Still the women would not abandon the
contest, and, as a supreme effort, sent a long telegram to the Palace, invoking
the sovereign’s aid and protection. In reply, they were invited to send a
deputation to the Police Court connected with the imperial residence. The pasha
of the Court was a veteran official who, though he could not read, and knew to
write only his own name, had reached his responsible position by force of
character and the possession of common sense.
He expounded the law to the women before
him, informed them that he intended to enforce it, and gave them a tremendous
scolding for the manner in which they and their sisters had behaved; seasoning
justice, however, with mercy, to the extent of presenting them a small sum of
money wherewith to meet the expense of their visit to him and of their
telegram.
The young imam of the village was also
summoned, and made to understand that, unless his mother’s influence was
employed to keep the peace, he should lose his place. Accordingly, the war
stopped, but there were threats that the two persons most concerned with the
erection of the wall would be stoned to death. The threats were so serious that
even a brave Croat, in the service of the proprietors of the enclosed ground,
advised the superintendent of the works to avoid a road which would expose him
to assault. “I am an old man,” replied the latter, a Briton, “it will not
matter much if I am stoned to death.”
Be killed by women
But answered the Croat, “will it not be a
shame to be killed
by women?” It was an ungallant remark to make, in view of the
spirit displayed by the women, yet a characteristic expression of that poor
estimate of womanhood against which the weaker sex has still to contend in the
East the estimate which led Abimelech, long ago, when at the point of death by
a blow from a woman’s hand, to beseech his armor-bearer to kill him, lest men
should say “a woman slew him.”
A pleasure resort near the upper end of the
Golden Horn much in favor in the spring, when every Friday afternoon crowds of
Turkish ladies with their children flock there for recreation by the
water-side.
But the world moves, and Turkish women move
with it. The last generation has witnessed remarkable changes in their habits
both in the capital and in other great cities of the Empire. For one thing,
there has been a striking change in the matter of dress.
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