CHAPTER LXXVI

Hajji Baba writes the history of Europe and with his ambassador returns

to Persia.

I returned to my ambassador full of the information I had acquired,

and all-joyous at the success which had attended my first essay in

diplomatic life. He was delighted at the memoir I had drawn up from

the materials furnished me by the Katib, and as long as we remained at

Constantinople daily sent me in search of further particulars, until

we both thought ourselves sufficiently in force to be able to draw up

a general History of Europe, which the Centre of the Universe in his

instructions to the ambassador had ordered him to present on his return.

Most assiduously did I apply myself in composing this precious morsel of

history. I made a rough draft, which was submitted to the correction

of my chief, and when he had seasoned its contents to the palate of the

King of Kings, softening down those parts which might appear improbable,

and adding to those not sufficiently strong, he delivered it over to a

clerk, who in a fair hand transcribed the whole, until a very handsome

volume was produced. It was duly bound, ornamented, and inserted in a

silk and muslin bag, and then the ambassador conceived it might be fit

to be placed in the hands of the Shah.

Mirza Firouz having now, as he conceived, accomplished the objects of

his mission, prepared to return, and announced his intention not only

of taking me with him, but also of continuing me in the employ of the

government as soon as we should reach Tehran; ‘for,’ said he, ‘a person

so well acquainted with the interests of the Franks will be of great use

in treating with the infidel ambassadors now in Persia.’

He could not have devised a plan better suited to my wishes; for after

my cruel treatment by the Turks, I hated everything relating to

them. Their city was become odious to me, and whenever I thought upon

Shekerleb my heart swelled with rage. Much time had now elapsed since

my affair with the chief priest of Tehran. The mollah Nadân, so I had

heard, had long ago been blown from the mouth of a mortar, and the

widow, whom I left in the hands of the Cûrds, had never returned to

Persia. Therefore, I concluded I might show myself in all safety, for

I argued thus: should I even be recognized, still who would venture to

molest me, powerfully protected as I should be by men in office? The

chief executioner had recovered possession of his horse and furniture,

when the unfortunate Nadân had been seized; and there was every reason

to suppose that Abdul Kerim had shared the fate of his mistress, the

chief priest’s widow, for he had no more been heard of; so I did not

fear that he would call upon me to refund the hundred tomauns. What

had I then to apprehend on returning to Tehran? Nothing that I could

foresee; and if once it were known that I was a servant of the Shah,

even being a thousand times more criminal than I was in fact, I might

put my cap on one side and walk all over the empire with impunity.

Fortified by these reflections, I made my preparations with alacrity to

accompany the ambassador. But previous to our departure, I determined

upon visiting my countrymen in the caravanserai, where with a better

chance of success I now might give myself those airs of importance which

had succeeded so ill at my last exhibition. Having taken some trouble to

make it well understood that I was attached to the embassy, I no longer

dreaded their contempt; and such is the respect that one invested with

that character is sure to inspire, that on this occasion I had no reason

to complain of any want of attention. Every word addressed to me was now

prefaced with, By your favour, By your condescension, May your kindness

never be less; and compliments which never ended, interlarded all the

fine discourses I heard. To hear them, nobody could have ever supposed

that I was the same person whom not two months before they had laughed

to scorn: on the contrary, one ignorant of the circumstance would have

set me down for a personage upon whom the issues of life and death

depended. But when I took my leave of the old Osman, I found him

unchanged, and every word he spoke showed that his affection for the son

of the barber of Ispahan was the feeling which ever actuated his conduct

towards me. ‘Go, my son,’ said he, as he parted from me, ‘whether you be

a prisoner with the Turcomans, or a priest, or a seller of pipe-sticks,

or a Turkish aga, or a Persian mirza; be you what you may. I shall

always put up my prayers for your prosperity, and may Allah attend your

steps wherever you go.’

Having made his visits of ceremony, and taken his leave of the Turkish

authorities, the ambassador left Scutari, accompanied by a large company

of his own countrymen, who conducted him about one parasang on the

road to Persia, and then received their dismissal. Our journey was

propitious, and nothing took place in it worthy of notice from the day

of our departure until our arrival in Persia. At Erivan we heard the

news of the day, though but imperfectly; but at Tabriz, the seat of

Abbas Mirza’s government, we were initiated into the various questions

which then agitated the country and the court. The principal one was the

rivalry between the French and English ambassadors; the object of the

former, who had already been received by the Shah, being to keep away

the latter, who had not yet reached the foot of the throne.

Various were the anecdotes related of the exertions made by them to

attain their ends, and the whole of Persia was thrown into astonishment

upon seeing infidels come so far from their own countries, at so much

trouble and expense, to quarrel in the face of a whole nation of true

believers, who were sure to despise, to deride, and to take them in.

The Frenchman, by way of enforcing his demands, constantly brought

forward the power of his own sovereign, his greatness and preponderance

over all the states of Europe, and did not cease to extol the immense

numbers of troops he could bring into the field.

To this he was answered, ‘That may be very true; but what is that to

us? Whole empires intervene, and, therefore, what affinity can there be

between France and Persia?

‘But,’ said the Frenchman, ‘we want to conquer India from the English,

and we wish to have an open road through your territories.’

‘What is that to us?’ again said the Shah: ‘you may want India, but we

are in no way anxious to entertain your troops.’

‘But we will conquer Georgia for you, put you in possession of Teflis,

and secure you from further molestation from the Russians.’

‘That is another case,’ said the Shah; ‘when once we see the effects of

your interference, and hear that there are no more Russians on this side

the Caucasus, we will treat with you: until then we can allow no passage

through our territories, nor break with our old friends the English!’

On the other hand, the English said, ‘The French can have no other

object in coming to Persia than to molest us; we require that you send

them away.’

‘How!’ said the Shah, ‘we cannot do that; for that would be against the

laws of hospitality. The gate of our palace is open to every one.’

‘But,’ urged the English, ‘you must either retain one or the other--and

must decide between us. Either agree to be our friends and expel the

French, or make up your minds to receive us as enemies.’

‘Why should we make ourselves enemies to please you? We want to be

friends with all the world.’

‘But,’ continued the English, ‘we will help and strengthen you, and give

you money.’

‘Oh! that is another case,’ said the Shah; ‘tell me how much, and then

all may be done.’

Such was nearly the state of things when we left Tabriz, and as my

ambassador was expected with impatience at Tehran, we did not tarry long

with the prince royal, but prosecuted our journey with all dispatch.

On the morning of our arrival at Sultanieh, on the road from Tehran, we

discovered a long train of horsemen with their baggage, whom we could

make out were not Persians, and whom as they approached we saw were

Franks. They were accompanied by a mehmander, an officer from the Shah,

who informed us, that this was the French embassy on its return, who it

seems had been politely requested to take its leave; and it was moreover

added, that the English ambassador would very shortly take its place.

This at once explained how matters stood at court, and that between the

rival bidders for his majesty’s favour, the King of Kings had come to a

good market. My ambassador was rather surprised how such a determination

could have been taken previous to his arrival, fraught as he was

with important information upon all the nations of Europe; but every

difficulty is easily explained away when money is permitted to exert its

eloquence, particularly if one recollects the words of the sheikh--

‘Let money only appear, and every head is prostrate.

’Tis thus, the heaviest weight in the scales lowers the iron beam.’

We were happy to have an opportunity of observing the manners of a

nation about whom we had lately heard so much, and as we passed the day

together in the same place, my chief did not fail to make himself known

to the French ambassador.

We expected of course to find them much depressed in spirits, and in

no good humour, having been driven as it were from the presence of the

Earth’s Centre; but what was our surprise to remark the contrary! Never

did Persia see such a company of madmen. They were singing, dancing,

and making the lûti all the livelong day. They all talked at once, one

louder than the other, without any apparent deference to rank, for all

seemed on the same footing. Without in the least respecting our carpets,

they were eternally pacing them with rapid strides, and, what most

shocked our feelings, spitting upon them. As I now looked upon myself in

some measure identified with the Franks, considering at what pains I

had lately been to acquire information concerning them, I endeavoured to

discover if there was any affinity between their language and ours;

but not a word could I comprehend. However, I thought to have made some

progress in it, by recollecting and writing down the words in their

speech which most frequently occurred--one was _sacré_, the other

_Paris_, and a third _l’Empereur_.

On the whole we liked them. We thought to discern many points of

similitude between them and ourselves; and were of opinion, that if

as infidels they were doomed to the _douzak_ of hereafter, even there,

instead of moaning over and deploring their lot, they would still be

found in the same happy mood we saw them at Sultanieh.

We parted on the following morning, they laughing, chattering, and

screaming with joy; we, full of anxiety and apprehension about the

reception with which our ambassador would meet from the King of Kings.

[Illustration: The British ambassadors and the Shah. 40.jpg]

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