Sinister Applesauce

From the cozy "Home Information Center" at Mount Holyoke, Mass., Miss Irene Roelofs went straight to the American College for Girls at Arnautkeuy, suburb of Constantinople. "One of our tasks," said she brightly last week, "is to rectify and balance the Turkish meal, which usually contains an excess of carbohydrates.

"There are still difficulties about applesauce, though the Minister of Education likes it." Innocent though such words may seem, they took on a sinister significance, later in the week, when one Ibrahim, accused of burglarizing the American College for Girls, appeared in court and stoutly retracted a confession he had made to the Police Commissioner.

"The Commissioner," said burglarious Ibrahim, "kept my body without nourishment and my soul in torment for five days. On the sixth he called me into his office. On the table was a platter of tasty chicken with rice, a creamy dessert and a dish of applesauce. All of these things were to be mine if I would make a complete confession. Because of my hunger I told him a lot of things that were not true."

Sniffing down the trail of applesauce, old-fashioned Turks saw the insidious influence of the American College for Girls penetrating to the very fundamentals of Turkish life, obtaining an ascendancy first over the Minister of Education and then over his friend and accomplice in applesauce, the Police Commissioner, finally altering even the carbohydrate menu with which Turkish officials have for centuries applied the gastronomic third degree.

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