HE spark that had kindled
the great conflagrations of Mazindaran and Nayriz had already set aflame
Zanjan(1) and its surroundings when the Bab
met His death in Tabriz. Profound as was His sorrow
at the sad and calamitous fate that had overtaken the heroes
of Shaykh Tabarsi, the news of the no less tragic sufferings
that had been the lot of Vahid and his companions, came as
an added blow to His heart, already oppressed by the weight
of manifold afflictions. The consciousness of the dangers
that thickened around Him; the memory of the indignity
He endured when He was last conducted to Tabriz; the strain
of a prolonged and rigorous captivity amidst the mountain
fastnesses of Adhirbayjan; the terrible butcheries that marked
the closing stages of the Mazindaran and Nayriz upheavals;
the outrages to His Faith wrought by the persecutors of the
Seven Martyrs of Tihran--even these were not all the troubles
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that beclouded the remaining days of a fast-ebbing life. He
was already prostrated by the severity of these blows when
the news of the happenings at Zanjan, which were then beginning
to foreshadow their sad events, reached Him and
served to consummate the anguish of His last days. What
pangs must He have endured as the shadows of death were
fast gathering about Him! In every field, whether in the north
or in the south, the champions of His Faith had been subjected
to undeserved sufferings, had been infamously deceived,
had been robbed of their possessions, and had been inhumanly
massacred. And now, as if to fill His cup of woes to over-flowing,
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there broke forth the storm of Zanjan, the most
violent and devastating of them all.(1) I now proceed to relate the circumstances that have made
of that event one of the most thrilling episodes in the history
of this Revelation. Its chief figure was Hujjat-i-Zanjani,
whose name was Mulla Muhammad-'Ali,(2) one of the ablest
ecclesiastical dignitaries of his age, and certainly one of the
most formidable champions of the Cause. His father, Mulla
Rahim-i-Zanjani, was one of the leading mujtahids of Zanjan,
and was greatly esteemed for his piety, his learning and
force of character. Mulla Muhammad-'Ali, surnamed Hujjat,
was born in the year 1227 A.H.(3) From his very boyhood, he
showed such capacity that his father lavished the utmost
care upon his education. He sent him to Najaf, where he
distinguished himself by his insight, his ability and fiery
ardour.(4) His scholarship and keen intelligence excited the
admiration of his friends, whilst his outspokenness and the
strength of his character made him the terror of his adversaries.
His father advised him not to return to Zanjan,
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where his enemies were conspiring against him. He accordingly
decided to establish his residence in Hamadan,(1)
where he married one of his kinswomen, and lived there for
about two and a half years, when the news of his father's
death decided him to leave for his native town. The ovation
accorded him on his arrival inflamed the hostility of the
ulamas, who, despite their avowed opposition, received at
his hands every mark of consideration and kindness.(2) From the pulpit of the masjid which his friends erected
in his honour, he urged the vast throng that gathered to
hear him, to refrain from self-indulgence and to exercise
moderation in all their acts.(3) He ruthlessly suppressed
every form of abuse, and by his example encouraged the people
to adhere rigidly to the principles inculcated by the Qur'an.
Such were the care and ability with which he taught his disciples
that they surpassed in knowledge and understanding
the recognised ulamas of Zanjan. For seventeen years, he
pursued his meritorious labours and succeeded in purging
the minds and hearts of his fellow-townsmen from whatever
seemed contrary to the spirit and teachings of their Faith.(4) When the Call from Shiraz reached him, he despatched
his trusted messenger, Mulla Iskandar, to enquire into the
claims of the new Revelation; and such was his response to
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of Tihran, had assembled, he called upon the ecclesiastical
leaders of Zanjan to vindicate the claims they had advanced.
Whatever questions they submitted to Hujjat, regarding the
teachings of their Faith, he answered in a manner that could
not fail to win the unqualified admiration of his hearers and
to establish the sovereign's confidence in his innocence. The
Shah expressed his entire satisfaction, and amply rewarded
Hujjat for the excellent manner in which he had succeeded
in refuting the allegations of his enemies. He bade him
return to Zanjan and resume his valuable services to the cause
of his people, assuring him that he would under all circumstances
support him and asking to be informed of any difficulty
with which he might be faced in the future.(1) His arrival at Zanjan was the signal for a fierce outburst
on the part of his humiliated opponents. As the evidences
of their hostility multiplied, the marks of devotion on the
part of his friends and supporters correspondingly increased.(2)
Utterly disdainful of their machinations, he pursued his
activities with unrelaxing zeal.(3) The liberal principles which
he unceasingly and fearlessly advocated struck at the very
root of the fabric which a bigoted enemy had laboriously
reared. They beheld with impotent fury the disruption of
their authority and the collapse of their institutions.
It was in those days that his special envoy, Mashhadi
Ahmad, whom he had confidentially despatched to Shiraz
with a petition and gifts from him to the Bab, arrived at
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Zanjan and delivered into his hands, while he was addressing
his disciples, a sealed letter from his Beloved. In the Tablet
he received, the Bab conferred upon him one of His own
titles, that of Hujjat, and urged him to proclaim from the
pulpit, without the least reservation, the fundamental teachings
of His Faith. No sooner was he informed of the wishes
of his Master than he declared his resolve to devote himself
to the immediate enforcement of whatever injunction that
Tablet contained. He immediately dismissed his disciples,
bade them close their books, and declared his intention of
discontinuing his courses of study. "Of what profit," he said,
"are study and research to those who have already found the
Truth, and why strive after learning when He who is the
Object of all knowledge is made manifest?"
As soon as he attempted to lead the congregation in
offering the Friday prayer, enjoined upon him by the Bab,(1)
the Imam-Jum'ih, who had hitherto performed that duty,
vehemently protested, on the ground that this right was
the exclusive privilege of his own forefathers, that it had
been conferred upon him by his sovereign, and that no one,
however exalted his station, could usurp it. "That right,"
Hujjat retorted, "has been superseded by the authority
with which the Qa'im Himself has invested me. I have been
commanded by Him to assume that function publicly, and
I cannot allow any person to trespass upon that right. If
attacked, I will take steps to defend myself and to protect
the lives of my companions."
His fearless insistence on the duty laid upon him by the
Bab caused the ulamas of Zanjan to league themselves with
the Imam-Jum'ih(2) and to lay their complaints before Haji
Mirza Aqasi, pleading that Hujjat had challenged the validity 534
deliver Him from His captivity. He even directed them to
tell the believers among their fellow-townsmen not to press
round Him, but even to avoid Him wherever He went.
No sooner had that message been delivered to those who
had gone out to welcome Him on His approach to their town
than they began to grieve and deplore their fate. They could
not, however, resist the impulse that drove them to march
forth to meet Him, forgetful of the desire He had expressed.
As soon as they were met by the guards who were marching
in advance of their Captive, they were ruthlessly dispersed.
On reaching a fork in the road, there arose an altercation
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between Muhammad Big-i-Chaparchi and his colleague, who
had been despatched from Tihran to assist in conducting the
Bab to Tabriz. Muhammad Big insisted that their Prisoner
should be taken into the town, where He should be allowed
to pass the night in the caravanserai of Mirza Ma'sum-i-Tabib,
the father of Mirza Muhammad-'Aliy-i-Tabib, a
martyr of the Faith, before resuming their march to Adhirbayjan.
He pleaded that to pass the night outside the
gate would be to expose their lives to danger, and would encourage
their opponents to attempt an attack upon them.
He eventually succeeded in convincing his colleague that he
should conduct the Bab to that caravanserai. As they were
passing through the streets, they were amazed to see the
multitude that had crowded onto the housetops in their
eagerness to catch a glimpse of the face of the Prisoner.
Mirza Ma'sum, the former owner of the caravanserai,
had lately died, and his eldest son, Mirza Muhammad-'Ali,
the leading physician of Hamadan, who, though not a believer,
was a true lover of the Bab, had arrived at Zanjan
and was in mourning for his father. He lovingly received
the Bab in the caravanserai he had specially prepared beforehand
for His reception. That night he remained until a
late hour in His presence and was completely won over to
His Cause.
"The same night that witnessed my conversion," I heard
him subsequently relate, "I arose ere break of day, lit my
lantern, and, preceded by my father's attendant, directed
my steps towards the caravanserai. The guards who were
stationed at the entrance recognised me and allowed me to
enter. The Bab was performing His ablutions when I was
ushered into His presence. I was greatly impressed when
I saw Him absorbed in His devotions. A feeling of reverent
joy filled my heart as I stood behind Him and prayed. I
myself prepared His tea and was offering it to Him when
He turned to me and bade me depart for Hamadan. `This
town,' He said, `will be thrown into a great tumult, and its
streets will run with blood.' I expressed my strong desire
to be allowed to shed my blood in His path. He assured me
that the hour of my martyrdom had not yet come, and bade
me be resigned to whatever God might decree. At the hour
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of which Hujjat eloquently set forth the basic claims of his
Faith and confounded the arguments of those who tried to
oppose him. "Is not the following tradition," he boldly
declared, "recognised alike by shi'ah and sunni Islam: `I
leave amidst you my twin testimonies, the Book of God and
my family'? Has not the second of these testimonies, in
your opinion, passed away, and is not our sole means of
guidance, as a result, contained in the testimony of the sacred
Book? I appeal to you to measure every claim that either
of us shall advance, by the standard established in that
Book, and to regard it as the supreme authority whereby the
righteousness of our argument can be judged." Unable to
defend their case against him, they, as a last resort, ventured
to ask him to produce a miracle whereby to establish the
truth of his assertion. "What greater miracle," he exclaimed,
"than that He should have enabled me to triumph, alone and
unaided, by the simple power of my argument, over the
combined forces of the mujtahids and ulamas of Tihran?"
The masterly manner in which Hujjat refuted the unsound
claims advanced by his adversaries won for him the favour
of his sovereign, who from that day forth was no longer
swayed by the insinuations of his enemies. Although the
entire company of the ulamas of Zanjan, as well as a number
of the ecclesiastical leaders of Tihran, had declared him to
be an infidel and condemned him to death, yet Muhammad
Shah continued to bestow his favours upon him and to assure
him that he could rely on his support. Haji Mirza Aqasi,
though at heart unfriendly to Hujjat, was unable, in the face
of such unmistakable evidences of royal favour, to resist
his influence openly, and by his frequent visits to his house,
and by the gifts he lavished upon him, that deceitful minister
sought to conceal his resentment and envy.
Hujjat was virtually a prisoner in Tihran. He was unable
to go beyond the gates of the capital, nor was he allowed
free intercourse with his friends. The believers among his
fellow-townsmen eventually determined to send a deputation
and ask him for fresh instructions regarding their attitude
towards the laws and principles of their Faith. He charged
them to observe with absolute loyalty the admonitions he
had received from the Bab through the messengers he had
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sent to investigate His Cause. He enumerated a series of
observances, some of which constituted a definite departure
from the established traditions of Islam. "Siyyid Kazim-i-Zanjani,"
he assured them, "has been intimately connected
with my Master both in Shiraz and in Isfahan. He, as well
as Mulla Iskandar and Mashhadi Ahmad, both of whom I
sent to meet Him, have positively declared that He Himself
is the first to practise the observances He has enjoined upon
the faithful. It therefore behoves us who are His supporters
to follow His noble example."
These explicit instructions were no sooner read to his
companions than they became inflamed with an irresistible
desire to carry out his wishes. They enthusiastically set to
work to enforce the laws of the new Dispensation, and, giving
up their former customs and practices, unhesitatingly identified
themselves with its claims. Even the little children
were encouraged to follow scrupulously the admonitions of
the Bab. "Our beloved Master," they were taught to say,
"Himself is the first to practise them. Why should we who
are His privileged disciples hesitate to make them the ruling
principles of our lives?"
Hujjat was still a captive in Tihran when the news of the
siege of the fort of Tabarsi reached him. He longed, and
deplored his inability, to throw in his lot with those of his
companions who were struggling with such splendid heroism
for the emancipation of their Faith. His sole consolation in
those days was his close association with Baha'u'llah, from
whom he received the sustaining power that enabled him,
in the time to come, to distinguish himself by deeds no less
remarkable than those which that company had manifested
in the darkest hours of their memorable struggle.
He was still in Tihran when Muhammad Shah passed
away, leaving the throne to his son Nasiri'd-Din Shah.(1) The
Amir-Nizam, the new Grand Vazir, decided to make Hujjat's
imprisonment more rigorous, and to seek in the meantime a
way of destroying him. On being informed of the imminence
of the danger that threatened his life, his captive decided to
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by the believers to the governor, in order to induce him to
release his young prisoner. He refused their offer, whereupon
they complained to Hujjat, who vehemently protested.
"That child," he wrote to the governor, "is too young to be
held responsible for his behaviour. If he deserves punishment,
his father and not he should be made to suffer."
Finding that the appeal had been ignored, he renewed
his protest and entrusted it to the hands of one of his influential
comrades, Mir Jalil, father of Siyyid Ashraf and
martyr of the Faith, directing him to present it in person to
the governor. The guards stationed at the entrance of the
house at first refused him admittance. Indignant at their
refusal, he threatened to force his way through the gate, and
succeeded, by the mere threat of unsheathing his sword, in
overcoming their resistance and in compelling the infuriated
governor to release the child.
The unconditional compliance of the governor with the
demand of Mir Jalil stirred the furious indignation of the
ulamas. They violently protested, and deprecated his submission
to the threats with which their opponents had sought
to intimidate him. They expressed to him their fear that
such a surrender on his part would encourage them to make
still greater demands upon him, would enable them before
long to assume the reins of authority and to exclude him
from any share in the administration of the government.
They eventually induced him to consent to the arrest of
Hujjat, an act which they were convinced would succeed
in checking the progress of his influence.
The governor reluctantly consented. He was repeatedly
assured by the ulamas that his action would under no circumstances
endanger the peace and security of the town.
Two of their supporters, Pahlavan(1) Asadu'llah and Pahlavan
Safar-'Ali, both notorious for their brutality and prodigious
strength, volunteered to seize Hujjat and deliver him hand-cuffed
to the governor. Each was promised a handsome reward
in return for this service. Clad in their amour, with
helmets on their heads, and followed by a band of ruffians
recruited from among the most degraded of the population.
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they set out to accomplish their purpose. The ulamas were
in the meantime busily engaged in inciting the populace and
encouraging them to reinforce their efforts.
As soon as the emissaries arrived in the quarter in which
Hujjat was living, they were unexpectedly confronted by
Mir Salah, one of his most formidable supporters, who,
together with seven of his armed companions, strenuously
opposed their advance. He asked Asadu'llah whither he
was bound, and, on receiving from him an insulting answer,
unsheathed his sword and, with the cry of "Ya Sahibu'z-Zaman!"(1)
sprang upon him and wounded him in the forehead.
Mir Salah's audacity, in spite of the heavy amour which his
adversary was wearing, frightened the whole band and
caused them to flee in different directions.(2) The cry which that stout-hearted defender of the Faith
raised on that day was heard for the first time in Zanjan, a
cry that spread panic through the town. The governor was
terrified by its tremendous force, and asked what that shout
could mean and whose voice had been able to raise it. He
was gravely shaken when told that it was the watchword of
Hujjat's companions, with which they called for the assistance
of the Qa'im in the hour of distress.
The remnants of that affrighted band encountered, shortly
after, Shaykh Muhammad-i-Tub-Chi, whom they immediately
recognised as one of their ablest adversaries. Finding
him unarmed, they fell upon him and, with an axe one of
them was carrying, struck him and broke his head. They
bore him to the governor, and no sooner had they laid down
the wounded man than a certain Siyyid Abu'l-Qasim, one of
the mujtahids of Zanjan who was present, leaped forward
and, with his penknife, stabbed him in the breast. The
governor too, unsheathing his sword, struck him on the
mouth and was followed by the attendants who, with the
weapons they carried with them, completed the murder of
their hapless victim. As their blows rained upon him, unmindful
of his sufferings, he was heard to say: "I thank Thee,
O my God, for having vouchsafed me the crown of martyrdom."
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hurled upon them. Shouts of exultation hailed at every
turn those who, tearing themselves from their homes and
kinsmen, enrolled themselves as willing supporters of the
Cause of Hujjat. The camp of the enemy hummed with feverish
activity in preparation for the great struggle upon which
they had secretly determined. Reinforcements were rushed
into the town from the neighbouring villages, at the command
of its governor and with the encouragement of the
mujtahids, the siyyids, and the ulamas who supported him.(1) Undeterred by the growing tumult, Hujjat ascended the
pulpit and, with uplifted voice, proclaimed to the congregation:
"The hand of Omnipotence has, in this day, separated
truth from falsehood and divided the light of guidance from
the darkness of error. I am unwilling that because of me
you should suffer injury. The one aim of the governor and
of the ulamas who support him is to seize and kill me. They
cherish no other ambition. They thirst for my blood and
seek no one besides me. Whoever among you feels the least
desire to safeguard his life against the perils with which we
are beset, whoever is reluctant to offer his life for our Cause,
let him, ere it is too late, betake himself from this place and
return whence he came."(2) That day more than three thousand men were recruited
by the governor from the surrounding villages of Zanjan.
Meanwhile Mir Salah, accompanied by a number of his
comrades, who observed the growing restiveness of their
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Amir-Nizam reached one of the generals of the imperial
army, Sadru'd-Dawliy-i-Isfahani by name,(1) who had set out
at the head of two regiments for Adhirbayjan. The written
orders of the Grand Vazir reached him in Khamsih, bidding
him cancel his projected journey and proceed immediately
to Zanjan and there give his assistance to the forces that had
been mustered by the government. "You have been commissioned
by your sovereign," the Amir-Nizam wrote him,
"to subjugate the band of mischief-makers in and around
Zanjan. It is your privilege to crush their hopes and exterminate
their forces. So signal a service, at so critical a
moment, will win for you the Shah's highest favour, no less
than the applause and esteem of his people."
This encouraging farman stirred the imagination of the
ambitious Sadru'd-Dawlih. He marched instantly on Zanjan
at the head of his two regiments, organised the forces
which the governor placed at his disposal, and gave orders
for a combined attack upon the fort and its defenders.(2) The
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contest raged in the environs of the fort three days and three
nights, in the course of which the besieged, under the direction
of Hujjat, resisted with splendid daring the fierce onslaught
of their assailants. Neither their overwhelming
numbers nor the superiority of their equipment and training
could enable them to reduce the intrepid companions to an
unconditional surrender.(1) Undeterred by the fire of the
cannon with which they were deluged, and forgetful of both
sleep and hunger, they rushed in a headlong charge out of
the fort, utterly unmindful of the perils incurred by such a
sally. To the imprecations with which an opposing host
greeted their appearance from their retreat, they shouted
their answer of "Ya Sahibu'z-Zaman!" and, carried away
by the spell which that invocation threw upon them, hurled
themselves upon the enemy and scattered his forces. The
frequency and success of these sallies demoralised their assailants
and convinced them of the futility of their efforts.
They were soon compelled to acknowledge their powerlessness
to win a decisive victory. Sadru'd-Dawlih himself had to
confess that after the lapse of nine months of sustained fighting,
all the men who had originally belonged to his two
regiments, no more than thirty crippled soldiers were left
to support him. Filled with humiliation, he was forced,
eventually, to admit his powerlessness to daunt the spirit
of his opponents. He was degraded from his rank and gravely
reprimanded by his sovereign. The hopes he had fondly cherished
were, as the result of that defeat, irretrievably shattered.
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So abject a defeat struck dismay into the hearts of the
people of Zanjan. Few were willing, after that disaster, to
risk their lives in hopeless encounters. Only those who were
compelled to fight ventured to renew their attacks upon the
besieged. The brunt of the struggle was mainly borne by
the regiments which were being successively despatched from
Tihran for that purpose. While the inhabitants of the town,
and particularly the merchant class among them, profited
greatly by the sudden influx of such a large number of forces,
the companions of Hujjat suffered want and privation within
the walls of the fort. Their supplies dwindled rapidly; their
only hope of receiving any food from outside lay in the
efforts, often unsuccessful, of a few women who could manage,
under various pretexts, to approach the fort and sell them
at an exorbitant price the provisions they so sadly needed.
Though oppressed with hunger and harassed by fierce
and sudden onsets, they maintained with unflinching determination
the defence of the fort. Sustained by a hope that
no amount of adversity could dim, they succeeded in erecting
no less than twenty-eight barricades, each of which was entrusted
to the care of a group of nineteen of their fellow-disciples.
At each barricade, nineteen additional companions
were stationed as sentinels, whose function it was to watch
and report the movements of the enemy.
They were frequently surprised by the voice of the crier
whom the enemy sent to the neighbourhood of the fort to
induce its occupants to desert Hujjat and his Cause. "The
governor of the province," he would proclaim, "and the
commander-in-chief too, are willing to forgive and extend a
safe passage to whoever among you will decide to leave the
fort and renounce his faith. Such a man will be amply rewarded
by his sovereign, who, in addition to lavishing gifts
upon him, will invest him with the dignity of noble rank.
Both the Shah and his representatives have pledged their
honour not to depart from the promise they have given."
To this call the besieged would, with one voice, return contemptuous
and decisive replies.
Further evidence of the spirit of sublime renunciation
animating those valiant companions was afforded by the
behaviour of a village maiden, who, of her own accord, threw
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from me that inestimable privilege, the crown of martyrdom,
the one desire of my life."
Hujjat was profoundly impressed by the tone and manner
of her appeal. He sought to calm the tumult of her soul,
assured her of his prayers in her behalf, and gave her the name
Rustam-'Ali as a mark of her noble courage. "This is the
Day of Resurrection," he told her, "the day when `all secrets
shall be searched out.'(1) Not by their outward appearance,
but by the character of their beliefs and the manner of their
lives, does God judge His creatures, be they men or women.
Though a maiden of tender age and immature experience, you
have displayed such vitality and resource as few men could
hope to surpass." He granted her request, and warned her
not to exceed the bounds their Faith had imposed upon them.
"We are called upon to defend our lives," he reminded her,
"against a treacherous assailant, and not to wage holy war
against him."
For a period of no less than five months, that maiden
continued to withstand with unrivalled heroism the forces
of the enemy. Disdainful of food and sleep, she toiled with
fevered earnestness for the Cause she most loved. She
quickened, by the example of her splendid daring, the courage
of the few who wavered, and reminded them of the duty each
was expected to fulfil. The sword she wielded remained,
throughout that period, by her side. In the brief intervals
of sleep she was able to obtain, she was seen with her head
resting upon her sword and her shield serving as a covering
for her body. Every one of her companions was assigned to
a particular post which he was expected to guard and defend,
while that fearless maid alone was free to move in whatever
direction she pleased. Always in the thick and forefront of
the turmoil that raged round her, Zaynab was ever ready to
rush to the rescue of whatever post the assailant was threatening,
and to lend her assistance to any one of those who
needed either her encouragement or support. As the end of
her life approached, her enemies discovered her secret, and
continued, despite their knowledge that she was a maid, to
dread her influence and to tremble at her approach. The
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shrill sound of her voice was sufficient to strike consternation
into their hearts and to fill them with despair.
One day, seeing that her companions were being suddenly
enveloped by the forces of the enemy, Zaynab ran in distress
to Hujjat and, flinging herself at his feet, implored him, with
tearful eyes, to allow her to rush forth to their aid. "My
life, I feel, is nearing its end," she added. "I may myself
fall beneath the sword of the assailant. Forgive, I entreat
you, my trespasses, and intercede for me with my Master,
for whose sake I yearn to lay down my life."
Hujjat was too much overcome with emotion to reply.
Encouraged by his silence, which she interpreted to mean
that he consented to grant her appeal, she leaped out of the
gate and, raising seven times the cry "Ya Sahibu'z-Zaman!"
rushed to stay the hand that had already slain a number of
her companions. "Why befoul by your deeds the fair name
of Islam?" she shouted, as she flung herself upon them.
"Why flee abjectly from before our face, if you be speakers
of truth?" She ran to the barricades which the enemy had
erected, routed those who guarded the first three of the defences,
and was engaging in overcoming the fourth, when,
beneath a shower of bullets, she dropped dead upon the
ground. Not a single voice among her opponents dared
question her chastity or ignore the sublimity of her faith and
the enduring traits of her character. Such was her devotion
that after her death no less than twenty women of her acquaintance
embraced the Cause of the Bab. To them she
had ceased to be the peasant girl they had known; she was
the very incarnation of the noblest principles of human conduct,
a living embodiment of the spirit which only a Faith
such as hers could manifest.
The messengers who acted as intermediaries between
Hujjat and his companions were one day directed to inform
the guards of the barricades to carry out the Bab's injunction
to His followers and to repeat nineteen times, each night,
each of the following invocations: "Allah-u-Akbar,"(1) "Allah-u-A'zam,"(2)
"Allah-u-Ajmal,"(3) "Allah-u-Abha,"(4) and "Allah-u-Athar."(5)
The very night the behest was received, all the
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defenders of the barricades joined in shouting those words
simultaneously. So loud and compelling was that cry that
the enemy was rudely awakened from sleep, abandoned the
camp in horror, and, hurrying to the environs of the governor's
residence, sought shelter in the neighbouring houses.
A few were so shocked with terror that they instantly dropped
dead. A considerable number of the inhabitants of Zanjan
fled, panic-stricken, to the adjoining villages. Many believed
that stupendous uproar to be a sign heralding the
Day of Judgment; to others it signified the sending forth,
on the part of Hujjat, of a fresh summons which they felt
would be the prelude to a sudden offensive against them
more terrible than any they had yet experienced.
"What," Hujjat was heard to remark, when informed
of the terror that sudden invocation had inspired, "if I had
been permitted by my Master to wage holy war against
these cowardly miscreants! I am bidden by Him to instil
into men's hearts the ennobling principles of charity and
love, and to refrain from all unnecessary violence. My aim
and that of my companions is, and ever will be, to serve our
sovereign loyally and to be the well-wishers of his people.
Had I chosen to follow in the footsteps of the ulamas of
Zanjan, I should, as long as I live, have continued to remain
the object of the slavish adoration of this people. Never
shall I be willing to barter for all the treasures and honours
this world can give me, the undying loyalty I bear His Cause."
The memory of that night still lingers in the minds of
those who experienced its awe and terror. I have heard
several eye-witnesses express in glowing terms the contrast
between the tumult and disorder that reigned in the camp
of the enemy and the atmosphere of reverent devotion that
filled the fort. While those in the fort were invoking the
name of God and praying for His guidance and mercy, their
opponents, officers and men alike, were absorbed in acts of
debauchery and shame. Though worn and exhausted, the
occupants of the fort continued to observe their vigils and
chant such anthems as the Bab had instructed them to
repeat. The camp of the enemy at that same hour resounded
with peals of noisy laughter, with imprecations and blasphemies.
That night in particular, no sooner had the invocation
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had told him, "refuse to entertain my appeal, I am willing,
with its permission, to depart with my family to a place beyond
the confines of this land. Should it refuse to grant even
this request and persist in attacking us, we should feel constrained
to arise and defend ourselves." Aziz Khan assured
Siyyid Ali Khan that he would do all in his power to induce
the authorities to effect a speedy solution of this problem.
No sooner had Siyyid Ali Khan retired than Aziz Khan was
surprised by the farrash(1) of the Amir-Nizam, who had come
to arrest Siyyid Ali Khan and to conduct him to the capital.
He was seized with great fear and, in order to avert any
suspicion from himself, began to abuse Hujjat and to denounce
him openly before the farrash. By this means he was able
to ward off the danger that threatened his own life.
The arrival of the Amir-Tuman was the signal for the resumption
of hostilities on a scale such as Zanjan had never
before experienced. Seventeen regiments of cavalry and infantry
had rallied to his standard, and fought under his command.(2)
No less than fourteen guns were, at his orders, directed
against the fort. Five additional regiments, which
the Amir had recruited from the neighbourhood, were being
trained by him as reinforcements. The very night he arrived,
he issued orders that the trumpets be sounded as a signal
for the resumption of the attack. The officers in charge of
his artillery were commanded to open fire instantly upon
the besieged. The booming of the cannons, which could be
heard distinctly at a distance of about fourteen farsangs,(3)
had scarcely begun when Hujjat ordered his companions to
make use of the two guns they themselves had constructed.
One of them was transported to a high position commanding
the Amir's headquarters. A ball struck his tent and mortally
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been experienced. The flower of Hujjat's supporters fell
on that day, victims to a ruthless carnage. Many a son was
butchered in circumstances of unbridled cruelty under the
eyes of his mother, while sisters gazed with horror and anguish
upon the heads of their brothers raised on spears and
brutally disfigured by the weapons of their foes. In the
midst of a tumult in which the boisterous enthusiasm of the
companions of Hujjat faced the fury and barbarism of an
exasperated enemy, the voices of women, who were struggling
side by side with the men, could be heard from time to time,
animating the zeal of their fellow-disciples. The victory that
was miraculously achieved on that day was, in no small
measure, attributable to the shouts of exultation which those
women raised in the face of a mighty foe, shouts which acquired
added poignancy by their own acts of heroism and
self-sacrifice. Disguised in the garb of men, some had rushed
forward, in their eagerness to supplant their fallen brethren,
while the rest were seen carrying on their shoulders skins full
of water, with which they strove to allay the thirst, and
revive the strength, of the wounded. Confusion reigned
meanwhile in the camp of the enemy. Deprived of water,
and distressed by defection in their ranks, they fought a losing
battle, unable to retreat and impotent to conquer. No less
than three hundred companions quaffed, that day, the cup
of martyrdom.
One of Hujjat's supporters was a man named Muhsin,
whose function it was to sound the adhan.(1) His voice was
endowed with a quality of warmth and richness that no man
in the neighbourhood could equal. Its reverberation, as he
summoned the faithful to prayer, could be distinctly felt as
far as the adjoining villages, and penetrated the hearts of
those who heard it. Oftentimes did the worshippers in that
vicinity, in whose ears the voice of Muhsin was ringing, express
their indignation at the charges of heresy imputed to
Hujjat and his friends. So loud grew their protestations
that they eventually reached the ears of the leading mujtahid
of Zanjan, who, unable himself to impose silence upon
them, implored the Amir-Tuman to devise some means of
eradicating from the minds of the people the belief in the piety
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and uprightness of Hujjat and his companions. "Day and
night," he complained, "I strive through my public discourse,
no less than by private converse with the people, to instil
into their minds the conviction that that wretched band is
the sworn enemy of the Prophet and the wrecker of His Faith.
The cry of that evil man, Muhsin, robs my words of their
influence and nullifies my exertions. To exterminate that
miserable wretch is surely your first obligation."
The Amir refused at first to entertain his appeal. "You
and your like," he replied, "are to be held responsible for
having declared the necessity of waging holy war against them.
We are but the servants of the government, and our duty is
to obey the orders we receive. If you seek, however, to put
an end to his life, you should be prepared to make the proper
sacrifice." The siyyid immediately understood the purpose
of the Amir's allusion. He had no sooner regained his house
than he sent him, by the hand of a messenger, the gift of a
hundred tumans.(1) The Amir promptly ordered a number of his men, who
were famed for their marksmanship, to lie in wait for Muhsin
and shoot him when in the act of prayer. It was the hour
of dawn when, as he raised the cry of "La Ilah-a-Illa'llah,"(2)
a bullet struck him in the mouth and killed him instantly.
Hujjat, as soon as he was informed of that cruel act, ordered
another of his companions to ascend the turret and continue
the prayer from where Muhsin had left off. Though his life
was spared until the cessation of hostilities, he, together with
certain of his brethren, was made to suffer, eventually, a
death no less atrocious than that of his fellow-disciple.
As the days of the siege were drawing to a close, Hujjat
urged all those who were betrothed to celebrate their nuptials.
For each unmarried youth among the besieged he chose a
spouse, and, within the limits of the means at his disposal,
contributed from his own purse whatever could add to the
comfort and gladness of the newly married. He sold all the
jewels his wife possessed, and, with the money, provided
whatever could be obtained to bring happiness and pleasure
to those he had joined in wedlock. During more than three
months these festivities continued, festivities which were
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glows in my heart." The praise of his Beloved lingered on
his lips until the last moment of his life.
Among the women who distinguished themselves by the
tenacity of their faith was one named Umm-i-Ashraf,(1)
who was newly married when the storm of Zanjan broke out.
She was within the fort when she gave birth to her son Ashraf.
Both mother and child survived the massacre that marked
the closing stages of that tragedy. Years afterwards, when
her son had grown into a youth of great promise, he was
involved in the persecutions that afflicted brethren.
Unable to persuade him to recant, his enemies endeavoured
to alarm his mother and convince her of the necessity of
saving him, ere it was too late, from his fate. "I will disown
you as my son," cried the mother, when brought face to face
with him, "if you incline your heart to such evil whisperings
and allow them to turn you away from the Truth." Faithful
to his mother's admonitions, Ashraf met his death with
intrepid calm. Though herself a witness to the cruelties
inflicted on her son, she made no lamentation, neither did
she shed a tear. This marvellous mother showed a courage
and fortitude that amazed the perpetrators of that shameless
deed. "I have now in mind," she exclaimed, as she cast a
parting glance at the corpse of her son, "the vow I made on
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the day of your birth, while besieged in the fort of Ali-Mardan
Khan. I rejoice that you, the only son whom God gave me,
have enabled me to redeem that pledge."
My pen is powerless to portray, much less to render befitting
tribute to, the consuming enthusiasm that glowed in
those valiant hearts. Violent as were the winds of adversity
they were powerless to quench its flame. Men and women
laboured with unabating fervour to strengthen the defences
of the fort and reconstruct whatever the enemy had demolished.
What leisure they could obtain was consecrated
to prayer. I very thought, every desire, was subordinated
to the paramount necessity of guarding their stronghold
against the onslaughts of the assailant. The part the women
played in these operations was no less arduous than that
accomplished by their men companions. Every woman, irrespective
of rank and age, joined with energy in the common
task. They sewed the garments, baked the bread, ministered
to the sick and wounded, repaired the barricades, cleared
away from the courts and terraces the balls and missiles fired
upon them by the enemy, and, last but not least, cheered the
faint in heart and animated the faith of the wavering.(1) Even
the children joined in giving whatever assistance was in their
power to the common cause, and seemed to be fired by an
enthusiasm no less remarkable than that which their fathers
and mothers displayed.
Such was the spirit of solidarity that characterised their
labours, and such the heroism of their acts, that the enemy
was led to believe their number was no less than ten thousand.
It was generally conceded that a continual supply of provisions
found its way, in an unaccountable manner, to the fort,
and that fresh reinforcements were being steadily despatched
from Nayriz, from Khurasan, and from Tabriz. The power
of the besieged seemed to them as unshakable as ever, their
resources inexhaustible.
The Amir-Tuman, exasperated by their unyielding tenacity
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are still vivid in our minds. That which was perpetrated
against them, the same they purpose to perpetrate against
us. In deference to the Qur'an, however, we shall respond to
their invitation, and shall despatch to their camp a number of
our companions, that thereby their deceitfulness may be
exposed."
I have heard Ustad Mihr-'Aliy-i-Haddad, who survived
the massacre of Zanjan, relate the following: "I was one of
the nine children, none of whom were more than ten years
old, who accompanied the delegation sent by Hujjat to the
Amir-Tuman. The rest were men of over eighty years of age.
Among them were Karbila'i Mawla-Quli-Aqa-Dadash, Darvish-Salah,
Muhammad-Rahim, and Muhammad. Darvish-Salah
was a most impressive figure, tall of stature, white-bearded,
and of singular beauty. He was greatly esteemed
for his honourable and just conduct. His intervention on
behalf of the downtrodden invariably received the consideration
and sympathy of the authorities concerned. He
renounced, after his conversion, all the honours he had received,
and, though far advanced in age, enrolled himself
among the defenders of the fort. He marched before us
carrying the sealed Qur'an as we were led into the presence
of the Amir-Tuman.
"Reaching his tent, we stood at its entrance awaiting his
orders. To our salute he gave no response, and treated us
with marked contempt. He kept us standing half an hour
before he deigned to address us in a tone of severe reprimand.
`A meaner and more shameless people than you,' he cried in
haughty scorn, `has never been seen!' He had hurled his
denunciations at us when one of the companions, the oldest
and feeblest among them, begged to be allowed to say a few
words to him, and, on obtaining his permission, spoke, unlettered
though he was, in a manner that could not fail to
excite our profound admiration. `God knows,' he pleaded,
`that we are, and will ever remain, loyal and law-abiding
subjects of our sovereign, with no other desire than to advance
the true interests of his government and people. We
have been grievously misrepresented by our ill-wishers. No
one of the Shah's representatives was inclined to protect or
befriend us; no one was found to plead our Cause before
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him. We repeatedly appealed to him, but he ignored our
entreaty and was deaf to our call. Our enemies, emboldened
by the indifference which characterised the attitude of the
ruling authorities, assailed us from every side, plundered our
property, violated the honour of our wives and daughters,
and captured our children. Undefended by our government
and encompassed by our foes, we felt constrained to arise
and defend our lives.'
"The Amir-Tuman turned to his lieutenant and asked
him what action he would advise him to take. `I am at a
loss," the Amir added, `as to the answer I should give this
man. Were I at heart religious, I would unhesitatingly embrace
his cause.' `Nothing but the sword,' replied his lieutenant,
`will deliver us from this abomination of heresy.'
`I still hold the Qur'an in my hand,' interposed Darvish-Salah,
`and carry the declaration which you, of your own
accord, chose to make. Are the words we have just heard
our reward for having responded to your appeal?'
"The Amir-Tuman, in a burst of fury, offered that
Darvish-Salah's beard be torn out, and that he, with those
who were with him, be thrown into a dungeon. I and the
rest of the children were scared, and attempted to escape.
Raising the cry of `Ya Sahibu'z-Zaman!' we hurried in the
direction of our barricades. Some of us were overtaken and
made prisoners. As I was fleeing, the man who was pursuing
me laid hold of the hem of my garment. I tore myself away
from him and managed to reach the gate that led to the approaches
of the fort, in a state of utter exhaustion. How great
was my surprise when I saw one of the companions, a man
named Iman-Quli, being savagely mutilated by the enemy.
I was horrified as I gazed upon that scene, knowing as I did
that on that very day the cessation of hostilities had been
proclaimed and the most solemn pledges given that no acts
of violence would be committed. I was soon informed that
the victim had been betrayed by his brother, who, on the
pretext of desiring to speak with him, had handed him over
to his persecutors.
"I straightway hastened to Hujjat, who lovingly received
me and, wiping the dust from my face, and clothing me with
new garments, invited me to be seated by his side and bade
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me tell him the fate of his companions. I described to him
all that I had seen. `It is the tumult of the Day of Resurrection,'
he explained, `a tumult such as the world has never
seen before. This is the day on which "man shall fly from his
brother, and his mother and his father, and his wife and his
children."(1) This is the day when man, not content with
having abandoned his brother, sacrifices his substance in
order to shed the blood of his nearest kinsman. This is the
day when "every suckling woman shall forsake her sucking
babe; and every woman that hath a burden in her womb
shall cast her burden. And thou shalt see men drunken, yet
they are not drunken; but it is the mighty chastisement of
God!"'"(2) Seating himself in the centre of the maydan,(3) Hujjat
summoned his followers. On their arrival, he arose and, standing
erect in their midst, spoke to them in these words: "I am
well pleased with your unflinching endeavours, my beloved
companions. Our enemies are bent upon our destruction.
They harbour no other desire. Their intention was to trick
you into coming out of the fort, and then to slaughter you
mercilessly after their hearts' desire. Finding that their
treachery has been exposed, they have, in the fury of their
rage, ill-treated and imprisoned the oldest and the youngest
among you. It is clear that not until they capture this fort
and scatter you, will they lay down their arms or cease their
persecutions against us. Your continued presence in this
fort will eventually cause you to be taken captive by the
enemy, who will of a certainty dishonour your wives and slay
your children. Better is it, therefore, for you to make your
escape in the middle of the night and to take your wives and
children with you. Let each one seek a place of safety until
such time as this tyranny shall be overpast. I shall remain
alone to face the enemy. It were better that my death should
allay their thirst for revenge than that you should all perish."
The companions were moved to their very depths and,
with tears in their eyes, declared their firm resolve to remain,
to the end, by his side. "We can never consent," they exclaimed,
to abandon you to the mercy of a murderous
enemy! Our lives are not more precious than your life,
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neither are our families of a more noble descent than that
of your kinsmen. Whatever calamity may yet befall you,
is what we shall welcome for ourselves."
All except a few remained true their pledge. These,
unable to bear the ever-increasing distress of a prolonged
siege, and encouraged by the advice Hujjat himself had given
them, betook themselves to a place of safety outside the fort,
thus separating themselves from the rest of their fellow-disciples.
Nerved to a resolve of despair, the Amir-Tuman ordered
all able-bodied men in Zanjan to assemble in the neighbourhood
of his camp, ready to receive his commands. He reorganised
the forces of his regiments, appointed their officers,
and added them to the host of fresh recruits that had massed
in the town. He ordered no less than sixteen regiments, each
equipped with ten guns, to march against the fort. Eight of
these regiments were charged to attack the fort every forenoon,
after which the remainder of the forces were to replace
them in their offensive until the approach of evening. The
Amir himself took the field, and was seen in the forenoon of
every day directing the efforts of his host, assuring them of
the reward awaiting their success, and warning them of the
punishment which, in the event of defeat, the sovereign would
inflict upon them.
For one whole month the siege continued. Not content
with attacks by day, the enemy several times attacked them
by night also. The fierceness of their onslaughts, the overwhelming
force of their numbers, and the rapid succession
of the onsets, thinned the ranks of the companions and aggravated
their distress. Reinforcements for the enemy continued
to pour in from all directions, while the besieged languished
in a state of misery and hunger.(1) The Amir-Nizam meanwhile decided to strengthen the
hands of the Amir-Tuman by the appointment of Hasan-Ali
Khan-i-Karrusi, who was commanded to march at the
head of two sunni regiments to Zanjan. His arrival was
the signal for the concentration of the enemy's artillery on
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was himself weary of the coercive measures to which he had
been compelled to resort in order to maintain the discipline
of his men and to keep unimpaired their efficiency and vigour.
He was drive against to take counsel with the remainder of
his officers, and to seek a desperate remedy for a situation
that was fraught with grave danger to his own life no less
than to that of the inhabitants of Zanjan. "I am weary,"
he confessed, "of the grim resistance of this people. They
are evidently animated by a spirit which no amount of encouragement
from our sovereign can hope to call forth in our
men. Such self-renunciation surely no one in the ranks of
our army is able to manifest. No power that I can command
is able to arouse my men from the slough of despair into which
they have fallen. Whether they triumph or fail, these soldiers
believe themselves doomed to eternal damnation."
Their mature deliberations resulted in the decision to
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out what still remained of the formidable forces they had
been unable to subdue. They launched a general attack,
fiercer and more determined than any previous one. Animated
by the beating of drums and the sound of trumpets,
and encouraged by the shouts of exultation raised by the
populace, they threw themselves upon the companions with
unbridled ferocity, resolved not to rest until the whole company
had been annihilated. In the face of this fierce onset,
the companions raised once more the cry of Ya Sahibu'z-Zaman!"
and rushed forth, undismayed, to continue the
heroic struggle until all of them had been either slain or
captured.
That massacre had scarcely been perpetrated when the
signal was given for a pillage, unexampled in its scope and
ferocity. Had not the Amir-Tuman issued orders to spare
what remained of the house and belongings of Hujjat, and
to refrain from any acts of violence against his kindred,
even more dastardly attacks would have been made by his
rapacious army. His intention was to inform the authorities
in Tihran and to seek from them whatever advice they wished
to give him. He failed, however, to restrain indefinitely the
spirit of violence which animated his men. The ulamas of
Zanjan, flushed with the victory that had cost them such
exertion and loss of life, and which had involved to such
an unprecedented degree their reputation and prestige, endeavoured
to incite the populace to commit every imaginable
outrage against the lives of their men captives and the honour
of their women. The sentinels who guarded the entrance
to the house in which Hujjat had been living, were driven from
their posts in the general tumult that ensued. The populace
joined hands with the army to plunder the property and
assail the persons of the few who still survived that memorable
struggle. Neither the Amir-Tuman nor the governor was
able to allay the thirst for plunder and revenge which had
seized the whole town. Order and discipline no longer existed
in the midst of the general confusion.
The governor of the province was, however, able to induce
the officers of the army to gather together the captives into
the house of a certain Haji Ghulam and to keep them in
custody until the arrival of fresh instructions from Tihran.
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The entire company were huddled together like sheep in
that wretched place, exposed to the cold of a severe winter.
The enclosure into which they were crowded was roofless and
without furniture. For a few days they remained without
food. From thence the women were removed to the house
of a muJtahid named Mirza Abu'l-Qasim, in the hope that
he would induce them to recant, in return for which they
would be offered their freedom. The greedy mujtahid,
however, had, with the aid of his wives, his sisters and daughters,
succeeded in seizing all they had been allowed to carry
with them; had stripped them of their garments, clothed
them in the meanest attire, and appropriated for himself
whatever valuables he could find among their belongings.
After suffering untold hardships, these women captives
were allowed to join their relatives, on condition that these
would undertake full responsibility for their future behaviour.
The rest were dispersed throughout the neighbouring villages,
the inhabitants of which, unlike the people of Zanjan, welcomed
the newcomers with treatment that was at once affectionate
and genuine. The family of Hujjat, however, was
detained in Zanjan until the arrival of definite instructions
from Tihran.
As to the wounded, they were placed in custody until
such time as the authorities in the capital should send directions
as to how they were to be treated. Meanwhile the
severity of the cold to which they were exposed and the
cruelties they underwent were such that within a few days
they had all perished.
The rest of the captives were delivered by the Amir-Tuman
into the hands of the Karrusi, the Khamsih, and the
Iraqi regiments, with orders that they be immediately executed.
They were conducted in procession, to the accompaniment
of drums and trumpets, to the camp where the
army was stationed.(1) All these regiments combined to add
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to the horror of the abominations perpetrated against the
poor sufferers. Armed with their lances and spears, they
flung themselves upon the seventy-six companions who still
remained, piercing and mutilating their bodies with a savage
ruthlessness that excelled the dark deeds of even the most
refined torture-mongers of their race. The spirit of revenge
which that day dominated those barbarous men passed all
bounds. Regiment vied with regiment in committing the
foulest atrocities which their ingenious minds could devise.
They were preparing to swoop afresh upon their victims when
a certain Haji Muhammad-Husayn, father of Aba-Basir,
sprang to his feet and, raising the call of the adhan,(1) thrilled
the multitude that had gathered about him. Though in the
hour of his death, such were the fervour and majesty with
which he pealed out the words "Allah-u-Akbar,"(2) that the
entire Iraqi regiment immediately proclaimed their refusal
to continue participating in such shameful deeds. Deserting
their posts, and raising the cry "Ya Ali!" they fled from that
place in horror and disgust. "Accursed be the Amir-Tuman!"
they were heard to exclaim, as they turned their
backs on that scene of bloodshed and horror. "That wretch
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has deceived us! With devilish persistence he sought to convince
us of this people's disloyalty to the Imam Ali and to
his kindred. Never, though we all be slain, will we consent
to assist in such criminal deeds."
A number of these captives were blown from guns; others
were stripped naked, ice-cold water was poured upon their
bodies, and they were lashed severely. Still others were
smeared with treacle and left to perish in the snow. Despite
the shame and cruelties they were made to suffer, not one of
these captives was known either to recant or to utter one
angry word against his persecutors. Not even a whisper of
discontent escaped their lips, nor did their countenances
betray a shadow of regret or grief. No amount of adversity
could succeed in darkening the light that shone in those faces;
no words, however insulting, could disturb the serenity of
their expressions.(1) No sooner had the persecutors finished their work than
they began to seek for the body of Hujjat, the place of whose
burial the companions had carefully concealed. The most
inhuman tortures had proved powerless to induce them to
disclose the identity of that spot. The governor, exasperated
by the failure of his search, asked that the seven-year-old
son of Hujjat, whose name was Husayn, be brought to him
that he might attempt to induce him to disclose the secret.(2)
My son, he said, as he gently caressed him, "I am filled
with grief at the knowledge of all the afflictions that have been
the lot of your parents. Not I, but the mujtahids of Zanjan,
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should be held responsible for the abominations that have
been committed. I am now willing to accord the remains of
your father a befitting burial, and wish to atone for the
shameful deeds that have been perpetrated against him."
By his gentle insinuations, he succeeded in getting the child
to reveal the secret, and thereupon sent his men to fetch the
body. No sooner had the object of his desire been delivered
into his hands than he ordered that it be dragged with a
rope, to the sound of drums and trumpets, through the streets
of Zanjan. For three days and three nights, unspeakable
injuries were heaped upon the body, which lay exposed to the
eyes of the people in the maydan.(1) On the third night, it
was reported that a number of horsemen had succeeded in
carrying away the remnants of the corpse to a place of safety
in the direction of Qazvin. As to Hujjat's kinsmen, orders
were received from Tihran to conduct them to Shiraz and to
deliver them into the hands of the governor. There they
languished in poverty and misery. Whatever possessions still
remained to them the governor seized for himself, and condemned
the victims of his rapacity to seek shelter in a ruined
and dilapidated house. Hujjat's youngest son, Mihdi, died
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of the privations he and his family were made to suffer, and
was buried in the very midst of the ruins that had served
as his shelter.
I was privileged, nine years after the termination of that
memorable struggle, to visit Zanjan and witness the scene
of those terrible butcheries. I beheld with grief and horror
the ruins of the fort of Ali-Mardan Khan, and trod the ground
that had been saturated with the blood of its immortal de-
fenders. I could discern on its gates and walls traces of the
carnage that marked its surrender to the enemy, and could
discover upon the very stones that had served as barricades,
stains of the blood that had been so profusely shed in that
neighbourhood.
As to the number of those who fell in the course of these
encounters, no accurate estimate has as yet been made. So
numerous were those who participated in that struggle, and
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could gather from the detailed account sent to the Holy Land
by a believer of that town, named Mulla Shafi, who had
carefully investigated the matter and had reported it to
Baha'u'llah. Whatever my pen has failed to record, future
generations will, I hope, gather together and preserve for
posterity. Many, I confess, are the gaps in this narrative,
for which I beg the indulgence of my readers. It is my earnest
hope that these gaps may be filled by those who will, after
me, arise to compile an exhaustive and befitting account of
these stirring events, the significance of which we can as yet
but dimly discern.