The Mulfuzāt Timūry = $b or, Autobiographical memoirs of the Moghul emperor Timūr — John Shaqi
The Mulfuzāt Timūry = $b or, Autobiographical memoirs of the Moghul emperor TimūrTimur
History
The Mulfuzāt Timūry = $b or, Autobiographical memoirs of the Moghul emperor Timūr
Timur
Asia, Central -- History; Asia, Central -- Kings and rulers -- Biography; Timur, 1336-1405 -- Early works to 1800
About this time we saw some black (felt) tents or huts, upon which my
companions said, “these are hillocks of sand and dust,” so we gave
ourselves up for lost; I therefore threw the reins on my horses neck,
and took hold of the mane, the horse raised his head and began to neigh,
and stretched his neck. When we arrived near the tents, we saw a light
shining through one of the doors, which gave us courage; I therefore
alighted from my horse, and entered the tent, the inhabitants of which
supposing I was a thief, hallooed out and prepared to attack me; but
when I told them all the circumstances, they were ashamed, and having
cleared out a room which was constructed under ground, lighted a fire
for us, on which my companions entered, and we took possession of the
room; the good people shortly brought us some _Temakh Keruny_ soup, of
which I eat a great quantity, and was quite refreshed; they also brought
us some blankets, upon which we lay down, but they were so full of
fleas, that I could not sleep a wink all night. After I had mounted the
Imperial throne, I recollected all the circumstances of my hunting
excursion, of the cold and frost of the night, and of our society in the
cellar, in consequence of which I sent for the family, (and made them
_Terkhan_), i. e. amply rewarded them.
During this year, I was very ill for four months, and they could not
find out any cure for my disorder, I therefore gave up all hopes of
life; for a week I could eat nothing, but on the seventh day, they gave
me a pomegranate; soon after I became quite languid and insensible, and
while in the swoon, I fancied that they had bound me on a wheel, and
were bearing me towards heaven, and afterwards descending to the earth;
I did not recover from the fit, till they had burned me between the fore
finger and the thumb, when I felt the heat of the iron, I opened my
eyes, and saw the servants and my father and mother standing around me
crying aloud, I also joined in lamentation; soon after this I became
hungry, and the physicians having asked me what I would like, and they
would bring it, I called for _Yekhny_, and some of the _Temakh_ broth; I
eat a whole plate full of the latter, and during the night fell into a
deep perspiration, and from that time recovered.
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