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
On entering the patient's room, I found it crowded with his friends,
the patient himself lying upon a mattress placed on the ground. One
glance at the patient sufficed: he was dead, and had apparently been
so for some hours. When I announced the fact to the brother, he became
very angry, and assured me that I was mistaken. He begged me to pour
some medicine down the man's throat, or to do something to rouse him,
as he had only fainted!
Upon further inquiry, I found that he had been poorly for some days,
and his brother had been treating him. My suspicions were aroused, as
the brother and his friends crowded round me, imploring that English
medicines should be tried, and after further careful examination only
served to confirm my first opinion, I refused absolutely to comply with
their entreaties, and left the house with my assistant. The brother and
some of his friends pursued us, offering large fees if only we would
give some medicine, absolutely refusing to accept my verdict. It is a
necessary custom in Persia and the East generally, to bury a dead body
within a few hours of death, but we heard that the brother refused to
allow this corpse to be buried for three whole days, alleging that the
English doctor was mistaken: however, in the end they were obliged to
bury him. The native doctor was strongly suspected of having poisoned
his brother, and this doubtless accounted for the urgent manner in
which he begged me to pour something down the dead man's throat,
so that he could accuse me of being responsible for his death.
All Persians are superstitious, and are great believers in goblins
and 'jinns.' One day a young man was brought to me suffering from
an acute attack of chorea (St. Vitus' dance). He was well educated,
and had been employed as a clerk in a merchant's office: now he was
unable to hold a pen in his hand, and exhibited all the symptoms
of the disease in a very marked degree. He was promptly admitted to
hospital, and discharged cured in a few weeks. According to his own
statement the cause of the attack was as follows. He had gone for a
walk in the desert outside the city after his day's work was over,
and had wandered on further than usual. Suddenly he came across an old
well, and round the well were numbers of hideous dwarf-like goblins
pelting each other with stones. When they saw him they crowded round
laughing, jeering, pulling his clothes, and then began to pelt him
with stones. He turned and fled, running the whole way back to the
city, and to this shock he attributed the commencement of his symptoms.
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