XV.
1763
(continued).
[Return
with
Heraclius
to
Tiflis,
"the
city
of
discontent"
-
Their
conversation
about
the
Catholicos
Simon
-
Emins
plain-speaking
-
"Saul
loved
David"
-
Letter
from
Archbishop
Jonas
-
40,
000
ready
to
fight
for
him
-
Intrigues
of
Zaza
Beg
-
Brave
Purseck,
whom
forty
Georgians
cannot
overthrow
-
Emin
in
confinement
-
Supposed
to
be
a
magician
-
Taken
out
of
Tiflis
to
a
camp
-
Emins
servant
and
his
adventure
in
search
of
him
-
Another
trick
on
the
part
of
Heraclius.
]
He
had
been
in
Kakhet
three
weeks,
when
the
prince
was
called
upon
some
business,
and
sent
Emin
word
to
get
ready,
and
go
in
company
with
him
to
Tiffliz,
the
city
of
discontent,
out
of
which,
from
its
first
building
to
the
time
when
he
was
there,
no
man
ever
came
without
being
disrespected,
distressed,
or
insulted.
After
some
days
past,
the
prince
sent
word
he
wished
to
speak
with
him,
and
desired
to
see
the
letter
from
the
patriarch.
Emin
obeyed
with
pleasure,
and
said
to
the
prince,
"I
can
very
easily
perceive,
that
your
Highnesss
heart
is
changed,
having
intelligence
of
Simons
plot,
who
has
desired
of
you
to
take
the
letter
from
me,
lest
I
should
shew
it
in
Russia
as
a
certificate
that
I
have
been
complimented
with
the
title
of
Prince
of
Armenia,
as
the
three
churches
of
Etzmiatzin
are
in
some
measure
under
your
protection;
and
then
to
invent
some
calumny
to
lay
hold
of
me
as
your
Highness
shall
think
proper.
It
is
to
be
hoped,
"
added
he,
"that
your
Highness
will
take
into
consideration,
that
both
Ivan
and
Turan
will
be
angry
with
you;
that
the
Grand
Signior
will
put
all
the
Armenians
to
the
sword
in
Constantinople;
and
who
knows
the
consequence
of
encouraging
Emin
the
Armenian,
who
has
neither
money
nor
troops!"
The
prince
had
very
justly
observed
before
in
Tiffliz,
that
if
Emin
had
made
the
patriarch
a
present
of
a
great
sum,
his
Holiness
would
not
be
so
rigidly
inveterate
against
him,
who
made
God
Mammon
and
himself
the
God
of
the
innocent
Armenians;
and
said,
that
his
Highness
is
not
better
than
the
patriarch,
if
he
hears
him;
that
is
to
say,
the
prince
was
as
fond
of
money
as
the
patriarch.
On
this
speech,
the
prince
said
to
Emin,
"Are
not
you
afraid
to
speak
so
boldly
before
my
face?"
He
said,
"he
should
be,
if
he
had
been
treacherous
and
false
like
his
neighbours.
"
"If
you
kill
me,
"
he
added,
"the
world
will
say
Heraclius
was
afraid
of
a
single
Armenian,
who
fell
a
sacrifice
to
the
good
cause
of
his
country;
and
that
each
drop
of
his
innocent
blood,
by
the
invisible
hand
of
God,
will
become
fire
and
sword
to
those
who
have
been
the
instruments
of
his
death.
As
for
me,
who
am
a
soldier,
it
is
the
same
to
me
whether
I
die
to-day
or
to-morrow;
but
woe
to
those
cowardly
wretches,
intoxicated
with
black
ambition,
who
never
even
dream
of
dying!"
This
expression
seemed
to
move
Heraclius
a
little;
and
he
said,
"Emin
Aga,
what
can
I
do?
Your
own
patriarch,
with
all
the
bishops
and
monks
are
against
you;
the
best
part
of
my
subjects
are
Armenians,
who
look
on
them
as
prophets
and
apostles;
if
I
proceed
with
you,
without
minding
what
they
say,
they
will
think
me
no
more
a
Christian
than
the
Grand
Signior.
Do
you
remember,
that
at
our
first
meeting
I
told
you
a
little
money
would
be
of
great
use;
with
money
we
could
make
them
as
dumb
as
if
they
had
no
tongues
in
their
mouths.
"
Emin
said,
he
was
very
glad
he
had
none
of
it,
for
he
was
sure
the
prince
would
be
the
first
man
to
take
it
away
by
force;
his
English
friends
better
knew
the
character
of
the
Georgians,
else
they
would
have
supplied
him
sufficiently;
but
hearing
prince
Heracliuss
name
and
truly
Christian
conduct,
they
relied
upon
him,
and
suffered
Emin
to
come
to
him.
"Now,
Great
Sir,
"
added
he,
"all
this
you
hear,
and
seem
as
if
you
were
affected
by
it;
but,
take
my
word
for
it,
that
your
Asiatic
nature
will
not
let
you
rest,
till
I
become
your
prisoner.
"
The
prince
said,
"I
do
love
you,
Emin,
I
assure
you.
"
He
answered,
"Saul
loved
David.
"
Then
gave
him
the
patriarchs
letter,
made
a
bow,
and
went
away.
When
he
came
home,
he
found
that
thirteen
Curd
Armenians
had
brought
a
letter
from
archbishop
Jonas,
of
St.
John
the
Baptist,
mentioned
before,
to
this
effect:
"The
bearer
Melih
Stepan
of
this
place,
of
the
province
of
Curdistan
in
Armenia,
will
bring
you
this
letter;
you
will
receive
from
him
600
Zarmabab
zekins,
to
defray
your
little
journey
expences,
and
make
your
coming
to
us
as
expeditious
as
possible.
Desire
the
prince,
with
Gods
blessing
and
my
prayers,
to
give
you
twenty
Georgian
horse,
for
the
satisfaction
of
the
people
here,
and
for
their
assurance
that
he
is
your
friend.
Should
he
be
prevented
by
the
enemies
of
union,
from
complying
with
your
request,
never
mind
it;
God
will
do
you
justice;
but
be
not
backward
in
receiving
the
sum
abovementioned;
take
it,
and
spend
it
at
your
pleasure:
when
you
find
the
prince
will
not
favour
you
with
his
assistance,
make
yourself
easy,
think
nothing
of
it.
I
received
your
letters
mentioning
the
malicious
proceeding
of
those
wolves
who
pretend
outwardly
to
be
the
disciples
of
our
Saviour,
but
who
have
always
been
instrumental
in
the
downfal
of
our
harmless
nation,
and
who
are
no
better
than
tools
in
the
hands
of
infidels.
I
have
been
working
for
eleven
months
past
by
writing,
and
have
very
easily
brought
over
to
your
interest
and
heroic
way
of
thinking,
all
the
great
Armenians
in
Turkey,
Constantinople,
Smyrna,
Caisary,
Tokhat,
Arzerum,
Diarbeker,
(in
which
last
place
he
was
born),
Vuer,
&c.,
&c.
-
they
are
citizens.
As
for
fighting
men,
you
shall
have
40,
000
to
meet
you
at
the
end
of
six
days
journey;
the
Assyrians
and
Yezdy
Curds
are
likewise
ready
to
join
us.
Do
not
say
to
the
Georgian
prince,
that
they
must
have
money;
for
to
make
you
more
composed
in
mind,
they
all
have
taken
their
oaths
on
the
holy
scripture,
and
by
the
bloody
cross
of
our
blessed
Saviour,
that
they
will
fight
for
it
under
your
command
ten
years,
without
any
expectation
of
money;
as
for
provisions
and
ammunition,
they
likewise
have
their
own
well
provided.
The
Turks
are
not
the
same
as
they
were
an
hundred
years
ago;
without
fighting,
they
will
give
tip
all;
and
as
their
towns
are
not
fortified,
you
may
suppose
the
taking
of
them
will
be
very
easy.
A
superstitious
prophecy
has
taken
root
in
their
minds,
that
their
sovereignty
is
near
its
end,
and
that
their
fighting
against
Christians
will
be
of
no
signification.
They
have
also
heard
of
your
coming
from
the
Russian
empire,
strongly
recommended
by
its
blessed
Empress
to
the
prince
of
Georgia,
and
the
Turks
will
never
dare
to
shed
a
Christians
blood;
that
since
your
coming
from
England
by
the
way
of
the
Mediterranean,
three
years
have
elapsed,
and
that,
when
you
exhorted
the
people
of
the
villages
you
passed
through,
every
Armenian
betook
himself
to
arms;
that
even
the
women
were
ready
to
fight,
provided
Heraclius
would
engage
to
stand
by
you.
Let
this
suffice
in
writing.
If
you
should
not
succeed
with
Heraclius,
my
fatherly
advice
is,
that
you
never
despair;
but
go
on
with
all
your
might,
feat
no
manner
of
danger,
put
your
trust
in
God;
whether
you
succeed
or
not,
you
will
have
fame:
but
I
am
in
hopes
you
will
be
the
means
of
freeing
your
poor
distressed
countrymen,
from
the
chain
of
subjection,
and
from
affliction.
I
pray
God
to
protect
and
preserve
you,
to
the
honour
of
Armenia,
and
remain,
&c.
&c.
Jonas
the
Monk,
the
servant
of
Christ.
Dated
1763,
in
the
sacred
house
of
the
son
of
the
Carrin
woman,
Saint
John
the
Baptist.
"
(Carrin
woman
signifies
Elizabeth,
Saint
Johns
mother,
to
whom
the
Armenians
generally
give
that
appellation.
)
The
Armenian
Malich
Stephen,
who
brought
the
money,
happened
to
fall
into
company
with
the
Georgian
Zaza
Beg,
as
officer
or
servant
of
Heraclius,
from
Iravan
to
Tiffliz,
bringing
the
letter
from
Simon
the
patriarch,
who,
with
hopeful
flattering
words,
pumped
every
syllable
out
of
Stephen,
by
telling
him,
that
the
prince
was
making
proper
preparations
to
send
Emin
away,
with
some
thousand
horses
to
Mush,
Saint
John
the
Baptists
monastery.
They
arrived
in
town
at
the
same
time,
when
the
poor
man
told
Emin
with
joy,
what
the
officer
said,
and
that
he
thought
it
no
harm
to
tell
the
Georgian
of
the
six
hundred
pieces
of
gold.
Emin
laughed
at
him,
told
him
to
go
away
from
him,
and
keep
the
money
himself,
lest
the
prince
should
snatch
it
away
from
him;
nor
would
he
be
so
mean
as
to
accept
of
it,
and
act
the
play
of
an
impostor
by
robbing
Honan
of
his
money.
"The
prince,
he
added,
will
probably
be
apprized
of
it
by
that
fellow
Zaza,
who
is
his
spy,
and
very
cunning;
to-morrow
or
next
day,
you
will
hear
of
it?"
Stephen
said,
"Zaza
told
him
on
travelling,
that
besides
what
he
told
before
in
the
letter
from
his
holiness
to
the
prince
in
your
favour,
he
is
to
give
you
forces
to
take
first
Iravan,
and
then
proceed
to
Mush?"
Emin
said,
"You
will
see
in
time,
the
consequence
of
it
to
prove
the
contrary.
"
The
villanous
Zaza,
instead
of
600
zekins,
named
6000;
setting
the
poor
princes
heart
in
agitation,
to
study
how
to
get
the
cash;
seizing
the
letter
of
the
holy
Simon
Catholicus,
for
a
pretence
to
seize
upon
Emin.
Two
days
after,
one
of
his
Marin
servants,
a
native
of
Astrakhan,
who
had
been
discharged
before,
mounted
on
horseback,
armed
with
bow
and
arrow,
being
sent
on
purpose
to
breed
a
quarrel
with
his
other
servants,
by
the
wicked
contrivance
of
Zakaria
Varapet,
the
archbishop
of
Tiffliz
-
(many
suspected
the
prince
had
a
hand
in
that
low
business,
but
Emin
cannot
credit
it)
-
As
the
fellow
was
passing
by
the
door,
he
began
to
use
bad
words,
and
one
of
the
Curd
Armenians
lately
come,
named
Purseck;
of
the
first
family
of
Mush,
being
a
person
of
great
courage,
returned
the
language,
which
immediately
brought
on
a
real
battle;
the
distance
between
them
was
ten
yards.
The
ungrateful
man,
Marcus,
took
out
his
bow
and
arrow,
and
aimed
twice
at
him,
but
missed,
as
Emin
was
standing
on
a
terrace
looking
over,
to
whom
the
fellow
let
fly
two
more
arrows,
which
missed
again,
struck
against
a
stone
wall,
and
broke
to
pieces.
The
brave
Purseck
standing
below,
asked
Emin
for
leave
to
return
the
assault;
and
he
had
no
sooner
opened
his
lips
to
say,
Drive
the
ungrateful
fellow
away,
than
Purseck
drew
his
scymitar
and
ran
at
him.
Marcus
seeing
him
like
a
loose
lion,
turned
his
horses
head
to
run
away.
Purseck
despairing
to
come
up
with
him,
at
the
distance
of
ten
yards
let
fly
his
sword
after
him
like
lightning,
and
the
end
of
it
took
the
poor
beast
behind,
cutting
him
from
the
top
up
and
down
twenty-four
inches,
and
almost
ten
inches
deep.
Marcus,
extremely
terrified,
galloped
precipitately
to
Zakaria,
who
was
waiting,
ready
to
stir
the
fire
of
mischief,
and
cried
out
for
joy,
"The
business
is
done,
Emin
is
caught
in
the
trap!"
He
then
took
the
fellow
and
the
beast
to
the
prince,
who
sent
for
Emin
and
Purseck.
When
they
were
asked
the
reason
of
the
fray,
Emin
answered,
"The
reason,
Sir,
you
know
best,
I
told
you
two
days
ago,
when
you
asked
for
Simon
Catholicuss
letter,
and
declared
that
you
loved
Emin
-
who
now
is
in
the
way
of
reaping
the
benefit
of
your
love
Oh!
my
good
prince!
I
pity
you
with
all
my
heart;
do
your
worst,
that
you
may
not
disoblige
the
holy
Simon.
The
horse
which
is
maimed,
had
been
my
own
property,
and
was
given
away
by
me
to
the
ungrateful
man,
who
not
long
ago
was
in
my
service.
If
you
think
this
a
breach
of
peace,
I
am
ready,
according
to
the
Mosaic
law,
to
give
tooth
for
tooth,
but
not
a
man
for
a
beast,
especially
one
who,
not
long
ago,
was
sitting
knee
to
knee
by
you.
I
am
sorry
to
say,
I
cannot
save
your
good
ears
from
the
calumnies
of
the
unworthy,
false,
treacherous
inventors.
"
All
this
passed
in
the
Turkish
language,
when
Carim
and
other
khans,
messengers,
or
officers
of
note,
who
had
been
in
the
late
Nadirs
service,
were
present.
One
of
them,
pretty
much
advanced
in
age,
said,
"He
speaks
vastly
like
Nadir,
when
in
Melich
Mahomed
Khans
service
at
Mashad,
a
city
of
Khorasan,
which
provoked
Melich
to
order
him
to
be
bastinadoed.
"
The
prince,
at
that
time,
was
sitting
high
up
stairs,
laying
his
right
elbow
on
the
wooden
rails;
while
the
author,
with
the
Curd
Purseck,
were
standing
below
in
the
open
court
under
the
sun,
like
malefactors
to
receive
sentence.
The
prince
ordered
his
executioners
to
take
Emins
sword
from
him;
but
Purseck
standing
close
to
his
left
hand,
with
sword
and
shield
kept
the
fellows
off,
who
were
about
forty
in
number;
and
told
Emin,
that
they
should
not
come
near,
if
he
would
but
give
the
word
which
behaviour
frightened
the
fellows,
and
the
prince
rose
in
a
hurry
from
his
place,
and
cried
out,
"Pull
down
the
man!"
but
they
dared
not;
and
were
just
going
to
gather
a
mob.
Emin
quieted
Purseck,
alleging,
that
they
were
not
among
Mahomedans
to
behave
in
that
manner;
"please
the
princes
fancy,
and
let
us
suffer
ourselves
to
be
taken.
"
The
prince
hearing
that,
said
to
the
Georgians,
"Be
gentle
with
Emin.
"
He
therefore,
giving
his
sword
up
to
them,
said,
"Sir,
you
did
not
give
me
this
sword,
which
has
been
in
your
service
these
fourteen
months
without
reward;
and
the
giver
of
it
can
give
thousands
instead
of
it.
"
Then
the
bravos
fell
on
Puseck,
began
to
strip
him,
and
tried
to
pull
him
down.
When
almost
naked,
after
a
struggle
of
three
quarters
of
an
hour,
he
stood
like
a
tree
immoveable.
The
prince,
from
the
varanda,
called
out
to
them
to
let
him
alone;
rebuking
his
people,
and
saying,
"It
is
a
shame,
that
forty
of
you
are
not
strong
enough
to
bring
down
a
single
Armenian.
"
They,
in
the
agitation
of
their
blood,
said,
"Please
to
come
down
yourself
and
try,
for
he
is
made
of
iron,
not
of
flesh.
"
When
the
hurly-burly
and
jostling
was
over,
Heraclius
asked
the
Armenian
lion
"Why
he
cut
the
horse
in
that
manner?"
He
answered
"My
master
ordered
me
to
defend
myself.
"
The
prince
said,
"How
far
would
you
go
to
obey
him?"
Purseck
said,
"To
the
last
drop
of
my
blood.
"
Then
the
prince
said,
"Barakalah
yegeed!"
as
much
as
to
say,
Well
done,
brave
boy!
Then
the
prince
was
going
to
make
it
up,
but
was
interrupted
by
the
malignant
angels
Zakaria
the
bishop
and
others,
alleging,
that
he
would
disoblige
the
holy
patriarch
if
he
did
not
confine
Purseck,
to
which
he
agreed
with
reluctance.
Emin
was
ordered
to
his
quarters,
with
a
single
officer
for
a
guard,
and
Purseck
to
another
place;
but
he
was
released
the
next
day;
and,
by
order
of
the
prince,
his
arms
were
restored
to
him,
and
all
his
things.
Two
days
after,
the
prince
sent
two
Georgians
with
compliments,
and
demanding
his
two
small
boxes,
with
the
keys.
They
contained
his
books,
clothes,
and
papers.
In
two
days
more
he
sent
back
the
boxes,
but
kept
the
letters
from
different
parts
of
Armenia,
and
detained
the
books
to
examine
them;
for
poor
Heraclius
had
been
weak
enough
to
have
been
persuaded
that
Emin
was
a
conjurer,
whose
secrets
were
in
those
books;
by
which,
and
without
money,
he
charmed
the
prince,
and
made
all
the
Armenians
acknowledge
him
as
their
sovereign.
They
being
at
a
loss
for
a
person
who
understood
English,
sent
for
two
Roman
Catholic
priests,
one
of
them
a
German,
and
the
other
an
Italian,
who,
by
the
title-pages,
could
just
tell
that
they
were
books
on
the
art
of
war.
Emin
laughed
at
their
ignorance
and
barbarity
in
thinking
that
Europeans
could
be
so
stupid
as
to
publish
books
of
conjuration,
when
they
scorn
the
very
believers
of
such
nonsense;
but
he
did
not
then
know
the
wise
princes
intention,
which
had
a
double
object,
first,
to
satisfy
his
people,
and
then
himself
by
finding
out,
if
he
could,
the
six
hundred
pieces
of
gold
sent
from
bishop
Hovnan
for
Emin.
After
the
examination,
the
books
likewise
were
sent
back;
but
his
gun
and
bayonet,
which
were
the
gift
of
the
duke
of
Richmond,
were
kept.
Heraclius
finding
it
impossible
to
appease
the
false
accusers,
thought
proper
to
let
Emin
continue
in
confinement
in
his
own
quarters,
with
intention
to
set
him
free.
The
officer,
or
guard,
who
only
slept
in
the
house
at
night,
told
him,
that
the
prince
never
passed
a
day
without
mentioning
him
with
expressions
of
sorrow
for
what
he
had
done.
In
that
manner
twenty-four
days
passed,
when
two
Armenian
ladies,
born
in
Georgia,
hearing
from
the
people
what
was
passing
in
the
court,
and
how
those
unjust
enemies
were
working
to
injure
him
more
and
more
in
hopes
of
provoking
the
prince
to
make
an
end
of
him
at
once,
advised
Emin
to
draw
a
petition
to
his
Highness,
in
order
that
they
might
dress
it
up
in
their
own
style,
which
must
be
very
submissively
smooth,
so
as
to
convince
the
prince
that
he
had
not
spoken
a
single
word
to,
nor
even
seen,
from
the
time
of
his
arrival
in
Tiffliz,
those
wicked
wretches
who
had
accused
him
of
saying,
That
himself
only
was
the
king,
not
Heraclius;
that
he
had
never
used
any
such
expression;
and
that
the
people
of
that
pitiful
unhappy
place
would
never
afford
half
an
hours
peace
to
his
Highnesss
humane
mind,
whose
great
benevolence
was
his
only
protector;
which
he
hoped
would
defend
and
keep
him
from
their
malice,
who
think
themselves
immortal,
not
apprehending
the
tremendous
judgment
of
God.
A
letter
was
accordingly
written,
something
in
that
style.
They
then
sent
for
a
clerk
to
copy
it
fair;
and
kept
it
so
secret,
that
it
has
never
been
known
to
this
day.
The
amiable
ladies
tore
the
original
with
their
own
hands,
and
gave
the
writer
two
rupees
for
his
pains;
begging
Emin
to
send
their
well-composed
petition
immediately
to
the
prince,
who
happened
to
receive
it
at
a
very
critical
time,
when
he
had
just
seen
the
form
of
a
petition
to
put
an
end
to
Emins
paltry
life;
which
writing,
the
prince
tore
to
pieces
on
seeing
Emins
humble
address,
and
immediately
ordered
the
petitioners
to
be
driven
away
with
sticks,
like
so
many
Jews.
On
the
next
morning,
a
massage
came
to
Emin
from
the
prince
that
he
should
be
set
free
very
soon.
The
conspirators
suspecting
what
was
going
on,
went
with
some
presents,
Zakariah
the
bishop
being
at
their
head,
begging
that
Emin
might
be
sent
back
to
Russia,
whence
he
came,
to
please
at
least
the
patriarch
Simon
Catholicus,
the
god
of
the
Armenians.
Here
he
is
entirely
at
a
loss
to
know,
whether
the
sense
of
that
pathetic
letter
composed
by
those
female
angels,
affected
the
prince
so
deeply,
or
whether
it
was
through
the
respect
due
to
the
Russians,
that
Emin
narrowly
escaped
falling
a
victim
to
the
fury
of
those
who
made
themselves
the
instruments
of
ruin
to
Georgia
and
Armenia:
to
Heraclius,
from
that
time
to
this
very
day,
if
he
is
existing,
has
not
been
able
to
shake
off
the
yoke
of
subjection
from
the
necks
of
the
Armenians:
none
of
the
two
Mahomedan
powers
could
hinder
him;
that
is
to
say,
neither
Othmans
nor
Persians.
For,
since
the
fall
of
Nadir
Shah,
all
the
Georgians,
and
the
five
Armenian
chiefs
of
Carabagh,
have
been
engaged
in
war
almost
every
day
of
their
lives
against
several
competitors,
(if
any
one
were
to
write
an
account
of
their
actions,
it
would
fill
volumes);
and
these
being
inured
to
that
noble
practice,
in
a
period
of
almost
forty
years,
were
continually
giving
battle
to
different
nations;
the
Lazguis
in
perticular,
who
were
at
last
obliged
to
give
their
sons
as
hostages
for
their
engagement
never
to
make
incursions.
This
stopped
their
horrid
depredations,
so
that
they
were
not
able
even
to
kidnap
a
child;
but,
on
the
contrary,
were
ready
to
put
themselves
by
thousands
under
the
command
of
the
prince,
who
in
reality
defended
both
the
kingdom
of
Turkey
on
the
west
of
Georgia,
and
Persia
on
the
south,
and
has
been
a
complete
bulwark
all
this
while:
otherwise
the
savage
Lazguis,
for
the
sake
of
booty
would
have
obliged
the
former
to
run
headlong
into
the
Black,
Sea,
and
the
latter
(if
they
escaped
starving
on
the
barren
mountains
of
Farsistan)
into
the
Gulph
of
Persia.
Therefore
it
is
to
be
lamented,
that
the
prince
lost
Emin
through
ignorance
of
his
faithful
heart,
which
is
the
characteristic
of
a
true
Armenian.
And
it
is
still
more
to
be
regretted,
that
another
prince
cannot
be
found,
who
merits,
like
Heraclius,
the
sovereignty
of
the
Armenians
and
Georgians.
But
the
poor
princes
heart
was
composed
of
two
different
metals,
Persian
and
Greek,
which
deprived
both
him
and
Emin
of
the
happiness
and
glory
of
seeing
their
country
freed
from
slavery.
Six
days
after
the
petition,
his
confinement
having
lasted
exactly
thirty
days,
the
prince
sent
him
word
to
get
ready
and
march
with
him
to
the
north
of
Tiffliz,
to
a
place
called
Havchaula
about
eight
miles
distant.
On
setting
out,
about
four
in
the
afternoon,
one
of
Emins
servants
was
missing,
who
had
400
rupees
of
his,
and
stayed
behind
on
the
purpose
to
serve
his
own
ends,
and
enjoy
himself
in
that
wicked
town
of
Tiffliz.
This
was
the
only
money
he
had
in
the
world
to
depend
upon,
being
the
remainder
of
600
rupees
sent
by
Hovnan,
the
bishops
first
draft
of
100
zekins;
the
second,
mentioned
before,
brought
by
Malich
Stephen,
for
600
zekins,
he
did
not
think
it
honest
to
accept,
since
he
was
prevented
from
going
to
Mush.
He
was
greatly
distressed
by
the
accident;
since
the
next
morning
he
was
to
march
to
another
stage,
in
company
with
the
army,
and
then
part
from
the
prince
to
proceed
three
days
more
to
the
foot
of
Mount
Caucasus,
where
he
should
not
have
had
money
to
buy
linen,
or
to
give
the
mountainers
for
allowing
him
to
go
over
those
high
passes.
The
villanous
servant
well
knew
that
he
would
go
on
farther
and
farther
every
day;
and
that
the
money
would
remain
safe
in
his
possession.
Emin
therefore
thought
it
necessary
to
speak
to
prince
David,
Heracliuss
son-in-law,
to
interpose
for
permission
to
go
back
after
the
servant
who
had
his
rupees;
and
he
said,
go,
lest
the
prince
should
be
tempted
to
rob
him
of
it
(for
Heraclius
was
fonder
of
money
than
of
his
eyes).
Prince
David,
with
great
good-nature,
seeing
him
almost
in
despair,
went
into
the
tent
to
speak
to
his
father-in-law,
who
being
in
one
of
his
bad
humours,
grunted
like
a
provoked
bear,
without
speaking
or
answering
him,
which
was
a
signal
of
his
wrath,
and
made
David
remain
stock
still.
Emin,
standing
behind
the
tent
in
hopes
of
redress,
waited
almost
half
an
hour
without
a
word
coming
out
of
the
dark
pavilion,
where
there
was
not
even
a
single
candle
lighted.
He
therefore
withdrew
from
the
place
gently,
calling
God
to
his
assistance,
mounted
his
Arabian
bay
horse,
and
told
the
Armenian
Anania,
(whose
two
horses
he
hired,
one
for
packing,
the
other
saddled
for
Gregor,
the
very
man
who
wanted
to
make
away
the
money
by
staying
behind
in
Tiffliz,
)
to
accompany
him.
Honest
Anania
consented;
and
they
then
set
out
in
the
night
along
the
river
Cur.
When
they
reached
the
city
gates,
Anania
dismounted,
and
began
to
knock
as
hard
as
he
could;
but
there
was
neither
centry
nor
watchman
to
hear.
At
last
a
porter
came
out
of
his
bed,
and
stood
within
the
gate,
asking,
who
it
was?
Anania
said,
"Open
the
door.
"
The
fellow
said,
"I
can
not:
it
is
Heracliuss
strict
order
not
to
open
the
gates
till
sun-rise.
"
Anania
said,
"Foolish
man!
I
have
a
letter
from
prince
David,
the
kings
son-in-law,
to
his
father
Rewaz,
the
great
Sardar,
who
is
next
in
rank
to
Heraclius,
-
and
I
will
give
you
an
abasy,
which
will
buy
you
a
tabriz
maun
of
wine.
"
No
sooner
was
the
name
of
that
generous
liquor
mentioned,
than
the
gates
were
opened
before
them,
the
door-keeper
being
so
sleepy
as
to
forget
the
money;
but
Emin
told
Anania
to
give
the
poor
devil
the
abasy.
Anania
said,
"I
hate
him
as
a
Georgian,
and
his
king
too,
for
bringing
you
to
this
condition.
Did
you
not
understand
what
the
troops
were
saying
to
me
as
they
were
passing
by
us
on
the
road?"
Emin
answered,
"You
know
I
do
not
understand
Georgian.
"
Anania
replied,
"They
were
saying,
that
you
were
not
yet
discharged
from
your
confinement
and
that
if
you
should
run
away,
I
must
suffer
for
it;
that
the
king
would
cut
my
head
off,
and
sell
my
children
to
the
Lazguis.
Now
I
will
open
my
heart
to
you:
I
am
ready
to
lose
my
life,
if
those
thirteen
Curd
Armenians
will
have
the
courage
to
go
with
you
to
Mush,
though
sent
for
that
purpose
from
the
bishop
of
St.
John
the
Baptist.
I
will
guide
them
out
of
the
great
roads
over
the
mountains;
for
Heracliuss
oppression
is
insupportable;
it
is
worse
than
that
of
Heathens;
let
him
destroy
my
family.
"
This
speech
of
the
brave
Anania
ended
just
as
they
reached
the
door
where
Emins
quarter
was.
On
their
inquiring
after
Gregor,
the
woman
of
the
house
directed
them
four
doors
higher,
where
they
found
Purseck,
but
not
Gregor
who
had
the
money.
There
came
out
a
woman,
who
was
a
widow,
and
had
an
only
son,
a
weaver,
named
Vardan;
(both
mother
and
son
knew
where
Gregors
house
was;
)
and
Vardans
wife
said,
"They
will
hardly
be
lucky
enough
to
find
him
at
home.
"
Emin
asked,
why?
The
good
woman
said,
"O,
Sir!
he
has
a
great
many
loves
-
ten
to
one
if
we
find
him
in
his
own
house.
"
They
went
winding
about
several
narrow
lanes,
before
they
could
come
to
the
place;
and
the
woman
begged
him
to
say
nothing
all
the
while,
lest
the
man,
hearing
his
voice,
should
hide
himself
or
go
from
his
house
to
another.
Emin
said,
"Very
well,
good
woman;
do
as
you
think
proper.
"
Then
the
woman
began
to
knock
gently
at
the
door,
behind
which
were
sleeping
six
persons;
and
with
a
very
faint
voice,
she
called
out,
Tamar!
Tamar!
On
the
third
call,
Tamar,
who
was
the
wife
of
Gregor,
awaked,
and
said,
"Who
is
at
the
door?"
The
good
woman
in
the
street
said,
"I
am
Vardan
Nana;
"
which
signifies,
I
am
the
mother
of
Vardan.
Then
Tamar
said,
"What
do
you
want?"
The
woman
said,
(with
a
tone
of
voice
as
if
she
was
crying
or
bewailing
some
dear
friend,
)
"Is
your
husband
Gregor
at
home?"
Tamar
said,
"Yes;
what
will
you
have
with
him?"
The
woman
said,
groaning
and
sighing,
"The
Curd
Armenians,
who
were
sent
from
the
bishop
of
St.
John
the
Baptist,
to
carry
Emin
to
Mush,
have
brought
some
wine
and
meat,
and
can
neither
eat
nor
drink
without
your
husbands
company,
wishing
particularly
to
hear
him
tell
the
story
of
Emins
fighting
against
the
Lazguis.
"
No
sooner
was
the
name
of
wine
pronounced,
than
the
door
was
opened,
and
Gregor
awaked,
sitting
up
in
his
bed.
Then
the
wise
woman
said
to
Emin,
"Now,
Sir,
it
is
your
time!"
He
therefore
flew
like
lightning,
seized
Gregor
by
the
collar,
put
his
hand
into
his
waistcoat
pocket,
and
took
out
the
purse
with
200
rupees
in
gold,
while
the
other
four
persons
never
dared
to
stir
out
of
their
beds;
for
Emin
threatened,
in
a
fury,
that
if
they
did,
he
would
strike
off
their
heads.
Then,
with
his
sword
drawn
he
brought
out
the
ungrateful
wretch;
made
him
kneel
down,
pretending
that
he
would
cut
off
his
head
at
one
stroke.
The
nightwatches,
with
a
lantern,
were
passing
by,
but
durst
not
say
a
word.
Terrified
to
see
him
in
that
desperate
attitude,
Gregor
was
almost
out
of
his
senses,
having
just
breath
enough
to
beg
for
mercy;
when
Purseck
laid
hold
of
his
wrist,
and
intreated
for
his
pardon,
which
Emin
was
very
glad
to
grant,
as
he
would
not
have
shed
his
poor
countrymans
blood
for
all
the
money
in
Asia.
Anania,
admiring
his
merciful
behaviour,
cried
bitterly,
saying,
"O,
my
God!
why
will
you
not
stand
by
this
man,
to
make
him
prosperous
for
his
compassionate
heart?
For
so
much
money
as
this,
the
unmerciful
Georgians
would
have
destroyed
half
a
dozen
Armenians,
and
ruined
their
families
for
ever!
O
Heraclius,
and
Simon
the
Patriarch!
I
wish
you
may
never
draw
a
comfortable
breath
in
your
lives;
may
you
die
groaning
in
anxiety;
since,
without
the
least
fault,
you
have
forced
this
man
away
from
my
country!"
Emin
then
gave
notice
to
the
thirteen
Curd
Armenians,
and
said
to
them,
"Now,
gentlemen,
you
see
I
am
free,
will
you
agree
to
go
with
me
to
Mush?"
They
answered,
"We
would
go
with
all
our
hearts
but
you
will
be
kind
enough
to
consider,
that
it
is
not
our
orders,
nor
can
we
venture
to
do
it
without
Heracliuss
good-will.
"
Then
they
offered
to
return
the
600
zekins,
which
he
again
refused,
though
they
expostulated,
but
he
could
not
be
persuaded,
nor
did
he
take
them
at
last.
He
only
told
them
to
carry
word
to
the
bishop
Hovnan,
and
see
how
far
Emin
ran
a
risque
of
his
life
in
going
to
Mush;
but
his
men
had
not
sufficient
resolution
to
follow
him,
since
they
had
not
received
orders
from
him
He
then
took
his
leave,
and
left
them
in
tears.
Anania
said,
"You
have
done
all
you
can;
it
is
necessary
to
go
out
of
town
before
it
is
light,
for
Heraclius
is
in
search
of
some
pretence;
should
he
make
an
inquiry
in
the
camp,
and
miss
you,
he
would
send
a
file
of
horse;
and
if
we
are
caught
here,
he
will
play
the
devil
with
us.
"
They
then
took
some
corn,
just
enough
for
the
horses,
and
went
to
the
sleepy
porter,
who
opened
the
gates.
No
sooner
had
they
come
out,
than
Anania
said,
"Let
us
feed
the
horses
here
under
the
wall
close
to
the
gates,
for
the
poor
beasts
are
tired;
they
have
been
sixteen
miles
backwards
and
forwards,
eight
miles
more
which
we
have
to
march
to
the
camp
will
make
twenty-four.
"
Emin
consented;
and
having
drank
some
water,
rested
a
little.
In
a
few
minutes,
who
should
come
but
two
Cossack
troopers,
with
an
order
from
Heraclius
to
take
him
up.
Emin
asked
them,
in
broken
Turkish,
as
if
he
was
a
Georgian,
What
was
their
business
in
the
town?
They
said,
"The
Armenian
gentleman
is
run
away
from
the
camp;
the
Vali
is
very
angry,
and
has
commanded
us
to
apprehend
him.
"
They
knew
Emin
all
the
time,
for
he
had
been
on
parties
with
those
troopers
many
times
against
the
Lazguis.
Emin
said
again
to
them,
"Do
you
know
the
man,
if
you
see
him?"
They
said,
"Yes,
very
well;
"
knocking
at
the
gate
as
hard
as
they
could,
seeming
to
be
in
fear;
for
Emin
was
resolved
to
make
an
end
of
the
story,
and
die
like
a
soldier,
if
they
should
lay
hold
of
him.
But
the
poor
Cossacks
were
happy
when
the
gate
was
opened,
after
half
an
hours
waiting;
and
then
bidding
Emin
good
morning,
they
entered
the
gate.
Anania
(who
had
been
frightened
almost
to
death)
said,
"Sir,
it
is
now
high
time
for
us
to
set
out
for
the
camp;
the
danger
is
over;
let
us
hasten
before
the
sun
rise.
"
They
reached
the
place
exactly
half
an
hour
before
day-light;
when
Heracliuss
servant
called
out
for
Emin,
who
was
lying
on
his
bed
with
great
composure.
The
servant
seeing
him,
went
and
acquainted
Heraclius,
that
the
report
of
his
being
out
of
the
camp
was
not
true.
