Nevertheless, the first few months at Medina were on the whole happy
and auspicious. The elements of disaffection that lurked among the
Jews and the unbelievers bided their day; the refugees and the
citizen converts, or allies, gladly rushed to fulfill the smallest
desire of the Prophet, whose fascinating personality completely
charmed his friends and even intrigued his enemies--for a time.
Who could resist the appeal of a man who gracefully bestowed names
of good omen upon converts previously burdened with inauspicious
Pagan titles, and who dignified those of his subordinates who
were enslaved in the ignoble calling of “hucksters” by altering
the forbidding word to “Merchants”? In an excess of praiseworthy
devotion, they quaffed the sacred water in which the Prophet had
bathed, and piously treasured his hairs and nail-parings as charms
and forget-me-nots. And Mohammed, ever extraordinarily swift to
take hints, soon formed the habit of wrapping up these personal
relics and bestowing them upon new converts as a peculiar evidence
of his esteem.
While his worshipers thus fawned and his foes maintained an
ominously quiet peace, the Prophet calmly assumed the attributes
of a sovereign and sacerdotal office. As self-appointed ruler
of the city, he exercised the right of deposing and selecting
whatever chiefs he desired; as priestly dictator of all Islam, he
established those multitudinous rules and ordinances that still
defy the assaults of time. Motivated probably by a statesmanlike,
if rather cautious, wish to win or at least placate the Jews, he
inaugurated a complicated system of devotion based principally upon
the famous precepts that had been given to Moses. The detractors of
Islam have so exaggerated its largely fictitious sensuality that
its rigorous rites have too often been forgotten: its lustrations,
its fastings, its prodigality of genuflections. The business of
lustration, for example, was very complicated. Before prayer the
Moslem must wash his face from the top of the forehead to the chin
and sideways as far as both ears, bathe his arms and hands as far
as the elbows, and cleanse his feet as far as the ankles; and all
this must be done in the strictest silence, broken only by such
prayers as the votary might think appropriate. While scrubbing his
teeth, he might say if he chose: “Vouchsafe, O Lord, as I clean my
teeth, to purify me from my faults, and accept my homage, O Lord!
May the purity of my teeth be for me a pledge of the whiteness of
my face at the Day of Judgment.” If, through a momentary lapse into
sin, the hapless believer had defiled his body, he thus washed away
his iniquity: three successive times he poured water upon his right
and left shoulders, and a like number of times on the top of his
head; and should one hair on the entire body be left untouched,
the act of purification was wholly vain.
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