Having allowed a few days to elapse, in order to give time for his

anger to cool, she alluded to the subject in Solyman’s presence, and

spoke of the thoughtlessness of young men, quoting similar acts which

had been done by his forefathers. She reminded the Sultan that ‘natural

instinct teaches everyone to protect himself and his family, and that

death is welcome to none; that the mind of a young man can easily

be seduced from the right path by the suggestions of unscrupulous

advisers. It was only fair,’ she said, ‘to pardon a first fault,

and if his son came to his senses he would have saved him to his own

great benefit as a father; but if Bajazet should go back to his former

ways, it would then be time to punish him, as he deserved, for both

his misdeeds. If he would not grant this mercy to his erring son, she

implored him to grant it to a mother’s prayers. She begged for the

life of the son she had borne, and entreated him to spare their common

child. What must be her feelings,’ she continued, ‘if, of the two sons

whom God had spared her, one should be reft away by his unrelenting

father. He ought to control his wrath, and lean to mercy rather than

severity, however just that severity might be; for the Deity, whose

power and justice were infinite, did not clothe himself always in

severity, but to a great extent allowed mercy to prevail, otherwise the

human race could not suffice to supply victims for his vengeance. To

whom ought a man to extend mercy, if not to his children? Henceforth

Bajazet would be a dutiful son, and, freed by this great act of grace

from his present fears, overflow with love and obedience towards his

father; there was no surer bond for noble souls than kind and generous

treatment; the recollection of the pardon he had received would prevent

Bajazet from repeating his offence. She pledged her word for him, and

undertook that he should henceforth be a good and dutiful son.’

By these words, accompanied as they were with tears and caresses,

Solyman was softened; and being at all times too much under his wife’s

influence, he changed his resolve, and determined to spare Bajazet,

on condition of his coming and receiving his commands in person. The

mother was equal to the occasion, and wrote secretly to Bajazet,

telling him not to be afraid to come when he was sent for, he would

be perfectly safe; she had obtained his restoration to his father’s

favour, from whose mind all displeasure had been removed. On receiving

this message his hopes rose, and he determined to trust himself in his

father’s hands; but he was not without fears, as he thought every now

and then of his brother Mustapha, whose fate testified pretty clearly

to the magnitude of the danger he was incurring. Accordingly, he came

to the place appointed for the conference, which was a public inn a few

miles from Constantinople, called Carestran. This was in accordance

with a rule of the Turkish Court, that no grown-up son of the Sultan

should during his father’s lifetime set foot within the walls of

Constantinople, lest he should tamper with the household troops, and

endeavour to seize the throne. On dismounting, he found his father’s

slaves waiting for him with an order to lay aside his sword and dagger.

Nor was there anything unusual in this, as it is the general rule

for those who are admitted to an audience with the Sultan; still it

was a precaution which was not calculated to allay the fears of his

conscience-stricken son. But his mother, foreseeing how frightened he

would be when entering his father’s presence, had stationed herself in

a chamber close to the entrance of the house, by which Bajazet must

pass. As he went by, he could hear his mother calling to him through a

little canvas-covered window, and saying, ‘Corcoma, oglan, corcoma’;

i.e., Do not fear, my son, do not fear. These words from his mother

gave Bajazet no little comfort. On entering, his father bade him

take a seat by his side, and proceeded to lecture him most seriously

on the rashness of his conduct in venturing to take up arms under

circumstances which made it not improbable that he himself was the

object of his attack; and granting that his attempt was directed only

against his brother, it was even then an outrageous crime.

‘He had done what he could towards destroying the very foundations

of the Moslem faith, by bringing to the verge of ruin through family

feuds that which was nowadays its only support—the imperial power of

the house of Othman; this consideration alone ought to prevent a true

believer from entertaining such a design.

‘On the wrong and insult to himself,’ continued the Sultan, ‘he would

not dwell, though he had attempted to seize the throne during his

lifetime, and thus committed an unpardonable offence, for which no

possible punishment could ever atone; in spite of all this, he had

determined to spare him, and deal with him rather as a kind father

than as a strict judge, in the hope that he would henceforward leave

the care of the future in the hands of God; none of these matters

depended on man’s pleasure, it was by God’s decree that kingdoms

went and kingdoms came. If fate ordained that after his death he

(Bajazet) should reign, the matter was settled, the realm would come

to him without any effort on his part; no human means could avail to

hinder that which was appointed from on high; but if God had decreed

otherwise, it was mere madness to toil and strive against His will,

and, as it were, to fight against God. In short, he must leave off

fomenting disorders, cease to attack a brother who did nothing to

provoke him, and refrain from troubling his aged father. But if he

returned to his old courses, and stirred up another storm, it should

break on his own head, and there should be no pardon for a second

offence; in that case he would not find in him a gentle father, but a

stern judge.’

When he had thus spoken, and Bajazet had made a short and judicious

reply, apologising for his fault rather than palliating it, and

promising submission for the future to his father’s will, Solyman

ordered the national beverage to be brought in, and handed to his

son—it was a compound of sugar and water, flavoured with the juice of

certain herbs. Bajazet, longing, but not daring, to refuse it, drank

as much as appearances required, with misgiving in his heart that this

might be the last cup he should ever taste. But presently his father

removed his anxiety by taking a draught from the same cup. Bajazet

therefore was more fortunate than Mustapha in his interview with his

father, and was allowed to return to his government.[158]

I have a few things to tell you about Achmet’s death. Some think he

was accused of a secret leaning towards Mustapha, or at any rate of

negligence in not detecting the conspiracy of the pretender and Bajazet

till it was almost too late. Others think that he had long before been

sentenced to death for robberies and depredations committed by him at

a time when he was without official rank, and fighting for his own

hand; and that this sentence, which, on account of his gallantry and

military skill, had been postponed, though never actually remitted,

was now to be put into execution. Others, again, think that the wish

to restore Roostem to his old position was the one and only reason for

putting Achmet to death. Solyman was believed to have promised Achmet

never to deprive him of the seal of office so long as he lived. When

circumstances necessitated the restoration of the seal to Roostem, he

was obliged, in order to keep his pledge and avoid a breach of faith,

to put Achmet to death, and hence the order for his execution. They

declare also that Solyman said, it was better for him to die once than

to die a thousand times, as would be the case, if he survived to be

perpetually tormented with vain regret for the power that had been

snatched from his hands and given to another. However that may be, one

morning when he had gone to the Divan (which I have already explained

to be the council chamber), without the slightest knowledge of what

was about to happen, a messenger came to sentence him to death in the

Sultan’s name. Achmet, being a man of marvellous courage, received the

announcement with almost as much composure as if it were no concern

of his. All he did was to repulse the hangman, who was preparing to

perform his office, deeming it unfitting that one who had but lately

held so exalted a position, should be touched by his polluted hands.

Glancing round on the bystanders, he begged as a favour of a gentleman,

with whom he was on friendly terms, to act as his executioner, telling

him that it was a kindness he should greatly value, and the last he

would ever be able to do to him; after many entreaties, his friend

acceded to his request. When this was settled, Achmet enjoined him,

after putting the bowstring round his neck, not to strangle him at the

first pull, but to slacken it and allow him to draw one breath; after

which he was to tighten the string until he was dead; this fancy of his

was duly complied with. A strange wish, methinks, to pry at such a time

into the mystery of death, and pay one visit to the threshold of the

king of terrors before passing his portals for ever!

After his death the badges of his former office and the post of Chief

Vizier were restored to Roostem. As to your inquiry about my return, I

may answer in the words of the famous quotation, ‘Facilis descensus

Averni.’ Well, He who guided me on my way hither will bring me back

in His own good time. In the meanwhile, I shall console myself in my

loneliness and troubles with my old friends, my books; friends who have

never failed me hitherto, but have done their master true and loyal

service by night and day. Farewell.

Constantinople, July 14, 1556.[159]

LETTER III.

Introduction—Departure of Busbecq’s colleagues and

preceding negotiations—Turkish hawking—Busbecq summoned

to Adrianople—Earthquake there—Account of earthquake at

Constantinople—Busbecq returns to Constantinople—Hires

a house there—Is forced to go back to his former

abode—Description of it—Anecdotes of animals in

it—Busbecq’s menagerie—How Busbecq’s friend availed

himself of the Turkish abhorrence of pigs—Stories of

a lynx, a crane, a stag—Turkish mendicants—Turkish

slaves—Busbecq’s kite-shooting—His tame partridges from

Chios—Mode of keeping them—Artificial egg-hatching in

Egypt—Turkish horses—Camels—Their use in war—Turkish

commissariat—Turkish and Christian soldiers

contrasted—Their clothing and equipment—Illustration

from Cæsar of Turkish tactics—Turkish kindness to

animals—Cats preferred to dogs—Mahomet and his

cat—Narrow escape of a Venetian who ill-treated a

bird—Turkish fondness for birds—Tame nightingales

and goldfinches—Turkish women and marriage

laws—Divorces—Baths for women—Extraordinary story of

an old woman—Busbecq’s letters intercepted—Pashas

puzzled by supposed cipher—Conversations with

Roostem—Hungarian affairs—Ali Pasha appointed commander

there—His character and appearance—Besieges Szigeth

unsuccessfully—Turkish army preserved by advice of a

Sanjak-bey—His subsequent treatment—Retreat and death

of Ali Pasha—Capture of Gran—Skirmishes and raids in

Croatia—Turkish and Persian dread of fire-arms—Story

of Roostem’s corps of musketeers—Turkish opinion of

duelling—Arslan bey—Account of the Mingrelians and

their king—Busbecq’s life and occupations—Turkish

archery—Turkish readiness to adopt foreign inventions

and customs—Lemnian earth—Why some Turks have their

children baptised—Parthian tactics of the Turks—Busbecq’s

acquaintances of various nations—Rudeness of a Cavasse

and Busbecq’s retaliation—Story of Roostem—Turkish

treatment of ambassadors—Story of a Venetian

ambassador—Emblematic present from Roostem—Beginning

of Bajazet’s rebellion—Removal of him and Selim to new

governments—Reluctance of Bajazet to obey—Selim marches

on Ghemlik—Bajazet’s remonstrances and his father’s

reply—Missions of Mehemet and Pertau Pashas to Selim

and Bajazet—Reluctance of Solyman’s troops—The Mufti

consulted—Message of Bajazet to Solyman—His preparations

at Angora—Characters of the rival brothers—Address of

Bajazet to his army—His defeat at Koniah and retreat

to Amasia—Reputation he gains by his conduct—Solyman

crosses to Asia—His motives—Busbecq a spectator of

his departure—Description of the procession—Busbecq

summoned to Solyman’s camp—Description of it—Turkish

observance of Ramazan—Impression made on a Turk by the

carnival—Why wine was forbidden by Mahomet—Turkish

military punishments—Quarrel of Busbecq’s servants

with some Janissaries—Light in which the Janissaries

are regarded by the Sultan—Albert de Wyss—Bajazet’s

proceedings at Amasia—Description of Persia—Characters

of Shah Tahmasp and his son—Solyman’s policy towards

Bajazet—Flight of Bajazet to Persia—Description of the

celebration of Bairam by the army—Return of Busbecq to

Constantinople—Incidents of Bajazet’s flight—Solyman

is dissuaded from marching against Persia—Disaffection

among his troops—Bajazet’s arrival in Persia—His

reception by the Shah—Duplicity of the Shah—His probable

motives—Bajazet’s troops separated and massacred in

detail—He and his family are thrown into prison—Opinions

as to his probable fate—Influence of these events on

Busbecq’s negotiations—His course of policy—Conclusion.

Of course you have heard of the last arrangements. Well, my colleagues

left me some time ago, and I am alone at Constantinople. A strange

fancy, I think I hear you say. What on earth can have induced him to

stay among savages, an exile from his dear native land? But while you

exclaim at my choice, you do not forget to ask for every scrap of

news I have to give, solemnly promising to accept it all—good, bad,

and indifferent—just as it comes. You have other questions which you

wish answered. What books am I reading? What am I doing? How do I get

through the day? Do I ever go out? Come, come, what you are plaguing

me for is, I see, not a letter but a diary. Again, you are specially

anxious for information about Bajazet’s fortunes, touching which, you

say, there are many rumours at home. You assert that I am under an

engagement to give you news of him, and you demand heavy damages for

breach of contract! I believe you intend dragging me into court, and

are already preparing your pleadings! Pray do not be so hard! Restrain

your passion, my friend; or if nothing else will serve, take the full

sum; I will pay interest as well, in fact do or pay anything sooner

than be brought into court, though indeed a demurrer would probably lie

to your claim, for surely after so long an interval I might set up the

Statute of Limitations.

When my colleagues, with whom my former letters have made you

acquainted, saw that we had already wasted three years here, and that

no progress had been made towards peace, or even towards an armistice

of any duration, and there appeared hardly any hope of gaining anything

if they stayed, they sought leave to return. Now I must tell you that

it is easy enough to get here; the difficult thing is to get away![160]

and they had much trouble before they could obtain Solyman’s consent.

After this we had to decide whether we should all three leave, or I

should remain behind, while my two colleagues, who had been longer at

Constantinople, returned home. For this point Solyman had left for our

decision, as he was afraid, if he kept one of us, that people would

think that he was anxious for peace. My colleagues considered it was

essential to the Emperor’s interest that one of us should remain. This

was tolerably obvious; but, while I shared their opinion, I thought

it politic to dissemble, and so, whenever the subject was mentioned

in the presence of Turks, I took care to express my dissatisfaction

with any arrangement which kept me at Constantinople. ‘Admitting that

I had come to discharge the duties of an ambassador in ordinary, yet

such a position implied that peace had been concluded. While this was

uncertain, I did not see how I could remain at the Sultan’s court

without disobeying my instructions, or at any rate going beyond them.

The proper course,’ I added, ‘would be for one and all of us to receive

our passports.’

I took this line in order to make them press me to stay, knowing that

it would make a material difference in my position whether I remained

at the request of the Turkish Government or of my own free will. I

was fully alive to the fact that if none of us remained to represent

his Majesty, there was a probability, or rather a certainty, of war;

whereas if I stayed, the prospects of a peaceful arrangement would not

be prejudiced. While communications were being exchanged between Vienna

and Constantinople, a long time would elapse, in which many things

might occur to improve our position. Finally, anything was better than

needlessly to plunge into the horrors of war. These considerations did

not blind me to the fact, that, as far as my own personal interest was

concerned, I was acting imprudently in remaining behind. I foresaw the

additional responsibility I must undertake, and the risks and dangers

of the position I was to occupy, which, great as they must be in any

case, would become extremely serious if the negotiations ended in war.

But men who take upon themselves the onerous office of ambassador must

not allow considerations of this kind to come between them and their

duty to the State.

Roostem, in his excessive anxiety to keep me, played as it were

into my hands. No doubt he understood how much the chances of peace

would be diminished by our departure in a body, and the rupture of

the negotiations which were pending. His chief reason for dreading

an outbreak of hostilities was the effect it would probably have on

Solyman’s sons, who would be sure to take up arms as soon as their

father marched for Hungary. However quiet Selim might be, he knew that

Bajazet would be certain to attack him; and the deep interest which

he, his wife, and his mother-in-law took in the younger prince, made

him anxious that nothing should occur to provoke a step on his part

which he foresaw would be his destruction. Therefore, having summoned

us to his house, he communicated at great length to my colleagues the

considerations he wished to be brought before his Majesty to induce him

to agree to the terms the Sultan offered. But he urged me to stay at my

post, and to persevere in my efforts for the re-establishment of peace.

There was no doubt, he said, that the course he recommended would meet

with the Emperor’s approval, as he had never shown himself averse to

peace. I, on the other hand, expressed annoyance at his proposals,

and made objections to them, as far as I could do so with decency and

safety. On this Roostem grew eager, and begged me not to take a step

which must necessarily put an end to all prospect of peace, saying that

his Emperor[161] was eager to lead his army into Hungary, and would

have done so long ago, if he himself had not through the influence of

certain ladies[162] (meaning his wife and mother-in-law) prevented him.

To use his own expression, they had detained him by seizing the hem of

his garment. He implored us not to go on teasing and provoking against

ourselves the rage of a sleeping lion. I began to be less decided in

my refusals, and to say that I would stay, did I not fear that the

Pashas would be unreasonable in their treatment of me. I felt sure, I

added, that if anything occurred to displease them they would hold me

responsible for it, and make me the scapegoat, even for matters totally

out of my power to prevent. Roostem told me not to be afraid, saying

that whatever turn things might take, nothing should be laid to my

charge; if I would only remain he would undertake to protect me, and,

to use his own expression, would regard me as his brother. I replied

that I would think it over, and so we departed.

The next day we were summoned to the Divan,[163] or Council of State,

where almost the same scene was enacted, except that Roostem, on

account of the presence of the other Pashas was more guarded in his

language. Before I finally agreed to remain, I deposited a protest

with the Pashas, in which I put on record that I was remaining without

knowing what my master’s wishes might be, and therefore reserved all

questions for his decision without prejudice. I undertook nothing,

and did not engage to be responsible for the result which God had

foreordained. This protest was afterwards of great service to me

when affairs looked gloomy, and the Pashas were inclined to treat me

harshly. I have now given you my reasons for remaining.

The departure of my colleagues took place towards the end of August

1557. In the following winter the Sultan, according to his usual

custom, removed to Adrianople, with the double object of making a

demonstration against Hungary and of enjoying the good hawking and the

bracing climate, which he thought were beneficial to his health. At

the junction of the rivers near Adrianople are wide tracts of flooded

lands, on which there are great quantities of wild ducks, geese,

herons, eagles, cranes, and buzzards. To capture these he generally

uses a small species of eagle; these birds are trained to seek their

quarry in the clouds, and bring it down, or to seize it as it flies

beneath them, and with one swoop dash it to the ground.[164] I hear he

has falcons so well trained that they can bring down a crane, striking

it under the wing in such a way as to keep clear of its beak, on which

they would otherwise be impaled. Their boldness, however, is not always

successful, for if they make the least mistake, they immediately suffer

for it; the crane’s beak goes through them like an arrow, and they

tumble lifeless to the ground.

For the reasons I have mentioned, the Sultan makes a practice every

year of repairing to Adrianople at the beginning of the winter, and

of not returning to Constantinople till the frogs drive him away with

their croaking.

Shortly after the departure of the Court, I received a letter from

Roostem ordering me to follow. Some horsemen were attached to me as an

escort, and also sixteen Janissaries, either as a mark of honour or to

prevent my escaping. As I was directed to come with all speed, at first

we travelled by long stages, but we had scarcely commenced our third

day’s journey when the Janissaries began to grumble. It was winter, and

they had to trudge along muddy roads, so our long marches were not at

all to their liking; they declared that when they were campaigning with

the Sultan they did not march more than half the distance, and said

they could not stand it. This troubled me, as I did not wish to be hard

on them. At last, while I was considering with my attendants what to

do for them, one of them suggested that they were very fond of a sort

of omelette, which my cook compounded of wine and eggs with plenty of

sugar and spices. ‘Possibly,’ said he, ‘if they were served with this

for breakfast every day, they would make fewer complaints of fatigue

and be more obliging.’ Queer as the suggestion was, I determined to

try it, and the result was a most complete success, for they were so

charmed with the omelette, and so merry with the wine with which I

plied them, that they were ready to start before the order came, and

volunteered to follow me to Buda if I would always treat them so.

Travelling thus, I arrived at Adrianople, where I was obliged to listen

to the complaints, not to say abuse, of Roostem about the raids and

robberies of the Hungarians. To these, however, the answer was not far

to seek, for I was able to tell him of the numerous wrongs which our

people daily received from Turkish soldiers. He could not be surprised,

I added, if the Christians retaliated.

I was enabled to answer him thus by the arrival of a courier with

despatches from the Emperor, in which he narrated the outrages

perpetrated every day by the Turks in our territory, in violation of

the armistice which we had made for a fixed period on the departure

of my colleagues; how they harried the miserable peasantry with their

ceaseless raids, plundered their property, and carried off into

captivity themselves, their wives, and their children.

I must not omit to mention that on the day of the courier’s arrival at

Adrianople there was a great earthquake, _à propos_ of which he related,

that he had felt an earthquake, which he considered to be the same, at

Nisch and Sofia, and many other places through which he had journeyed,

so that the air enclosed in the caverns of the earth seemed to have

run a race with him and to have travelled almost as fast as he had

ridden. In confirmation of this theory, I must tell you that a similar

earthquake was felt four days later at Constantinople; here are the

data and you can make your own deductions.

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