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palace.

" What means this?" cried the savage soldier,
" has not every Moslem killed his man ? why
then do you suffer this kafir to live ? This
must not be ; no, by the Prophet ! he shall die
where he stands !"

" He is my prisoner," replied Mourad ; " un-
hand him instantly, or this day's booty will
avail you little."



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The Delhi drew his pistol, but before he had
time to cock it, Mourad made a thrust at his
bosom, which ended the discussion. They
reached the palace without farther opposition ;
the doors were thrown open at the sound of the
Bynbashi's well-known voice.

The Viceroy, he was told, was in an upper
apartment, whose latticed window commanded
a view of the whole scene of bloodshed.

He entered the apartment, followed by the
Mameluke. " May it please your Highness,"
exclaimed our hero, " this is the last of the
Beys; he has not the grace to die contentedly
like his companions, but has implored the sol-
diers to fetch him before your Highness."
The Bey endeavoured to lay hold of the skirt
of the Pacha's garment in the earnestness of his
supplication. But the Pacha eluded the at-
tempt : he uttered not a syllable in reply to
the supplicant. Mourad watched him well ;
the Pacha put his finger to his throat : the
Mameluke was still in the attitude of entreaty.
Suddenly the word " Vras" rushed on his ear ;
the turban was dragged off his head : one hand
of Mourad's was twisted in the tuft of his



118 THE MUSSULMAN.

victim ; the other wielded the sword : in an
instant the head of the last of the Mamelukes
I'olled at the feet of Mohamed Ali.

Tliere was a strange contrast in the looks of
the prince and his accomplice : the former was
pale as death ; his white lips quivered, his knees
tottered, his soul was disquieted. Mourad, on
the other hand, was burning with the strong
excitement of a hellish passion, gratified by the
full effusion of human blood. His cheeks glow-
ed with the scarlet blush of intoxication ; his tu-
mid features were flushed with rage ; his eyes
were blood-shot : they glared on the crimson
stream which flowed from the headless trunk,
as if it was an ecstasy to gloat and gaze on the
slaughter of his fellow-creatures.

" The news.^" cried the Pacha, in a hollow
tone ; " are they killed ? all of them cut
off.'' are you sure they *re dead ?"

Before Mourad had time to answer. Dr. Men-
drice entered the apartment, rubbing his hand,
and smiling much. " EfFendi," he exclaimed,
" I bring joyful news to your Royal Highness ;
the affair is finished ; this is a happy day for
our Governor."



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The Pacha made no reply to the Christian ;
he asked for a drink of water. He then dismis-
sed the Hakkim, and began to inquire about
every particular of the massacre ; how such a
Bey died, and such a soldier behaved during
the carnage. But all the time he spoke, his
frame trembled and his voice faltered ; but
when he asked the number of the slain, and was
told four hundred and seventy Mamelukes, and
one hundred strangers, grooms, and menials of
the Beys, were massacred, his flagging spirits
seemed to rally.

" Allah lUah !" he exclaimed ; '* the enemies
of the Sultan and his Viceroy are swept off the
face of El Masr : to you, Mourad, and your
brave comrades, I permit the pillage of their
houses, for all this day, and till noon next
morning. But by this time to-morrow, order
must every where prevail."

Mourad thought every moment an hour till
the Pacha allowed him to depart, and when he
did, lie only gave intimation of the Pacha's per-
mission to his own troop. As he descended to
the gate, in some places the bodies lay so thick,
that he was obliged to walk over them ; the



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doors were thrown open, but none were suffered
to enter; and they who an hour ago would
have given the world and all its wealth for an
exit, were now at rest for ever within the fatal
walls of their arch enemy.

Mourad and his myrmidons now hastened to
the houses of their victims. They left the
greater number of the soldiers employed in
stripping the dead bodies. The first house
they came to was that of the unfortunate Suli-
man : the door was demolished ; in a few mi-
nutes every apartment was filled with a licen-
tious soldiery ; even the sacred walls of the
harem were profaned by the presence of the
plunderers. The shrieking women in vain fled
from one room to another ; their pursuers were
at their heels. The wives and children of the
proudest of the Beys were dragged from their
hiding-places, before the eyes of a dissolute rab-
ble ; their veils torn from their faces in the pre-
sence of strangers, — an insult which no Turk-
ish woman would survive ; if time and pa-
tience affbrded not stronger motives for living
than the Roman lady had leisure to find
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virtue. Undoubtedly if killing one's-self were
the fashion in Turkey, these poor women would
not have have survived the shame of standing
like Christian women without their amsacks in
the presence of a multitude of strangers. But
the people of the East, in all their troubles,
have the Allah Karim philosophy for their
support. No matter what be the affliction,
they say Allah is merciful, and his will must
be done; no matter what the calamity, they
say It was written and could not be avoided,
and therefore must be endured. In short,
people never think of killing themselves ; if the
misfortune be very great, and human agency
have any thing to do with it, they prefer killing
one another.

One of the Delhis had burst into a chamber,
the door of which had hitherto resisted the
attempt of the soldiery to open ; a shriek was
heard the moment the door was burst open, and
then a groan ; the Delhi tottered forth weltering
in his blood : his own hanger had been plunged
into his bosom. The door was again closed and
barricadoed in the inside.

The companions of tlic v/ounded soldier
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122 THE MUSSULMAN.

I'ushed en masse to revenge the dishonourable
blow he had received from a woman. Mourad
was not yet altogether so brutalized, as to see
an unfortunate female given up to the fury of
an exasperated horde, without making an effort
for her preservation. He pushed through the
crowd till he found himself in a line with those
who were forcing open the door. To the asto-
nishment of all on entering the apartment, in-
stead of encountering the lightning glance of
the enraged Sultana of the harem, preparing
her robust arm for another murderous blow,
they beheld a poor trembling girl, clinging for
support with one hand to the marble fountain
in the centre of the room, while with the other
she grasped the weapon which was still reeking
with the blood of the Delhi. It was a sorry
sight to see so young, so beautiful, so helpless a
creature raising her feeble hand against the fury
of a horde of savages, drunk with rapine, glut-
ted with carnage, and covered with the grumous
blood 'of their victims. The mixture of terror
and determination, of fear and frenzy, which
marked the marble features of the girl, gave
something of a supernatural cast to her coun-



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tenance ; and were it not for the tremulous mo-
tion of her limbs, a Frangi might have taken
her for the statue of a naiad at the brink of a
sacred fountain. Even the ruffians to whom
atrocity was an excitement as necessary to their
being, as the bread of life itself, hung back for
a moment, surprised and awe-struck at the
sight of the pale spectre of beauty which stood
before them, armed with a weapon which trem-
bled in her feeble grasp like an aspen leaf.
Some gouts of blood, trickling over the haft
as she elevated the point, had stained her white
fingers, and still more strikingly contrasted the
deadly pallor of her complexion. But there was
one who gazed on the apparition, till every
surrounding object appeared to be lost on his
senses.

" Heavenly powers !" he exclaimed, trying to
collect his scattered thoughts, as if from a mass
of incongruous images, " it can be no other !
that cheek, however pale ; that lip, however
bloodless ; that look, however haggard, I can-
not be mistaken in. If the idol of my soul be
in existence, and the form I gaze on be of earth,
that poor trembler is my beloved Zuleika !"

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124 THE MUSSULMAN.

The soldiery were already gathered round
her, squabbling for the possession of the cap-
tive, the sword was struck from her feeble
hand, and one of the Delhi chiefs seized on
her arm, and dragging her towards him swore
she was his lawful prize by every law divine and
human. By the fetfah of the Mufti, or head
of the religion, and by the tiskeree of the Ca-
dileskier, or military judge, he would support
his claim to her. The soldiers gave up their
claim to the captive : there were other houses
to be ravaged, other apartments still to be pil-
laged; but they growled and murmured against
their chief as they retired.

Mourad now rushed forward : the various
emotions which agitated his bosom were written
in his features ; the conflicting passions which
harrowed up his soul were visible in his rolhng
eyes. He sprang at the Delhi's throat as the
latter was in the act of drawing his pistol from
his girdle.

•' Instantly let her go," he exclaimed, " or
call not your soul your own another moment ;
take your cursed fingers from her person, or
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your unhallowed touch, will bring such ashes
on your head, as all the laws, divine and hu-
man, which you have spoken of, will not take
away."

While he yet addressed his threats to the
soldier, the poor girl uttered a loud scream ;
in the rude soldier who stood before her covered
with blood, disfigured by an unsightly wound,
and every feature glowing with unnatural ex-
citement, she recognized the object of her young
affections, the person of that beloved Mourad
whom she had parted with ere guilt and the
passions had given the harsh lines of bitter ex-
perience to his countenance. Terrible as was
the appearance of her lover, and sad as the al
teration in his looks, she gazed on him as if her
soul was piercing through her eyes, till at length
the objects before her appeared to become con-
fused, she uttered a faint shriek, and sank
senseless on the floor.

Mourad released the Delhi from his grasp,
and ran to the assistance of the fallen girl. As
he stooped to raise her up, his opponent seized
the opportunity to pull his pistol from his
girdle, and to fire on his antagonist while his



126 THE MUSSULMAN.

back was turned towards him. Our hero
started with a sudden bound, with the con-
vulsive motion of one wlio had received some
mortal injury. His right-hand grasped his
sword, but his left was placed over his ribs
close to the heart, and in an instant his white
antery was dyed all over with the crimson tide
of life. He made one thrust at his treacherous
assailant, but it reached him not, and in the
attempt he lost his balance and fell motionless
on his face. The Delhi lost not a moment in
raising up the death-like form of the young
woman, and bearing away his victim ere another
rival should dispute his prize. In the mean
time the house was completely pillaged from top
to bottom, and all the marauders departed with
their booty. The body of Mourad lay where
it had fallen, but not altogether without signs
of returning animation. The blood was still
bubbling up through the bosom of the antery ;
his lips moved as if the thirst of death was on
them ; his hands were occasionally stirred, and
then the long-drawn-out yawn of exhaustion fol-
lowed ; he opened his eyes, and stared wildly
round him as if he had awakened in a strange



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place; he endeavoured to rise, the effort was
beyond his strength, and after many a fruitless
attempt, he was just able to drag his exhausted
frame along the floor, leaving a broad streak of
gore behind him as he crawled with difficulty
from the chamber to the street. There his sad
condition soon arrested the attention of the
passengers ; the young Bynbashi, the favourite
of the Pacha, vvas soon recognized, and all the
assistance w^as given him which his deplorable
state required. He was conveyed on a litter to
his own house, and whatever was the motive of
his kind friends in summoning the whole faculty
of El Masr to his bed-side, in less than an hour
every hakkim of any reputation in the city was
tormenting the sufferer with all the impertinence
of his art



128 THE MUSSULMAN.



CHAPTER X.

Let no man fix his abode where five advantages are
not found; the first a physician, the others wealth,
water, a priest, and a magistrate.

VlSHNUSARMAN.

The wounded man was laid on a mattress in
the middle of a spacious room. A black slave
knelt beside the pillow flapping awa}^ the flies,
while another was stationed at the foot of the
bed rubbing the cold feet of his master.

The doctors were assembled on either side,
nine grave hakkims, each the disciple of a parti-
cular system of medicine ; but what might not
be expected from a consultation which em-
braced the collective skill of nine nations ?

The patient was still bleeding profusely, his
countenance was bleached from the hsemoi-rhage,
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hands till the hakkims on both sides commenced
operations, by seizing on either wrist.

A soi-disant physician of Padua had posses-
sion of the right, which he held with such a
supercilious air of superior knowledge, that the
rest of the faculty appeared to consider him
entitled to precedence ; and when he waved his
head with a slow and dignified motion three
several times, the other doctors beside him de-
ferred with liumiHty to his awful nod, and de-
termined on the prognosis they were to form,
before they put a finger on the patient.

The hakkim on the other side of the bed,
who headed his dignified confreres, was a He-
brew doctor, who wore an enormous seal-skin
calpac, such as the doctors of the chosen people
alone are allowed to use. He held the pulse
for about ten minutes to his ear, and then de-
posing the sick man's hand on the bed-clothes,
he said, " If it please God, he will be well to-



morrow."



The Hebrew's was the opposition side of the
bed, so all who stood about him exclaimed,
" Calaam Thaib, a good word has been spoken,"
in a triumphant tone.

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130 THE MUSSULMAN.

Every hair of the man of Padua bristled up
at the declaration of the impudent Jew, and
both he and the Hebrew exchanged glances of
scorn and defiance across the bed. The former
then pulled a long round piece of stick, like a
constable's staff, out of his pocket, at the sight
of wliich, as it was brandished in the air, the
Jew doctor and his associates precipitately re-
treated, while the servants vociferated their
entreaties that the hawadgis would come to no
blows over the body of their poor master.

" Ignorant blockheads," cried the Paduan,
" do you take the stethescope of a physician for
the tob of a magistrate ? do you not know that
all the diseases under Heaven are cognisable to a
recondite ear through the medium of this acous-
tic instrument ? But why should I speak of the
arcana of our art to a misbelieving Jew, who
pushes infidelity even to a doubt of the eflUcacy
of an instrument, of which Hippocrates was
the inventor ?''

The doctors on the opposition side still stood
at a respectful distance from the bed ; but
when they beheld the Frank apply one ex-
tremity of the formidable weapon to the breast



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of the patient, and the other to his own ear,
their fears vanished, and they returned to their
former stations.

For ten mortal minutes the friends of the
patient were kept in a state of cruel suspense,
while the physician of Padua kept his ear to the
instrument, listening as it were to the com-
plaints of the man's inside. At length raising
his head, he put on a look of more importance
than he had yet assumed ; he said, " There is
assuredly a bullet in this man's body."

" Mashallah !" exclaimed all the doctors on
the right, " this is a wonderful instrument ;"
and taking hold of it, each in succession poked
it into the patient's ribs, and at each applica-
tion of it, a groan issued from the lips of the
sufferer.

The Paduan in the mean time was preparing
to harangue his colleagues ; and after half a
dozen prefatory hems and hahs, he spoke as
follows :

" Hippocrates, the father of physic, laid it
down as an axiom that art is long, and life
short ; and in modern times, Tomasini, the
great regenerator of medicine, has made the



132 THE MUSSULMAN.

wonderful discovery, that there is one class
of remedies applicable to all sorts of diseases,
namely, counter stimulants. To this illustrious
professor succeeded another luminary in science,
the celebrated Broussais, who found out that
the stomach is the centre of the body, and is
therefore the seat of all its maladies. Behold
the elements of the healing art ! Here have
we assembled to reduce them to practice. This
unfortunate man eventually must die ; but God
forbid that event should happen without first
employing all the satisfactory resources of our
art. A ball has pierced his side, and has either
wounded his stomach or it has not. In either
case, that central organ must necessarily be the
seat and source of all the inflammatory mischief
that is to follow. Therefore leeches must be
applied abundantly to the central organ ; and
as a leaden ball is evidently a stimulant in the
body, the remedy that is to be applied must of
course be a counter stimulant ; therefore too
much tartar emetic cannot be swallowed by the
patient. But let me remind you, ni}'^ learned
colleagues, that dispatch is the soul of science,
and that if you would not see the sick man die



THE MUSSULMAN. 133

without the last consolatory routine of medica-
tion, you must lose not a moment in com-
mencing operations."

All tlie doctors on the right applauded the
judicious observations of the Paduan; they were
decidedly of his opinion, and they expressed
their accordance with his views in terms which
would have done honour to a London consulta-
tion. But the doctors on the opposition side
had never heard that there was such a thing as
the dignity of physic to be preserved at the bed-
side; so they accordingly manifested their de-
termination to differ with their opposite bre-
thren, by repeated ejaculations of " Staffer Al-
lah ! Allah Wakbar !" and other expressions of
astonishment, accompanied by appropriate ges-
tures of indignation.

A Zantiote hakkim who stood next the Jew,
and who passed for a Frangi, from the cir-
cumstance of his wearing a hat, began twirling
his moustachios ; then fixing his fierce glance on
the Paduan, he addressed him in the following-
terms : — " Who is he who talks of the stomach
being the centre of the body ? Where has he
studied who asserts such an absurdity i' Every



134 THE MUSSULMAN.

body knows the city of Jerusalem is the centre
of the world, but who is impious enough to deny
that the soul is the centre of the body ? What
is the stomach which he makes so many M'ords
about ? Is it not a bag with a couple of apertures,
and certain juices whose names are known to
every body? what more can be said of it ? And
who ever heard or read of such things as stimu-
lants and counter stimulants ? What man in his
senses would talk of putting leeches on a man
who was bleeding to death ? Matotheo, this is
downright madness ! The patient is labouring
under a green wound, which nothing but the in-
ternal and external exhibition of the sovereign
electuary of Mithridates can cure; therefore, in
the name of the Pania, let it be administered
forthwith."

A shrewd-looking Arab, who proved to be a
chirurgeon barber of great eminence, and had
sat listening to the conflicting opinions of his
infidel colleagues, now delivered his sentiments
with the most becoming gravity.

" Praise be to Allah !" said the barber, " who
built the heavens without ]nllars, and spread
the earth as a garden, carpeted with verdure
and variegated with beautiful plants, whose heal-



THE MUSSULMAN. 135

ing properties are adapted to every disease under
the sun ! As all the world knows, there are
two great maladies incidental to humanity,
namely, the disorder of the blood, and that of
the bile. Here is a man afflicted with the
former ; a ball makes a hole in his side — blood
comes out, and he becomes sick — where the ball
is, God best knows — when it will come out, it is
not for us to say ; but as it is certain that soap
is cleansing, and savine drawing, what is more
likely to extract the ball than a cerate composed
of both ? If it please God to give efficacy to
the remedy, were it a cannon-ball, instead of a
little bullet, that was lodged in the sick man's
stomach, it would be sure to be drawn out ;
therefore, let us give praise to Allah, and put
our trust in his Apostle ; and, if it be not or-
dained otherwise, there is no doubt but that the
sick man will be made whole."

The Hebrew hakkim, who, having a venerable
white beard, was looked upon with some defe-
rence by every person present except the Pa-
duan, now took upon himself the task of reply-
ing to the different physicians, and of reconcilii),i;
their discordant sentiments. *' If I understand
rightly," said he, " the opinions of my worthy



136 THE MUSSULMAN.

colleagues, they are to this effect : — the gentle-
man opposite, with a hat, would treat the pa-
tient with blood-letting and counter stimulants;
our Greek brother recommends the electuary of
iVIithridates; our Arab friend proposes to effect
a cure with soap and savine. I myself am of
opinion, that the ball being in the stomach,
there is but one means of getting it out, and
that is, by dissolving it in the place where it is
deposited. Every body knows that metals are
soluble in acids; the most precious ores requir-
ing the strongest sorts, the least valuable need-
ing only the weakest ; therefore, vinegar and
Avater, it is obvious, must do much good. But
as each of us seems to have faith in the remedy
he has proposed, and as God only knows which
of them is best, it would be wrong to deprive
the patient of the services of those who received
his money. It is, therefore, my advice, that my
worthy colleagues so modify their prescriptions
as to admit of the administration of all their re-
medies."

This proposition was hailed with loud and
general applause, and the learned doctors were
on the point of carrying their respective plans



THE MUSSULMAN. 137

into effect, when in walked a Chiaous of the
Pacha, followed by the hakkim of one of the
French consuls of El Masr. The members of
the consultation looked at one another exceed-
ingly disconcerted ; they flung many a contemp-
tuous glance at the tall ungainly figure of the
youthful interloper. " He has not a hair on his
chin,'"' whispered one ; " He is more awkward
in his gait," said another, " than a short-tether-
ed camel."

" What," cried the Hebrew, " can one like
him know of medicine, who has not seen thirty
summers, and who has never read a page of
Avicenna, nor of Sheik Daoud? But though
he has not seen thirty summers and has neither
gravity nor decorum in appeai-ance, there is
still something in his regard which looks like
experience. But there is no knowing these in-
fidels; one of their greatest generals passed
not long ago through El Masr, who was hardly
the size of a Tambourgi ; and as for the wise
men who were here with the French, not one of
the Kafirs had a beard. God help them ! they
are an unfortunate people."

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138 THE MUSSULMAN.

off the crowd of servants and doctors from the
bed-side of the patient. " Away, dogs !" he
cried, *' and make room for your master, the
hakkim of the Konsul Inghs."

" Master, indeed!" cried the man of Padua;
" a doctor who gives nothing but calomel to his
patients, a drug more poisonous than arsenic
itself. Has this sick man the stomach of an
Englishman, to digest a corrosive mineral ?
Body of Bacchus V he continued, " better would
it be for the patient to have another ball in his in-
side than one small pill of this calomel doctor's."

" Hush ! pessavink," said the Chiaous, "what
do you know of physic? Do I not remember
you a matchmaker in Scanderia ? "

The Hebrew ventured, hkewise, to express
his horror of calomel ; but the unceremonious
Chiaous cut short his observation, by desiring


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