the murder of the whole male population, after suitable
tortures, supposing the executioners had a taste for
the sport, and to them was given the right of general
plunder. Then, as soon as the number and capacity
of the vacant houses were telegraphed to Constantinople,
occupiers from the discontented townsfolk and natives
of Thrace were assigned to them. Sometimes there
would be a big school building to give away as well,
but that was not always so, for it might be more convenient
to assemble Armenians there for purposes of registration
or so forth, and then, if it happened to catch fire,
why Enver would understand that such accidents would
occur. Among other careful and well-thought-out
instructions came the order that, when possible, the
murders should not take place in the town, but outside
it, for clean Allah-fearing Moslems would not like
to live in habitations defiled by Christian corpses.
But, above all, there must be thoroughness; not a man
must be left alive, not a girl nor a woman who must
not drag her outraged body, so long as breath and
the heart-beat remained in it, to, or rather towards
those ‘agricultural colonies,’ as Talaat
Bey, in a flash of whimsical Prussian humour, called
them. One was advantageously situated in the
middle of the Anatolian desert at the village of Sultanieh.
There, for miles round, stretched the rocks and sands
of a waterless wilderness, but no doubt the women
and children of this very industrious race would manage
to make it wave with cornfields. Another agricultural
colony, by way of contrast, should be established a
couple of days’ journey south of Aleppo, where
the river loses itself in pestilential and malarious
swamps. Arabs could not live there, but who knew
whether those hardy Armenians (the women and children,
of them at least who had proved themselves robust
enough to reach the place) would not flourish there
out of harm’s way? After the swamps one
came to the Arabian desert, and there, a hundred miles
south-east, was a place called Deir-el-Zor; wandering
Arab tribes sometimes passed through it, but, arrived
there, the Armenians should wander no more. In
those arid sands and waterless furnaces of barren
rock there was room for all and to spare. Sultanieh,
the swamps, and Deir-el-Zor: these were the chief
of Talaat Bey’s agricultural colonies.
There must be collecting stations for these tragic colonists, centres to which they must be herded in from surrounding districts: one at Osmanieh, let us say, one at Aleppo, one at Ras-el-Ain, one at Damascus. And since it would be a pity to let so many flowers of girlhood waste their sweetness on the desert air of Deir-el-Zor, slave markets must be established at these collecting stations. There would be plenty of girls, and prices would be low, but the reverend ministers of Allah the God of Love, the Ulemas, the Padis and the Muftis, should be accorded a preferential tariff. Indeed they should pay nothing at all; they should just choose