In Persia is added the mourning for a month, for Hassan and Hossein, the

martyred grandsons of Mohammed. As in all religions, women are most

zealous and devoted in the performance of these duties, but the

practice of Islam has nothing to satisfy their soul hunger. Their belief

in God is cruel fatalism, and all their rites work no change of heart,

and give no peace of conscience.

The Gospel comes to them with a special appeal, and bringing its own

message. That they should have any message, or be considered at all, is

news to them; they are so used to neglect and disrespect. When two of

us, at the invitation of a lady of rank, attended their Passion Play, we

sat with her on the ground, among a crowd of women, who were pushed

about by ushers with long poles, while the "lords of creation" sat

comfortably above on chairs, and in booths.

So accustomed are Moslem women to being hustled about that they wonder

at Christ's "Forbid them not," which we are apt to apply only to the

children, forgetting that it was spoken for the mothers. It is sometimes

most amusing to see a pompous dignitary crowd his way into the

dispensary of the lady physician, and when made with difficulty to

understand that only women are treated there, retire crestfallen. There

at least women have not only the first, but the only entrance. They are

not surprised at the Syrophenician woman being called "a dog." They are

used to the epithet and employ it themselves. One often hears one

berating her own offspring, as "child of a dog." When driven to

desperation by want, the Persian woman can be as defiant, shameless,

and persistent, as she of old before the unjust judge. Not unfrequently

mobs of women led by a woman, attack the gates of the governors,

demanding bread.

Their often miserable and diseased condition of health makes them feel

how tender is Christ's compassion in His miracles of healing. They also

have often suffered much from quack nostrums, "only to grow worse." In

any crowd of village women, one may see an old hag, bent and "bowed

together--not able to lift herself up," and there is no more pitiful

sight than the old women of Persia. A neighbor, a hundred years old,

always appeals to our charity on the ground of being "an orphan."

Their life and occupations are so identical with those of Bible times,

that they feel at once familiar with the scenes described in the New

Testament. Every morning, a village woman must mix the leaven in her

meal for the daily baking, must sweep her mud floor, and often two of

them sit at the hand mill grinding wheat or salt. Every one who can,

wears a necklace of silver coins, and counts each one precious. The

custom of covering the face "lest a man look upon a woman" is so

inwrought into their earliest training that they are able to draw their

veils _instantly_, whatever they are doing, if a man approaches.

They marvel, as did Christ's disciples, that He talked with a woman,

especially of a foreign race, and that He asked for a drink of water,

for to-day the Persians think a cup defiled if a Christian drink from

it. In a wedding procession in a village, the musicians lead with fife

and drum, and "the virgins" follow in all the finery they can muster. At

times of mourning also, they act just as the Gospels describe. Friends

gather to "weep and bewail." I have seen a roomful of women swaying and

sobbing, while a mother chanted a plaintive refrain: "Alas! alas!"

repeating the beloved name of the dead; often tearing her hair, and

beating her breast. I have often seen blear-eyed women, who said they

had become so by excessive weeping over the death of a child. To such

comes Jesus' message, "Weep not."

Religious observances in Persia are such as give special significance to

Gospel teaching. I had a visitor whose lips were continually mumbling

while she fingered her beads. She told me she was making merit, by

repeating the hundred names of Allah. Often when in their homes, our

hostess will excuse herself, because "it is the hour of prayer," and

going to a corner of the same room, will go through the forms and

gestures of Mohammedan worship. "Vain repetitions" they seem, when we

know the words are Arabic, a language she does not understand; and as in

the midst of her prayers she calls out directions to her servants, one

can see there is no devotion in them.

Fasting is a terrible burden, when, for a month, from dawn to dark, not

a morsel of food, or drop of water, or a whiff of the loved cigarette or

pipe can pass their lips. The people acknowledge that it is the cause

of quarrelling and reviling, so irritable do they become under the

strain, yet they dare not "break their fast" for fear of others.

All who can afford it make the long pilgrimage to Mecca, or in lieu of

that to Kerbela or Meshed; and bear thereafter the holy name of Haji,

Kerbelai, or Meshedi. To them it is a new thought, given by Christ to

the woman of Sychar, that no special location is "the place where men

ought to worship." Of all His words none receive more approval from the

Persian woman than His teachings on marriage and divorce. They often say

to us, "How happy you Christian women are with no fear of divorce!"

Not only Christ's teachings but His character makes an impression, and

His gentleness and purity especially attract them. We are shocked at the

coarse questions: "Can God have a Son? Was Jesus married?" but as they

hear the story of His marvellous life a look of awe sometimes comes into

their faces, as the vision of "the White Christ" dawns upon them.

A Moslem lady said to me, "I cannot read, but one woman in our harem

can, and she reads the Injil (New Testament) to us; we can never get

enough of it." Another, making a call of condolence upon me, said,

"There is only one book that can comfort you; you have told me about it;

now I tell you."

Those who have grown up in the midst of free institutions, under the

protection of law, and in the light of publicity, can really have no

idea of the difficulties to be encountered by the Moslem woman who

becomes a Christian. A man can escape by flight, but this refuge is

denied her. Even if she wish to keep her change of faith secret, it is

impossible to do so, and be true to her new-found Saviour. The whole

warp and woof of her daily life are so bound up with religious

observances, and the least failure to perform them is so jealously

noted, the least endeavor to fulfil the commands of the Gospel with

regard to Sabbath rest, reading the Word, or secret prayer is at once

the object of remark and criticism; often of active opposition. Were it

not so her changed life and character mark her out as walking in a

different path and measuring her conduct by another standard from those

who surround her. She is most happy if, as sometimes happens, her

husband, brother, father, or son is in sympathy with her, and has

perhaps been the means of her enlightenment; or if a sister or friend is

of like faith, and they can strengthen each other. But often she stands

entirely alone in her family and social circle, and must bear much petty

persecution, even if she is not turned out of her home, does not lose

her children, or her life. In such circumstances, if a convert stand

firm, and even win her enemies to accept Jesus, it is a genuine miracle.

Yet it is seen to occur.

Words cannot tell the beauty of some of these transformed faces: the

sweetness plucked from bitterness, the "lily among thorns." The present

help of a living Saviour and the wonderful hopes for the future have

made life an entirely different thing. One such who had borne a heavy

yoke in her youth, had suffered deeply, and with rancor and rebellion in

her heart against him who had blighted her life, has learned to forgive

and pray for the one who so deeply injured her; and her daily household

life is a triumph of grace. During a cholera epidemic, when all around

were panic-stricken, she and her sisters, who have found the like

precious refuge, were perfectly calm, saying, "Why should we fear death?

It can only take us to Jesus, which is far better; as living or dying we

are His."

One old woman walked three miles and back once a week in order to be

instructed in the Gospel, and is never satisfied, always wants to learn

more, and takes great pains to remember texts and prayers. Once after

the others had gone she caught hold of me, saying, "Do you think I walk

all these miles, with my blind eyes, to learn nothing? Come and teach me

some more." Showing some hard barley bread, she said, "No one shall say

I come for food; I have brought my own bread."

Another woman, whose paralytic son had learned to read the Bible, said,

"At first I did not care for it, but little by little I got to love it."

It worked a transformation in that humble home; the son in his first

despair had attempted to poison himself; but he learned to praise God

for the affliction which was the means of acquainting him with his

Saviour. The mother instead of considering the helpless young man a

burden, and complaining of the misfortune, nursed him for years with

such rare patience and tenderness, that we marvelled to see it. The

contrast between her and her neighbors is marked; her face is gentle and

kind, her voice sweet. She is faithful, industrious, and honest; for a

whole summer when a family was absent, she went alone every week to

sweep the house, and not a thing was ever missed, though, in general, we

expect nothing better than pilfering and theft from the women of the

country.

In one city is gathered a little band of believing women, who hold a

weekly prayer meeting, and "it is most touching to hear their simple

requests and pleading for this and that one still outside the fold. When

I was going to B---- they gave me a message for the sisters there. They

had long taken a special interest in the work in that place, and never

failed to remember it at the throne of grace. They had heard several

women there were secret believers, but afraid to confess their faith

openly, so they sent word to them that they themselves were once in the

same state. They feared to confess Christ before men, but He had

promised to be with them, and He had given them grace to come out

boldly, and He had kept His promise to give peace and joy in all times

of trial and difficulty. They then begged their sisters to do as they

had done, to take the plunge, trusting in His power to help them, and

they would find all their fears taken away and courage given instead."

Such, living and dying, was the experience of Almass of Urumia. She had

become a Christian, and her husband also had suffered great persecution

from her own family on this account. Her husband being away, she was

living in her father's house, and her stepmother would not even give her

enough to eat, constantly reviled her, made her life bitter, and did her

best to prevent her praying. Being stricken with consumption, she went

to the hospital, where she rejoiced in Christian companionship and

instruction, but at the last, she was taken to her own home to die. A

young Nestorian doctor, called in to attend her, witnessed her

triumphant death; himself but a nominal Christian, he exclaimed, "Would

that I could die so happy!" Her whole trust was in Jesus, and her only

anxiety that her little daughter should be trained in the same faith.

Almass means diamond, and in the day when the Lord "makes up His jewels"

she will surely be among them.

Far away in the isles of Bahrein,

Down under the depths of the sea,

The Persian diver gathers his shells

For the goodly pearls that shall be.

And what is the price of a goodly pearl?

A merchant man once for one,

'Tis said, sold all he ever possessed,

And counted the deed well done.

And what is the price of a human soul?

The price it is set so high

The Son of God gave all that He had

When He came on earth to buy.

Submerged in the sea of sin are the souls,

Are the souls of Persian girls;

Ah! who will dive to the lowest depths,

To gather these hidden pearls?

They are gems for the crown of the King of kings,

More precious far in His sight

Than the jewels rare of the Shah-în-Shah,--

All His glory and delight.

XIX

THE CONDITION OF MOHAMMEDAN WOMEN IN BALUCHISTAN

In the degraded position of its women is to be seen the worst fruit of

the religion of Islam. I will quote from the Government Report of

British Baluchistan: "Throughout the Province, but especially among the

Afghans and Brahuis, the position of woman is one of extreme

degradation; she is not only a mere household drudge, but she is the

slave of man in all his needs, and her life is one of continual and

abject toil. No sooner is a girl fit for work than her parents send her

to tend cattle and she is compelled to take her part in all the ordinary

household duties. Owing to the system of _walwar_ in vogue among the

Afghans, a girl, as soon as she reaches nubile age, is, for all

practical purposes, put up for auction sale to the highest bidder. The

father discourses on her merits, as a beauty or as a housekeeper, in the

public meeting places, and invites offers from those who are in want of

a wife. Even the more wealthy and more respectable Afghans are not above

this system of thus lauding the human wares which they have for sale.

The betrothal of girls who are not yet born is frequent, and a promise

of a girl thus made is considered particularly binding.

"It is also usual for an award of compensation for blood to be ordered

to be paid in this shape of girls, some of whom are living, while others

are not yet born.

"Similar customs prevail among the Jhalawan Brahuis, but they have not

yet extended to all the Balneh tribes, though there are signs that the

poorer classes are inclined to adopt them. The exchange of girls,

however, among the Baluchis and the framing of conditions, regarding any

offspring which may result from the marriage, indicate that among this

race also, women are regarded in much the same light.

"These details may appear to be beside the mark in discussing the

classification of women as dependents or actual workers, but I relate

them with the object of showing that woman in Baluchistan is regarded as

little more than a chattel. For where such a state of parental feeling

or rather want of feeling is to be found, is it surprising to find that

woman is considered either as a means for increasing man's comforts, in

the greater ease with which they are procured by her toil, or an object

for the gratification of his animal passions?

"A wife in Baluchistan must not only carry water, prepare food, and

attend to all ordinary household duties, but she must take the flocks

out to graze, groom her husband's horse, and assist in the cultivation.

So far is this principle carried out among the Jajars of Zhob, that it

is considered incumbent on a married woman of this tribe to provide

means by her own labor for clothing herself, her husband, and her

children, and she receives no assistance, monetary or otherwise, for

this purpose from her husband, but in addition to all this, the husband

hopes that she may become the mother of girls who will fetch as high a

price as their mother did before them. Hence it happens that among

Afghans, polygamy is only limited by the purchasing power of a man; and

a wife is looked on as a better investment than cattle, for in a country

where drought and scarcity are continually present, the risk of loss of

animals is great, whilst the offspring of a woman, if a girl, will

assuredly fetch a high price." So far the census report.

Slavery, polygamy, and concubinage exist throughout the Kelat state and

Baluchi area. Slavery is of a domestic character, but the slave is often

in a degraded and ignorant condition, and in times of scarcity almost

starved by his owner.

The female slaves often lead the lives of common prostitutes, especially

among the Baluch tribes, where the state of the women generally seems

very degraded.

Regarding polygamy, the average man is unable to afford more than one

wife, but the higher classes often possess from thirty to sixty women,

many of them from the Hazare tribes of Afghanistan, whose women and

children, during the rebellion in the late Amir's reign, were sold over

into Baluchistan and Afghanistan. In nearly every village of any size

one sees the Hazare women, and the chief will talk of buying them as a

farmer at home will speak of purchasing cattle.

Worse than all, one has daily illustrations of the truth that the sins

of the fathers are visited on their families, in the degraded victims of

inherited and acquired disease who come to the missionary doctor for

relief, healing being impossible in many of the cases of these poor

women. Pure selfishness characterizes the men in their relationship with

their wives. All must not and cannot be told in illustration of this,

but what happened a short time ago in our out-patient department of the

Zenana Mission Hospital is an instance.

A young Brahui mother was brought in order to be relieved from suffering

by an operation which would require her to remain in the hospital a

fortnight. When this was proposed, the woman who brought her said at

once, "If she does that her husband will send her away." The poor girl

had to depart untreated, because the husband feared his bodily comforts

might be less if she were not there to minister to them.

May those who see this dark picture of the effect of Islam on womanhood

in the East, do all that is in them to bring the glorious light of the

Gospel of Christ to their suffering sisters.

XX

IN SOUTHERN INDIA

In South India the Mohammedans have been more or less influenced by the

Christian and heathen communities by which they are surrounded. Many of

them, especially those belonging to the trading communities, have

married women of Hindoo birth who have become nominal Mohammedans.

Amongst the higher classes, especially amongst the rich and well-to-do,

polygamy is still common, though there are many men who have only one

wife and few who have more than two. As a rule, in the city of Madras,

each wife will have a small place of her own. It is a rare thing for

several wives to live in the same house. It is, however, extremely

difficult to find out, without undue questioning, who the various

inmates are. Often a house will be quite full of women and children of

all ages, but as a rule the true explanation will be that the head of

the house has many sons, each of whom has brought his wife to live in

his old home, and all live in strict outward obedience to the

mother-in-law. How much depends upon this mother-in-law! When she is a

kindly, peaceable woman, things go fairly smoothly, but terrible things

happen in homes where the mother-in-law is harsh and severe.

In all the homes the purdah is strictly kept, and alas! who can tell

what dark deeds are _occasionally_ done in these secluded homes. Still

education is spreading rapidly, and with it changes must and do come.

Young educated Mohammedans are now wanting educated wives. The principal

Mohammedans in Madras come very much in contact with Europeans and are

considerably influenced by them, and we do not see the Moslem as he

appears in Moslem countries under Moslem rule, but as he appears after

living for generations under the British flag. If he disagrees with

public opinion (which no doubt he often does) he keeps his opinion very

much to himself, and with graceful courtesy agrees to differ.

The purdah system is one that brings with it terrible evils, and yet it

is a system to which those who apparently suffer from it most, cling the

most closely. The secluded women themselves look upon it as an honor,

and a proof of the value set upon them. Even the very poorest people

seclude their wives; while soldiers on the march hang up blankets,

sheets, and even rags to form a little enclosure for their wives at each

halting place. Though individual women will often speak of their many

troubles they rarely mention their isolation, and truly pity those of

other nations who are not taken equal care of. With education this

aspect of affairs will change, and girls who have been educated in

mission schools view things in a very different light and no doubt long

for greater freedom.

The best and only method of helping these poor secluded women is to

spread amongst them the Gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ. Nothing else

can really help them, and the great means of doing so is by education.

Educating them to read so that they can read of Him in their seclusion,

and educating them as thoroughly as possible in schools and

house-to-house visitation so that they can understand what they read.

Let me give one illustration of what can be done in this way. Some years

ago I was called in to a small zenana, where the family were of noble

birth but extremely poor; so proud that they would all rather starve

than take money or tell of their troubles. Three little girls read with

me, and very bright and intelligent I found them. The mother was in bad

health and seemed sad, though her husband was always very kind to her.

The girls read regularly and got very fond of their lessons and wished

they could live like English girls. One day I was told that the elder

girl was to be married the next week. She was in great distress, for she

knew nothing of the man who had been chosen for her and feared naturally

that he might be uneducated and ignorant. I was unable to go to the

wedding, and to my great distress the young bride was taken away to a

distant town without my seeing her again. Some months passed and then I

got a letter from a stranger. It was well written and well expressed in

English and I found to my great delight that it was from the husband of

my old pupil. He said he felt he must write to thank me for having

educated his wife to be a friend and companion for him. He had heard

from a friend that some girls of his own class were being educated in

Madras and he had asked for one in marriage. His dread for years had

been to be bound to an ignorant woman and now his fears were dispersed;

his wife was a great pleasure to him and her judgment of great use. He

added, "I can only think that her progress has been due to her study of

the Bible, and I want you to send me a copy that we may study together."

He is dead now and the girl widow is in great distress. She says: "I

have been in the light and am now back in the dark." This shows what can

be done by education to raise a people so degraded as many Mohammedans

are.

The part of South India where the Mohammedans are most independent is

the "Nizam's Dominion," which is under the control of the Nizam of

Hyderabad (subject, of course, to England). Hyderabad is a large walled

city, crowded with rather fierce-looking Mohammedans, and it is only of

late years that English people have been allowed within the walls

without an escort. Even at the present day no English live inside the

walls. Everything inside is purely Mohammedan, and the English live at

Secunderabad, where the English troops are stationed, just a few miles

off.

In Hyderabad, were it not for H. H. the Nizam, many of the Nawabs would

be glad to bring their wives out. Quite a number of the leading nobles

have but one wife and glory in the fact. The Crown Prince (Sahibzada)

has been married lately to a lady of noble family. This was probably the

first Nizam to get married. The Nizam, from the fear of intrigue, fills

his harem with low-class women. Some of the nobles bring their wives out

of purdah as soon as they leave the state on a holiday.

Polygamy is still common, especially among the well-to-do. A ready

purchase of slaves, during the great famine of 1900, as concubines,

proves that this evil still exists. Few men have "many" wives, however.

The effect on home life of this system is evident. The Sahibzada (the

next Nizam) when a boy was taken from the palace, his home, to escape

the evils and temptations of a royal zenana. He lived in a large house

with only his tutor and guardians till his marriage. A thoughtful munshi

who was anxious about his children's morals, deplored a system that made

the mother so ignorant of the outside world and so unable to direct a

young son aright.

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