I
MUSTAPHA KEMAL PASHA, THE MAN
HIS PERSONAL APPEARANCE—THE EASTERN TRADITION
OF GOVERNMENT UNDER WHICH HE WAS
BORN—THE WESTERN TRADITION WHICH HE HAS
SOUGHT TO TRANSPLANT TO HIS COUNTRY—THE
DIVERSION OF THE TURKS FROM A MILITARY TO
AN ECONOMIC LIFE, WHICH HE IS BEGINNING—"DO
YOU THINK YOU WILL SUCCEED?"
Having applied at the Foreign Office in Angora for an appointment with Mustapha Kemal Pasha, a message finally reached me about 2 o'clock in the afternoon that a half-hour had been arranged for me at the close of the day's session of the Grand National Assembly. The gray granite building which houses the Assembly, stands at the foot of Angora, with the red and white Crescent and Star flying above it by night as well as by day. "The Pasha's" car stood at the curb. He lives in a villa presented to him by the town of Angora, at Tchan-Kaya, a suburb three miles away, and the sight of his car, a long gray machine of German make, is one of the few means of tracing him. He is the easiest of all men to meet, but the most difficult of all men to find.
Within the building, one of Kemal's aides led me to a large room off the corridor, within which to
