XXVI.
AUGUST-DECEMBER
1768.
[At
Shushi
for
the
third
time
-
To
Tabriz
-
Joins
Shia
pilgrims
journeying
to
Bagdad
-
They
object
to
his
presence
in
their
holy
assembly
-
Emin
saves
them
from
paying
toll
to
the
Kurds
-
They
change
their
opinion
-
"An
angel,
not
an
Armenian"
-
Emin
solemnly
agrees
to
save
his
skin
-
At
Bagdad
joins
a
caravan
-
Malalah
a
young
Arab
-
Journey
and
wayside
accommodation
from
Bagdad
to
Hilla
and
Samavat
-
Caravan
stopped
by
custom-house
officers
-
Emin
takes
another
road
-
Malalahs
devotion
-
His
Arab
fleetness
of
foot
-
Frozen
waterways
-
Emin
representing
himself
to
be
a
Shia
for
safety
of
himself
and
companions
-
At
Qurna
embarks
for
Basra
The
H.
E.
I.
C.
"Revenge"
-
Mr.
Eyre,
officer
commanding,
and
his
uncourteous
treatment
of
Emin
-
At
Basra
-
Mr.
Moore,
the
Resident
-
His
suspicions
-
Satisfied
by
his
Armenian
broker,
still
refuses
his
protection
-
Taken
in
by
an
Armenian
-
Malalah
and
Emin
part
with
sorrow.
]
Emin
left
Ganja
in
the
month
of
August,
marched
with
Agababa
his
relation,
and
in
four
days
arrived
at
Shoshu
the
third
time.
There
he
visited
Ibrahim
Khan,
who
favoured
him
with
an
order,
signed
and
sealed,
for
him
to
be
entertained,
and
his
horse
to
be
found
with
forage.
He
stayed
there
a
week,
and
thence,
with
a
single
servant,
in
three
days
came
to
Orduvar,
and
thence
to
Tabriz,
where
he
joined
a
large
zavar
(or
assembly
of
pilgrims)
going
to
Bagdad,
to
the
number
of
5000
souls,
men
and
women
of
all
sorts,
princes,
warriors,
merchants,
and
others.
Those
abominable
people
of
the
Shia
sect
began
to
grumble
at
him
for
being
a
Caffer;
saying,
he
was
not
worthy
to
travel
with
that
holy
zavar
of
Husein
the
martyred
son
of
Ali.
He
was
so
much
insulted,
and
so
exasperated
by
their
abusive
expressions,
that
he
proposed
to
himself
to
leave
them;
but
after
five
days
travelling,
they
entered
the
confines
of
Curdistan;
and,
before
they
came
to
the
town
called
Banna,
in
one
of
the
passes
there
stood
forty
or
fifty
stout
Curds
to
exact
rahdary
or
turnpike-money.
Each
man
was
to
pay
a
quarter
of
Turkish
dollar.
As
the
zavar
was
numerous,
and
not
willing
to
give
any,
they
said
nothing
while
they
were
passing,
not
knowing
that
a
servant
of
Rania
Khans
happened
to
be
gone
to
some
village
in
the
environs
with
three
other
men
to
buy
chopped
straw
or
forage.
The
Curdish
party
increasing,
saw
the
others
coming
from
the
right,
and
the
zavar
losing
courage,
(though
there
were
300
horsemen
well-mounted),
were
panic-struck,
and
stood
still
looking
at
the
Curds.
Emin
could
not
bear
to
see
their
cowardice,
and
took
the
opportunity
to
reprimand
them
sharply.
He
then
charged
on
a
full
gallop
from
the
high
ground
to
attack
the
Curds,
the
300
men
resuming
their
spirit
trotted
after
him,
and
put
everyone
of
the
Curds
to
flight,
when
the
servants
who
were
gone
for
forage
joined
the
zavar,
without
a
blow,
or
firing
a
piece.
This
small
exertion
of
spirit
was
taken
so
much
notice
of
by
the
whole
body
of
zavar,
that
when
they
pitched,
which
happened
on
the
fifth
day
of
the
march,
they
unanimously
elected
Emin
commander
of
the
zavar;
those
ridiculous
superstitious
fools
telling
him
to
his
face
that
he
was
not
an
Armenian,
but
an
angel
ordained
to
come
down
and
take
care
of
the
most
pious
zavar
of
Hazrat
Imam
Husein,
and
Emin
durst
not
contradict
them
for
fear
of
being
ill-treated.
He
was
contented
to
be
in
peace,
laughed
in
his
own
mind,
but
looked
very
solemn
and
grave.
The
poor
men,
who
had
no
horses,
mules,
or
asses,
marched
in
the
front,
after
the
advanced
guard
of
a
dozen
horse;
and
the
rest
who
were
mounted
kept
their
post
in
the
rear,
and
like
an
army
passed
several
turnpikes
without
paying
any
thing.
That
journey
continued
about
a
fortnight.
When
they
came
to
Charachualan,
one
of
the
capital
towns
of
the
Turkish
Curds,
Emin,
after
staying
six
days,
set
out
with
three
Armenians
for
Bagdad,
and
arrived
there
in
seven
days;
there
he
stayed
eighteen
days
with
some
apprehension
of
the
Turks.
About
four
oclock
in
the
morning
he
joined
a
Mahomedan
caravan;
and
after
going
over
the
bridge
of
boats
on
the
Tigris
a
stout
young
Arab
on
the
march
offered
himself,
in
broken
Turkish,
to
be
his
servant.
Emin
declined
his
service,
saying,
that
he
was
a
Christian
and
poor
in
his
circumstances;
that
he
could
not
presume
to
accept
him
on
those
terms,
but
should
be
very
glad
if
he
would
become
his
comrade.
The
young
Arab,
whose
name
was
Malalah,
being
struck
with
Emins
frankness,
jumped
down
from
his
mule,
thanked
him
by
the
word
Barekallah
and
said,
"Sir,
since
you
are
so
good
and
considerate
as
to
know
the
difference
between
Christians
and
Musulmans,
I
will
serve
you
like
a
slave,
without
any
wages,
and,
if
you
chuse
it,
I
will
accompany
you
to
any
part
of
the
world.
"
While
they
were
making
this
friendly
agreement,
the
people
of
the
caravan
wondered,
saying,
"Wallahel
Agim!
(or,
by
the
Great
God!)
this
man
is
not
a
Gabr
Gavury,
or
Armenian;
and
it
is
through
the
goodness
of
his
heart
that
honest
Malalah
has
offered
his
service
to
him.
"
They
added,
"Yusup,
or
Joseph,
"
half
in
Turkish,
and
half
in
Arabic,
"you
are
very
fortunate
to
have
such
a
youth
as
your
servant
and
comrade.
"
Emin
always
took
care,
in
all
the
Turkish
territories,
to
be
called
Yusup,
or
Joseph;
for
the
word
Emin
is
an
Arabic
name,
and
he
feared
lest
the
deluded
Turks
should
be
troublesome
to
him.
From
Bagdad
to
Helli
are
four
stages:
-
two
miles
before
each
stage
Malalah
took
care
every
day
to
gallop
his
hired
mule,
and
secure
the
best
berth
in
the
public
caravanserais.
And
in
the
morning
when
they
reached
Helli,
after
stopping
at
an
inn
on
the
bank
of
the
Euphrates,
Malalah
went
immediately
and
spoke
to
the
master
of
a
zeyma
loaded
with
corn
and
bound
for
Bosra,
and
agreed
to
pay
a
dollar
for
each
person:
he
then
came
back
like
lightning,
and
saying
that
he
had
got
a
passage,
packed
up
the
baggage,
carried
it
on
his
shoulders,
and
laid
it
in
the
boat.
The
next
morning
they
left
Helli,
and
dropped
down
the
river
by
the
current,
sailing
the
whole
day
and
some
part
of
the
night.
They
tied
the
boat
wherever
there
was
a
mizif-khana
(house
of
charity:
)
those
places
are
thatched
houses,
built
by
rich
Arabs
to
entertain
travellers
both
by
land
and
water,
and
they
give
plenty
of
coarse
boiled
rice,
with
a
little
oily
butter,
and
abundance
of
dates.
Malalah
took
care
always
to
go
out
with
the
boats
crew
to
eat
there.
Emin,
having
a
provision
of
biscuits,
stewed
meat,
and
sweet-meats,
told
him
not
to
go
out,
but
to
stay
in
the
boat
and
eat
as
he
did;
but
all
his
persuasion
was
to
no
purpose:
Malalah,
modestly
refusing,
said,
"Sir,
we
Arabs
are
used
to
make
our
diet
upon
coarse
victuals.
If
I
begin
to
eat
yours,
it
will
not
last
you
five
days,
and
we
shall
have
twenty
days
sailing
before
we
come
to
Bosra;
therefore
I
beg
you
will
not
press
me:
I
have
eaten
your
bread
and
salt
four
days,
from
Bagdad
to
Helli,
which
is
fully
sufficient
for
any
honest
man.
I
have
once
told
you,
that
I
am
your
slave,
-
rest
satisfied
I
am
an
Arab,
not
like
the
Osmanly
Turks,
who
have
neither
shame,
nor
principle
of
true
honour.
I
will
stand
to
my
word
as
long
as
I
live.
I
have
a
sister
at
Bosra
married
to
an
Arab:
having
two
dollars
about
me,
in
our
way
I
shall
buy
rice
as
a
present
for
her,
and
then
return
to
Bagdad,
if
you
have
no
more
occasion
for
me;
but
if
you
have,
I
will
go
with
you
to
the
worlds
end.
"
As
they
went
on,
the
friendship
between
them
increased
daily
and
hourly;
and,
to
do
justice,
the
attachment
of
Malalah
towards
him
was
greater.
In
the
boat
were
fifteen
Bagdad
Janizaries,
all
well-armed
and
equally
attached
to
Emin,
but
not
so
ready
with
their
firelocks.
It
so
happened
in
the
night,
when
some
mashuffs
(or
fishing
boats)
of
Arab
robbers
appeared
like
furies
to
attack
the
boat,
Emin,
with
prepared
cartridges,
could
fire
his
piece
four
times
before
they
could
pull
their
triggers,
and
that
without
their
piece
going
off.
Malalah
could
not
help
rejoicing
to
find
him
so
expert,
laughing
and
mocking
the
Janizaries;
yet
they
went
on
cheerfully,
singing
and
conversing
sociably.
After
seventeen
days
they
came
to
a
village
of
Smavat.
The
boatman
having
imprudently
forgot
to
get
a
permit
at
Bagdad,
was
stopped
by
the
Turkish
custom-house
officers,
and
was
obliged
to
go
back
to
Bagdad
for
a
pass.
The
good
Malalah
told
Emin
it
would
be
a
month
before
he
could
return;
and
that
their
best
way
would
be
to
go
in
a
small
fishing
boat,
which
goes
in
a
day
and
a
halfs
journey
only
to
a
place
where
they
might
get
another
conveyance;
that
if
any
accident
should
happen
to
the
governor
of
Bagdad,
the
Arabs,
according
to
custom,
would
revolt,
and
then
they
would
not
be
able
to
stir
an
inch
from
that
place.
Emin
consented,
and
hired
two
boats,
one
for
himself,
and
the
other
for
three
young
Janizaries,
each
for
an
eighth
part
of
a
dollar;
the
rest,
whose
baggages
were
heavy,
were
left
behind.
They
dropped
down
and
towed
the
whole
day,
and
in
the
night
they
slept
in
the
boats:
but
poor
Malalah,
sitting
by
the
head
of
Emin,
continued
awake
the
whole
night
for
fear
of
being
surprized
by
robbers.
The
next
morning
they
proceeded
in
company
with
the
Janizaries;
and
in
the
afternoon
they
came
to
a
place,
the
name
of
which
is
forgotten.
Here
they
found
several
Janizary
merchants,
who
had
come
from
Bosra
to
buy
oil,
butter,
or
grease.
As
they
had
taken
their
quarters
at
the
mizif-khana,
they
invited
Emin
and
his
comrades
to
lodge
there.
They
halted
three
days,
not
finding
a
conveyance
to
proceed.
Malalah
advised
Emin
and
the
three
Janizaries
to
travel
on
foot
down
to
Sagshuff,
where
he
did
not
doubt
of
getting
boats
to
go
to
Corna.
The
Janizaries
baggage
was
not
very
heavy,
and
they
could
carry
it
very
easily.
Emin,
in
the
first
place,
had
his
Tartarian
saddle,
weighing
almost
thirty
pounds,
his
bedding,
wearing-apparel,
and
provision,
almost
a
hundred
pounds.
The
Herculian
Malalah
packed
them
all
up
in
a
ball,
and
put
them
into
his
abba
(or
mantle,
)
the
long
sides
towards
the
angles,
which
lapped
over
one
another
crossways
very
compactly,
and
with
the
other
two
ends
tied
together
and
slung
over
his
forehead
like
an
English
porters
knot.
He
then
said
to
Emin,
"Now
Sir,
you
have
only
to
carry
your
piece
and
your
great
cloak
to
keep
yourself
from
cold.
"
They
set
out
marching,
and
Malalah
tripped
on,
cantering
like
a
dromedary,
which
made
Emin
suspect
that
he
had
run
away
with
the
baggage.
The
poor
Janizaries
were
no
less
surprized.
Malalah,
thinking
they
had
kept
up
the
same
pace,
never
looked
behind
till
he
was
out
of
sight:
they
in
the
mean
time
running
and
trotting
quite
out
of
breath,
saw
him
at
last
standing,
and
drawing
near
heard
him
cry
out,
"Come
on,
you
Janizaries!"
When
they
came
up,
they
found
him
standing
by
the
side
of
a
creek
frozen
on
the
surface:
the
water
was
five
feet
deep,
and
about
forty
feet
wide.
He
then
began
to
scold
the
Janizaries,
saying,
"Are
not
you
ashamed
of
yourselves?
Your
mantles
are
not
heavier
than
five
pounds.
You
have
not
strength
enough
either
to
keep
up
the
same
pace,
or
to
call
out
to
me,
that
I
might
not
go
too
fast
before
you,
so
as
to
fatigue
Emin,
whose
Lazgui
cloak
is
as
heavy
as
your
three.
"
They,
grumbling,
said,
"How
is
it
possible
for
us,
who
are
like
oxen,
to
fly
like
you,
who
resemble
an
Arabian
horse?"
He
laughed
immoderately,
and
laid
down
his
load,
telling
them
to
do
as
he
did.
He
then
pulled
off
his
cloaths
from
head
to
foot,
took
them
upon
his
head,
crossed
over
to
the
other
side,
and
there
laying
down
the
things,
returned
back,
sat
on
his
knees
like
a
camel,
and
made
Emin
race
on
his
neck.
When
he
found
Emin
going
to
strip,
he
would
by
no
means
suffer
it,
lest
he
should
catch
cold.
He
carried
him
over
like
a
child,
so
as
not
to
wet
even
his
feet
in
the
water.
The
Turks
followed
the
same
method,
and
passed
stark
naked:
but
when
they
were
told
by
Malalah,
that
there
were
four
or
five
more
such
frozen
creeks
to
ford,
it
frightened
the
poor
devils
out
of
their
senses;
they
looked
like
stuck
pigs,
almost
despaired,
and
swore
by
the
head
of
their
Prophet,
that
if
they
had
known
it
before,
they
would
not
for
a
thousand
dollars
have
stirred
out
of
the
zeyma
at
Smavat.
It
was
certainly
a
hard
trial
of
patience
in
the
month
of
December,
especially
when
a
pinching
north-west
wind
was
blowing,
and
when
the
only
comfort
they
had
was,
that
their
faces
were
to
the
south-east,
otherwise
every
one
would
have
suffered
severely,
except
the
heroic
Malalah,
who
seemed
as
if
he
was
walking
on
a
bed
of
roses.
He
was
six
feet
high,
as
white
and
fresh
as
an
European,
always
in
good
humour,
with
a
smile
on
his
countenance.
Those
creeks,
as
Emin
was
told,
had
been
dug
up
to
water
the
cultivated
lands,
chiefly
fields
of
rice
and
other
grain,
which
were
distant
from
one
another
about
two
miles
more
or
less.
Through
every
one
of
them,
Malalah
took
the
same
care
of
Emin
as
over
the
first.
Within
two
miles
and
a
half
from
Sagshuff,
as
they
were
travelling
pretty
near
the
river,
they
discovered
a
corn-boat
with
a
fair
wind
sailing
down
the
water;
Malalah
hailed
the
boatman
as
loud
as
he
could,
and
begged
him,
for
Gods
name,
and
the
Prophets
sake,
to
take
them
on
board
as
passengers,
since
they
would
be
glad
to
go
to
Corna:
-
there
the
Euphrates
and
Tigris
meet;
and,
luckily,
the
boat
happened
to
be
bound
for
that
place.
On
hearing
the
distress
which
the
five
travellers
were
in,
the
boatman
took
compassion
on
them,
and
brought
the
zeyma
close
to
the
bank,
where
they
got
in
with
great
comfort
and
satisfaction.
The
master
and
crew
asked,
who
that
stranger
was?
meaning
Emin:
Malalah
said,
he
was
an
Ajam
Shiah
Musulman
and
warrior,
belonging
to
Carim
Khan,
Sultan
of
Persia.
Emin
reproved
him
in
Turkish
for
not
telling
the
truth;
but
Malalah,
chiding
him
in
a
good-natured
way,
said,
"Good
Sir!
hold
your
tongue;
for
if
they
know
you
are
a
Christian,
they
will
not
only
kill
you,
but
kill
us
all.
Consider
you
are
in
Shiah
Arabistan,
without
a
friend
or
protector:
-
you
will
be
demolished
in
an
instant,
if
you
will
not
conduct
yourself
prudently:
-
you
are
not
to
be
compelled
to
renounce
your
religion:
-
be
patient
only
for
a
couple
of
days,
when
you
will
come
into
Sunni
government,
and
then
you
may
publicly
profess
your
faith,
as
well
as
the
other
Armenians
in
Bosra.
"
He
added,
"You
see
our
comrades
(meaning
the
Janizaries)
are
Sunnis,
but
are
obliged
to
profess
themselves
Shiahs,
to
save
their
lives.
I
myself
am
a
downright
Shiah;
but
my
heart
does
not
suffer
me
to
inform
against
you
and
shed
your
innocent
blood;
therefore
I
beseech
you
to
consider,
and
not
to
be
the
cause
of
your
own
destruction.
"
The
Janizaries
also
were
frightened
at
Emins
conduct,
and
begging
him
for
Christs
sake
to
say
nothing
while
they
were
in
such
a
dangerous
situation.
Emin,
who
had
been
among
the
Lazguis
for
so
long
a
time,
never
had
suffered
himself
a
minute
to
be
masked
in
such
a
character;
but
recollecting
the
words
of
Saint
Paul,
"To
the
weak,
became
I
as
weak,
that
I
might
gain
the
weak.
I
am
made
all
things
to
all
men,
that
I
might
by
all
means
gave
some.
"
Emin
therefore
said
nothing
for
the
sake
of
his
comrades.
Had
he
been
alone,
or
had
he
understood
the
Arabic
language,
he
would
have
declared
what
he
was,
to
preserve
his
honour
or
fall
a
sacrifice
for
his
faith.
After
a
few
minutes
more
sailing,
they
came
to
Sagshuff,
and
went
on
shore.
The
boat-master,
with
his
companions
and
crew,
sat
on
their
knees
saying
prayers:
Emin
also
sat
down,
and
got
up
with
open
hands,
prostrating
himself
on
the
turf
five
or
six
times
as
they
did,
till
the
prayers
were
over.
They
slept
in
the
boat
close
to
the
bank
at
Sagshuff,
and
about
twelve
oclock
at
night
they
began
rowing
and
sailing
for
Corna.
The
next
afternoon
about
five
oclock
they
arrived
at
that
place,
where
a
large
boat
was
ready
to
go
to
Bosra.
After
sailing
two
days,
on
the
twenty-fifth
of
December,
they
the
Companys
ship
Revenge,
commanded
by
the
late
captain
Farmer,
lying
at
anchor
near
Minavy,
opposite
to
the
mouth
of
the
creek.
Emins
heart
leaped
for
joy:
he
hired
a
ghiffa
(or
tarred
basket)
for
his
little
baggage:
Malalah
got
into
it
and
rowed
towards
the
ship.
When
the
officers
of
the
watch
on
the
gangway
asked
who
he
was?
he
answered,
"An
English
traveller,
named
Wilson,
would
be
very
glad
if
you
would
allow
him
an
hours
time
on
board,
just
to
put
on
new
clothes
to
wait
on
Mr.
Henry
Moore
the
president
at
Bosra.
"
The
captain
was
gone
up
to
town
to
pass
Christmas-day
with
the
president:
a
midshipman
was
sent
down
to
the
cabin
to
Mr.
Eyre,
next
in
command,
for
an
order.
At
first
he
made
no
objection;
and
Emin
flattered
himself
the
officer
would
have
the
good
manners
and
hospitality
to
invite
him
to
dinner,
for
he
was
very
hungry,
having
not
tasted
fresh
boiled
meat
during
all
the
twenty-five
days
from
Bagdad
to
that
place;
but
his
expectation
was
disappointed.
The
things
were
not
handed
up
two
minutes
before
there
came
another
express
order
from
Mr.
Eyre,
for
him
to
go
immediately
out
of
the
ship.
This
cold
usage
was
shockng
to
Emin;
and
he
felt
it
so
severely,
that
he
forgot
all
his
past
troubles.
The
officers
too
were
astonished
at
Eyres
barbarous
behaviour,
and
advised
Emin
to
go
down
himself
to
speak
to
him
about
staying
for
the
time
desired;
he
did
so;
but
Eyres
heart
was
turned
into
hard
stone;
he
would
by
no
means
comply,
making
excuses
that
he
could
not
let
him
stay
in
the
ship,
as
it
was
against
the
commanders
order.
Emin
said,
"Sir,
I
do
not
want
to
stay
in
the
ship
for
good,
or
to
sleep
in
it;
allow
me
but
half
an
hour,
like
the
strange
Arabs,
who
sell
provisions
to
the
crew,
and
who
stay
the
whole
day
on
board.
"
It
was
to
no
purpose,
the
officer
would
not
consent.
Broken-hearted
Emin
took
his
things
into
the
basket
again,
the
officers
cursing
Eyre
for
his
unpoliteness.
Poor
Malalah,
though
he
understood
not
the
language,
was
sensible
that
Emin
was
ill-received,
and
rowing
the
boat
to
the
creeks
mouth,
it
being
low
water,
they
landed.
At
this
place
they
hired
an
ass,
and
Malalah
packed
up
the
things,
but
could
not
persuade
Emin
to
ride
on
the
beast.
Emin
made
him
mount;
so
they
marched,
not
knowing
exactly
the
distance,
(it
might
have
been
between
three
and
four
miles),
up
to
the
town
of
Bosra.
At
about
two
in
the
afternoon
they
reached
Mr.
Moores
gates.
The
porter
gave
notice,
and
he
was
(being
first
disarmed
by
the
Janizaries
and
Sepahis)
admitted
into
the
dining-room,
where
a
Christmas
table
was
just
laid.
Mr.
Moore
was
sometimes
standing,
and
sometimes
walking:
and
on
seeing
a
stranger,
he
said,
"Who
are
you,
Sir?"
Emin
said,
"In
private,
I
will
tell
you.
"
Mr.
Moore
said,
"I
will
not
hear
you
in
private.
"
Then
Emin
retired;
and
as
he
was
going
down
stairs,
dropped
these
very
words,
"Is
it
not
enough
that
I
am
disarmed
by
Palioz
Moores
warriors
at
his
gate,
yet
he
is
afraid
to
speak
with
a
single
man
in
private.
"
Taking
his
arms
back,
he
was
just
stepping
out
of
doors,
when
a
servant
running
down,
called
him
back.
When
he
went
up
again,
Mr.
Moore
said,
"There
is
nobody
here;
pray
tell
me
now
what
is
your
name,
or
what
you
want?"
He
said,
"My
name
is
Emin;
you
may
have
heard
of
my
having
been
taken
notice
of
by
the
nobles
of
England,
patronized
by
the
duke
of
Northumberland,
protected
by
his
Royal
Highness
the
duke
of
Cumberland;
of
my
having
served
some
campaigns
in
Germany
under
Prince
Ferdinand
and
the
duke
of
Marlborough;
of
my
being
recommended
to
the
court
of
Russia;
and
by
them,
to
Prince
Heraclius,
without
succeeding
in
my
honest
designs.
I
now
stop
at
Bosra,
before
I
go
to
my
father
in
Calcutta;
and
for
my
services
to
your
famous
nation,
without
any
emolument,
I
now
come
with
hopes
of
obtaining
the
protection
of
the
Honourable
Companys
Flag,
under
which
you,
Sir,
are
president
in
this
factory.
"
Upon
this,
Mr.
Moore
started
back,
and
said,
that
he
could
not
believe,
unless
he
could
prove
it,
that
he
was
Emin,
who
had
been
talked
of
all
over
the
world
as
being
descended
from
the
ancient
families
of
the
Armenian
kings;
as
being
discovered
by
the
great
men
in
England;
and
of
course
respected,
as
Emin
observed.
"
This
he
said,
rubbing
his
hands
together,
smiling,
and
walking
up
and
down
the
room,
in
seeming
triumph,
as
if
he
was
detecting
a
sharper.
Emin
said,
coolly,
"Sir,
you
are
mistaken;
he
is
not
of
royal
blood,
nor
did
the
good
people
of
England
take
notice
of
him
on
that
vain
account:
it
was
by
means
of
his
honesty
and
upright
dealings,
as
a
despiser
of
all
tyrannical
names.
My
name
is
Emin:
I
am
the
son
of
Joseph
Michael
Emin
of
Calcutta,
an
Armenian
by
religion,
and
by
birth
a
native
of
Hamadan
in
Persia.
"
Mr.
Moore
said,
"You
seem
to
be
an
Irishman
by
your
accent.
"
Emin
smiling
answered,
"You
honour
me
much
in
thinking
so;
for
the
Irish
are
a
very
brave
nation,
with
deserved
renown.
"
This
answer
made
the
gentleman
look
serious:
he
asked
Emin
if
he
understood
his
native
language?
He
said,
"Yes.
"
Then
Mr.
Moore,
in
a
hurry,
called
for
his
broker
Petrus
Malik;
who,
when
he
came
in,
was
ordered
to
speak
and
ask
questions.
Emin
answered
every
word;
and
Petrus
knowing
his
family
and
father,
satisfied
Mr.
Moore;
who
turning
to
him,
said,
"Now
what
shall
I
do
for
you?
I
cannot
protect
you.
I
am
but
newly
come;
you
have
been
making
a
great
noise
in
the
world.
I
am
afraid
of
displeasing
the
Turks;
or
of
drawing
the
Company
into
some
trouble.
"
He
added,
"If
you
are
an
honest
man
I
will
protect
you;
but
you
may
be
an
impostor.
"
Emin,
by
that
cruel
expression,
was
so
pierced
to
the
heart,
that
he
forgot
himself
and
the
poor
Armenian
merchants,
for
whose
sake
alone
he
had
humbled
himself
in
asking
protection,
hoping
to
secure
them
from
being
fleeced
by
the
Turks.
His
sinking
soul
rose
at
once,
and
he
said,
"Sir,
you
are
not
worthy
of
your
post,
and
know
not
the
power
vested
in
you;
since
you
are
so
timorous,
and
so
satirical,
it
were
better
you
had
not
been
born.
Take
care;
remember
what
you
have
said,
and
depend
upon
it,
that
I
will
afford
you
ample
satisfaction
for
my
words;
for
I
am
an
honest
Armenian,
and
as
fearless
as
an
Irishman.
If
the
point
cannot
be
decided
at
Bosra,
where
you
are
a
great
signior
and
perhaps
will
continue
here
some
years,
I
shall
soon,
by
Gods
help,
be
at
Bombay.
"
Emin
finishing
his
speech,
turned
about
to
go
away.
Mr.
Moore
laid
hold
of
his
arm,
and
asked
his
pardon,
making
very
civil
apologies,
and
saying,
that
he
meant
no
harm;
that
he
spoke
only
to
try
him;
and
that
he
must
consider,
that
being
newly
sent
thither,
he
was
an
entire
stranger
to
the
cursed
disposition
of
the
Turks.
Emin
said
no
more,
and
went
away,
not
much
pleased,
and
excessively
hungry.
At
the
gate
his
arms
were
returned
to
him;
and
going
along
he
met
an
Armenian,
who
showed
him
the
way
to
one
of
his
relations.
When
he
entered
the
house,
poor
Malalah
understanding
from
the
servants
of
Mr.
Moore
that
he
was
not
received
as
he
expected,
was
in
great
concern;
and
perhaps
more
dejected
than
Emin.
He
said,
"Sir,
I
find
that
there
is
no
ship
going
to
Bengal;
it
will
be
a
long
time
before
you
will
be
able
to
go
thither:
it
is
best
for
me
to
return
to
Bagdad.
I
am
going
to
see
my
sister,
and
shall
stay
there
but
two
days,
and
then
set
out
again.
"
Emin
gave
him
a
dollar,
which
was
all
the
money
he
had,
and
prevailed
on
him
to
accept
it
with
much
ado.
They
eat
a
bit
of
bread
and
cheese,
and
parted
like
brothers,
with
great
sorrow.
