04-07
TURKISH DISCIPLINE.
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 Mahmoud Pasha was a very progress sive Turk of the new school. He spoke French whenever he had an opportuni- ty, read French novels, had only one wife, and, in short, aped Europeans generally He was a ood-natured, wcll7manpered- fellow witlAl, and. in teiiigent as Turks go; so it one day came to pass that he was sent to St. Petersburg on a special mission, Al though no love is generally lost be- tween Turks and Russians, Mahnoud Pasha soon became popular in the dip lomatic circles of St. Petersburg, owing to his good nature and childlil1e in- genuousness. He caught eagerly at every new idea, and was always dis cussing the possibility of introducing reforms into Turkey The Russians, On their side, were never tired of ex- citing his wonder by showing him the sights of their beautiful city, and ex- plaining to him the systems of work in vogue in their different government de- partments.
 One day he was at luncheon with a few guests at the quarters of Rus sian officer named Birnedoff. The con- versation had turned on the subject of the splendid disci l,line to be found in every branch of the Russian service. Birnedoff suddenly rang boil. II am going to give you an example of the methodicity of my orderly" said he to Mahmoud Pasha. An instant later a f,Av Nfr 1an room, and, after saluting, stood quietly awaiting orders Birnedof took a bunch of keys from his pocket, and se- lecting one gave it to the orderly.
 ''Go to my ofiice," said he, ''and open the upper right-hand drawer. You will see there package of papers tied- with blue tape. Bring those papers to me here directly"
 The man saluted and left the room.
 Birnedoff took out his watch. Keep ing his eyes fixed on the face, he said: "He is going down the stairs-he is in the street." And then. after a long pause: He has reached the war office he is going upstairs-he has entered my room-he has the papers, and has started to come back-he has reached the street." Another long pause. ''He is down at the door-he is mounting the stairs-he is here" At this moment the door opened and the orderly reap peared. Saluting, he stepped forward and placed in Birnedoff's hands the key and a package of papers tied withsblue tape. "Gentlemenv' snid the Russian, with bow and smile of triumph.
 Soon after his return to Constanti- nople Mahmoud Pasha was appointed to high post in the Turkish foreign office. The opportunity for introduc- ing the reforms that he had so long talked of had now come, and he went to work with an energy quite unoriental to oil the government machinery that was under his control, so that it would run with something like predictable certainty.
 A year passed by, and the Russian was, in his turn, sent to Constantinople as member of special commission, and, week after his arrival was sit- ting over his coffee as the guest of Mahmoud Pasha.
 ''Count Birnedoff," said ths pasha, taking advantage of an opening in the conversation: "I want to show you what 1 have accomplished in the way of discipline during the past year, thanks to your teaching. I want to prove to you that the Turk is as capable of nethodical training as the Russian"
 At the sound of bell iveried serv-' ant appeared. The fellow was thick set Kurd with yellow skin and black eyes, dressed in baggy trousers and short jacket of dark blue cloth Nah mould Pasha gave the man key, at the same time repeating to him some directions in Turkish. When. the man had left the room the pasha took his watch from his pocket and looked steadily at the face.
 "Now he is going downstairs-he is in the street." A long pause. "He has reached the building where my office is
 -he is going upstairs-he is In my room-he has the papGs-he is coming back"
 At this moment the door opened sud- denly and the heavy Kurd reappeared. "Effendim," said he with low salaam, "I can't find my shoes. ."-Harper's Mag