The Washington herald., 1915-09-12
A Dog With
A Bad Name
by REV. e. E. BRADFORD.

Reggie Travers. my chum al pref
school. lived in Constantinople, where
mis- father was United States consul, ant
one summer 1 went out there to pay him
a visit
had read a good deal about the place
and the people beforehand. and on the
first evening after my arrival. as we went
for a stroll together / hazarded the re-
mark that I had always heard that
though the government officials were
very corrupt, the poorer class Of Turks
were good, honest people enough
Don't YOU believe IT," drawled Reg
gle in his most fashionably sceptica
style
We had lust come down the hundred
steps of the Yuksek Kalirim. ana were
now in the Grande Rue Of Galata.
Now. Just look at these rascals"' Reg
gle went on in a voice of weary expostu-
lation Did YOU ever see such a crew
I don't know if it is safe to wear any
thing of value among such set Of thieves
and cutthroats,"' And he glanced at the
Deautl1ul opal ana pedii sSdi iPiIi "iiNh
adorned his cravat.
looked up and down the crowded
street. and certainly I never saw a great
er number Of evil-looking people in the
same space: but then how many of them
we're Turks? Here was lean, old money
changer with rogue written upon every
wrinkle of his greasy face. but he was
clearly an Armenian. Here. again, was
a tall. portIy red-haired. red-faced, long
bearded fellow. who might have been
taken for simple peasant. but for the
crafty lines around his little twinkllng
blue eyes: but it was clear that he also
was not a Turk. Any one could have
guessed that he was a Russian. even II
he had not been standing at the door of
the Cafe Russo
II am afraid that there are rascals in
all countries said: and the mere
fact that they swarm in what is after
all. the European quarter of CONSTANT
norle. is no reason for abusing the poor
Turks
We'll. believe IN the Turks II you
like" answered Reggie. with a pitying
smile, but they have bad name. and
a good lot of them are not far of from
deserving the hanging which dogs with
bad names are supposed to get"
The next day We started of sight
to make sketch of some of the for
tifica of the ancient city. the first
place We visited was the Land Walls of
Theodosius II We walked over to
Bridge. where they say one can see more
different national types than could be
met with on any other bridge in the
world Then. getting into a tram. which
was not very different from those in use
in Western Europe. except that the front
part was partitioned off for women only
We slowly jolted along the now dead
alive streets of the old city of Constan-
tine.
When at last We arrived at our des-
tinatlon and went out and viewed the
ruined defenses from a distance, the
general effect was most impressive
First comes moat, which is now dry.
there is kind of platform. and at the
end of this rises the outer line OF walls.
f1anked by towers. some round, some
square. and some hexagonal. Behind
these again. looms a still higher wall
and yet more formidable towers: and
when you see the whole mass of forti-
fcations from the far side of the moat
its gigantic strength almost appalls you:
while the creepers and bushes. and even
great trees. which have sprung up amid
its ruins. help you to realize its vener-
able antiquity.
got ont my sketching block and pen
ellis and set to work with a will, but
wnen mad finished the outline and
wanted TO color It / discovered that I
had brough. no water, Looking up from
my empty bottle in dismay I caught the
laughing glance Of little Turkish boy.
who was regarding me with sood-na-
tured amusement He formed such a
charming picture as he stood there in
tie bright sunshine. with the strong
light flaming on his red fez cap. SHIN
mering over his dark glossy hair. and
sparkling in his coal black eyes. that I
determined to put him into the fore
ground Of my sketch. His snowy shirt
and baggy trousers. divided by the broad
band of his bright scarlet sash. would
give i inst the dash of color it wanted
As soon as had finished with my
pencil I pointed to my empty bottle.
-na made signs that wanted water
He understood at once. and went of to
get some. Il am sure that boy has a
nice honest face ! said to Reggie
when ne had gone.
He looked better than some OF
them" admitted Reggie rather grudg-
inely; ''bu; / have no faith in any of
The fellows here. And how slow they
are, Just you see how long It will be
before you get your water"
must own it was so long that I