Ambushed by Simko, Part 3
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And of course my nephew was across already, and my sister-in-law caught up with us. We had to go up this incline, and the bullets are just pouring from both sides. The pathway was so narrow if anybody would sit, they'd just roll off there, so there's -- nobody was blocking the way. By the time we got to the top, it was almost sunset.
We had to go through this Persian village, and everybody's staring at you, you know. Didn't know what's going to happen to you. We finally went through that, and people came and went by, you know. As the wound got cold, my sister-in-law got slower. And here, we're in -- it's a wonder how we didn't -- how we kept on the right road. It's a miracle. I don't know how it happened. We just kept on going. It was a moonlit night.
And in one instant, somehow -- see, my mother had my nephew and myself, you know, walking. Somehow I lost her grip and I end up on the brink of a ditch. That really shook me up. I didn't fall asleep anymore. We kept on walking. People came. My mother begged them to stop; nobody paid attention. Mind you, we haven't eaten nothing, nothing. Finally we came to a place where there were some people camped, and my mother asked them if we could stay with them. They said, "That's okay, stay with us." In the morning we got up and went to another place. One of our distant cousins noticed the condition my sister-in-law was in. He had his wife get off the horses: "She needs it worse than you do." So they took her to a hospital.
My mother and I and my nephew end up in a village on the outskirts of the main city of that area, Salmās. Salmās was made up of Armenians, Assyrians, Persians, Kurds. At that period, the same Simko treacherously invited the head of the Assyrian church, Mar Shimun, to a dinner. And at that dinner, they machine gunned the whole retinue of the Assyrian bishop. So there was a war between the Assyrians, the Kurds, and the Persians. We got there, and they felt relieved because we had men that could fight. Our military command tried to convince them that eventually we'll be overrun by the Turks. So our best solution would be to find our way back to our original intention of going to Julfā and then into Russian Armenia. Well, they took quite a while, but they finally got to it.