Behind the Veil in Persia and Turkish Arabia: An Account of an Englishwoman's Eight Years' Residence Amongst the Women of the East — David Hume — John Shaqi
Behind the Veil in Persia and Turkish Arabia: An Account of an Englishwoman's Eight Years' Residence Amongst the Women of the East
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One day I was visiting in the anderoon in company with the lady doctor
who was attending one of the children, and lunch was announced; so
the prince made us sit down with them and partake of the mid-day
meal. After lunch the prince amused himself by vaccinating all
the children he could lay hands on (not his own, but those of the
servants). The children did not seem to see the joke quite so much
as the prince did! They were much too frightened to run away, and
stood trembling in their shoes waiting for their turn to come. At
that time, too, no one in the anderoon dared say they had toothache,
for if they did immediately the prince would call for his forceps, and
out would come a tooth. Perhaps it might happen to be the offender,
but just as likely it would be an innocent tooth which had never
given its owner a moment's pain!
I shall never forget the delicious coffee which was always served
when visiting at this house. It was a mixture, I believe, of coffee
and chocolate; and I have never tasted anywhere such coffee. I asked
the princess to give me the recipe, but my make never came up to the
original, and I think perhaps they did not mean it to!
The princess was very fond of sending to Paris for boxes of goods
on approval, and it was rather amusing to be there when the things
arrived. Sometimes most beautiful Parisian blouses would come, quite
unsuitable for her; but she loved to try them on and then put them
away, never, perhaps, to be looked at again. I have very pleasant
memories of my friendship with Princess Hamadane, and have as a yad
gari (remembrance) a lovely silver tray of Persian work, which she
presented to me on our leaving Yezd; also the photographs of her
three children--two girls and a boy.
It is quite impossible to tell of all the interesting visits paid to
different anderoons; but I should like to mention some visits paid
to the anderoon of the Zil-es-Sultan, a brother of the late Shah. He
was then Governor of Isphahan, and my husband at that time was taking
charge of the medical work there for a year.