1895

In the first five lines of my notes in the May issue, I wrote that I intended to drive to Winter Park, Fla., to join Austin, Harley, Rice and other Dartmouth men. I did this, arriving in Winter Park in the blackness of night and in a pouring rain. My son Robert and I shared the driving.

I learned that "Sliver" Rice and wife had left Winter Park; but Austin, Harley and Dartmouth men of other classes were in town and I had the pleasure of meeting other Alumni at a Dartmouth dinner in Winter Park.

I also witnessed a boat race between Rollins College and Dartmouth—two of them in fact, a Junior race which Dartmouth won, and a Senior one which Rollins won.

The internal dissension at Rollins is most unfortunate.

Joel and Mrs. Harley started back to Wisconsin the same day Robert and I started North. On the way home we called on Mrs. Wilson at her home in Hartford. She is carrying on with good cheer and courage.

To continue now with the life of Jesse K. Marden.

FIRST EXPULSION FROM TURKEY

On May 10, 1916, our missionary compound was surrounded by Turkish officers and soldiers, and the Americans were told they must leave at once. Dr. White and Dr. Marden were the spokesmen for our group. It was shown that such an order was impossible of fulfillment while the hospital had many sick patients who could not be moved, and the College students were long distances from their homes. However, all efforts to get the order rescinded were unavailing. A Turkish doctor arrived to take over the hospital. After conversation about various matters, Dr. Marden gave to him his beautiful Arab horse, Mosul, and asked him to be good to the patients who were left. And no one ever heard from his lips a word of self-pity or resentment or bitterness. „ ,

On May 16, six yailas with fifteen people left the Compound. The first stop was made after a few hours. Mr. Getchell, the Station Treasurer, took up the task of going over the station accounts, and that night he announced he had the balance. We had supper together, cutting the birthday cake of Mr. Getchell, now six days late. Our party were: Dr. White, Mr. and Mrs. Getchell, Mr. and Mrs. Pye with Hubert, Edward, and Willard, Miss Tupper, Miss Charlotte Willard, Miss Zbinden, Dr. and Mrs. Marden with William, and Miss Morley. Always we had in mind that our fate, might be the same as that of our Armenian friends; at every turn of the road we imagined hostility. But the nights and the days passed, every one giving to us a fresh consciousness of the Father's care.

After six days we reached Ankara, going to a hotel where we unloaded our yailas, sending our beds and equipment back to Marsovan by the kavas. Two days of railroad travel brought us to Constantinople, where Mother Marden met us at the Galata bridge; it almost seemed as if William knew her, so confident and loving was his greeting. She invited us four to the Gekik Pasha school for entertainment. Before plans were made our group met for prayer. Miss Willard, with Miss Gage who joined us in Constantinople, Mr. and Mrs. Getchell and Miss Zbinden decided to make every effort possible to get permission to return to Marsovan; and after constant prayer and much effort the permit was granted. Miss Tupper was invited to Constantinople College as nurse.

The Pye family, Dr. White, and we four decided to take our furloughs. Dr. White remained a bit longer; but we nine soon boarded a train for Sophia and LomPalanka, whence a long day's boat ride on the Danube brought us to Orsova. From here we took a train for Vienna, whence after four days we went on to Berlin for another four days. As had been anticipated, bread was scarce and hard to obtain in these countries; but our supply of peksemet (swieback), the necessity for which had been foreseen and made provision fo before leaving Marsovan, never failed us; and this meant much, with four little boys in the party. Before leaving Berlin, Jesse carefully reduced all the accounts for the party to one small sheet of paper; this was because we knew that at Warnemunde custom house where we were to leave Germany we would be subjected to the closest scrutiny, both of ourselves and our possessions, and all books and papers would probably be taken away. From Warnemunde we went on by steamer and train to Copenhagen. Here we felt easy, with no military supervision, abundant food and comfort. After a week we proceeded by steamer and train through Sweden and Norway to Bergen. How we enjoyed the scenery from this train—snowy mountains, waterfalls, and the fiord, along which we passed for hours! Tunnels and snow-sheds were almost continual.

At Bergen we boarded a steamer of the Norwegian-American Line which took us to New York. On the quay here was Rev. T. A. Elmer awaiting us, and he took us to his hotel; the day following he gave three of our little boys a bus-ride. We never can forget his cordiality.

After this we went our separate ways. The happiest day for William was when the Pye family and Miss Noyes came to see us at the home of our sister, Mrs. J. D. Nutting, in Cleveland, Ohio. The saddest day for William was when his father took the train for Rochester, Minn. For days William would say when he heard a train, "Is that father's train coming back?" November saw us all on the train for Auburndale, Mass.

No one can foresee what a day may bring forth. William was taken severely ill on Saturday night. Jesse had promised to speak at some church on Sunday. That night it became evident that the illness was very grave; and on Monday we took him to a hospital. I was permitted to remain with him through the night, but Jesse had to go back to the Walker Missionary Home in Auburndale. We could not keep our lovely child with us; he was transplanted to the Heavenly Abode at 3:15 Tuesday morning, November 14, 1916. His body was taken to the home of my brother, T. D. Morley, in Mentor, Ohio. Dr. Bosworth came from Oberlin for the service, and his remarks on II Cor. 1 can never be forgotten. The little body was laid to rest in the Morley lot in the Mentor cemetery.

It is common knowledge that Dr. Roy Chamberlin is co-author of The DartmouthBible.

I herewith announce that Classmate Austin is sole author of the Mathematical Bible, of which he writes, "The whole matter is epoch making. It is the most wonderful application of mathematics I have ever known. It is the one convincing proof that led me to accept Christianity."

Detailed information about this Bible will appear in the next issue of the DARTMOUTH MAGAZINE.

Secretary, White River Jet., Vt. Treasurer, 10 Occom Ridge, Hanover, N. H. Class Agent, 8 Zamora St., Jamaica Plain 30, Mass.