Russian Refugees Find Haven

RUSSIAN REFUGEES FIND HAVEN IN SAN FRANCISCO ...
UNITED STATES WATCHING FOR "REDS" AMONG EXILES
San Francisco News Call
July 2, 1923

Information regarding several alleged "reds" among the over 500 Russian exiles, who arrived here last night on the USAT Merritt from Manila by way of Vladivostok, was turned over to immigration authorities today by Fred Esola, head of the local Department of Justice office.

Persons whose records must undergo close inspection before they are permitted to land on American shores are those who are suspected of having spread Bolshevist propaganda among the passengers during the months at sea.  Some of them are said to have disguised their feelings, but are suspected of being agents working for the current Russian government, sent here for the purpose of carrying out that government's designs.

SLEUTHS BOARD TRANSPORT

Department of Justice agents were said to have boarded the USAT Merritt for the purpose of interrogating some of the "reds. " Esola would make no comment on the situation today beyond admitting that relevant information had been turned over to the immigration authorities on Angel Island recently.  Those suspect individuals will be deported.
 
With their arrival, the forlorn company of men and women, each one of whom has a harrowing story of hardship and suffering to tell, ended eight months of wandering.   When in Manila , many passengers sought haven after China and Japan had shut the doors to them.  Nearly all of the men were soldiers, sailors, or officers in the various Russian armies and navies.

They are the remnant of the "white" armies - those of Denikine, Yudenich, Kolchak, and others - who had fought in the Bolshevik revolution of 1917, until last fall, in the vain hope of overthrowing the soviet government.  Their last refuge in Russia was at Vladivostok. When the Japanese withdrew their troops from that Siberian port last October the red troops of the Far Eastern Republic moved in. There was no place left for the remaining "whites" to go. It was literally a choice between the devil and the deep blue sea. They chose the sea.

There were 7,000 in total when this modern Odyssey began.  They swarmed aboard boats belonging to Russian navy in Vladivostok harbor, and in addition commandeered over twenty vessels of the Russian volunteer fleet.

BARRED BY JAPAN

The fleet headed for Japan, but the Japanese authorities refused to receive the refugees.  Additionally, docking at multiple ports in China was denied. However, some of the refugees were permitted to enter China.  Several ships were lost in storms and hundreds of passengers drowned. The Russian Volunteer Fleet, a commercial organization, regained possession of its commandeered vessels. Only a fraction of the "fleet" and its distressed human cargo managed to reach reached Manila where the United States army took charge.  Jobs were found for several hundred and the remainder were detained until a way could be found to redirect them away from Russia, because sending them back to Siberia would have meant execution for most of them.

UNITED STATES OFFERS AID

Major General Leonard Wood appealed to Washington, DC.  The War Department made an appropriation of $34,000 to care for the refugees, and offered the USAT Merritt to bring them to the United States.  Of the 526 passengers aboard the USAT Merritt, work has been found in the United States for all but 150 adults; according to Captain H. L. Fuller, who is responsible for the group.  The group is temporarily quartered at Fort McDowell, Angel Island. They will be permitted to land as rapidly as the immigration authorities are satisfied that each one has a job and thus will not become a public charge.
   
Most of them have had only military training, and there are scores who have never been compelled to work at any job, including menial tasks, but they all seem anxious to qualify for admission to the country.

PRINCE IN PARTY

Passengers span many different social classes.  There is for instance, Prince Alexis Chegodaieff of Russian nobility who was a cadet in the Kolchak army.  The prince announced upon his arrival that he was ready to take a job picking prunes in the Santa Clara Valley.  A position has been found for him there and for a number of others.

Then there is Captain Timothy Taracousio, who was an aviator in the czarist army and who fought against the Bolsheviks.  He was wounded in France during World War One and was decorated for bravery.  Before the civil war in Russia, Captain Taracousio was a man of great means.  His wide estate in one of Russian provinces was measure by the square mile.  On board the boat, he shared photographs of his former palatial home. It is now used as a peasant community by the soviets and Captain Taracusio's former valet is manager of the estate under government control.  The captain is willing to take a job at anything, from driving a truck to teaching Russian.

Lieutenant General Peter Heieskanin, who was chief of engineers in the Kolchak army, is in a similar predicament.   He hopes, like Prince Chegodaieff, to make a little money, picking prunes and possibly teaching Russian.  Once Heieskanin was a professor of physics in a Russian military academy.

New Hope

RUSSIAN REFUGEES SEE HOPE IN THE UNITED STATES
San Francisco News Call
July 2, 1923

A name like a prophecy ... "Angel Island" !

Day was gasping its last breath beyond the Golden Gate as our launch slapped the water softly against the dock at Angel Island. Captian James L. Craig, smiling and handsome in his trim khaki uniform, met us acting as host for the island that is like a small city.

For here are the refugees, the 526 wandering orphans of broken Russia.

"Room for them? I'll say we have, and we have room for plenty more as well," said the Captian cheerfully.  And he led the way through the great airy brick builings with the hundreds of iron cots.  Among the refugees there were women with 'kerchiefs and caps upon their heads, with children playing at their feet, with their few possessions bound in bundles and lying beside them.

Quietly, with interest, the refugees watched this first night, falling on American soil.

NO HOPE IN RUSSIA

"They say we are here just just in time for your Independence Day," said a teenaged refugee to one soldier eagerly.  An older male refugee commented, "To me he was only a boy, wearing the white cross of honor on his faded, worn military coat.  That was good, like a sign. In Russia we have no hope left."

The older male continued, "There were 7,000 of us and we boarded ships in Russia, for us to live on, because to stay on land meant death. Two of those ships went down.  Babies were born and died, and there was sickness and trouble.  But we continued on and arrived in Manila.  For a while we did not know if America would welcome us. Then we knew. She is giving us refuge.  Tomorrow there is hope for a future."
 
His wife nodded her head. She was also very young and lacked the slight English her husband had learned at the cadet school in Russia.  The white lace cap, that made an aura around her tired girlish face, was ragged.  Yet she was loveIy.  Her husband looked at her tenderly. "She says she is glad our child will be born here, " he translated proudly.

PRIEST AMONG THE COTS

Father Serge Denisoff came walking slowly down the dormitory aisle, between the beds that were the homes of these newly arrived people.  He has no church here, and yet he was not without hope. With a certain eagerness he chatted with Father Vladimir Sakovich of the Russian Orthodox Holy Trinty Cathedral in San Francisco.
 
ENTER PRINCE ANTOLY

Prince Anatoly Chaogadaef comes from the cadets quarters in the dormitory to meet us.  He is very tall, very powerful, very young.  He wears a white shirt open at the throat that shows a heavy gold chain about his neck. His sailor trousers are made of thick white duck.  He looks like a movie idol.  At one time he was a wealthy prince in Russia. Now, suddenly, he finds himself in a country where he knows no English nor does he have has a single friend.

"But I will find something to do, and I will learn English," the prince said quietly.

TAKING TO ANGEL ISLAND

Generals, lieutenants, soldiers of every varity, aviators, priests, authors, clerks and farmers, men of every trade, and their babies and their wives, all together on Angel Island, and all hopeful.  Remember, these people represent the cream of Old Russia.  There are among them the once powerful and rich. Yet they have taken to Angel Island, the medical examinations, the long tables laden with plain hearty food, and the rows of beds, as cheerfully as if it were a picnic.

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