The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1896-02-07

said. They've come" But there was
voice-no, voices-all friendly ones.
looked back and the gate was open, and
there was our native teacher whom thought
had seen killed, and women and children,
surely not In fight, and the soldiers were
standing STILL No. l had not taken leave OF
my senses because there were the wounded
theologues being carried in. Improved to be
a guard. The sight of the burning build
ing had reminded the officials that such
things had occurred In Turkey before, but
that damages were always the logical con-
sequences, so they sent h guard after the
seminary was burned and we had been left
eight hours. don't know what effect the
reaction would have had on me. but the
sight of the wounded students reminded me
that 1t was time for action not reaction and
saying to Miss b. "Y0u 90 to the girls" l
ran over to Mrs. Lees where they had car
en- and one In store-room, both surrounded
by the crowd of students and neighbors
mourning like true Orientals and letting the
poor fellows bleed to death. l couldn't get
to them and after demonstrating and COM
handing, finally resorted to physical force
and put the whole crowd out. Stillione, the
| Greek, would sit up and talk about it In
spite of my commands to lie down. His
garments were soaked in blood and ex-
pected to see him fall back dead every time
he raised up. Meanwhile was stopping
the worst wound, building fire and getting
bandages. Every other movement made
was to 60 and push him back on his pillow,
until at last all my Turkish having failed
and other resources, too. l sat down and
held him back until he closed his eyes and
gave up. l had seen at the first that the
other one Samuel, could not live. He said
there was not SO much pain, but he was
freezing, and tired, Oh, so tired. So after
packing him in hot stove covers and trying
to replace the protruding viscera gave him
rade. A saber cut on his head had soaked
his hair full and his face was almost beyond
recognition. His hands were cut in an
astonishing way, and there were two bullet
actly through the middle half way above the
knee and his foot was cut and shot badly,
fifteen wounds in all think. Stillione said
repeatedly, ppm not going to die, you go to
Samuel" And so 1 kept going between the
rooms. In turning Samuel my arms and
hands were covered with blood. The shot
had passed through the middle of the small
of the back. How he begged me to give
him some hope, and what struggle his
strong young life made against 'The last
enemy who shall be conquered" o, what
night 1t was Near twelve O'Clock he
went home, calling in agony for his mother
and naming his Saviour. There was an
other, too, young lady graduate of our
college and nov Mrs. Coffing's teacher.
These had not consented to have their af-
fairs arranged by relatives as is customary
here and were very happy planning their
future when he should be pastor.
Mrs. Lee had all the people to provide for
who came rushing into the yard, perhaps
there were 200 in all, and had her hands
more than full. She had looked in but l
sent her away. 1t is enough TO have that
night stamped on my memory without it's
haunting another woman. So was alone
with stranger, timid young man, and
big boy who wept aloud. was glad that he
could weep. All my congresses had failed
to stop bleeding in Stillione's foot, but had
prepared his mind for what must come and
proceeded to sew up his foot Next day we
sent an armed detachment to bring up |
Greek doctor employed by the government. |
OF course had no probes there nor antisep- |
tics. That day one of our own doctors fled |
to us for his life and / left the young man
in his care. The rooms had to be kept very |
hot that night and caught cold and the |
rheumatism, so 1 was kept in bed several
days out of the sights and sounds of distress.
We waited with anxiety for the next day to
see II the scenes were to be re-enacted, but
the whole city seemed dead.
Two hundred people were with us in the
yard and news kept coming in of now one
and then another of our best mems death
and the tortures attending it. Levone Ash
jian. our Academy teacher, was called out,
riddled with bullets and thrown into val
ley with many other bodies. He was grad
uate Of Aintab college, Of the Theological
seminary, and was one of the finest young
men here and leader among the people.
Indeed, they aimed for leaders. Another
Academy teacher was tortured, his two sons
having their Threats cut before his eyes first.
have asked them not to give me the par
iculars of his death, as my mind now is a
chamber of horrors. His wife has gone
mad. The man was Gregorian, but was
to study in the Theological semi
lary and was working with all his might to
effect reformations in the old church, and
succeeding as no hated protestant could do.
The Episcopalian minister was killed. A
church in which women and children had
AIKEN refuge was burned and all persisted.
Another church and school were burned.