The diary of a Russian lady : $b reminiscences of Barbara Doukhovskoy (née princesse Galitzine)Dukhovskaia, Varvara
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The diary of a Russian lady : $b reminiscences of Barbara Doukhovskoy (née princesse Galitzine)
Dukhovskaia, Varvara
Russia -- Social life and customs; Voyages and travels
On our way home we visited a Turkish Coffee house. We entered a paved
courtyard with a fountain basin in the middle, surrounded by big yellow
flowers. The customers were sitting around the basin on low cushions;
some of them were sipping their coffee and others smoked their narghile,
passing it by turns from neighbour to neighbour. Thus occupied, the
Turkish smokers pondered meditatively, whilst the Greeks and the
Armenians argued about their commercial affairs. This coffee-house
consists of several lofty rooms. In one of them the proprietor was
sitting proudly behind his bar; a quantity of narghiles of all
dimensions, richly adorned with gold and silver ornaments, lay in rows on
the shelves fixed all around the wall. In the next room a barber worked,
shaving a greater number of skulls than beards.
May 5th.—A Russian employer has been insulted this morning by an
individual serving in the Persian Consulate, who called him a lot of
bad names. The man came to complain to my husband just when the Persian
Consul was announced. The culpable Persian was speedily sent for and
brought in under the escort of a Russian gendarme and a Turkish kavass.
The interview was not pleasant. Sergy told the Persian that it was only
out of regard to his Consul that a severe punishment was not imposed
upon him by the Russian authorities; he was handed over entirely to the
discretion of his Consul.
May 8th.—Yesterday we went to a ball given at the Casino, the building of
the ancient “seraglio,” where all the festivities were organised before,
being now transformed into a hospital for the Turkish wounded soldiers.
This ball was to be a grand affair, the arrangements were splendid; the
ball-room was fitted up as a big Turkish tent, decorated with plants
and flowers. I had to sign a large packet of invitations for that ball,
printed on gilt-edged paper, which indicated a long sojourn in the
shop by its yellowish colour. This ball sowed discord in many Armenian
families; the fair sex wanted to assist at it but the unfair protested
energetically. Bulerian, one of the richest Armenians of Erzeroum, had
proclaimed publicly that his compatriots who dared to conduct their
families to that ball would have to pay dearly for it when Erzeroum
was given back to the Turks. Bulerian was responsible for his reckless
speech; after having been smartly lectured for it, he has undergone the
most infamous Asiatic punishment, which was, being forbidden to mount his
horse for a whole month.
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