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  OJ 
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  The 
  population 
  is 
  inactive 
  and 
  

   looks 
  discouraged. 
  Men 
  sit 
  in 
  

   cafes 
  and 
  talk 
  about 
  the 
  hard 
  times. 
  

   Old 
  graybeards 
  sit 
  on 
  the 
  side- 
  

   walks 
  and 
  smoke 
  nargilehs. 
  The 
  

   letter- 
  writer 
  has 
  a 
  stand 
  near 
  the 
  

   centrally 
  located 
  mosques, 
  and 
  still 
  

   makes 
  an 
  excellent 
  living 
  from 
  the 
  

   Turks, 
  few 
  of 
  whom 
  can 
  read 
  or 
  

   write. 
  

  

  A 
  group 
  of 
  dervishes, 
  who, 
  like 
  

   the 
  city, 
  have 
  declined 
  in 
  pictur- 
  

   esqueness, 
  pass 
  slowly 
  up 
  the 
  

   streets. 
  Hamals, 
  the 
  native 
  ex- 
  

   pressmen, 
  stagger 
  along, 
  crying, 
  

   "Make 
  way 
  !" 
  As 
  in 
  the 
  old 
  days, 
  

   kabobjees 
  slice 
  off 
  strips 
  of 
  roast- 
  

   ing 
  meat 
  to 
  tempt 
  the 
  appetites 
  of 
  

   the 
  passersby. 
  

  

  RUSSIAN 
  REFUGEES 
  ARE 
  EVERY- 
  

   WHERE 
  

  

  As 
  in 
  Pera, 
  Russian 
  refugees 
  

   are 
  everywhere, 
  selling 
  flowers, 
  

   kewpie 
  dolls, 
  oil 
  paintings 
  of 
  Con- 
  

   stantinople, 
  cakes 
  and 
  trinkets, 
  

   books 
  and 
  newspapers 
  printed 
  in 
  

   Russian. 
  They 
  sleep 
  in 
  the 
  open 
  

   streets 
  and 
  on 
  the 
  steps 
  of 
  the 
  

   mosques. 
  They 
  loaf, 
  beg, 
  work 
  

   when 
  they 
  can 
  find 
  a 
  job, 
  and 
  

   sometimes 
  sob 
  with 
  hunger. 
  

  

  A 
  few 
  Russians 
  have 
  been 
  lucky 
  

   enough 
  to 
  find 
  positions 
  in 
  restau- 
  

   rants 
  as 
  waitresses 
  or 
  coatboys. 
  A 
  

   princess 
  may 
  bring 
  the 
  patron's 
  

   coffee 
  and 
  a 
  general 
  hand 
  him 
  his 
  

   stick. 
  Professors, 
  ex-millionaires, 
  

   women 
  of 
  high 
  birth, 
  beseech 
  one 
  

   to 
  buy 
  cigarettes 
  or 
  paper 
  flowers. 
  

   A 
  small 
  colony 
  in 
  Pera 
  has 
  taken 
  

   possession 
  of 
  an 
  embankment 
  and 
  

   hung 
  up 
  two 
  blankets 
  to 
  make 
  it 
  

   seem 
  homelike. 
  

  

  The 
  most 
  important 
  changes 
  that 
  

   have 
  taken 
  place 
  in 
  Constantinople 
  

   in 
  the 
  past 
  five 
  years 
  are 
  the 
  refu- 
  

   gee 
  situation, 
  the 
  emancipation 
  of 
  

   women 
  from 
  the 
  worst 
  of 
  their 
  

   slavery, 
  the 
  devastating 
  fires, 
  and 
  

   the 
  influx 
  of 
  American 
  goods 
  and 
  

   business. 
  

  

  The 
  refugee 
  situation 
  is 
  heart- 
  

   breaking, 
  but 
  has 
  been 
  greatly 
  

   ameliorated 
  by 
  the 
  activities 
  of 
  the 
  

   American 
  Red 
  Cross 
  and 
  the 
  Near 
  

   East 
  Relief. 
  

  

  