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Abd-ul-Hamid had entered. To do justice to this dramatic appearance of the mys- terious chief of Islam, I should have been born a Turk or an Armenian and then I would have been awe-stricken, perhaps, by the memories of this Presence, by the recollection of the Sultans whose flags floated on three continents and four seas, who ruled from the Adriatic to the Persian Gulf, from the Carpathians to the Nile, and for whom prayers were offered up in thirty kingdoms.

Not having been born an Armenian or a Turk I could only see a tottering old man, bent, ashy-faced, weary, and with a way of shuffling instead of walking which made him look ten years older than he really was. He wore his inseparable dark grey military overcoat, edged with red and provided with heavy epaulettes, but both his overcoat and his fez seemed too large for him and very much out of place.

In fact, Shylock's gabardine is the only dress that would suit Abd-ul-Hamid to perfection. But in the case of Abd-ul-Hamid, this rule did not certainly hold good, for he looked like some obscene and treacherous beast of prey that, after having hidden in the bowels of the earth for years, is finally trapped, caged and brought forth, blinking and reluctant, into the blessed sunlight, while, afar off, the people shudder at the Horror.

The Padishah's manner corresponded to his appearance, being common and undignified. On the present occasion he entered by mistake the empty box reserved for the heir- apparent whom the Cabinet had probably advised to absent himself from the function in view of the fact that the Sultan might be assassinated on his way through the streets , and as Ghalib Pasha, the Master of Ceremonies, tried to explain matters to him, he exhibited for a moment the pathetic hesitancy of a very old man whose hearing is not good and whose mental apparatus is rusty.

But finally he shuffled feebly into the central box and stood there looking down on — the crowded hall, leaning with both hands a favourite — attitude of his on his sword-hilt, and occasionally shifting in an awkward and ungraceful way from one foot to the other. It was a supreme historical moment, but the chief actor cannot be said to have cut an imposing figure.

The autocrat was now, for the first time, facing his masters. He seemed rather to be facing his judges. He looked like a murderer whose judge is putting on the black cap rather than a ruler blessing his people.

The young Tzar is a far less powerful and intricate personality than the Sultan, but at the opening of the first Duma he bore himself correctly and committed no gaucheries. At the opening of his Duma, Abd-ul-Hamid looked, on the contrary, like a man who expected corpses to rise from the grave and denounce him.

Dazed, horror- stricken almost, the aged Sultan glared blankly downwards as if he saw something supernatural, unseen by all else. His eyes wandered slowly around the hall while everybody waited, standing, in painful suspense. At last his glance — rested on some familiar face there were not very many of — them in that hall and he brought his white -gloved hand to his lips and then to his forehead in sign of salutation. What was going to happen?

I craned my neck forward in expectation, but it seemed that the Sultan had accidentally dropped one of his white gloves and that he merely wished the Master of Ceremonies to pick it up for him. Suddenly a nasal, quavering voice, reminding me strongly of the voice of the Mikado whom I had once heard reading the Speech from the Throne in the Diet at Kojimachi, made itself heard at the tribune before the President's chair.

Beginning very nervously, the voice strengthened as it went on, until it rose into a defiant shout when it came to the words " In despite of those who were of a contrary opinion, :. Every one listened respectfully, unprotestingly when the Speech went on to say : " I have directed my efforts to promoting progress in all parts of my country.

Thanks to God, this end has been attained and, owing to the propa- gation of public instruction, the degree of culture in all classes of our population is increased. Is not this " Abdul the Damned," the monster against whom the whole world has so often cried out?

When the reading of the Speech was over, an old, green- robed ulema, the Nakib-ul-Eschraf from Mecca, prayed in a loud voice while the Red Sultan extended his hands, palms upwards, like a little child, as if to receive blessings falling abundantly from Allah the Merciful, the Compassionate.

All the deputies, senators, ulemas and military chiefs imitated him in this beautiful and expressive gesture, which probably goes back to the time of the Prophet, and which seems to me to be much more suitable for supplicatory prayer than the Christian custom of joining the hands together.

At the same! Sophia's Square. The batteries of the Bosphorus, the men-of-war in the Marmora took up the note and passed it down the Dardanelles till it was echoed back from the great naval port of Gallipoli. They saluted the second birth of the Constitution with — guns the number prescribed for the birth of a Sovereign —but not even the voice of the artillery nor the thunderous triple acclamation of the troops nor the strains of the military bands nor even the roar of the great multitudes outside was half so impressive as the hoarse, measured shout of the — deputies when they swore fealty to the new regime " Vallahi Billahi " " So help me God ".

In one way this impressive uproar was unfortunate for, when the prayers were ended, an unprecedented thing happened. Addressing himself to the deputies beneath, the Sovereign Pontiff of Islam began to speak, but, owing to the noise outside, his words were inaudible even to the Master of Ceremonies behind him. We could only see his lips move but not a single word could we hear from them.

Judging, however, from his gestures, he was calling down on the new Legislature the blessings of Allah and wishing that its labours would be fruitful. Perhaps he even swore to observe the Constitution, his apparent failure to do which on this occasion caused some dissatisfaction in the House.

Having finished whatever he had got to say, the Com- mander of the Faithful saluted the assembly with white- gloved hand in his usual irresolute way, and then turned slowly and shuffled out of view. I did not know what effect this pathetic — — perhaps purposely pathetic exhibition had on the deputies, but if it led them to pity Abd-ul-Hamid they made a terrible mistake, for this extraordinary man with the large hooked nose and the high forehead narrowed to the point of deformity, is a most dangerous opponent.

That night the seven hills of Stamboul were a blaze of light. The Golden Horn reflected the illuminated outline of mosque and gunboat, church and ancient battlement, while, from Leander's Tower to the Black Sea, the Bosphorus — was red with illuminations Yildiz Kiosk, the Khedive's palace at Kanlidja, the palaces of the imperial princesses, of the great officers of State, of the all-powerful Sheikh-ul- Islam, all the yalis and all the hills being incandescent masses which dazzled the eye.

The watchmen beat the pavement with their iron sticks, the dogs howled again in the empty streets of Stamboul, and the great triple city slept, I hope, in the peace of Allah, the Compassionate, the Merciful. Can he keep quiet and cease to intrigue? Up to the present his only fear from the new regime has been that it will inflict on him the punishment he merits. By this time he has seen, however, that the Ottomans are a magnanimous people and that both his Ufe and his crown are safe.

Besides, he is now an old man without the strength necessary to excite trouble in the country. For these reasons he will remain tranquil and will only seek to pass the rest of his days in peace. Had Abd-ul-Hamid been a broad-minded, educated man with some experience of the world, or had he even been a younger and more pliable man, he might in time have adapted himself to his new position, but though very cunning and able he was narrow, uneducated, suspicious and old, and no such change was therefore possible for him.

Besides, love of power had become a part of his very being. For over thirty years he exercised control over every depart- ment of State, and consequently did an incredible amount of work daily.

Then he was thrown entirely out of employment. Was it extraordinary that his energies, thus denied their usual outlet, should turn entirely to intrigue? We must keep in view the natural effect on a secretive, suspicious mind like that of Abd-ul-Hamid of an elevation to an emi- nence which, in point of loneliness, surpasses that occupied by any human being with the single exception perhaps of the Pope, an elevation wherein he was deprived of all healthy correctives such as a sensible wife, a free Press, candid friends, a breezy public opinion and all those other unnoticed but multitudinous influences which keep most of us from becoming monomaniacs and the absence of which accounts for the doubtful sanity of more than one Roman emperor, Russian Tzar and Oriental despot.

We must also remember that Abd-ul-Hamid was, perhaps, slightly touched by that madness which seems to be endemic in the family of Othman and which completely overcast the reason of his immediate predecessor, Abd-ul-Aziz.

This does not of course excuse Abd-ul-Hamid's profound duplicity at the time of the first Parliament, nor his murder of Midhat Pasha, not to mention any of the other murders that can be laid to his charge.

It explains, however, and to some ex- tent excuses his abnormal love of intrigue, a love of intrigue which, combined with the Padishah's intense fear for his own life —a monomania of fear which finally became a veritable — disease caused the establishment, or rather the perfecting, in Turkey of a system of Government which smacks more of Egypt in the tenth century before Christ than of Europe in the twentieth century after.

I refer of course to the spy system, but before going on to say anything more about this system I should like to point out that, after all, Abd-ul-Hamid only perfected it and did not found it. Lady Mary Wortley Montagu speaks of the Sultan's spies being " everywhere," and the institution was probably one of the many evil inheritances which the Byzantines handed down to the Osmanli. If told of the extravagant lengths to which Abd-ul-Hamid went with his secret service, the average British reader would regard the Sultan as crazy.

King Edward or Mr. Against these terrible enemies Abd-ul-Hamid felt that he must fight with their own weapons.

Most of the Russian Tzars have thought so too. In fact, espionage is as sure a symptom of absolutism as an unsteady gait and an incoherent utterance are symptoms of intoxication.

It is really, in its way, a great testimonial to representative government, showing as it does how anxious even the most self-centred despots are to know the mind of the people.

The espionage system in Turkey has often been described, but I do not think that everybody who has read about it fully understands that, under this system, it was dangerous for a Turk not only to enter a foreign consulate or embassy but even to pass too often before its door ; that Turks could not receive the visits of foreigners nor even talk to them without the risk of arrest ; that nobody could leave Constanti- nople without a permit; that spies swarmed in the streets, in the coffee-houses, in all places of public resort, and that the least accusation made by them led to prison or to death.

At the head of this system was one man, Abd-ul-Hamid, who grew old before, his time in his efforts to keep all the threads of the organisation in his own hands.

Shut up in Yildiz like a great, poisonous, grey spider in the centre of its web, he continued for thirty-three years to receive from his agents reports or djournals strange corruption, this, of the English and French word " journal "! Djournals became as in- dispensable to him as morphia becomes to slaves of the morphine habit, so that on the day that he failed to receive a djournal he became, we are told, " in the highest degree imhappy. Even Abd-ul-Hamid's own eunuchs knew how mad their master was on the subject of djournals and, as we shall see hereafter, the despair of the less unscrupulous of them when they saw him again take to djournalism after the Revolution had in it something almost pathetic, something of the despair of a reformed drunkard's wife when she sees her husband again taking to the cup which had ruined him.

So addicted was the Padishah to his solitary pleasure that, despite an original vein of common sense, he hated others to expose bogus denunciations and thus spoil his enjoyment of a good intrigue. This policy finally led logically to Abd-ul-Hamid's fall, for the djournals found in Yildiz show that he was egregiously misled by Ali Kemal Bey on the vital questions of the Committee's power, the state of feeling in the Army, and the strength of the Macedonian force which was marching on Constantinople.

He was gradually brought to believe that he had done wrong to yield on July 24, , to a mere " bluff " on the part of a few officers, when ninety-nine per cent, of the Moslems and the Army was with him, and this conviction, so pleasant to his vanity, led him to support the April Mutiny.

This espionage service occasioned of course enormous. My authority for this statement is Dr. Behaeddine Shakir Bey, the director of the Shurdi' Ummett and one of the leading men in the Committee. On that occasion most of his djournalji received notice that they might cease work, and even Tachsin Pasha, one of Abd-ul-Hamid's most trusted spies, was re- quested to deal in his reports only with the most important events.

The July Revolution struck a still severer blow at djournalism but did not entirely kill it, for a month after the Revolution it was as active as ever. Nadir Agha, the second eunuch of the Sultan and a man of whom I shall afterwards have a good deal to say in connexion with the mutiny of April 13, recently made in the Tanin some interesting reve- lations on this head. It was the Kahriat of Abdullah Djevdet Bey.

I looked at the date. It was old. In turning over the leaves I found inside two papers. I asked the aghas and when I questioned Mustapha, the Sultan's tobacco-cutter, I understood that it was he. What did he do at Yildiz? In the beginning one of us, the eunuchs, remained with him while he prepared the tobacco but as, later on, he was trusted sufficiently to be allowed to work alone, he took to writing djournals which he put in the tobacco-box and thus brought to the notice of the Sultan.

The Sultan took the djournals but did not dare to smoke the tobacco, which he gave to us and which we smoked. They have sent a book called Kahriat and I found two papers inside it,' whereupon Djevad Bey answered :That man adores djournals. It's a mania with '. The djournalji have certainly found some go-between. Please point out this wretch to '. Thou hast " some. Give it. Then I continued Thou hast again begun to carry : '. Then there was Djevher Agha, the first eunuch. I warned one of the chamberlains of it myself.

All this will end badly. This applies even to most of the foreigners whom he took into his service and in this connexion I may say that there was something positively uncanny in the unerring instinct which often led him to select for advancement, after only a few moments' audience, men whose language he could not speak and whose past he knew nothing of, but whose character was just the sort he wanted.

To give an example of the kind of native material which he employed, I shall take the case of Marshal Tahir Agha, the tufenkji-bashi just alluded to by Nadir Agha and now serving in a fortress a sentence of six years' imprisonment just passed on him by the Court-martial.

Up to the age of thirty Tahir Agha, then Tahir Drago, had practised in his native village of Schodra, the slightly incongruous callings of shepherd and hired bravo. Being once asked to kill a certain person he proceeded to do so, but unfortunately attacked the wrong party and, still more unfortunately, this wrong party happened to be accompanied by his young son, who raised such an outcry that help came in time and Tahir had to flee to Constantinople.

In the capital he became a stone-cutter, but he also gave exhibitions of fencing, at which he is an adept. Abd-ul-Hamid, then heir apparent, happened to be present at one of these exhibitions and was so struck by the skill of Tahir and by his general character that he immediately engaged him and afterwards raised him to the most important military post in the Palace. In the succeed- ing chapters of this book, and especially in the account of the Mutiny, the reader will be introduced to many gentlemen of this description.

I have now presented to the reader Nadir Agha's view of what went on inside the Palace, but, before leaving this subject I might add, in order to show how little Abd-ul-Hamid had reconciled himself to the new order of things, that once when the Russian ambassador called on him towards the end of the year the Sultan asked peevishly at the end of the conversation, if the ambassador could please tell him some- thing of Turkish domestic politics, as he, the Padishah, had been left completely in the dark as to what was going on in his own empire.

Even in the very Congress of the Committee, which was held soon after the Revolution, there sat an agent of the Sultan. In studying the intrigues wherein Abd-ul-Hamid was engaged during the " constitutional " period of his rule I am confronted by the same difficulty. And as a full history of those intrigues would require a work about the size of Gibbon's " Decline and Fall " the reader will probably thank me for touching on the matter as lightly as possible, especially as the great bulk of such a book would consist of extremely involved and sordid details, relating mainly to obscure persons, and with, here and there, lacunae which would make whole sections of it incomprehensible.

To give, however, one instance of the nature of these intrigues, Mevlan Zadeh — a member of an anti-Committee Society called " Victims of the Fatherland " which flourished in Constantinople in January and in which Abd-ul-Hamid — was said to be interested greatly annoyed Yildiz by leaving that association, taking to patriotism of an advanced type and publishing a newspaper called the Serbesti, in which he attacked at the same time the Sultan and the Committee of Union and Progress.

Yildiz was so angry at this defection that it decided to have Mevlan assassinated and offered an assassin a large sum of money to do the work. The assassin, however, wanted more, whereupon Yildiz thought that it would be better perhaps to buy Mevlan body and soul with the money than to give it to his murderers.

In any case the nego- tiations between Yildiz and the hired bravos were broken off. Here comes a lacuna in the intrigue and next we find Hassan Fehmi, another of the SerhesWs editors, assassinated on the Galata bridge one night early in April under most mysterious circumstances.

With all these good people I shall deal fully, however, when I come to describe the causes which led to the Mutiny of April At the same time I would not assert that Abd-ul-Hamid is innocent.

Farkas, in reference to this murder, " sitzt ein Mann gefangen, der mdleicht einigen Aufschlusz iiber deise dunkle Tat geben konnte. Then, such of the Sultan's tools as had not succeeded in escaping were imprisoned and their public trials might result in the Padishah being implicated. One of these tools was Nedjib Pasha, an adventurer of the type Abd-ul- Hamid loved, who had been a revolutionary journalist in Tunis and Egypt, who had spied on the Young Turks abroad while pretending to be an exiled patriot this was a favourite trick of the Sultan's spies , and who had finally come home and, while nominally an employee of the Board of Trade, had done all sorts of odd jobs for his master, from discussing with Sir.

Nicholas O'Connor the Turkish trespass on Egyptian territory in the Peninsula of Sinia in January , to acting simul- taneously as judge and executioner within the precincts of Yildiz. Nedjib had presided over the Commission which had been appointed to investigate the affair of the bomb thrown at the Sultan about four years ago and the Young Turks put him on his trial on the charge of having, on that occasion, tortured Armenian prisoners to death in one of the kiosks of Yildiz Park.

The evidence was of a most sensa- tional character. This corpse, which was covered with bruises and bound with ropes, he afterwards dug up and identified as that of a co-rehgionist of his acquaintance who had been sent for by Yildiz some time previously in order to be questioned about the bomb outrage.

But, while denying the murder laid to his charge, Nedjib said that he had only obeyed orders, and the plea was a good one unless the Sultan himself were placed on his trial. What made the matter more serious from Abd-ul-Hamid's point of view was the fact that this was evidently only the first of a long series of State trials in all of which there would.

There are in the Marmora, within sight of Constantinople, several islands which were in Byzantine times covered with monasteries founded by devout Sovereigns who were some- times compeUed afterwards by usurpers to take the veil or the religious habit in the pious foundations which they had built.

The greatest spectacle of fallen greatness which the Isles witnessed was the Empress Irene who, in the first year of the ninth century, was banished to a nunnery which she had founded on the island of Prinkipo, by Nicophorus, the Chancellor of the Empire, who had first induced her by the promise of sending her to a more splendid retreat, to swear on a fragment of the true Cross that she would discover to him all the — treasures of the Crown which she accordingly did.

Nadir Agha, his second eunuch, who has, so to speak, turned King's evidence against his former master, denies that any torture was ever inflicted in the Sultan's residence or in his presence, though that does not make him think any the more of the Sultan, who feared, he said, that the person tortured might commit a personal assault on him.

Torture was generally inflicted in the guard-house at Beshiktash, close to the Palace and to the Bosphorus, and only in cases where the Padishah wanted to know from persons who had been accused in djoumals if there was any truth in the charges made against them.

If corroborative evidence were thus obtained, the Sultan was happy. If not, he made the inquisitors feel his displeasure. In other words, Abd-ul-Hamid was cruel, not for the sake of cruelty but owing to his intense fear for his own Ufe.

ABD-UE-HAMID'S FEARS 27 If the Turkish ex-functionaries who lived as prisoners in the same island of Prinkipo during the first half of the year could have been sworn on something equally efficacious, they would probably have told some astounding tales of the manner in which the country was governed during the old regime.

The ex-functionaries in question were the worst tools of Yildiz that the new Government could get hold of but, both in the Press and in Parliament, they were always, with a politeness which is almost Japanese in its ultra-refinement, referred to as the " Guests of the Isle. As for the Parliament, very hard things had already been said there about the Sovereign. In reference probably to — the piece of the true Cross said to be the largest fragment in existence, larger even than that possessed by the Vatican — which the Sultan had sent to the Tzar on the occasion of the latter's coronation.

Riza Nur Bey, the deputy for Sinope, had asked why the treasures of the nation he did not say of the Crown had been given away as presents. He had then proceeded to denounce Abd-ul-Hamid by name for his parsimony and his greed, winding up with the suggestion that since his Majesty had squeezed millions of Turkish pounds out of the people and invested them in foreign banks, and since what belonged to the Sovereign now belonged to the nation, the former ought gracefully to present the latter with his lands, his palaces and his banking accounts.

Then Abd-ul-Hamid's name was mentioned in connexion with another affair : that of the Yildiz Bazaar which had been held some years before with the Sultan as honorary President.

One book on Constantinople tells us how, at an official banquet, " a certain Agha of the janissaries, named Tehalik, having rudely defied the Council, was accosted towards the end of the entertainment by the Grand Vizier, carrying on his arm a robe of honour, and politely informed that he was made Governor of Cyprus.

This true story ends with the Agha running away, but being overtaken in Scutari by the mutes and " strangled with the knot of his own sabre. As one of the deputies plaintively put it : " This money has all been stolen and squandered, and the responsibility lies with the highest personages in the empire, which is probably the reason why nobody, up to the present, has dared to pro- test against this disgraceful swindle.

As this railway had been built with the pious object of helping pilgrims to go to Mecca, the Turkish Government was put to little or no expense in its construction, for it employed soldiers to build it — men from the Damas and Bagdad Corps, whose time of military service was consequently reduced by one-third. This report made a bad impression on the House. Riza Tewfik Bey cried out " This is more of our dirty linen :! What an amount of fraud and peculation must have been committed in connexion with this line What a number of!

Like myself, not only all the Mussulmans, but all the world, demand explanations. Abd-ul-Hamid had regarded the Hedjaz railway as the greatest work of his reign. Malversation it was, of course, impossible to prevent, but he had done his best to minimize it by entrusting the organization and general direction of the.