She asked after John Masefield, and I told her that he had been a stretcher-bearer during the war, and recently I sent him a laurel leaf from Rome with an enclosed note: “Coming events cast their shadows before!”
I believe in frankly telling an author how much one enjoys his work, and have myself often appreciated the pleasures of such spontaneous flattery. Was I not myself grateful to receive from Australian mothers letters thanking me for “having written the truth about the Turks.” Their sons were prisoners in Turkey.
BROUSSA.
General view of this charming Asiatic city.
p. 256
HALIDÉ HANOUM.
The Well-known Writer, Patriot, and Feminist Leader.
She has ridden all over Anatolia, making official reports for the Turkish Government concerning Greek atrocities.
Dr. ADNAN BEY.
High Commissioner for Constantinople.
Husband of Halidé Hanoum.
p. 208
Sarojini Naidu, also a friend of Halidé Hanoum, sent me an exquisite poem during the world’s despair. As the words went perfectly to the tune of “Rose in the Bud,” I have sung them again and again for conquest in sorrow, and rejoiced in their magic power. To those yearning for higher things, to whom words of faith bring comfort amidst the cold angles of life, the little poem may have its message:
Nay, do not weep tho’ life be full of sadness;