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0143 Overland to India : vol.2
インドへの陸路 : vol.2
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doi: 10.20676/00000217
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XXXVIII PASSION-PLAY IN MOHARREM   53

but he refuses to accept anything—a most unusual thing

in Persia.

More shouts are heard. The crowd of spectators

becomes closer, and they are packed together everywhere.

After the horsemen in cuirasses come forty men who

testify their grief at Hussein's death in a loathsome

manner. Their dress consists only of a pair of wide

white trousers, and their bodies, heads, and feet are bare.

They walk in couples, not straight forwards as usual, but

turned towards each other, taking side steps round the

course. Those with their backs to us put out the left

foot sideways along the course and then draw the right

foot up to it. They are covered with blood, partly clotted,

partly streaming over the face, breast, and white trousers.

In their hands are sharp-pointed knives with which they

cut vertical wounds in their heads and foreheads. Some

have deep, long, and hideous wounds in the head, others

cut themselves also in the breast and arms.

Walking face to face they incite and egg on one

another, and stimulate their eagerness for self- torture.

And when they are opposite my eivan and have thus

completed half the circuit, they are wild, idiotic, and in-

spired by uncontrolled passion in their religious fanaticism.

They keep time, smacking their soles against the pavement,

and in time with their feet they plunge the knives into

their heads and yell out their heartrending raucous " Ya

Hussein." Their features are distorted, their looks frenzied

and dreadful; they open their eyes wide to see better

through the blood that is running over them. This bloody

cortège reeks of blood, it leaves bloody footsteps behind,

and those who come after tread in the blood of their

predecessors.

The wild troop is attended by men on either side,

whose duty it is to keep an eye on those who seem likely

to lose control of themselves altogether, and may kill

themselves by a too powerful blow. Then they interfere

and forcibly remove the crazy man from the performance.

The procession moves slowly round the arena, and it is

wonderful if they all complete the circle alive. IN of one

comes off with a whole skin—that much is certain.