Twenty-five thousand purses have been found with the cheating Yazjees,[39] who are in a sad position. Four or five hundred families will be implicated in this business, and ruined by their want of honesty. The mountain is in a very disturbed state; but my habitation is well walled in, and the weight of all on poor me; for Logmagi is at Sayda. No letters from England.
So far till to-day; afterwards I shall not be able to give you any account of myself, as I suffer so by writing. The spectacles always cause me such a vast pain, that I cannot stand it: and, besides, it lasts all day, or next day. I was going to say, pray save your eyes, and do not read so much useless trash: but I forgot—I will never give you any more advice.
Mr. M., whom you did not see at Cyprus, has offered to serve me as secretary and to arrange my servants, he living at his own expense at Jôon or some other village; but, as he refused all salary, I could not do otherwise than refuse his offer.
This is my last long letter.
Yours sincerely,
H. L. S.
PS.—The steamer is expected in two days—perhaps it may bring news.
Lady Hester Stanhope to Dr. M.
Jôon, February 9, 1839.
You need not tremble this time, my dear doctor, for I am not displeased with you. The “Sir William Knighton”[40] is not worth looking into, and “Love” is not amongst them. The book of medicine is clear and well written.