By far Euphrates

The Eastern sun was near its setting. Everywhere beneath its beams stretched out a vast, dreary campaign--pale yellowish brown--with low rolling hills, bare of vegetation. There...

While the travellers go back to their encampment, now in full preparation for the start, it may be well to introduce them formally by name. In this respect they were exactly ali...

Young John Grayson stood alone in the large upper room which had been assigned to him and to his father. Mr. Grayson had gone out to reward and dismiss the zaptiehs and the Arab...

After that, for young John Grayson, life was a blank. Dim shadows came and went like reflections in a mirror, having no continuity and leaving no impression. In a passing way, a...

No doubt some subtle form of nervous weakness, the relic of his long and terrible illness, still held young John Grayson in its grasp. Moreover the loss of his father, so intens...

Very softly and sweetly fell the English words from the pretty lips of Shushan. Jack stood before her (it was spring now) with a great basket of spring flowers--glorious red ane...

"If thou seest the oppression of the poor, and violent perverting of judgment and justice in a province, marvel not at the matter: for He that is higher than the highest regarde...

"There's not a cow left to low nor a lamb to bleat of them all. The shepherds have come in, wounded and beaten, to tell us. Grandfather says they did all they could. Amaan! Amaan!"

John Grayson and Gabriel Meneshian were threading their way through the narrow, unsavoury streets of Urfa, the gutters which ran down the middle often not leaving them room to w...

At Biridjik, in the house of Hohannes Meneshian, and in the very room where John Grayson had caught his first glimpse of Armenian domestic life, two women sat at work. Mariam, l...

"Did you notice the scared faces in church?" Kevork went on. "There is nothing talked of here among our own people but death and massacre; and among the Turks, but how they are...

It was Shushan who awoke her guardian, near the going down of the sun. "Shack," she whispered, "let us get the horses and begone. I like not the looks of these people. Some of t...

John Grayson left his young bride, for the present, in the care of Miss Celandine. "She is safe; she is absolutely safe!" he kept saying to himself, that one thought swallowing...

Jack often went after this to the Protestant church to hear Pastor Stepanian preach. He had been much impressed by his words, and still more by his remarkable personality; and t...

"Oh, Thou that dwellest in the heavens high, Above yon stars and beyond yon sky, Where the dazzling fields need no other light, Nor the sun by day, nor the moon by night;

"The thousands that, uncheered by praise, Have made one offering of their days; For Truth's, for Heaven's, for Freedom's sake, Resigned the bitter cup to take, And silently, in...

"The clinging children at their mother's knee Slain; and the sire and kindred one by one Flayed or hewn piecemeal; and things nameless done Not to be told: while imperturbably T...

"It is not in the shipwreck or the strife We feel benumbed, and wish to be no more; But in the after-silence on the shore, When all is lost, except a little life."

"God's Spirit sweet, Still Thou the heat Of our passionate hearts when they rave and beat. Quiet their swell, And gently tell That His right Hand doeth all things well.

"But thou hadst gone--gone from the dreary land, Gone from the storms let loose on every hill; Lured by the sweet persuasion of a Hand, Which leads thee somewhere in the distanc...

"And if with milder anguish now I bear To think of thee in thy forsaken rest; If from my heart be lifted the despair, The sharp remorse with healing influence press'd, It is tha...

One day Jack roused himself to go to the desolated house of the Vartonians. Very few of the surviving Armenians dared to be seen walking in their own Quarter; and, it was said b...

Miss Celandine's thoughtful kindness had screened off a little corner in the crowded Church Hospital, where Gabriel's bed was placed, and there was room for Kevork and John Gray...

It was far from Dr. Sandeman's thought to blaspheme that creed of youth which stamps the signet of eternity upon its love, its joy, its suffering, its despair. Old as he was, hi...

It was a bright July morning. After a prosperous voyage, the _Semaphore_ was steaming in to Southampton Pier. John Grayson stood on the deck, looking at the shores of the native...

Brief sleep, if any, had John Grayson that Sunday morning. As so often heretofore he could not sleep for pain or sorrow, now he could not sleep _for rest_. The sense of the peac...