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    RETELLING THE SAGA OF ARMENIANS IN JERUSALEM
    By Arthur Hagopian

    hetq
    2011/03/01 | 16:40

    diaspora

    When the great historians, particularly Ormanian and Savalaniantz,
    set out to wrest from the obscure pages of the past the history of the
    Armenians of Jerusalem, one of the main objective they achieved was
    the establishment of chronologically ascertained points of reference.

    But despite the exhaustive tenor of their approach and perspective,
    their quills inevitably left some gaps in the narratives that have
    come down to us.

    We know when Armenians first trod the dust-blown roads of Jerusalem,
    back in the days of empire, when Tigranes II led a conquering army to
    Syria and the borders of Judea (circa 1st-2nd BCE). We know how many
    Armenians were living in the Old City at the peak of their presence
    (over 15,000 circa 1945 CE). We have a list of their Patriarchs,
    bundles of documents embodying "firman"s establishing their rights
    and privileges, Daguerreotypes of the first photos they developed
    and copies of the first books they printed.

    But we know nothing about what drove these people, this flotsam
    of humanity washed ashore at the Holy Land, a tribe afire with the
    perpetual flame of ingenuity and artistic abandon. We know next to
    nothing about their ancient culture, their traditions, their dreams
    and aspirations.

    Some of the edifices and institutions they set up, among them the
    city's first printing press, are still standing. Others, like the
    first photographic studio and the refectory that fed thousands of
    refugees during the 1948 Arab-Israeli war, have been raked over.

    A couple of years ago, an attempt was launched to close this
    unfortunate gap in the saga of the Armenians of Jerusalem, with
    the creation of a website family tree project targeting the native
    Armenians, the Kaghakatzis, a clan that boasts a unique distinction:
    every single member of the clan is related, either closely or at a
    distance, to every other Kaghakatzi.

    The web site has so far succeeded in creating a database listing
    genealogical details of past Kaghakatzis, dating back a little less
    than two centuries, in an intriguing mosaic of interviewing lines
    that show the unbroken connection that binds all Kaghakatzis to their
    Jerusalem sojourn.

    At the same time, the website has become a repository of the stories
    and legends of this clan, and a menu of whatever has been salvaged
    of their traditions and customs.

    But despite the participation and contribution of Kaghakatzis all
    over the world, parts of the mosaic lie in tatters, glaring gaps in
    its fabric.

    But that is not the only anomaly - until now, the project, dubbed
    the Kaghakatzi Armenians of Jerusalem Family Tree, has shied away
    from cataloguing the saga of the rest of the Armenians of the city,
    particularly the Vanketzis, survivors of the Armenian genocide or
    their descendants who had sought refuge in the Convent of St James.

    The reasoning behind this obvious oversight is that there is no
    common genealogical link binding the Vanketzis together. They belong
    to various families and hail from different parts of the motherland,
    Armenia. They have been in Jerusalem for less than a century, unlike
    the Kaghakatzis who can lay claim to a presence of over two millennia.

    However, the organizers feel it is time to remedy the anomaly.

    "We plan to expand our horizons and tell the story of all the Armenians
    of Jerusalem, irrespective," the organizers say.

    The Vanketzis also have a story to tell, though it is mostly a tale
    of survival, of fighting to stay alive while others perished by the
    roadside, as they sought to evade the marauding Turkish hordes bent
    on their annihilation.

    In more than one case, these miserable dregs of humanity had to face
    the utmost horror of having to abandon other members of their families
    to fates worse than death. They survived on the peels of oranges
    they picked off the ground, and hid in cemeteries where the Jinn,
    whom the Moslem marauders feared, protected them against the assassins.

    The Kaghakatzis in Jerusalem received their refugee cousins with open
    arms, guarding and protecting them, and offering them a safe haven.

    During the first Arab-Israeli confrontation of 1948 it was the
    Kaghakatzis with their home-made Sten and Bren guns who defended the
    whole of the Armenian compound in the Old City.

    While the Vanketzis would have set up the first printing press
    and photographic studio, establishing a tradition for innovation
    and modernity, the Kaghakatzis would have concentrated on the more
    practical aspects of civil administration, trade and government.

    They infiltrated the topmost echelons of politics and government,
    a cadre of top professionals who passed their skills and expertise
    to successive generations.

    Alas, despite their ponderous accomplishments, neither the Kaghakatzis
    nor the Vanketzis seem to have given any consideration to chronicling
    their deeds for posterity. They kept no records, or if they did,
    it has all perished.

    Aside from three official ledgers in the possession of the Armenian
    Patriarchate that catalogue details of births, marriages and deaths of
    Armenians in Jerusalem. But these go back only to 1840. There might
    conceivably be older records buried somewhere in the Patriarchate
    archives: but trying to locate and exhume them is an option too
    far away.

    No doubt there are also bits of memorabilia scattered here and there,
    gathering dust in forgotten or unheard-of locations.

    Waiting for their day of discovery or deliverance from obscurity.

    Which is what happened to the scrap of paper Hagop Terzibashian,
    erstwhile catering supervisor at the Patriarchate, had secreted in
    his house inside the convent. The paper was unearthed by his son,
    Abraham, an internationally renowned expert on Armenian theology and
    theological literature.

    The document Hagop so painstakingly compiled, is a list of leading
    Kaghakatzi figures who plied their trades in the city, from the early
    19th century onwards. It covers almost every aspect of life: there
    seems to have been no trade or occupation in which the Kaghakatzis were
    not apprenticed. Barbers rubbed shoulders with blacksmiths, carpenters,
    builders, shoemakers, goldsmiths, tailors, and bankers, among others.

    Perhaps the most noteworthy revelation is the fact that the Kaghakatzis
    also controlled much of the seat of power in the city: Boghos Effendi
    Zakarian had risen to the lofty position of deputy to the Mutasarrif
    (Governor), while Sahag Nercessian became chief of police and Hovhannes
    Khatchadourian the tax collector.

    Because of their diligence and trustworthiness, the Kaghakatzis were
    also singled out for special honors by power representatives of the
    foreign powers in the land.

    Hagop Pascal was appointed vice-consul for Austria-Hungary, while
    Prussia singled out Haroutioun Torossian for the post.

    Hagop Srabion Mouradian was a US consular officer in Jaffa, and a
    close relative, Onnig, became the US vice-consul in Jerusalem.

    And among the builders, lurks the shadow and memory of Hovsep
    Hovsepian. Could this have been the vaunted Yousef el Banna (Hovsep the
    builder), whose name reverberates in the modern annals of Kaghakatzi
    Armenians?

    Is this Hovsep the one from whose loins descended my own family line,
    along the way, the Hovsepian patronymic morphing into Hagopian?

    Alas, there is no one to tell. One of the handful of the remaining
    elders of the Kaghakatzis, former teacher Arshalooys Zakarian, who
    might have known, passed away recently, taking her story with her.

    Someday, we may yet stumble on another slip of parchment or paper
    telling us more.

    Until such time, or when the time comes to write the remarkable
    history of the Armenians of Jerusalem, as it should be written,
    we only have the memories, or what we can salvage of them.




    From: A. Papazian
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