From Solun
Goce went back in Sersko, where the local bands were going to discuss
the
rebellion in a second congress which had to take place on St. George’s day (2nd April/ 6th
May) in a forest near Lovcha village, east from Alibotush. The whole
region
from Solun to Pirin was full of Turkish troops, but Goce who had passed
the
first part of the road to Negovan alone, took his uniform and gun from
Dutly
village the place where he had left them, and reached his band unhurt.
On the
19th April (2nd May) they arrive in Banica
village – a
village with approximately a hundred houses, situated in a valley at
about
15-16 km north of Seres.
From his
appearance Goce seemed totally and even happy, but the traveling
tension
reflected in his dreams. In the following morning he told his friends:
“With
our life, I became a fatalist, too. Last might, I dreamed that Turks
hit me in
the heart. The Shtip’s band was destroyed in Karbitsi. Milan, my bother, is in this band and was
probably killed.”
The same
night (20th April/3rd May), George Radev –
Brodliata and
Dimitar Gushtanov arrived in Banica with their bands. The two leaders
and Dimo
Hadjidimov who had also come in Banica to discuss the situation,
settled
together with Goce in the house of Trendafilov’s family and Mihail
Chakov and a
couple more were put up in another house on the opposite part of the
narrow
street. At about 3 a. m. Goce visited Chakov. Despite of the early
hour, Goce was
as usually happy and good greeted the newcomers: “Good evening, good
day, boys.
We mixed up days and nights.”
After that
he started lively telling them about the explosion of the Ottoman’s
Bank,
details about which he had learned: “Boys, we played the game well. We
efface
the Ottoman’s Bank. We are shake up this decay Ottoman Empire.”
He was
probably going to continue the conversation but noticed that in the
room there
were other people, too, interrupted himself and said: “After that
turning to
Chakov he playfully asked him whether he had Drama’s tobacco. Chakov
really had
saved a hundred grams tobacco, specially for Goce and them he took it
out for
Goce’s big surprise and pleasure. Each of the men smoked a cigarette,
talked a
little and after that separated in order to sleep during the short
hours which
separated them from the dawn. It was a beautiful, moonlit night which
turned
into a perfect May’ morning …
A little
before the dawn’s coming, one of the watcher near the village went to
warn that
there had been heard a shot. Radev had also heard it and had waken
Goce. The
last one didn’t give any significance to one single shot and as he
said, it
probably was a shepherd who shot with his gun and advised everybody to
go to
bed again and sleep.
A little
later they were waken by an old woman who was screaming: “Wake up bays.
Asker
surrounded the village and he’s searching in the house now.” It was
true. With
big abilities and carefulness the Turks managed to surround the village
from a
distance without being noticed by the organization’s watchers and now,
hundreds
of soldiers were coming against him, pressing Banica in an iron circle.
They
were led by Goce’s schoolmate – Husein Tefikov.
This wasn’t
a usual group looking for weapons or doing a sudden attack but mighty
war
forces which had obviously come with the attention to surprise the
armed band.
Probably,
there was a betray but the identity of the traitor isn’t known even
today.
During the fierce fight which threw stains on the later history of the
Macedonian movement, lots of names were discussed in the organization
and
different people in a national as well as in a local plan were accused
for
betraying Goce but no serious evidence were shown. The best description
of the
Turkish attack against Banica comes from a letter with a data 7th
May 1903,
possessions of the French consular agent in Seres – Caratsas, addressed
to the
French consul in Solun – Steek. According to Karazas, a group of 40
Turks, who
had been looking for rebels, crossed Banica and as they didn’t find
anything
suspicious, they continued their trip to Gorno Brodi. However, a
peasant
informed them that there were “individuals from the Bulgarian
committee” and he
even pointed the houses which these people were hidden in. the Turkish
officer
requested support immediately and when 400 people from Seres and Gorno
Brodi
arrived, he initialed the blockade of the village.
So, when in
the morning the peasants tried to take their animals for nourishment as
usual,
they saw that their way was blocked by soldiers who stood in 30 meter
distance
from each other and surrounded the whole village. After that the Turks
started
systematic quest of the village – yard by yard, house by house – and
gathered
all the citisens – the men in one place and the women and children in
another.
The men were asked whether they have weapons and where the people from
the
committee were. They knew that if they didn’t answer the village could
be
burned and they could be killed, but nobody spoke. The only person who
was
doubtful was pushed by those who was the local coordinator of the
organization
for interrogation. Their efforts were futile. The priest’s son was
severely
beaten and shot as a result of his attempt to escape.
From the
roof of his house, Dimo Hadjiev saw the people who were gathered in the
open
and surrounded by solders. When they understood that the Turks had
began to
search the village and had come close to the houses where the rebels
were
placed, Goce and his friends discussed their actions – whether they
should hide
until darkness falls or they should attempt to break the circle
immediately.
The houses were made of rocks and were surrounded by high and strong
walls,
which ensured their concealment, but Goce didn’t think about himself or
even
for his people. He was worried for the village. Knowing that the Turks
burn the
villages which gave shelter to rebels, Goce decided to take the risk
and
withdraw, trying to save Banica.
Goce
neglected the ordinance of the rebels, which said that the leader
should not
expose himself to unnecessary danger, and he walked ahead, leading his
group of
14 people out of the house to the suburbs of the village. They reached
a small
meadow near the last house in the village on the back of which there
was an
unfinished barn. The meadow was sloppy and was surrounded by a low
wall, which
is 60-70 cm high. There was an open field behind it, where another barn
had
been build. A group of frightened children run from the barn towards
the
village, but when they saw the rebels they got even more scared and run
away to
some other barns nearby. Goce shouted after them: “Are there Turkish
soldiers
ahead?” However, the children were too frightened to answer. The group
was
situated approximately 20-30 steps from the low wall, which separated
the two
meadow. In the meantime, Chakov tried to replace Goce from the leading
position, offering him to go in the back, while two or three of the
rebels come
forth. “As we walked, Goce looked at me, but with such pride, that I
have never
seen before. He put his cap on his left shoulder, his white hat white
hat with
blue scarf on the head and his gun on the left arm, and he told me “How
Chakov?
Go and it’ll be what God gives.” Suddenly, the wall in front of them
shivered
from the guns of the Turkish soldiers, who had been hidden in ambuscade
behind
it. Goce saw them and fired his gun first. All rebels instinctively
laid … all
except Goce, who calmly loaded his gun.
“Get
down
Goce!” – His friends’ desperate shouts were heard. He tried to lay, but
it was
late …
Death
treated him very gently. Showing mercy to the compassionate, it took it
speedily and cleanly without humiliation or continuous suffering. Just
an
instant before that, he took in the morning sunshine utterly brave and
in the
next moment he laid on the bloody land with a bullet in his heart. That
was his
first and last fight.
This very
same day in Kukus Sultana had been preparing the five ritual round
loaves,
which she would have taken to the church for the celebration of her
son’s name
day – St.
George’s day.
She returned home with tears flushing
from her eyes, because she had committed an ominous mistake: instead of
speaking up the casual ritual words: “This year a gold coin and the
following a
wedding…”, she had said “This year a gold coin, the following a
requiem…”.
Gushtanov
and several other rebels were also killed near the meadow, but eight of
them,
including Chakov and Dimo Hadjidimov managed to reach a barn, from
where they
fought the Turks during the whole day, hearing the desperate cries of
the
inhabitants, while the vicious Turks carried out their misdeeds, the
bellowing
of the cattle locked within the burning
walls of the barn and watched the dead
bodies on the ground. “For
fifteen hours – said Dimo Hadjidimov later in a conversation with
Yavorov –
frightened by our accurate bullets, the Turks did not dare to approach
the dead
bodies of our fellows. For fifteen hours we watched the dead Goce,
leaning as
if over the grave of Macedonia. And for fifteen hours this view
tore our hearts.”
For fear of
capturing the farm by assault, the Turks forced an elderly woman to
deliver
straw near the walls in an attempt to set it on fire. Yet terrified by
the
thunder of the rebels’ guns, the woman returned and found the dead.
Afterwards
they sent a younger woman: she succeeded in setting the barn on fire,
but she
escaped. Driven away by the fire the revolutionaries successfully
reached a
nearby house, where they spent the night under a constant menace and
dangerous
position – the night was as bright as noon due to the moon light and the
glitter of the fire. Early in the morning they managed to break through
the
Turks’ cordon by throwing bombs and broke loose so that they can retell
this
sad story.
“What
happened to Goce?” – asked Ilia Kurchovaliata the survivors on their
first
meeting.
“We left
him beneath the ashes of Banica.”
“The old
fellow lowered his gaze, and heavy teardrops streamed down his cheeks
and for
half an hour he cried relentlessly as a child, speechless, motionless.”
When the
news spread like a dark cloud over the gloomy ground, over brimming
with grief
the whole Macedonia cried with him. As soon as the
battles settled down, it was ordered the corpses of Goce and Gushtanov
to be
taken to Seres, but later they were returned in Banica and laid along
the banks
of the swiftly – flowing river, passing through the village. Waiting
for the
Turks to make sure that there are no more dead bodies among the smoking
ruins,
the women in Banica washed the dead bodies of the five revolutionaries
and
prepared them for the burial ceremony. They buried them under an
elm-tree on a
meadow named St. Nicolas.
It was St. George’s eve – Goce’s name day. This year a
gold coin, and the following year … Wedding or a requiem – it doesn’t
matter
for those who enter the sacred union with Macedonia.