XXVII. 
   
    1769-70.
 
    
     [A 
    
     subscription 
    
     made, 
    
     Moore 
    
     sends 
    
     for 
    
     Emin 
    
     - 
    
     Murn 
    
     Vana 
    
     comes 
    
     to 
    
     surrender 
    
     to 
    
     the 
    
     Turks 
    
     - 
    
     His 
    
     execution 
    
     - 
     
      Success 
    
     arrives 
    
     from 
    
     Bengal 
    
     - 
    
     Emin 
    
     returns 
    
     to 
    
     Calcutta, 
    
     January 
    
     1770 
    
     - 
    
     Cool 
    
     reception 
    
     by 
    
     his 
    
     father 
    
     - 
    
     Lord 
    
     Butes 
    
     son 
    
     and 
    
     his 
    
     kindness, 
    
     and 
    
     that 
    
     of 
    
     other 
    
     Englishmen 
    
     - 
    
     Mr. 
    
     Cox, 
    
     Persian 
    
     Interpreter 
    
     - 
    
     Governor 
    
     Cartier 
    
     appoints 
    
     Emin 
    
     rosaldar 
    
     to 
    
     first 
    
     brigade 
    
     of 
    
     Turkswars 
    
     - 
    
     Mr. 
    
     Floyer, 
    
     a 
    
     councillor 
    
     - 
    
     Dinner 
    
     at 
    
     the 
    
     Governors 
    
     - 
    
     Arrival 
    
     of 
    
     English 
    
     mail 
    
     - 
    
     Letter 
    
     from 
    
     Lord 
    
     Northumberland 
    
     - 
    
     Doubts 
    
     of 
    
     guests 
    
     - 
    
     Arrival 
    
     of 
    
     duplicate 
    
     letter 
    
     to 
    
     the 
    
     confusion 
    
     of 
    
     doubters 
    
     - 
    
     Khoja 
    
     Petrus, 
    
     "earthly 
    
     God 
    
     of 
    
     the 
    
     Calcutta 
    
     Armenians"- 
    
     Emins 
    
     rebuke 
    
     to 
    
     him.
    
     ]
 
   
    After 
   
    three 
   
    months, 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Moore, 
   
    establishing 
   
    himself 
   
    in 
   
    amity 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    Musulman 
   
    governor 
   
    of 
   
    Bosra, 
   
    and 
   
    hearing 
   
    no 
   
    noise, 
   
    or 
   
    any 
   
    thing 
   
    amiss 
   
    in 
   
    Emins 
   
    conduct, 
   
    was 
   
    assured 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    being 
   
    the 
   
    very 
   
    person 
   
    of 
   
    whom 
   
    he 
   
    had 
   
    before 
   
    heard; 
   
    and 
   
    one 
   
    morning, 
   
    he 
   
    sent 
   
    Shekh 
   
    Pogos, 
   
    the 
   
    head 
   
    Armenian 
   
    interpreter, 
   
    with 
   
    compliments, 
   
    inviting 
   
    Emin 
   
    to 
   
    dine 
   
    with 
   
    him. 
   
    When 
   
    he 
   
    went, 
   
    he 
   
    saw 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Moore 
   
    with 
   
    a 
   
    tumbler 
   
    of 
   
    punch 
   
    in 
   
    his 
   
    hand, 
   
    standing 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    dining 
   
    room, 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    table-cloth 
   
    laid, 
   
    as 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    Christmas-day 
   
    before. 
   
    He 
   
    cheerfully, 
   
    and 
   
    with 
   
    polite 
   
    words, 
   
    presented 
   
    the 
   
    tumbler 
   
    to 
   
    him, 
   
    saying, 
   
    "Mr. 
   
    Emin, 
   
    I 
   
    hope 
   
    you 
   
    have 
   
    forgot 
   
    all 
   
    that 
   
    passed 
   
    in 
   
    this 
   
    place.
   
    " 
   
    Emin 
   
    said, 
   
    "Yes, 
   
    Sir, 
   
    from 
   
    that 
   
    very 
   
    day.
   
    " 
   
    He 
   
    then 
   
    took 
   
    it, 
   
    and 
   
    drank 
   
    it 
   
    to 
   
    Palioz 
   
    Begs 
   
    good 
   
    health. 
   
    The 
   
    time 
   
    passed 
   
    very 
   
    merrily 
   
    at 
   
    dinner, 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    rest 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    Bosra 
   
    gentlemen; 
   
    and 
   
    when 
   
    it 
   
    was 
   
    over, 
   
    as 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    going 
   
    to 
   
    wish 
   
    them 
   
    a 
   
    good 
   
    afternoon, 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Moore 
   
    very 
   
    kindly 
   
    ordered 
   
    a 
   
    horse; 
   
    Emin 
   
    begged 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    excused, 
   
    alleging, 
   
    that 
   
    it 
   
    would 
   
    be 
   
    imprudent 
   
    to 
   
    confer 
   
    that 
   
    honour 
   
    upon 
   
    him 
   
    at 
   
    once, 
   
    in 
   
    that 
   
    despotic 
   
    government; 
   
    and 
   
    adding, 
   
    that 
   
    he 
   
    should 
   
    be 
   
    contented 
   
    only 
   
    with 
   
    his 
   
    good 
   
    protection 
   
    as 
   
    one 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    British 
   
    subjects. 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Moore 
   
    and 
   
    the 
   
    rest 
   
    were 
   
    much 
   
    pleased, 
   
    and 
   
    complimented 
   
    him 
   
    with 
   
    these 
   
    expressions. 
   
    "Mr. 
   
    Emin, 
   
    your 
   
    conduct 
   
    is 
   
    fully 
   
    sufficient 
   
    to 
   
    protect 
   
    you; 
   
    both 
   
    what 
   
    we 
   
    have 
   
    heard 
   
    before 
   
    and 
   
    what 
   
    we 
   
    see 
   
    at 
   
    present. 
   
    Do 
   
    as 
   
    you 
   
    please; 
   
    we 
   
    are 
   
    your 
   
    friends.
   
    " 
   
    Then 
   
    Emin, 
   
    making 
   
    a 
   
    bow, 
   
    went 
   
    away, 
   
    through 
   
    the 
   
    sun. 
   
    The 
   
    next 
   
    morning, 
   
    about 
   
    eight 
   
    oclock, 
   
    Beshuve, 
   
    his 
   
    second 
   
    Syrian 
   
    interpreter, 
   
    came 
   
    with 
   
    a 
   
    note 
   
    from 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Moore, 
   
    and 
   
    a 
   
    bag 
   
    with 
   
    six 
   
    hundred 
   
    rupees 
   
    to 
   
    Emin. 
   
    He 
   
    had 
   
    heard 
   
    from 
   
    the 
   
    other 
   
    Armenians, 
   
    and 
   
    was 
   
    much 
   
    pleased 
   
    to 
   
    hear, 
   
    that 
   
    the 
   
    late 
   
    Aga 
   
    Petrus, 
   
    the 
   
    son 
   
    of 
   
    Gregor 
   
    Aga 
   
    of 
   
    Julpha, 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    family 
   
    of 
   
    Minas, 
   
    had 
   
    offered 
   
    him 
   
    a 
   
    sum 
   
    of 
   
    money 
   
    which 
   
    he 
   
    refused, 
   
    knowing 
   
    well 
   
    the 
   
    nature 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    people 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    Julpha, 
   
    once 
   
    famous 
   
    for 
   
    its 
   
    riches, 
   
    which 
   
    is 
   
    not 
   
    far 
   
    from 
   
    the 
   
    disposition 
   
    of 
   
    modern 
   
    Israelites; 
   
    and 
   
    being 
   
    sure 
   
    that 
   
    presently 
   
    after 
   
    they 
   
    would 
   
    have 
   
    made 
   
    a 
   
    handle 
   
    of 
   
    it 
   
    to 
   
    cast 
   
    provoking 
   
    reflections 
   
    on 
   
    his 
   
    character, 
   
    as 
   
    having 
   
    received 
   
    their 
   
    charity. 
   
    The 
   
    purport 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    note 
   
    was 
   
    as 
   
    follows: 
   
    "Mr. 
   
    Moore 
   
    and 
   
    the 
   
    gentlemen 
   
    at 
   
    Bosra 
   
    send 
   
    their 
   
    compliments 
   
    to 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Emin, 
   
    and 
   
    knowing 
   
    him 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    in 
   
    straights, 
   
    desire 
   
    his 
   
    acceptance 
   
    of 
   
    six 
   
    hundred 
   
    rupees; 
   
    and 
   
    if 
   
    that 
   
    is 
   
    not 
   
    sufficient, 
   
    they 
   
    will 
   
    be 
   
    very 
   
    glad 
   
    to 
   
    supply 
   
    him 
   
    with 
   
    more,
 
   
    Latouch, 
   
    Secretary.
   
    "
 
   
    He 
   
    answered 
   
    thus,
 
   
    "Gentlemen,
 
   
    I 
   
    return 
   
    you 
   
    my 
   
    most 
   
    humble 
   
    thanks 
   
    for 
   
    your 
   
    kind 
   
    assistance 
   
    in 
   
    my 
   
    present 
   
    distressed 
   
    condition, 
   
    which 
   
    will 
   
    make 
   
    me 
   
    remember 
   
    you 
   
    gratefully 
   
    all 
   
    the 
   
    days 
   
    of 
   
    my 
   
    life, 
   
    as 
   
    having 
   
    added 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    many 
   
    and 
   
    great 
   
    favours 
   
    already 
   
    received 
   
    by 
   
    me 
   
    from 
   
    your 
   
    noble 
   
    countrymen.
 
  
   
    
     
      
       
        
         
          
           
            
             
              
               
                
                 
                  
                   
                     
                      I 
                     
                      remain,
                  
                 
                
               
              
             
            
           
          
         
        
       
      
     
    
   
  
 
 
   
    Gentlemen, 
   
    yours; 
   
    &c. 
   
    &c.
 
  
   
    
     
      
       
        
         
          
           
            
             
              
               
                
                 
                  
                   
                     
                      J. 
                     
                      Emin.
                     
                      "
                  
                 
                
               
              
             
            
           
          
         
        
       
      
     
    
   
  
 
 
   
    The 
   
    Julpha 
   
    Armenians, 
   
    hearing 
   
    of 
   
    this 
   
    conduct 
   
    of 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Moore, 
   
    and 
   
    the 
   
    other 
   
    good-natured 
   
    gentlemen, 
   
    began 
   
    to 
   
    say 
   
    to 
   
    Emin, 
    
     goodmorning, 
   
    or 
   
    good-day 
   
    to 
   
    you, 
   
    Sir; 
   
    which 
   
    condescending 
   
    favour 
   
    they 
   
    did 
   
    not 
   
    deign 
   
    before 
   
    to 
   
    bestow 
   
    on 
   
    him; 
   
    except 
   
    Aga 
   
    Petrus, 
   
    son 
   
    of 
   
    Gregor 
   
    Aga, 
   
    mentioned 
   
    before, 
   
    who 
   
    was 
   
    really 
   
    very 
   
    glad 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    little 
   
    success. 
   
    Those 
   
    of 
   
    opposite 
   
    parties, 
   
    though 
   
    in 
   
    awe 
   
    of 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Moore, 
   
    were 
   
    outwardly 
   
    somehow 
   
    civil, 
   
    when 
   
    they 
   
    met 
   
    him 
   
    by 
   
    chance 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    street 
   
    passing 
   
    or 
   
    repassing; 
   
    yet 
   
    would 
   
    net 
   
    be 
   
    sorry 
   
    if 
   
    the 
   
    worst 
   
    of 
   
    disasters 
   
    had 
   
    crushed 
   
    him 
   
    to 
   
    nothing. 
   
    Since 
   
    they 
   
    were 
   
    removed 
   
    by 
   
    Shah 
   
    Abbas 
   
    from 
   
    Armenia 
   
    to 
   
    Ispahan, 
   
    they 
   
    grew 
   
    very 
   
    rich 
   
    in 
   
    one 
   
    century, 
   
    but 
   
    when 
   
    born 
   
    and 
   
    brought 
   
    up 
   
    there, 
   
    they 
   
    lost 
   
    entirely 
   
    all 
   
    the 
   
    virtues 
   
    of 
   
    their 
   
    forefathers, 
   
    and 
   
    became 
   
    exactly 
   
    like 
   
    the 
   
    shopkeepers 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    bazars 
   
    of 
   
    Ispahan. 
   
    Such 
   
    also 
   
    is 
   
    the 
   
    case 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    Hamadan 
   
    Armenians, 
   
    of 
   
    whom 
   
    Emin 
   
    himself 
   
    is 
   
    one, 
   
    and 
   
    would 
   
    have 
   
    been 
   
    as 
   
    bad 
   
    the 
   
    rest, 
   
    if 
   
    nature 
   
    had 
   
    not 
   
    favoured 
   
    him 
   
    with 
   
    a 
   
    mind 
   
    a 
   
    little 
   
    above 
   
    them, 
   
    which 
   
    induced 
   
    him 
   
    to 
   
    leave 
   
    his 
   
    father, 
   
    and 
   
    run 
   
    away 
   
    to 
   
    Europe; 
   
    for 
   
    the 
   
    force 
   
    even 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    superficial 
   
    education 
   
    has 
   
    made 
   
    him 
   
    proud 
   
    enough 
   
    to 
   
    think 
   
    that 
   
    he 
   
    knows 
   
    himself, 
   
    and 
   
    can 
   
    judge 
   
    tolerably 
   
    of 
   
    others. 
   
    He 
   
    is 
   
    very 
   
    well 
   
    convinced 
   
    that 
   
    there 
   
    may 
   
    be 
   
    found 
   
    good 
   
    and 
   
    bad 
   
    in 
   
    all 
   
    countries; 
   
    but 
   
    wherever 
   
    learning 
   
    is 
   
    hated, 
   
    and 
   
    shut 
   
    up 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    dark 
   
    dungeon 
   
    of 
   
    cruel 
   
    ignorance, 
   
    men 
   
    are 
   
    no 
   
    longer 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    blamed, 
   
    even 
   
    if 
   
    they 
   
    resemble 
   
    savage 
   
    beasts, 
   
    and 
   
    tear 
   
    each 
   
    other 
   
    to 
   
    pieces. 
   
    To 
   
    return 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    subject, 
   
    Emin 
   
    cannot 
   
    in 
   
    conscience 
   
    condemn 
   
    them 
   
    wholly. 
   
    A 
   
    set 
   
    of 
   
    artful 
   
    people 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    nation, 
   
    most 
   
    piously 
   
    working 
   
    on 
   
    their 
   
    innocent 
   
    soft 
   
    minds, 
   
    have 
   
    brought 
   
    them 
   
    down 
   
    so 
   
    low 
   
    as 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    despised 
   
    by 
   
    every 
   
    body; 
   
    particularly 
   
    by 
   
    the 
   
    indigent 
   
    Georgians, 
   
    who 
   
    firmly 
   
    believe, 
   
    that 
   
    the 
   
    Armenian 
   
    nation 
   
    are 
   
    not 
   
    created 
   
    by 
   
    the 
   
    hand 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    God, 
   
    but 
   
    sprung 
   
    on 
   
    dung-hills 
   
    like 
   
    mushrooms 
   
    or 
   
    weeds. 
   
    As 
   
    there 
   
    was 
   
    no 
   
    vessel 
   
    at 
   
    that 
   
    time 
   
    bound 
   
    for 
   
    Bengal, 
   
    Emin 
   
    was 
   
    entertained, 
   
    almost 
   
    every 
   
    day 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    week, 
   
    both 
   
    at 
   
    dinner 
   
    and 
   
    supper, 
   
    by 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Moore, 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Beaumont, 
   
    and 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Livius, 
   
    but 
   
    never 
   
    so 
   
    much 
   
    as 
   
    eat 
   
    a 
   
    mouthful 
   
    of 
   
    bread 
   
    in 
   
    any 
   
    Julpha 
   
    Armenians 
   
    house. 
   
    The 
   
    kind 
   
    reader 
   
    may 
   
    judge 
   
    that 
   
    Emin 
   
    speaks 
   
    as 
   
    he 
   
    feels, 
   
    and 
   
    speaks 
   
    truth, 
   
    which 
   
    is 
   
    the 
   
    queen 
   
    of 
   
    all 
   
    virtues.
 
   
    Emin 
   
    spending 
   
    a 
   
    very 
   
    small 
   
    part 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    six 
   
    hundred 
   
    rupees, 
   
    preserved 
   
    the 
   
    rest 
   
    with 
   
    great 
   
    care, 
   
    still 
   
    in 
   
    hopes 
   
    of 
   
    returning 
   
    to 
   
    Armenia, 
   
    and 
   
    to 
   
    Mush, 
   
    in 
   
    Curdistan, 
   
    to 
   
    St. 
   
    Johns 
   
    monastery, 
   
    where 
   
    his 
   
    only 
   
    friend 
   
    Padre 
   
    Jonas 
   
    was 
   
    then 
   
    living, 
   
    who 
   
    had 
   
    laid 
   
    up 
   
    eight 
   
    thousand 
   
    fire-arms, 
   
    ready 
   
    to 
   
    distribute 
   
    among 
   
    those 
   
    that 
   
    had 
   
    none. 
   
    Here 
   
    came 
   
    two 
   
    Armenian 
   
    petty 
   
    merchants 
   
    to 
   
    him, 
   
    one 
   
    from 
   
    Mashet, 
   
    the 
   
    other 
   
    from 
   
    Persia: 
   
    the 
   
    first 
   
    with 
   
    six 
   
    thousand 
   
    rupees 
   
    worth 
   
    of 
   
    goods, 
   
    the 
   
    other 
   
    with 
   
    four 
   
    thousand 
   
    rupees 
   
    in 
   
    ready 
   
    money, 
   
    offering 
   
    Emin 
   
    the 
   
    whole 
   
    sum, 
   
    if 
   
    he 
   
    would 
   
    again 
   
    venture 
   
    to 
   
    go 
   
    to 
   
    Armenia; 
   
    informing 
   
    him 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    war 
   
    commenced 
   
    between 
   
    the 
   
    Russians 
   
    and 
   
    Turks, 
   
    and 
   
    that 
   
    the 
   
    people 
   
    of 
   
    Curdistan 
   
    had 
   
    been 
   
    long 
   
    wishing 
   
    to 
   
    have 
   
    him 
   
    among 
   
    them; 
   
    so 
   
    that 
   
    it 
   
    would 
   
    be 
   
    the 
   
    only 
   
    time 
   
    to 
   
    undertake 
   
    the 
   
    plan. 
   
    Considering 
   
    a 
   
    little, 
   
    he 
   
    approved 
   
    their 
   
    proposals, 
   
    on 
   
    this 
   
    condition, 
   
    that 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    not 
   
    to 
   
    accept 
   
    any 
   
    of 
   
    their 
   
    money, 
   
    alleging 
   
    that 
   
    he 
   
    had 
   
    just 
   
    enough 
   
    to 
   
    furnish 
   
    him 
   
    with 
   
    a 
   
    horse 
   
    for 
   
    reaching 
   
    Bagdad, 
   
    or 
   
    going 
   
    over 
   
    to 
   
    Persia; 
   
    and 
   
    advising 
   
    them 
   
    each 
   
    to 
   
    buy 
   
    a 
   
    horse 
   
    and 
   
    goods, 
   
    as 
   
    if 
   
    they 
   
    were 
   
    merchants 
   
    for 
   
    the 
   
    market 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    places 
   
    they 
   
    were 
   
    to 
   
    pass, 
   
    till 
   
    their 
   
    arrival 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    country 
   
    before-mentioned; 
   
    where 
   
    he 
   
    doubted 
   
    not 
   
    to 
   
    find 
   
    more 
   
    men 
   
    like 
   
    them. 
   
    This 
   
    was 
   
    agreed 
   
    upon, 
   
    and 
   
    they 
   
    seemed 
   
    very 
   
    sanguine, 
   
    on 
   
    finding 
   
    Emin 
   
    so 
   
    averse 
   
    to 
   
    accept 
   
    any 
   
    of 
   
    their 
   
    offers. 
   
    They 
   
    said 
   
    to 
   
    him, 
   
    "Sir, 
   
    our 
   
    lives 
   
    and 
   
    properties 
   
    are 
   
    at 
   
    your 
   
    service, 
   
    do 
   
    and 
   
    command 
   
    as 
   
    you 
   
    please; 
   
    we 
   
    are 
   
    ready 
   
    to 
   
    obey 
   
    you.
   
    " 
   
    He 
   
    said, 
   
    "Good 
   
    friends, 
   
    it 
   
    is 
   
    very 
   
    proper 
   
    to 
   
    observe 
   
    one 
   
    thing, 
   
    since 
   
    I 
   
    have 
   
    experienced 
   
    often 
   
    the 
   
    disposition 
   
    of 
   
    Armenian 
   
    merchants, 
   
    who 
   
    will 
   
    soon 
   
    fly 
   
    from 
   
    their 
   
    words: 
   
    - 
   
    I 
   
    cannot 
   
    help 
   
    doubting 
   
    of 
   
    what 
   
    you 
   
    have 
   
    now 
   
    said, 
   
    nor 
   
    can 
   
    any 
   
    one 
   
    be 
   
    so 
   
    weak 
   
    as 
   
    to 
   
    believe 
   
    such 
   
    a 
   
    thing, 
   
    till 
   
    you 
   
    have 
   
    performed 
   
    it. 
   
    Go, 
   
    and 
   
    God 
   
    be 
   
    with 
   
    you!" 
   
    Emin, 
   
    though 
   
    he 
   
    could 
   
    easily 
   
    foresee 
   
    that 
   
    those 
   
    merchants 
   
    resolute 
   
    proposals 
   
    were 
   
    chimerical, 
   
    yet 
   
    was 
   
    in 
   
    some 
   
    hopes 
   
    to 
   
    see 
   
    them 
   
    prosper; 
   
    flattering 
   
    himself 
   
    with 
   
    fortunes 
   
    reconciliation 
   
    to 
   
    him; 
   
    but, 
   
    alas! 
   
    his 
   
    opinion 
   
    of 
   
    merchants 
   
    in 
   
    general 
   
    was 
   
    just, 
   
    their 
   
    mean 
   
    spirits 
   
    are 
   
    only 
   
    fit, 
   
    by 
   
    indefatigable 
   
    industry, 
   
    to 
   
    heap 
   
    up 
   
    riches, 
   
    to 
   
    give 
   
    them 
   
    away 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    priests 
   
    in 
   
    laps-full, 
   
    and 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    plundered 
   
    by 
   
    the 
   
    Turks 
   
    or 
   
    Persians!
 
   
    While 
   
    those 
   
    two 
   
    poor 
   
    Armenians 
   
    were 
   
    busy 
   
    to 
   
    get 
   
    things 
   
    in 
   
    readiness, 
   
    the 
   
    famous 
   
    Murn 
   
    Vana 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    island 
   
    of 
   
    Kharick, 
   
    came 
   
    from 
   
    his 
   
    revolted 
   
    army 
   
    to 
   
    Bosra, 
   
    with 
   
    thirteen 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    officers, 
   
    to 
   
    crave 
   
    protection. 
   
    The 
   
    barbarous 
   
    Turks, 
   
    instead 
   
    of 
   
    receiving 
   
    him, 
   
    put 
   
    him 
   
    in 
   
    prison, 
   
    with 
   
    strong 
   
    guards 
   
    over 
   
    him, 
   
    and 
   
    sent 
   
    a 
   
    report 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    late 
   
    Omar 
   
    Pasha, 
   
    governor 
   
    of 
   
    Bagdad. 
   
    In 
   
    thirty 
   
    days 
   
    time 
   
    an 
   
    order 
   
    was 
   
    brought 
   
    for 
   
    his 
   
    execution, 
   
    his 
   
    head 
   
    was 
   
    cut 
   
    off, 
   
    and 
   
    the 
   
    body 
   
    throw 
   
    into 
   
    the 
   
    ruined, 
   
    mud 
   
    wall 
   
    of 
   
    a 
   
    garden, 
   
    about 
   
    six 
   
    feet 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    right 
   
    hand 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    middle 
   
    street, 
   
    which 
   
    led 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    north 
   
    gate, 
   
    where 
   
    the 
   
    Armenians 
   
    of 
   
    Bosra 
   
    commonly 
   
    used 
   
    to 
   
    take 
   
    a 
   
    walk 
   
    mornings 
   
    and 
   
    afternoons. 
   
    At 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    time 
   
    another 
   
    accident 
   
    happened: 
   
    seven 
   
    stout 
   
    Arab 
   
    thieves 
   
    were 
   
    caught 
   
    in 
   
    one 
   
    night 
   
    robbing 
   
    either 
   
    a 
   
    house 
   
    or 
   
    a 
   
    shop; 
   
    every 
   
    one 
   
    of 
   
    them 
   
    was 
   
    strangled, 
   
    and 
   
    hung 
   
    up 
   
    in 
   
    different 
   
    places, 
   
    some 
   
    near 
   
    the 
   
    entrance 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    bazars, 
   
    which 
   
    most 
   
    people 
   
    resort 
   
    to 
   
    or 
   
    pass 
   
    under, 
   
    and 
   
    two 
   
    of 
   
    them 
   
    just 
   
    over 
   
    the 
   
    place 
   
    where 
   
    the 
   
    Armenians 
   
    walk. 
   
    When 
   
    this 
   
    happened, 
   
    the 
   
    two 
   
    Armenian 
   
    volunteer 
   
    merchants 
   
    came 
   
    to 
   
    Emin, 
   
    and 
   
    said, 
   
    "Sir, 
   
    have 
   
    you 
   
    heard 
   
    the 
   
    news, 
   
    or 
   
    have 
   
    you 
   
    seen 
   
    the 
   
    men 
   
    who 
   
    have 
   
    lost 
   
    their 
   
    lives?" 
   
    He 
   
    laughing, 
   
    said, 
   
    "Yes.
   
    " 
   
    Then 
   
    again, 
   
    out 
   
    of 
   
    breath, 
   
    asked, 
   
    "If 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    not 
   
    afraid?" 
   
    He 
   
    burst 
   
    into 
   
    a 
   
    loud 
   
    laugh, 
   
    and 
   
    answered, 
   
    "No.
   
    " 
   
    Then 
   
    again 
   
    they 
   
    repeated 
   
    their 
   
    fear, 
   
    saying, 
   
    "O, 
   
    dear 
   
    Sir, 
   
    you 
   
    must 
   
    have 
   
    a 
   
    heart 
   
    like 
   
    steel! 
   
    Suppose 
   
    we 
   
    should 
   
    be 
   
    caught, 
   
    what 
   
    will 
   
    be 
   
    our 
   
    fate 
   
    then?" 
   
    Emin 
   
    said, 
   
    "You 
   
    need 
   
    not 
   
    be 
   
    apprehensive 
   
    here 
   
    at 
   
    Bosra, 
   
    but 
   
    when 
   
    you 
   
    are 
   
    in 
   
    Curdistan, 
   
    should 
   
    you 
   
    behave 
   
    basely, 
   
    and 
   
    not 
   
    resolve 
   
    either 
   
    to 
   
    kill 
   
    or 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    killed, 
   
    your 
   
    punishment 
   
    will 
   
    be 
   
    worse, 
   
    you 
   
    will 
   
    be 
   
    impaled 
   
    for 
   
    not 
   
    fighting 
   
    bravely 
   
    for 
   
    your 
   
    religion 
   
    and 
   
    liberty. 
   
    Go 
   
    your 
   
    ways, 
   
    follow 
   
    your 
   
    Jewish 
   
    profession, 
   
    carry 
   
    on 
   
    trade, 
   
    pay 
   
    duty 
   
    for 
   
    your 
   
    goods, 
   
    count 
   
    down 
   
    your 
   
    poll-tax 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    Mahomedans, 
   
    and 
   
    give 
   
    your 
   
    money 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    holy 
   
    fathers 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    church, 
   
    confess 
   
    to 
   
    them 
   
    as 
   
    often 
   
    as 
   
    you 
   
    commit 
   
    sins, 
   
    that 
   
    they 
   
    may 
   
    absolve 
   
    and 
   
    pray 
   
    for 
   
    you, 
   
    so 
   
    that 
   
    when 
   
    you 
   
    die 
   
    you 
   
    may 
   
    go 
   
    to 
   
    heaven!" 
   
    The 
   
    poor 
   
    creatures 
   
    were 
   
    dashed 
   
    with 
   
    chagrin, 
   
    went 
   
    away, 
   
    and 
   
    said 
   
    not 
   
    a 
   
    word.
 
   
    Emin 
   
    continued 
   
    at 
   
    Bosra 
   
    about 
   
    eight 
   
    months 
   
    and 
   
    a 
   
    half, 
   
    before 
   
    the 
   
    Success 
   
    galley, 
   
    commanded 
   
    by 
   
    captain 
   
    Roseboome, 
   
    arrived 
   
    from 
   
    Bengal. 
   
    He 
   
    took 
   
    a 
   
    passage 
   
    in 
   
    it, 
   
    and 
   
    arrived 
   
    in 
   
    three 
   
    months 
   
    at 
   
    Calcutta. 
   
    Two 
   
    hours 
   
    before 
   
    sun-rise 
   
    he 
   
    came 
   
    to 
   
    his 
   
    fathers 
   
    door, 
   
    like 
   
    the 
   
    prodigal 
   
    son, 
   
    but 
   
    was 
   
    not 
   
    received 
   
    by 
   
    him 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    rejoicing; 
   
    he 
   
    ought 
   
    to 
   
    have 
   
    put 
   
    a 
   
    ring 
   
    on 
   
    his 
   
    finger, 
   
    to 
   
    have 
   
    killed 
   
    the 
   
    two 
   
    fat 
   
    oxen, 
   
    to 
   
    have 
   
    invited 
   
    his 
   
    neighbours 
   
    to 
   
    a 
   
    feast, 
   
    to 
   
    eat 
   
    and 
   
    be 
   
    glad 
   
    with 
   
    him. 
   
    However, 
   
    with 
   
    great 
   
    patience 
   
    he 
   
    bore 
   
    it 
   
    for 
   
    about 
   
    five 
   
    or 
   
    six 
   
    weeks, 
   
    not 
   
    knowing 
   
    a 
   
    single 
   
    person 
   
    among 
   
    the 
   
    gentlemen 
   
    at 
   
    Calcutta. 
   
    The 
   
    earl 
   
    of 
   
    Butes 
   
    son, 
   
    the 
   
    honourable 
   
    Frederick 
   
    Stuart, 
   
    in 
   
    his 
   
    infancy, 
   
    at 
   
    the 
   
    duke 
   
    of 
   
    Northumberlands 
   
    house 
   
    at 
   
    London, 
   
    happened 
   
    to 
   
    see 
   
    Emin, 
   
    and 
   
    when 
   
    grown 
   
    bigger, 
   
    heard 
   
    more 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    author 
   
    from 
   
    his 
   
    Grace. 
   
    Being 
   
    sent 
   
    to 
   
    Calcutta 
   
    a 
   
    writer 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    honourable 
   
    Companys 
   
    establishment 
   
    at 
   
    the 
   
    age 
   
    of 
   
    seventeen 
   
    years, 
   
    he 
   
    had 
   
    the 
   
    curiosity 
   
    (and 
   
    was 
   
    the 
   
    first 
   
    gentleman 
   
    who 
   
    had 
   
    it) 
   
    to 
   
    find 
   
    Emin 
   
    out, 
   
    and 
   
    was 
   
    very 
   
    glad 
   
    to 
   
    see 
   
    him. 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Stuarts 
   
    hospitality 
   
    it 
   
    is 
   
    impossible 
   
    to 
   
    describe 
   
    fully; 
   
    his 
   
    palanquin 
   
    was 
   
    at 
   
    Emins 
   
    fathers 
   
    door 
   
    regularly 
   
    three 
   
    times 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    day, 
   
    to 
   
    go 
   
    to 
   
    breakfast, 
   
    dinner, 
   
    and 
   
    supper 
   
    with 
   
    him. 
   
    Emin 
   
    only 
   
    slept 
   
    at 
   
    home 
   
    for 
   
    several 
   
    weeks 
   
    together. 
   
    Next 
   
    to 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Stuart 
   
    was 
   
    Sir 
   
    Archibald 
   
    Campbell; 
   
    then 
   
    the 
   
    late 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cox 
   
    the 
   
    Persian 
   
    interpreter. 
   
    Sir 
   
    Archibald 
   
    introduced 
   
    him 
   
    first 
   
    to 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier, 
   
    then 
   
    governor; 
   
    next 
   
    to 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Russell, 
   
    now 
   
    at 
   
    Visagapatam. 
   
    In 
   
    short, 
   
    in 
   
    two 
   
    months 
   
    time, 
   
    Emin 
   
    was 
   
    not 
   
    only 
   
    taken 
   
    notice 
   
    of 
   
    by 
   
    all 
   
    the 
   
    gentlemen 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    settlement, 
   
    but 
   
    caressed 
   
    as 
   
    their 
   
    favourite; 
   
    they 
   
    learning 
   
    from 
   
    other 
   
    hands, 
   
    that 
   
    his 
   
    father 
   
    after 
   
    finding 
   
    a 
   
    son 
   
    lost 
   
    for 
   
    twenty-one 
   
    years, 
   
    behaved 
   
    but 
   
    indifferently 
   
    towards 
   
    him, 
   
    and 
   
    thought 
   
    that 
   
    the 
   
    English 
   
    gentlemen, 
   
    who 
   
    are 
   
    fond 
   
    of 
   
    novelty 
   
    like 
   
    other 
   
    Europeans, 
   
    would 
   
    not 
   
    be 
   
    long 
   
    before 
   
    they 
   
    would 
   
    be 
   
    tired 
   
    of 
   
    him.
 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cox, 
   
    one 
   
    night 
   
    as 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    going 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    Council-house, 
   
    desired 
   
    Emin 
   
    to 
   
    keep 
   
    him 
   
    company 
   
    part 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    way; 
   
    and 
   
    said, 
   
    that 
   
    if 
   
    Emin 
   
    would 
   
    consent, 
   
    the 
   
    gentlemen 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    settlement 
   
    would 
   
    very 
   
    readily 
   
    make 
   
    a 
   
    subscription 
   
    for 
   
    him, 
   
    as 
   
    at 
   
    that 
   
    time 
   
    money 
   
    was 
   
    in 
   
    great 
   
    plenty 
   
    in 
   
    Calcutta: 
   
    he 
   
    believed 
   
    it 
   
    would 
   
    amount 
   
    to 
   
    65,
   
    000 
   
    rupees. 
   
    No 
   
    sooner 
   
    had 
   
    he 
   
    uttered 
   
    those 
   
    words, 
   
    than 
   
    Emin 
   
    said 
   
    nothing, 
   
    turned 
   
    about, 
   
    and 
   
    went 
   
    to 
   
    a 
   
    great 
   
    distance. 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cox 
   
    went 
   
    on 
   
    slowly, 
   
    but 
   
    finding 
   
    him 
   
    not 
   
    to 
   
    come 
   
    on, 
   
    turned 
   
    back, 
   
    calling 
   
    loudly 
   
    to 
   
    Emin, 
   
    and 
   
    swearing 
   
    upon 
   
    his 
   
    honour 
   
    he 
   
    had 
   
    something 
   
    to 
   
    say. 
   
    When 
   
    they 
   
    met, 
   
    perceiving 
   
    the 
   
    reason 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    taking 
   
    offence, 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cox 
   
    made 
   
    an 
   
    apology. 
   
    Emin 
   
    said, 
   
    upon 
   
    his 
   
    honour 
   
    he 
   
    would 
   
    never 
   
    go 
   
    to 
   
    him, 
   
    nor 
   
    was 
   
    his 
   
    spirit 
   
    so 
   
    mean 
   
    as 
   
    even 
   
    to 
   
    hear 
   
    the 
   
    name 
   
    of 
   
    a 
   
    subscription; 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    neither 
   
    a 
   
    beggar, 
   
    nor 
   
    a 
   
    cripple, 
   
    to 
   
    bend 
   
    himself 
   
    to 
   
    such 
   
    a 
   
    proposal; 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    young 
   
    and 
   
    stout, 
   
    and 
   
    could 
   
    serve 
   
    the 
   
    Honourable 
   
    Company, 
   
    if 
   
    they 
   
    thought 
   
    him 
   
    fit; 
   
    and 
   
    if 
   
    not, 
   
    it 
   
    did 
   
    not 
   
    much 
   
    signify, 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    able 
   
    to 
   
    live 
   
    in 
   
    some 
   
    way 
   
    or 
   
    another 
   
    in 
   
    India, 
   
    where 
   
    he 
   
    never 
   
    had 
   
    known 
   
    a 
   
    white 
   
    man 
   
    starved. 
   
    Though 
   
    it 
   
    was 
   
    now 
   
    made 
   
    up 
   
    between 
   
    the 
   
    two 
   
    friends, 
   
    yet 
   
    Emins 
   
    spirit 
   
    could 
   
    not 
   
    be 
   
    easy 
   
    with 
   
    it; 
   
    he 
   
    pretended 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    sick, 
   
    and 
   
    never 
   
    went 
   
    out 
   
    of 
   
    doors 
   
    for 
   
    a 
   
    fortnight, 
   
    refusing 
   
    all 
   
    the 
   
    invitations 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    worthy 
   
    friends. 
   
    One 
   
    morning 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cox 
   
    came 
   
    with 
   
    his 
   
    brother, 
   
    and 
   
    took 
   
    him 
   
    to 
   
    his 
   
    house; 
   
    and 
   
    after 
   
    dinner 
   
    said, 
   
    that 
   
    he 
   
    had 
   
    spoken 
   
    to 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier, 
   
    and 
   
    was 
   
    in 
   
    hopes 
   
    he 
   
    would 
   
    favour 
   
    Emin 
   
    with 
   
    a 
   
    commission 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    army. 
   
    Thus 
   
    was 
   
    he 
   
    entertained 
   
    a 
   
    long 
   
    time, 
   
    and 
   
    treated 
   
    like 
   
    one 
   
    of 
   
    their 
   
    own 
   
    countrymen, 
   
    taking 
   
    pleasure 
   
    at 
   
    balls 
   
    and 
   
    concerts 
   
    in 
   
    their 
   
    garden-houses. 
   
    But 
   
    to 
   
    his 
   
    great 
   
    sorrow, 
   
    cruel 
   
    death 
   
    snatched 
   
    away 
   
    from 
   
    him 
   
    his 
   
    good 
   
    friend 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cox, 
   
    who 
   
    died 
   
    in 
   
    three 
   
    days 
   
    of 
   
    a 
   
    high 
   
    fever. 
   
    This 
   
    loss 
   
    he 
   
    felt 
   
    more 
   
    severely 
   
    than 
   
    all 
   
    his 
   
    past 
   
    adversity. 
   
    Every 
   
    one 
   
    that 
   
    knew 
   
    his 
   
    real 
   
    friendship 
   
    towards 
   
    Emin, 
   
    condoled 
   
    with 
   
    him. 
   
    The 
   
    governor, 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier, 
   
    in 
   
    particular, 
   
    comforted 
   
    him, 
   
    and 
   
    a 
   
    few 
   
    days 
   
    after 
   
    favoured 
   
    him 
   
    with 
   
    an 
   
    ensigns 
   
    brevet 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    first 
   
    brigade, 
   
    and 
   
    posted 
   
    him 
   
    as 
   
    rosaldar 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    first 
   
    troop 
   
    (or 
   
    the 
   
    Turkswars), 
   
    commanded 
   
    by 
   
    lieutenant 
   
    Baillie. 
   
    Emin 
   
    could 
   
    discover, 
   
    that 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Floyer, 
   
    then 
   
    a 
   
    counsellor, 
   
    was 
   
    very 
   
    much 
   
    against 
   
    it; 
   
    but 
   
    good 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier 
   
    would 
   
    not 
   
    change 
   
    his 
   
    resolution, 
   
    having 
   
    on 
   
    his 
   
    side 
   
    a 
   
    majority 
   
    in 
   
    council, 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Russell 
   
    and 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Eyre, 
   
    Emins 
   
    old 
   
    acquaintance 
   
    in 
   
    London, 
   
    when 
   
    they 
   
    learned 
   
    the 
   
    use 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    small-sword 
   
    of 
   
    Sherlock 
   
    the 
   
    fencing 
   
    master.
 
   
    At 
   
    the 
   
    latter 
   
    end 
   
    of 
   
    September, 
   
    Emin 
   
    was 
   
    at 
   
    the 
   
    government-house, 
   
    being 
   
    invited 
   
    by 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier 
   
    to 
   
    dinner. 
   
    There 
   
    were 
   
    a 
   
    great 
   
    many 
   
    gentlemen 
   
    present, 
   
    and 
   
    the 
   
    Council 
   
    was 
   
    sitting 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    next 
   
    room. 
   
    Before 
   
    the 
   
    tablecloth 
   
    was 
   
    laid, 
   
    in 
   
    came 
   
    the 
   
    packet 
   
    of 
   
    an 
   
    India-man 
   
    just 
   
    arrived 
   
    from 
   
    England, 
   
    and 
   
    then 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    river. 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier 
   
    was 
   
    called 
   
    out, 
   
    opened 
   
    the 
   
    box, 
   
    and 
   
    poured 
   
    all 
   
    the 
   
    letters 
   
    upon 
   
    the 
   
    table. 
   
    On 
   
    looking 
   
    over 
   
    the 
   
    directions, 
   
    he 
   
    found 
   
    one 
   
    directed 
   
    for 
   
    Emin, 
   
    who 
   
    seeing 
   
    the 
   
    seal 
   
    of 
   
    it, 
   
    immediately 
   
    knew 
   
    that 
   
    it 
   
    was 
   
    from 
   
    the 
   
    late 
   
    duke 
   
    of 
   
    Northumberland; 
   
    and 
   
    it 
   
    proved 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    an 
   
    answer 
   
    to 
   
    his 
   
    letter 
   
    from 
   
    Bosra, 
   
    over 
   
    land. 
   
    Emin, 
   
    without 
   
    breaking 
   
    it 
   
    open, 
   
    directly 
   
    presented 
   
    it 
   
    to 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier, 
   
    who, 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    Companys 
   
    letters, 
   
    entered 
   
    the 
   
    room 
   
    where 
   
    the 
   
    Council 
   
    was 
   
    sitting. 
   
    He 
   
    read 
   
    it 
   
    before 
   
    the 
   
    rest, 
   
    and 
   
    it 
   
    satisfied 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Floyer, 
   
    who 
   
    had 
   
    no 
   
    further 
   
    objection 
   
    against 
   
    the 
   
    author, 
   
    and 
   
    applauded 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier 
   
    for 
   
    patronising 
   
    him. 
   
    By 
   
    this 
   
    time 
   
    the 
   
    cloth 
   
    was 
   
    laid, 
   
    and 
   
    dinner 
   
    on 
   
    table. 
   
    The 
   
    governor 
   
    and 
   
    counsellors 
   
    came 
   
    out, 
   
    and 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier 
   
    returned 
   
    the 
   
    dukes 
   
    letter 
   
    to 
   
    Emin, 
   
    with 
   
    his 
   
    usual 
   
    cheerful 
   
    countenance, 
   
    wishing 
   
    him 
   
    joy. 
   
    At 
   
    dinner 
   
    five 
   
    minutes 
   
    had 
   
    not 
   
    past, 
   
    before 
   
    the 
   
    gentlemen 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    right 
   
    and 
   
    lefthand 
   
    side 
   
    began 
   
    reflecting 
   
    pretty 
   
    loud, 
   
    and 
   
    passing 
   
    judgment 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    dukes 
   
    letter, 
   
    on 
   
    purpose 
   
    that 
   
    he 
   
    might 
   
    hear 
   
    them, 
   
    and 
   
    by 
   
    degrees 
   
    elevated 
   
    their 
   
    voices 
   
    so 
   
    high 
   
    that 
   
    the 
   
    whole 
   
    company 
   
    heard 
   
    them 
   
    saying, 
   
    "He 
   
    is 
   
    a 
   
    knowing 
   
    sharp 
   
    fellow; 
   
    the 
   
    letter 
   
    is 
   
    his 
   
    own 
   
    composing; 
   
    as 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    close 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    table 
   
    when 
   
    the 
   
    packet 
   
    was 
   
    opened, 
   
    and 
   
    the 
   
    governor 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    rest, 
   
    impatient 
   
    for 
   
    letters, 
   
    were 
   
    sitting 
   
    over 
   
    the 
   
    box, 
   
    it 
   
    is 
   
    ten 
   
    to 
   
    one 
   
    he 
   
    shoved 
   
    it 
   
    in 
   
    with 
   
    such 
   
    dexterity 
   
    among 
   
    the 
   
    heaps, 
   
    that 
   
    none 
   
    of 
   
    us 
   
    could 
   
    perceive 
   
    it.
   
    " 
   
    For 
   
    this 
   
    Emin 
   
    cared 
   
    not 
   
    a 
   
    rush, 
   
    but 
   
    with 
   
    great 
   
    cheerfulness 
   
    made 
   
    a 
   
    hearty 
   
    dinner. 
   
    Who 
   
    should 
   
    come 
   
    in 
   
    unexpectedly 
   
    at 
   
    that 
   
    very 
   
    instant 
   
    but 
   
    one 
   
    captain 
   
    Walker, 
   
    belonging 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    Madras 
   
    establishment 
   
    (who 
   
    perhaps 
   
    came 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    ship 
   
    that 
   
    brought 
   
    the 
   
    packet); 
   
    without 
   
    pulling 
   
    his 
   
    hat 
   
    off, 
   
    inquiring 
   
    for 
   
    the 
   
    governor, 
   
    he 
   
    first 
   
    begged 
   
    to 
   
    know 
   
    if 
   
    Emin 
   
    was 
   
    among 
   
    them, 
   
    and 
   
    said, 
   
    that 
   
    he 
   
    had 
   
    a 
   
    letter 
   
    from 
   
    the 
   
    duke 
   
    of 
   
    Northumberland, 
   
    with 
   
    an 
   
    express 
   
    order 
   
    from 
   
    his 
   
    Grace 
   
    to 
   
    deliver 
   
    it 
   
    into 
   
    Emins 
   
    own 
   
    hand. 
   
    The 
   
    company 
   
    could 
   
    not 
   
    help 
   
    smiling 
   
    at 
   
    the 
   
    captains 
   
    soldierlike 
   
    roughness, 
   
    and 
   
    said, 
   
    "There 
   
    is 
   
    the 
   
    governor, 
   
    and 
   
    here 
   
    is 
   
    Emin.
   
    " 
   
    He 
   
    received 
   
    the 
   
    second 
   
    letter, 
   
    which 
   
    was 
   
    a 
   
    duplicate, 
   
    without 
   
    opening 
   
    it, 
   
    and 
   
    laid 
   
    both 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    table 
   
    before 
   
    them, 
   
    saying, 
   
    "Gentlemen, 
   
    you 
   
    are 
   
    welcome 
   
    to 
   
    read 
   
    them, 
   
    and 
   
    be 
   
    satisfied 
   
    that 
   
    Emin 
   
    has 
   
    not 
   
    the 
   
    art 
   
    to 
   
    forge 
   
    another 
   
    persons 
   
    hand-writing. 
   
    You 
   
    are 
   
    excusable, 
   
    such 
   
    hasty 
   
    opinions 
   
    must 
   
    be 
   
    imputed 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    prejudices 
   
    of 
   
    your 
   
    education; 
   
    as 
   
    yet 
   
    you 
   
    are 
   
    young, 
   
    and 
   
    newly 
   
    entered 
   
    into 
   
    the 
   
    world; 
   
    but 
   
    for 
   
    the 
   
    future, 
   
    I 
   
    hope 
   
    you 
   
    will 
   
    be 
   
    cautious, 
   
    and 
   
    not 
   
    commit 
   
    such 
   
    ungenerous 
   
    mistakes, 
   
    the 
   
    consequences 
   
    of 
   
    which 
   
    may 
   
    not 
   
    be 
   
    pleasing 
   
    to 
   
    you.
   
    " 
   
    The 
   
    gentlemen 
   
    perused 
   
    them, 
   
    and, 
   
    blushing, 
   
    made 
   
    their 
   
    apologies. 
   
    Every 
   
    one 
   
    at 
   
    the 
   
    table 
   
    read 
   
    them 
   
    over, 
   
    and 
   
    wished 
   
    Emin 
   
    well, 
   
    saying, 
   
    that 
   
    his 
   
    Graces 
   
    kindness 
   
    towards 
   
    him 
   
    was 
   
    remarkable. 
   
    The 
   
    good 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier 
   
    affably 
   
    said, 
   
    "he 
   
    richly 
   
    deserves 
   
    it 
   
    for 
   
    his 
   
    meritorious 
   
    conduct; 
   
    otherwise, 
   
    you 
   
    may 
   
    depend 
   
    upon 
   
    it, 
   
    his 
   
    Grace 
   
    would 
   
    not 
   
    take 
   
    the 
   
    pains 
   
    to 
   
    write 
   
    so 
   
    affectionately 
   
    to 
   
    him.
   
    "
 
   
    The 
   
    following 
   
    is 
   
    a 
   
    true 
   
    copy 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    letter:
 
   
    "(Duplicate.
   
    )
 
   
    Northumberland-house, 
   
    London. 
 
   
    March 
   
    14th, 
   
    1770.
 
   
    My 
   
    dear 
   
    friend 
   
    Emin,
 
   
    I 
   
    was 
   
    made 
   
    extremely 
   
    happy 
   
    a 
   
    few 
   
    days 
   
    ago 
   
    by 
   
    receiving 
   
    your 
   
    letter, 
   
    dated 
   
    the 
   
    18th 
   
    September 
   
    1769, 
   
    which 
   
    brought 
   
    me 
   
    an 
   
    account 
   
    of 
   
    your 
   
    being 
   
    in 
   
    perfect 
   
    health 
   
    and 
   
    safety 
   
    at 
   
    Bosra. 
   
    Your 
   
    former 
   
    letter 
   
    of 
   
    eight 
   
    pages, 
   
    dated 
   
    Gulistan 
   
    (in 
   
    the 
   
    mountains 
   
    of 
   
    Armenia) 
   
    1767, 
   
    was 
   
    not 
   
    received 
   
    till 
   
    last 
   
    autumn, 
   
    more 
   
    than 
   
    two 
   
    years 
   
    after 
   
    it 
   
    was 
   
    written. 
   
    So 
   
    long 
   
    a 
   
    silence 
   
    had 
   
    thrown 
   
    all 
   
    your 
   
    friends 
   
    here 
   
    into 
   
    great 
   
    apprehensions 
   
    concerning 
   
    your 
   
    situation, 
   
    which 
   
    appeared, 
   
    from 
   
    the 
   
    many 
   
    difficulties 
   
    and 
   
    dangers 
   
    that 
   
    surrounded 
   
    you, 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    truly 
   
    alarming; 
   
    but 
   
    a 
   
    great 
   
    and 
   
    noble 
   
    mind 
   
    like 
   
    yours 
   
    is 
   
    superior 
   
    to 
   
    every 
   
    difficulty, 
   
    though 
   
    it 
   
    cannot 
   
    always 
   
    command 
   
    success. 
   
    You 
   
    have 
   
    now 
   
    done 
   
    all 
   
    that 
   
    could 
   
    be 
   
    expected 
   
    of 
   
    a 
   
    brave 
   
    man, 
   
    who 
   
    loved 
   
    his 
   
    countrymen, 
   
    and 
   
    wished 
   
    to 
   
    rescue 
   
    them 
   
    from 
   
    misery 
   
    and 
   
    slavery. 
   
    If 
   
    they 
   
    would 
   
    not 
   
    concur 
   
    with 
   
    you 
   
    themselves, 
   
    that 
   
    is 
   
    their 
   
    fault; 
   
    you 
   
    have 
   
    acted 
   
    a 
   
    noble 
   
    part, 
   
    and 
   
    you 
   
    may 
   
    now 
   
    retire 
   
    to 
   
    your 
   
    father 
   
    and 
   
    your 
   
    friends, 
   
    covered 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    glory 
   
    of 
   
    having 
   
    made 
   
    such 
   
    bold 
   
    and 
   
    daring 
   
    attempts, 
   
    as 
   
    no 
   
    other 
   
    man 
   
    could 
   
    even 
   
    have 
   
    conceived: 
   
    After 
   
    so 
   
    many 
   
    years 
   
    of 
   
    your 
   
    life 
   
    spent 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    severest 
   
    fatigue 
   
    and 
   
    toil, 
   
    you 
   
    may 
   
    now, 
   
    without 
   
    the 
   
    least 
   
    injury 
   
    to 
   
    your 
   
    reputation 
   
    and 
   
    fame, 
   
    sit 
   
    down 
   
    quietly 
   
    among 
   
    your 
   
    relations 
   
    in 
   
    India, 
   
    and 
   
    pass 
   
    the 
   
    remainder 
   
    of 
   
    your 
   
    life 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    comfortable 
   
    enjoyment 
   
    of 
   
    that 
   
    peace, 
   
    retirement, 
   
    and 
   
    domestic 
   
    love, 
   
    which 
   
    you 
   
    so 
   
    generously 
   
    sacrificed 
   
    in 
   
    your 
   
    younger 
   
    years.
 
   
    As 
   
    for 
   
    the 
   
    plan 
   
    you 
   
    mention 
   
    of 
   
    coming 
   
    hither, 
   
    in 
   
    order 
   
    to 
   
    go 
   
    into 
   
    the 
   
    Russian 
   
    service 
   
    against 
   
    the 
   
    Turks, 
   
    I 
   
    fear 
   
    it 
   
    can 
   
    answer 
   
    no 
   
    purpose 
   
    whatever, 
   
    as 
   
    there 
   
    is 
   
    not 
   
    the 
   
    most 
   
    distant 
   
    chance 
   
    of 
   
    your 
   
    getting 
   
    round 
   
    to 
   
    Russia 
   
    time 
   
    enough 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    of 
   
    use. 
   
    The 
   
    approaching 
   
    campaign 
   
    will, 
   
    in 
   
    all 
   
    probability, 
   
    put 
   
    an 
   
    end 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    war 
   
    one 
   
    way 
   
    or 
   
    other; 
   
    and 
   
    it 
   
    is 
   
    not 
   
    unlikely, 
   
    that 
   
    even 
   
    before 
   
    you 
   
    receive 
   
    this 
   
    letter, 
   
    the 
   
    whole 
   
    affair 
   
    will 
   
    be 
   
    at 
   
    an 
   
    end.
 
   
    I 
   
    hope 
   
    you 
   
    will 
   
    find 
   
    your 
   
    fathers 
   
    affairs 
   
    in 
   
    India 
   
    in 
   
    such 
   
    a 
   
    situation 
   
    as 
   
    to 
   
    enable 
   
    you 
   
    to 
   
    pass 
   
    the 
   
    remainder 
   
    of 
   
    your 
   
    life 
   
    with 
   
    comfort 
   
    and 
   
    satisfaction. 
   
    I 
   
    shall 
   
    always 
   
    feel 
   
    myself 
   
    sincerely 
   
    interested 
   
    in 
   
    your 
   
    welfare, 
   
    and 
   
    shall 
   
    be 
   
    glad 
   
    to 
   
    receive 
   
    accounts 
   
    of 
   
    your 
   
    health 
   
    and 
   
    prosperity. 
   
    All 
   
    your 
   
    friends 
   
    in 
   
    England 
   
    rejoice 
   
    to 
   
    hear 
   
    that 
   
    you 
   
    are 
   
    safe 
   
    and 
   
    well; 
   
    they 
   
    send 
   
    you 
   
    their 
   
    best 
   
    wishes 
   
    and 
   
    respects. 
   
    Death 
   
    has 
   
    deprived 
   
    you 
   
    of 
   
    some 
   
    of 
   
    them: 
   
    poor 
   
    Miss 
   
    Talbot 
   
    died 
   
    about 
   
    a 
   
    month 
   
    ago. 
   
    The 
   
    Duchess 
   
    and 
   
    all 
   
    my 
   
    family 
   
    are 
   
    well. 
   
    We 
   
    salute 
   
    you, 
   
    and 
   
    I 
   
    am 
   
    with 
   
    affectionate 
   
    regard,
 
   
    My 
   
    dear 
   
    Emin,
 
  
   
    
     
       
        your 
       
        most 
       
        faithful 
       
        friend
     
      
       
         
          and 
         
          humble 
         
          servant,
       
        
         
          
           
            
             
              
               
                 
                  Northumberland.
                 
                  "
              
             
            
           
          
         
        
       
      
     
    
   
  
 
 
   
    Emin 
   
    omitted 
   
    inserting 
   
    that 
   
    when 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Cartier 
   
    favoured 
   
    him 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    brevet, 
   
    the 
   
    late 
   
    rich 
   
    Armenian 
   
    Coja 
   
    Petrus, 
   
    at 
   
    that 
   
    time 
   
    the 
   
    earthly 
   
    god 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    other 
   
    Armenians 
   
    in 
   
    Calcutta, 
   
    being 
   
    an 
   
    old 
   
    acquaintance 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    authors 
   
    father, 
   
    and 
   
    hearing 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    good 
   
    success, 
   
    thought 
   
    it 
   
    polite 
   
    to 
   
    make 
   
    him 
   
    some 
   
    presents, 
   
    and 
   
    ventured 
   
    to 
   
    send 
   
    him 
   
    a 
   
    large 
   
    horse 
   
    (worth 
   
    600 
   
    rupees), 
   
    with 
   
    rich 
   
    Turkish 
   
    silver 
   
    harness, 
   
    and 
   
    a 
   
    pair 
   
    of 
   
    stirrups 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    metal, 
   
    each 
   
    large 
   
    enough 
   
    to 
   
    weigh 
   
    four 
   
    pounds 
   
    of 
   
    silver, 
   
    together 
   
    with 
   
    several 
   
    fine 
   
    shauls, 
   
    the 
   
    whole 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    value 
   
    of 
   
    about 
   
    2000 
   
    rupees; 
   
    but 
   
    Emin, 
   
    whose 
   
    spirit 
   
    was 
   
    above 
   
    it, 
   
    though 
   
    poor, 
   
    refused 
   
    the 
   
    present, 
   
    and 
   
    returned 
   
    it 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    following 
   
    message:
 
   
    "Several 
   
    afternoons, 
   
    when, 
   
    in 
   
    obedience 
   
    to 
   
    my 
   
    father, 
   
    I 
   
    used 
   
    to 
   
    make 
   
    you 
   
    visits, 
   
    you 
   
    detained 
   
    me 
   
    in 
   
    your 
   
    house, 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    cold 
   
    season, 
   
    till 
   
    it 
   
    was 
   
    dark 
   
    and 
   
    foggy, 
   
    without 
   
    even 
   
    offering 
   
    me 
   
    a 
   
    mashal 
   
    to 
   
    light 
   
    me 
   
    home; 
   
    and 
   
    now, 
   
    when 
   
    you 
   
    see 
   
    me 
   
    supported 
   
    by 
   
    the 
   
    English, 
   
    you 
   
    send 
   
    me 
   
    presents! 
   
    I 
   
    return 
   
    them 
   
    with 
   
    many 
   
    thanks. 
   
    Be 
   
    pleased 
   
    to 
   
    send 
   
    me 
   
    some 
   
    bread 
   
    and 
   
    salt, 
   
    with 
   
    a 
   
    maund 
   
    of 
   
    rice, 
   
    and 
   
    half 
   
    a 
   
    maund 
   
    of 
   
    ghee, 
   
    to 
   
    confirm 
   
    our 
   
    friendship, 
   
    and 
   
    to 
   
    satisfy 
   
    you 
   
    that 
   
    I 
   
    can 
   
    forgive 
   
    all 
   
    your 
   
    Asiatic 
   
    artful 
   
    methods 
   
    of 
   
    setting 
   
    a 
   
    father 
   
    against 
   
    his 
   
    son, 
   
    who 
   
    was 
   
    lost, 
   
    and 
   
    then 
   
    found. 
   
    The 
   
    same 
   
    noble 
   
    nation, 
   
    through 
   
    whom 
   
    you 
   
    thrive 
   
    with 
   
    riches 
   
    among 
   
    the 
   
    Armenians 
   
    in 
   
    Calcutta, 
   
    have 
   
    provided, 
   
    and 
   
    will 
   
    provide 
   
    for 
   
    me, 
   
    rest 
   
    satisfied.
   
    "
 
   
    At 
   
    this 
   
    the 
   
    Armenians 
   
    were 
   
    astonished; 
   
    but 
   
    the 
   
    nobleminded 
   
    English 
   
    admired 
   
    it, 
   
    commending 
   
    Emin 
   
    for 
   
    his 
   
    disinterested 
   
    spirit, 
   
    when 
   
    they 
   
    heard 
   
    his 
   
    simple 
   
    reasons, 
   
    saying, 
   
    that 
   
    to 
   
    take 
   
    any 
   
    thing 
   
    which 
   
    is 
   
    given 
   
    with 
   
    an 
   
    ill-will, 
   
    is 
   
    not 
   
    better 
   
    than 
   
    exacting 
   
    it 
   
    by 
   
    main 
   
    force; 
   
    for 
   
    neither 
   
    Petrus, 
   
    nor 
   
    any 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    cast, 
   
    would 
   
    do 
   
    a 
   
    piece 
   
    of 
   
    kindness 
   
    without 
   
    having 
   
    some 
   
    low 
   
    design 
   
    in 
   
    it. 
   
    They 
   
    are 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    pitied 
   
    rather 
   
    than 
   
    blamed, 
   
    since 
   
    having 
   
    once 
   
    lost 
   
    the 
   
    sweets 
   
    of 
   
    liberty, 
   
    and 
   
    being 
   
    kept 
   
    under 
   
    exorbitant 
   
    tyranny 
   
    for 
   
    several 
   
    centuries 
   
    they 
   
    are 
   
    become 
   
    like 
   
    fatherless 
   
    children, 
   
    and 
   
    it 
   
    is 
   
    impossible 
   
    they 
   
    should 
   
    conduct 
   
    themselves 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    delicate 
   
    sentiments 
   
    as 
   
    a 
   
    free 
   
    or 
   
    polite 
   
    nation.
 
   
    NOTE.
 
   
    Khoja 
   
    Petrus 
   
    Arathoon, 
   
    the 
   
    "earthly 
   
    god 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    Calcutta 
   
    Armenians,
   
    " 
   
    died 
   
    in 
   
    1778.
 
   
    Emin 
   
    is 
   
    perhaps 
   
    a 
   
    little 
   
    unjust 
   
    to 
   
    him. 
   
    He 
   
    was 
   
    the 
   
    Armenian 
   
    previously 
   
    mentioned 
   
    as 
   
    having 
   
    supplied 
   
    the 
   
    refugees 
   
    at 
   
    Fulta 
   
    in 
   
    1756 
   
    with 
   
    provisions 
   
    for 
   
    six 
   
    months 
   
    (p. 
   
    107). 
   
    Mesrovb 
   
    Seth 
   
    says, 
   
    in 
   
    his 
    
     History 
    
     of 
    
     the 
    
     Armenians 
    
     in 
    
     India, 
   
    that 
   
    he 
   
    was 
   
    afterwards 
   
    employed 
   
    by 
   
    Clive 
   
    as 
   
    a 
   
    confidential 
   
    agent 
   
    in 
   
    negotiating 
   
    with 
   
    Mir 
   
    Jaffir 
   
    for 
   
    the 
   
    overthrow 
   
    of 
   
    Suraj-ud-Daula, 
   
    and 
   
    gives 
   
    extracts 
   
    from 
   
    Ormes 
    
     History 
    
     of 
    
     Hindostan 
   
    in 
   
    connection 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    negotiations, 
   
    in 
   
    which 
   
    he 
   
    is 
   
    spoken 
   
    of 
   
    as 
   
    "Petrus 
   
    the 
   
    Armenian.
   
    "
 
   
    Pietros 
   
    Arathoons 
   
    tombstone 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    south 
   
    choir 
   
    of 
   
    Nazareths 
   
    Armenian 
   
    Church, 
   
    Calcutta, 
   
    is 
   
    a 
   
    white 
   
    marble 
   
    stone 
   
    let 
   
    into 
   
    the 
   
    marble 
   
    flooring 
   
    with 
   
    an 
   
    inscription 
   
    in 
   
    an 
   
    exaggerated 
   
    style, 
   
    as 
   
    follows 
   
    - 
   
    "The 
   
    eminent 
   
    princely 
   
    chief 
   
    Aga 
   
    Pietros 
   
    Arathoon 
   
    of 
   
    Erivan, 
   
    New 
   
    Julfa, 
   
    Ispahan, 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    family 
   
    of 
   
    Abraham, 
   
    was 
   
    a 
   
    lustrous 
   
    hyacinthine 
   
    crown 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    whole 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    Armenian 
   
    nation. 
   
    He 
   
    acquired 
   
    a 
   
    great 
   
    fame 
   
    amongst 
   
    all 
   
    peoples 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    glory 
   
    of 
   
    his 
   
    nation. 
   
    He 
   
    worked 
   
    assiduously 
   
    and 
   
    expended 
   
    lavishly. 
   
    His 
   
    generosity 
   
    towards 
   
    the 
   
    destitute 
   
    orphans 
   
    and 
   
    widows 
   
    was 
   
    without 
   
    parallel. 
   
    By 
   
    his 
   
    frequent 
   
    munificent 
   
    gifts 
   
    he 
   
    erected 
   
    handsome 
   
    and 
   
    well-embellished 
   
    churches. 
   
    He 
   
    departed 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    hope 
   
    of 
   
    salvation 
   
    at 
   
    the 
   
    age 
   
    of 
   
    fifty-three, 
   
    and 
   
    was 
   
    placed 
   
    in 
   
    this 
   
    tomb 
   
    with 
   
    pomp, 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    year 
   
    of 
   
    Our 
   
    Lord 
   
    1778, 
   
    the 
   
    29th 
   
    of 
   
    August, 
   
    corresponding 
   
    with 
   
    the 
   
    year 
   
    163 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    era 
   
    of 
   
    Azariah, 
   
    the 
   
    12th 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    month 
   
    of 
   
    Nadar.
   
    "
 
   
    The 
   
    word 
   
    translated 
   
    princely 
   
    chief 
   
    is 
    
     Ishkhan, 
   
    - 
   
    prince, 
   
    or 
   
    absolute 
   
    ruler. 
   
    There 
   
    were 
   
    no 
   
    princes, 
   
    or 
   
    even 
   
    "meliks" 
   
    in 
   
    New 
   
    Julfa. 
   
    Next 
   
    to 
   
    Khojah 
   
    Pietros 
   
    lies 
   
    his 
   
    wife, 
   
    under 
   
    a 
   
    plain 
   
    stone 
   
    of 
   
    blackish 
   
    grey 
   
    marble, 
   
    inscribed 
   
    with 
   
    five 
   
    lines 
   
    of 
   
    Armenian, 
   
    as 
   
    follows.
 
   
    This 
   
    is 
   
    the 
   
    tomb 
   
    of 
   
    Dastagool, 
   
    the 
   
    daughter 
   
    of 
   
    Aga 
   
    Minas 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    family 
   
    of 
   
    Khoja 
   
    Minas 
   
    of 
   
    Erivan 
   
    (a 
   
    parish 
   
    of 
   
    Julfa) 
   
    and 
   
    wife 
   
    of 
   
    Aga 
   
    Pietros. 
   
    She 
   
    departed 
   
    this 
   
    life 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    3rd 
   
    of 
   
    June 
   
    1805.
 
   
    Pietros 
   
    Arathoon 
   
    erected 
   
    two 
   
    small 
   
    altars 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    Armenian 
   
    Church 
   
    in 
   
    Calcutta; 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    north 
   
    and 
   
    south 
   
    sides 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    sanctuary 
   
    there 
   
    are 
   
    respectively 
   
    a 
   
    vestry 
   
    and 
   
    a 
   
    sacristy, 
   
    and 
   
    a 
   
    flight 
   
    of 
   
    steps 
   
    was 
   
    introduced 
   
    in 
   
    each, 
   
    leading 
   
    up 
   
    to 
   
    an 
   
    altar 
   
    on 
   
    a 
   
    higher 
   
    elevation 
   
    than 
   
    the 
   
    principal 
   
    altar. 
   
    In 
   
    an 
   
    Armenian 
   
    church 
   
    there 
   
    should 
   
    be 
   
    only 
   
    the 
   
    one 
   
    altar, 
   
    but 
   
    apparently 
   
    a 
   
    man 
   
    of 
   
    Pietros 
   
    Arathoons 
   
    position 
   
    was 
   
    privileged 
   
    to 
   
    make 
   
    an 
   
    innovation, 
   
    The 
   
    inscriptions 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    walls 
   
    facing 
   
    the 
   
    congregation 
   
    above 
   
    the 
   
    doors 
   
    leading 
   
    from 
   
    the 
   
    choirs 
   
    into 
   
    the 
   
    vestry 
   
    and 
   
    sacristy 
   
    are 
   
    as 
   
    follows. 
   
    In 
   
    the 
   
    north 
   
    choir 
   
    -
 
   
    This 
   
    altar 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    name 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    Apostles 
   
    S. 
   
    Peter 
   
    and 
   
    S. 
   
    Paul 
   
    is 
   
    [erected] 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    memory 
   
    of 
   
    Aga 
   
    Pietros, 
   
    the 
   
    son 
   
    of 
   
    Arathoon, 
   
    a 
   
    native 
   
    of 
   
    Old 
   
    Erivan, 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    year 
   
    of 
   
    Our 
   
    Lord 
   
    1763.
 
   
    In 
   
    the 
   
    south 
   
    choir 
   
    -
 
   
    This 
   
    altar 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    name 
   
    of 
   
    S. 
   
    Gregory 
   
    the 
   
    Illuminator 
   
    is 
   
    [erected] 
   
    to 
   
    the 
   
    memory 
   
    of 
   
    Aga 
   
    Gricor, 
   
    the 
   
    son 
   
    of 
   
    Arathoon, 
   
    a 
   
    native 
   
    of 
   
    Old 
   
    Erivan, 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    year 
   
    of 
   
    Our 
   
    Lord, 
   
    1763, 
   
    December 
   
    21st.
 
   
    Both 
   
    altars 
   
    were 
   
    erected 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    lifetime 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    donor.
 
   
    Aga 
   
    Gricor 
   
    (Gregory), 
   
    known 
   
    in 
   
    Indian 
   
    history 
   
    as 
   
    Gurgin 
   
    Khan, 
   
    was 
   
    the 
   
    brother 
   
    of 
   
    Aga 
   
    Pietros. 
   
    He 
   
    was 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    service 
   
    of 
   
    Mir 
   
    Kasim, 
   
    commanding 
   
    his 
   
    soldiery, 
   
    and 
   
    he 
   
    fought 
   
    against 
   
    the 
   
    troops 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    E.
   
    I.
   
    Co. 
   
    He 
   
    established 
   
    a 
   
    foundry 
   
    at 
   
    Monghyr 
   
    for 
   
    casting 
   
    cannon 
   
    and 
   
    manufacturing 
   
    firelocks. 
   
    He 
   
    died 
   
    by 
   
    assassination 
   
    in 
   
    August, 
   
    1763, 
   
    and 
   
    his 
   
    brother 
   
    erected 
   
    the 
   
    small 
   
    attar 
   
    to 
   
    his 
   
    memory 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    same 
   
    year. 
   
    Aga 
   
    Pietros 
   
    was 
   
    also 
   
    the 
   
    founder 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    Armenian 
   
    church 
   
    at 
   
    Saidabad, 
   
    built 
   
    in 
   
    1758.
 
   
    In 
   
    the 
   
    letters 
   
    written 
   
    to 
   
    Governor 
   
    Vansittart 
   
    after 
   
    the 
   
    massacre 
   
    at 
   
    Patna 
   
    referred 
   
    to 
   
    elsewhere 
   
    (published 
   
    in 
    
     Bengal 
    
     Past 
    
     and 
    
     Present, 
   
    vol. 
   
    vi, 
   
    p. 
   
    255), 
   
    there 
   
    is 
   
    the 
   
    following 
   
    passage 
   
    - 
   
    "They 
   
    likewise 
   
    say 
   
    that 
   
    immediately 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    receipt 
   
    of 
   
    the 
   
    News 
   
    of 
   
    our 
   
    Storming 
   
    Ouda 
   
    Nulla, 
   
    Cossim 
   
    Aly 
   
    Cawn 
   
    ordered 
   
    all 
   
    the 
   
    English 
   
    to 
   
    be 
   
    sent 
   
    out 
   
    on 
   
    the 
   
    River 
   
    and 
   
    sunk 
   
    there, 
   
    but 
   
    was 
   
    prevented 
   
    by 
   
    Coja 
   
    Gregore 
   
    who, 
   
    had 
   
    he 
   
    lived, 
   
    they 
   
    say 
   
    would 
   
    have 
   
    prevented 
   
    the 
   
    horrid 
   
    Affair.
   
    " 
   
    - 
   
    Coja 
   
    Gregore 
   
    is 
   
    Gregory, 
   
    the 
   
    brother 
   
    of 
   
    Aga 
   
    Pietros.
 
   
    EMINS 
   
    APPOINTMENT 
   
    AS 
   
    ENSIGN.
 
   
    Fort 
   
    William. 
   
    October 
   
    27. 
   
    1770
 
   
    Sir
 
   
    G. 
   
    C.
 
   
    Parole, 
   
    Bombay.
 
   
    The 
   
    Governor 
   
    has 
   
    been 
   
    pleased 
   
    to 
   
    grant 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Emin 
   
    an 
   
    Ensigns 
   
    Brevet, 
   
    & 
   
    he 
   
    is 
   
    to 
   
    take 
   
    Rank 
   
    in 
   
    the 
   
    Army 
   
    as 
   
    Youngest 
   
    Ensign.
 
   
    I 
   
    am,
 
  
   
     
      Sir
   
    
     
      
       
        
         
           
            Your 
           
            most 
           
            ob. 
           
            H. 
           
            Serv.
         
          
           
             
              (Signed) 
             
              Robt 
             
              Kyd
           
             
              Town 
             
              Major
          
         
        
       
      
     
    
   
  
 
 
   
    Mr. 
   
    Emin.
  
 
   
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    Mr. 
   
    A. 
   
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