Narrative of Travels in Europe, Asia, and Africa, in the Seventeenth Century, Vol. IIEvliya Çelebi
History
Narrative of Travels in Europe, Asia, and Africa, in the Seventeenth Century, Vol. II
Evliya Çelebi
Caucasus, South -- Description and travel; Istanbul (Turkey) -- Description and travel; Turkey -- History
_Cause of the Death of Yússúf Páshá._
Envious calumniators informed the Emperor, that Yússúf Páshá had
secreted from the treasures of Canea three great tubs of gold, three
millions of money, and a golden column; that he had not given a drop
of the ocean nor an atom of the sun of his treasures to the Emperor.
After his death nothing was found, and the column wrapt up in felt,
which had been said to be a golden tree, was found to be a column of
yellow stone, which was afterwards used to support the oratory of the
mosque built by the mother of Mohammed IV. It is a stone more precious
indeed than gold and jewels, because persons afflicted with jaundice
are cured by touching it three times on a Saturday. This is the stone
which caused the death of Yússúf Páshá.
“The servant proposes and God disposes, and the tongues of the people
are the pens of God.” When Sultán Ibrahím disclosed the secret of
the expedition to Yússúf Páshá on his departure, he said, “If thou
returnest victorious I’ll reward thee according to thy merits:” and
indeed it happened so, because the conquest of Canea, an enterprise
so difficult, was granted to Yússúf Páshá before the arrival of the
enemy’s fleet by a special favour of God, and no reward could equal
such merit, but the glory of Martyrdom. He was beloved of God, who
first granted him the conquest and then the Martyr’s crown. Praise be
to God that I, poor Evliyá, witnessed such a famous siege, and returned
safe to my native city. I kissed my parents’ hands, who wished me joy
on my safe return. My father said, “The campaign thou hast made now
renders my going into the field superfluous.” I said, “My dear father,
you have grown old, you have been present at seventy battles since
Sultán Súleimán’s time. Pray now for your beloved son, who shall go
into battles instead of you.” I kissed his hand, and he then told me
the following story, exhorting me to listen to it with the ears of my
soul.
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