THE RED RUGS OF TARSUS
way they went in groups of fifty, going at an easy run and brandishing their arms, uttering low weird howls that grew in a crescendo of rage. They made for the Armenian quarter, the last houses of which are only one hundred and fifty yards from us.
Shooting started and continued all day. Along with the sound of the shots we could hear the screams of the dying.
All day there has been a procession of refu- gees. They seem to have gathered in little groups first, for they came in a few hundred at a time in pulsation. In the afternoon they came steadily. Mother! the sound of the feet of the multitude. Some poor things were wounded, some were looking for husbands or children that could not be found. They brought nothing with them. Sick women were carried on the backs of their husbands. Little children struggled to keep up with panic- stricken elders. Children, feeble old people, chronic invalids, the desperately ill, were pos- [114]
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