The daily morning journal and courier., 1898-07-06

our women treat me-" He has dozens of harems, and when Miss Hamilton asked him how many wives or slaves he had, he replied, How many? God knows"
 It is not difficult to understand that her presence in the capital of such a country was viewed with suspicion and jealousy by many eyes. The Sultana openly said: You are a butcher, not doctor" And all because of her skill with the knife and the bone-saw. She thought it wise never to see a patient in the harems If any of the women wished to consult her they came out She thought it not injudicious to re- frain from eating food prepared in the harems. Even the Ameer himself, when about to partake of invalid food -fal1naccous messes, beef teas and so forth, l suppose-always ontriyed that his doctor should take a spoonful of what she had cooked before he him. self tried it. Of course, when in full health, and dependent upon his own chefs, the tasters were present at the feast-suggestive official! He could not have been an easy patient. After tend- iiio lhAAl Iol llAdly ilOuIS at el oll GULL the doctor retired to her room for forty minutes, and just as she was dozing off was rudely awakened by a page with the request that she should go immediately to the Ameer. All he wanted to know was whether he might take peppermint.
 Miss Hamilton gives, indeed q most interesting account of her experiences with the Ameer, who talked very freely with her upon all manner of subjects. he has an inquiring mind, with pow CT of corrosive criticism which it is not wise to combat too openly. There is little love lost between him and the white races, of whatever nationality they may be. Here I am," he said on one occasion-they always talked in Persian, which Miss Hamilton speaks f1uently-" here I am shut up in these mountains and surrounded by foes. am just like poor goat shut up in a cave with several mouths to it. If I go out on one side a wolf is ready to de- vour me. If I go out on another it is a lion. On another, man with knife ready to cut my throat" There is no need to translate this bit of mountain symbolism into plainer language. The tiger is we'll aware that his claws are cut, and he roars all the louder for it. Nevertheless, he is intensely patriotic, though he is we'll aware that the chances of Afghanistan have gone. Not even he can reconcile the inhabitants of those savage mountains, who are made up of clements as diverse as Eng fish, French, German and negroes. How can I take my ease? I must work, I must save for her" Thus he spoke, even when ill And suffer though he might, he seldom failed to do his daily work, fearful of course, lest his absence should be construed into breakdown, which might give an opening to conspirators. Although so rough and cruel in the methods by which he keeps this unruly nation in hand, he is, when he chooses, most agreeable, refined and courteous. He is Q master of the art of flattery, and wasted much of it upon Miss Hamil- ton. She only laughed at him, of course, secretly, one supposes, as she is still alive
 As Miss Hamilton talks of Cabul and it's Court, it's people and their ruler, lllGIc IuIls DtlOIc lDc eye d Stcdt LII dD city, swarning with human beings, some handsome as gods, others gro- tesquely hideous as apes, seething with finest soldiery; a city of mud | houses, with mosque and palace ris- ing above them. The flowers are love- l lg, the fruits delicious, the climate de- lightful. The Ameer has various pal aces, pleasure resorts, shooting boxes, gardens. At the Court the day is oc- cupied in business, in the evening after dinner in relaxes. The Ameer sits on a couch in fine and spacious chamber, | listening to the ceaseless babble of his | courtiers, who are paying backgam- mon, chess and so on. The Ameer loves a babble. He himself is puffing at his cigarette, reading some rare volume of l Arabic or Persian. Or a moonshee is reading to him. Or he chats with his
 doctor; or she plays to him on mag nificent grand piano. decorated by l Burne-Jones. He pretends to care for ] it's mellifluous notes, but secretly pre- l fers the harsh, barbaric strains which l Easterns call music. Poor Miss Ham, 1 ilton was not allowed to have any l English books or papers. The Ameer ] ! might grow too wise. Perhaps it was
 as well, for she was thrown upon he1 l own resources, and studied men and
 women legends and history in oral
 form. When not in attendance at Court
 she had a fine house of her own, with
 no less than seventeen rooms In it. | Here she quickly established herself in l large though unprofitable practice the
 extent of which may be judged by the
 fact that on one day she had as many
 as seven hundred patients. Needless
 to say she had assistance. She had ar
 admirable English nurse who is ir
 Cabul at this very time. She had sold-
 iers to keep them in order. She had
 hakims to dispense. These are native
 herbalists, who have the strangest
 ideas of the construction of the human
 frame. She endeavored to inculcatt
 the theory of germs, vaccination, an6
 so forth into their heads. However
 she did contrive to establish vaccina.
 tion station in the capital.-From The