Behind the Veil in Persia and Turkish Arabia: An Account of an Englishwoman's Eight Years' Residence Amongst the Women of the EastHume-Griffith, M. E.
Philosophy
Behind the Veil in Persia and Turkish Arabia: An Account of an Englishwoman's Eight Years' Residence Amongst the Women of the East
Hume-Griffith, M. E.
Arabian Peninsula -- Social life and customs; Iran -- Social life and customs
Barely had we managed to get the little Medical Mission well started
when circumstances connected with my wife's health arose that
forced us to leave at a moment's notice the people we had learnt to
love. Fortunately the work was not given up; another doctor succeeded
me, and now there is a flourishing Medical Mission with two hospitals,
one for men and the other for women patients, with a lady doctor and
nurse; while the influence exerted by that Mission is felt throughout
the whole of the great Kerman province, which stretches eastwards
to the border of Beloochistan, and is bounded on the south by the
Persian Gulf.
CHAPTER XIV
MEDICAL MISSION WORK IN YEZD [4]
A hospital--A friendly governor--A suspicious
case--Superstition--The opium habit--A case of cataract--We return
to England.
"By medicine life may be prolonged....
With the help of a surgeon he may yet recover."
Shakespeare.
The last of our three years' sojourn in Persia was spent in Yezd. Here
there was already a small Mission Hospital, all the pioneer work having
been done by Dr. White of the C.M.S. A wealthy Parsee merchant had
presented the site for a hospital in the form of an old caravanserai
(an Eastern inn). This had been gutted and made into a nice little
hospital, with an out-patient department. Dr. White being on furlough,
the doctor taking his place in Yezd exchanged with me, as it was
hoped that my wife would be able better to stand the lower altitude
of Yezd than the heights of Kerman. Yezd is an island city in a sea
of sand. The waves, driven by the winds, surge against the city walls
and threaten to engulf the whole place. At some parts of the wall,
the drifted sand reaches almost to the level of the wall itself.
The Governor of Yezd during the time we lived there was
H.R.H. Jalal-el-Dowleh, the eldest son of the Prince-Governor of
Isphahan (the Zil-es-Sultan). The Jalal-el-Dowleh had the reputation,
like his father, of being a strong man, and ruled with a firm hand. He
had already proved a good friend to the Mission, and was accustomed
to pay a state visit once yearly to the hospital, where, after being
entertained at the doctor's house, he would proceed to make a very
thorough tour of inspection, and before leaving would hand the English
doctor a sealed envelope containing the munificent sum of L40 as a
donation. During our stay in Yezd we saw a good deal of the governor,
and I had to add to my duties those of court physician.
In Yezd, as in other Persian cities, there are many quacks, who not
unnaturally resent the presence of a European doctor. I had not been
long in the city before I made the acquaintance of some of these
gentry, in a somewhat dramatic manner.
Early one morning I was hurriedly called to the house of the chief
native doctor, as his brother had been taken seriously ill.
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