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Snappy was the word exactly to describe General Ismet Pasha, Turkish Premier as he stepped from his private car, immaculate. Behind him trudged Turkish Proxy No. 2 whom no valet could make snappy ? peering, stoop-shouldered Dr Tewfik Rushdi Bey, Foreign Minister. Once an accoucheur, the patient, fumbling Tewfik wears high-powered spectacles with the thickest lenses in all Turkey. He, by six years of astute diplomacy, has made the Soviet Union small Turkey's fast & firm friend. While a Red Army commander stepped forward to greet General Ismet, Tewfik talked with Soviet Foreign Commissar Maxim Maximovitch Litvinov winced...
...Nogales made tracks for home. He soon fell out with Gomez too, harassed his government with interminable border fights. Failure was just threatening to rob him of military adventure when the World War began. He tried to get in it with the Allies, ended up with the Turks. Nogales Bey got plenty of excitement fighting Britishers, Russians, Armenians in the Near East...
...years ago a grey-haired Detroit Negro solved his personal unemployment problem by becoming a Mohammedan, taking the name Mehmed All Bey and wangling passage for his wife, ten children & grandchildren to Turkey. Arrived at Istanbul, ingenious coal-black Ali besought Dictator Kemal Pasha thus: "In the name of 28,000 Moslems suffering from racial problems in America, I petition you to accord land on the shores of the Bosporus where we may create a flourishing American town and enjoy Turkey's traditional impartiality to Negroes...
Hard, pragmatic Dictator Kemal passed the petition to Angora officials who ignored it, but a rich & pious Turk bestowed on Petitioner Ali a disused house on Turkey's famed Golden Horn (a dirty stretch of water flanked by palaces and woods). Last week Mehmed Ali Bey scratched his woolly poll and complained to a U. S. correspondent: "Neither I nor my wife nor my children can find good jobs in Turkey. Sure we've got jobs, but they are no good. I even had to sell my dictionary. My sons are digging sewers. My daughters are cooks...
...Nice ex-Caliph Abdul Medjid, though he sent up the engagement trial balloon, took care not to kill off his Jerusalem candidacy last week. His monocle-wearing Secretary Hussein Nakib Bey declared, "My august master. His Majesty the Caliph Abdul Medjid Effendi, constantly corresponds with the Grand Mufti of Palestine...