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The Mulfuzāt Timūry = $b or, Autobiographical memoirs of the Moghul emperor TimūrTimur
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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
In this year, I one day went into the desert to hunt, when we came to
the hunting ground, a violent storm of both snow and rain came on;
afterwards the snow being very deep, I lost my road, and wandered about;
at length I saw something dark, when I approached it, I found it was a
hill, at the bottom of which there was a great cave, in which some
families of the Arlāt clan had taken shelter from the inclemency of the
weather, had formed chambers in the rocks of the cave, and had pitched
their tents in its vicinity; as I was nearly dead with cold, I got off
my horse, and entered the cave without ceremony; I there saw a good
fire, with a pot well filled with broth hanging thereon; as I was very
hungry, the sight of it delighted me; the owner of the room was very
kind, he pulled off my coat and boots which were wet through; he also
unbound my quiver, and bringing some horse rugs, made a bed for me; he
then brought the hot soup, of which I ate a quantity, and became warm
and refreshed: I passed the night there, and in return to the family for
their kindness, I took their eldest son home with me, and introduced him
to the Amyr.
Another time I went a hunting and met with a very serious accident; I
was pursuing a deer at full speed, when I unexpectedly came to a dry
well, the horse was very active, and attempted to jump the well, but
although his fore feet cleared it, his hind legs fell in; I vaulted from
the saddle, and tried to get over, but did not succeed, and both horse
and man went down; my companions thought I was killed; but when they
found me alive, they were much rejoiced, and made offerings for my lucky
escape, which was considered as a fortunate omen, and gained me many
followers.
[Sidenote: A. D. 1357.]
In the year 757, an army from Irāc invaded Maveralnaher, and collected
much plunder; I was then just twenty-one, and was sitting with Amyr
Kūrgen, when intelligence of the invasion was brought; he instantly
ordered me to take command of a detachment, and pursue the enemy; I
followed the Irakians twenty-three (Fersukh) parasangs, and having made
a forced march, came up with them at mid-day; the enemy were divided
into two parties, one of which protected the plunder, while the other
prepared to oppose me; my officers advised me to attack the plunder,
but, I said “no, let us defeat the fighting part, and the other will
soon disperse;” I then gave orders to charge, and putting spurs to my
horse, rushed on; the Irakians stood their ground, and we came to blows;
but after a few cuts on each side, they fled, upon which I took
possession of the plunder, and having restored it to the owners, waited
on the Amyr, who praised me exceedingly, presented me with his own
quiver, and appointed me (Beglerbeg) Commander of the tribe.
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