Ma_sh_hadi Fattah was personified spirit. He was devotion itself. Brother
to Haji 'Ali-'Askar--of the same pure lineage--through the latter he came
into the Faith. Like the twins, Castor and Pollux, the two kept together
in one spot, and both were illumined with the light of belief.
In all things, the two were united as a pair; they shared the same
certitude and faith, the same conscience, and made their way out of
A_dh_irbayjan to Adrianople, emigrating at the same time. In every
circumstance of their life, they lived as one individual; their
disposition, their aims, their religion, character, behavior, faith,
certitude, knowledge--all were one. Even in the Most Great Prison, they
were constantly together.
Ma_sh_hadi Fattah possessed some merchandise; this was all he owned in the
world. He had entrusted it to persons in Adrianople, and later on those
unrighteous people did away with the goods. Thus, in the pathway of God,
he lost whatever he possessed. He passed his days, perfectly content, in
the Most Great Prison. He was utter selflessness; from him, no one ever
heard a syllable to indicate that he existed. He was always in a certain
corner of the prison, silently meditating, occupied with the remembrance
of God; at all times spiritually alert and mindful, in a state of
supplication.
Then came the Supreme Affliction. He could not tolerate the anguish of
parting with Baha'u'llah, and after Baha'u'llah's passing, he died of
grief. Blessed is he; again, blessed is he. Glad tidings to him; again,
glad tidings to him. Upon him be the glory of the All-Glorious.