The servant replied, "My son is dying, sir. Only a few days ago he was all right, but today he is in the jaws of death. He is my only child and his death will simply paralyze me." Mr. Afseri went at once to the Holy Master, and, after informing him about this matter, requested him to take pity on the servant near him. After making some enquiries about his dying son, the Holy Master asked the servant not to worry and giving him a cardamom said, "Give this to your son, make him eat it, and he will be all right" The servant’s joy knew no bounds: he flew to his home and did what he was told. No sooner did she youngster partake of the cardamom than he seemed to be snatched from the jaws of death, and in a few hours, to the surprise of his relatives, who were anxious for him, he left his bed and was himself again. The news of his miraculous cure soon spread from mouth to mouth, and as all persons believed that the Holy Master had cured the boy miraculously, they became eager to see and pay homage to His Holiness. So great was the rush of the new de­votees, most of whom had never before even heard of his name, that he thought it proper to leave the town on the following day, and to go to its suburb, Djolfa, a beautiful village which is inhabited mostly by Armenian Christians.

But the citizens—both Mahometan and Zoroastrian of Isfahan flocked to Djolfa and, to be sure, His Divine Majesty did not disappoint them. He not only allowed them to pay their homage to him, but also allowed them to ask him questions. The Armenian Christians of the village did not lag behind. Several of them of both the sexes drew near him and adored him. The Holy Master imparted spiritual instruction to some of these new devotees, including the Police Commissioner of Isfahan, whose devotion, though a Sayed, knew no bounds.

The Holy Master with his party left Djolfa at 11 P.M. for Yezd thus giving a slip to the son of the Arbab, who was daily making enquiries about his visit to Yezd. On the morrow when the youth learned of his departure, he became very sorry but did not forget to wire to his father about it. Before the Arbab received the telegram the Holy Maser had arrived in Yezd, and so his hope of giving a rousing welcome to him was blighted. Arbab Rustom Khushrav, a rich merchant of Yezd. offered his bungalow to the Holy Master for his stay in it, and his offer was accepted. No sooner did His Holiness occupy the bungalow than visitors began pouring in. He allowed them to take darshana of him and imparted instruction to some of them.