“Always yours,
“George H. Hepworth.”
[12]. “Through Armenia on Horseback,” by the Rev. George H. Hepworth. New York and London, 1898.
[13]. Reference to an offer made me by the proprietor of the New York Herald to go to Berlin as its permanent correspondent, which I declined.
Nearly seven years elapsed before circumstances took me back for a short visit to Constantinople. This time I went no longer as the representative of a great newspaper, but only as a private individual. All the greater was the surprise I felt on my arrival to find a warm welcome from the friends I had previously made there. From the Sultan and his entourage down to the kafedji, who used to hand me my cup of coffee in the Palace, and the swarthy arabadji, whose black stallions took me on my daily round of visits, they all seemed to bear one in kindly memory in gratitude for what they deemed were services rendered to their country, and this too, after a lapse of seven long years, in the Mohammedan East! This has often struck me as extraordinary in an age in which a lifetime of beneficent work, even when recognized at all, is forgotten in a week.
In the remaining chapters I have striven to reconstruct under different headings the impressions and experiences gained during my various visits to Turkey.
PART II