s and the Gallipoli Peninsula have
been stolen.

_April 13._ A secret interview with Enver Bey, who promises that
our ideas shall be carried out when his party comes into power.
Evidently he does not know that my duplicates have been stolen.

Troubles threaten in the Vilayet of Trebizond, where is an
American Mission. I fear that our emissaries and the emissaries of
Enver Bey are deliberately fomenting disorders because Americans
are not desired by our Government. Enver denies this; but it is
idle to believe anyone in this country.

_April 16._ Another interview with Enver Bey. His scheme is flatly
revolutionary, namely, the deposition of Abdul, a secret alliance,
offensive and defensive, with us; the Germanisation of the Turkish
army and navy; the fortification of the Gallipoli district
according to our plans; a steadily increasing pressure on Serbia;
a final reckoning with Russia which is definitely to settle the
status of Albania and Serbia and leave the Balkan grouping to be
settled between Austria, Germany, and Turkey.

I spoke several times about India and Egypt, but he does not
desire to arouse England unless she interferes.

I spoke also of Abdul Hamid's secret and growing fear of Germany,
and his increasing inclination toward England once more.

No trace of my stolen plans. The originals are in the Yildiz
Palace. I have a third set secreted, about which nobody knows.

_April 21._ I have been summoned to the Yildiz Palace. It possibly
means my assassination. I have confided my box of data,
photographs, and plans, to the Reverend Wilbour Carew, an American
missionary in the Trebizond sanjak.

There are rumours that Abdul has become mentally unhinged through
dread of assassination. One of his own aides-de-camp, while being
granted an audience in the Yildiz, made a sudden and abrupt
movement to find his handkerchief; and Abdul Hamid whipped out a
pistol and shot him dead. This is authentic.

_April 30._ Back at Tchardak with my good missionary and his wife.
A strange interview with Abdul. There were twenty French clocks in
the room, all going and all striking at various intervals. The
walls were set with French mirrors.

Abdul's cordiality was terrifying; the full original set of my
Gallipoli plans was brought in. After a while, the Sultan reminded
me that the plans