During the Ottoman occupation of the Syrian lands, the Syrian man made several attempts at liberation. And the Syrian woman felt, in her heart of hearts, that she was the working hand in the building of her homeland, and she began at that time to form certain associations.

These associations aimed at char-ity and kindness toward the poor and the needy. And in Aleppo a women's association called for the unification of dress: the woman of refinement wore what the workman's wife wore, and took to saving the price of these luxuries and supporting with it certain families of straitened but concealed circumstances.

The Syrian woman championed the national products. She took great interest in the textiles, wear-ing them and no foreign products besides; she gloried and took pride in them, and so encouraged employer and workman to perfect their craft — and the result of this was the perfection and beauty which Syrian textiles have attained. She also took for the fur-nishing of her house an attractive Eastern furniture — and so the man felt that woman loves beauty and art, and he too perfected his work to please her — and thus she brought the man to love work and to give it new life.

The woman looked about her and saw children playing in the streets in dirty clothes. So one woman took upon herself a street through which she passed daily, in which there were about fifty children. She promised a number of them a present if, when she returned in the evening, she found them clean

of face and clothes. She came back in the evening and found them all waiting for her — but just as they were, except for one little girl with combed hair, clean of face and clothes, intelligence shining from her eyes. She approached her and gave her her present, and the child danced exultantly before her playmates and said:

"They did not believe it; they said she is like our mother — she makes us promises and does not give." And on the second day most of the children had combed hair and clean clothes. And I believe that had this Syrian woman given

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