In the land of the lion and sun, or, modern Persia : $b Being experiences of life in Persia from 1866 to 1881Wills, C. J. (Charles James)
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In the land of the lion and sun, or, modern Persia : $b Being experiences of life in Persia from 1866 to 1881
Wills, C. J. (Charles James)
Iran -- Description and travel; Wills, C. J. (Charles James), 1842-1912 -- Travel -- Iran
DR. WILLS’S HOUSE IN JULFA ” 360
A CHUPPER-KHANA, OR POST-HOUSE ” 386
IN THE LAND OF THE LION AND SUN.
CHAPTER I.
I GO TO PERSIA.
Wanted, a doctor—The Director-in-chief—Doubt
and distrust—Simple advice—Am referred
to ‘Hadji Baba’—My kit—Saddle for riding
post—Vienna—Rustchuk—Quarantine—Galatz—Kustendji—Constantinople—Turkish
ladies—Stamboul—I have my hair cut—“Karagews”—Turkish
coffee—A philo-Turk—Shooting party—The theatres—The
Opera—Armenian theatre—Gambling-house—A Bashi-bazouk—We
leave, _viâ_ the Black Sea—The Russian captain—Unarmed
vessels—White Crimean wine—Foreign wines in Russia—Deck
passengers—Sinope—Batoum—Poti—The post-house—Difficulty in
getting food—Travelling _en tröika_—Kutais—A tarantass—Apply
for horses—An itching palm—We start—Tiflis—Lecoq’s
beer—A happy reprieve—The joys of travel—Chief of the
Telegraph in Tiflis—Uniforms—Persian Consulate—Coffee and
pipes—Smoking an art—Effects on the tyro—Tea—The Consul—His
age—Dyeing the hair—The Opera, varied costumes at—The
Tiflis ballet—Leave Tiflis—Erivan—The Pass—We lighten our
load—Hotel—Washing—Nakchewan—Julfa, the frontier of Persia.
I think that there is no more painful position than that of the young
medical man. I had “passed,” and had got my qualifications. An assistant
I did not wish to be, and I therefore consulted the advertisement columns
of the _Lancet_, and was prepared to go anywhere, if I might see the
world, and have what Americans call a good time.
At my first attempt I came on an advertisement of three appointments,
under the Indian Government, in Persia; the address was the Adelphi.
Off I started for the Adelphi, which I had always looked on as a
neighbourhood full of mystery, and whose inhabitants were to be
mistrusted. _Timeo Danaos._
A first-floor—this looked well. I knocked, was told to enter. Two
gentlemen, kneeling on the floor, looked at me in a disturbed manner.
The whole room is strewn with sheets of written foolscap, and it appears
that I have arrived inopportunely, as official documents are being
sorted. I am asked to take a seat, having stated to the elder of the two
that I am come to see the director on business.
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