The Independent . is feeling was notdue simply to race loyalty. Yes, therewas more and he would tell me hisstory. It was nearly thirteen years agothat I came to America with my littleArmenian bride. Business opened fa-vorably for me and I prospered. Whtnthe time came to celebrate our tenthwedding anniversary, we talked overdifferent plans, but at last I said, Ihave it! Instead of a celebration here The settling of the ArmenianQuestion is a task for statesmen,but the feeding and rehabilita-tion of Armenia, which is beingcarried on by the American Com-mittee for Armenian and SyrianRelief, is a t
The Independent . is feeling was notdue simply to race loyalty. Yes, therewas more and he would tell me hisstory. It was nearly thirteen years agothat I came to America with my littleArmenian bride. Business opened fa-vorably for me and I prospered. Whtnthe time came to celebrate our tenthwedding anniversary, we talked overdifferent plans, but at last I said, Ihave it! Instead of a celebration here The settling of the ArmenianQuestion is a task for statesmen,but the feeding and rehabilita-tion of Armenia, which is beingcarried on by the American Com-mittee for Armenian and SyrianRelief, is a task for every man andwoman in America.—The Editor. with presents, I will send you and thechildren back home. We will not tellthe old folks. You will surprize in the fateful summer of 1914 theysailed. I confess I cried. It was hardto be separated for the first time frommy dear ones, but what joy would cometo the aged parents! And then, andthe man bowed in agony, came thewar! They had just arrived at their. THE MISSIONARY SOUP KITCHENS HAVE SAVED MANY REFUGEES destination and I acted promptly, youmay believe. The authorities at Wash-ington were most kind. Thru the Em-bassy at Constantinople they locatedmy wife and the children and forward-ed money to them. I learned that mydear ones were well, but alas! I couldnot hear from them. More than twoyears have passed and still there is nopersonal letter, tho I am assured thatthey are still preserved. While they arenot permitted to return, I have not losthope that I shall see them again. Butyou can imagine my feelings in view ofwhat I know is taking place all aroundthem, that practically all the Armeni-ans of the town where they are havebeen killed or driven away and thatany day I may learn that they are nomore—or worse! The haunting fear exprest by thisone man rests like a nightmare uponthousands of Armenian homes in Amer-ica, only in hundreds of cases the fullstory is known—their loved ones haveperished or have been drive
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