Procopius Describes the Plague of Justinian 541-2 A.D.

                      

Procopius was the principal Byzantine historian of the 6th century and in his History of the Wars, he describes the great plague, believed to have been the first historically recorded epidemic of Yersinia pestis in Europe. Besides a very high death toll, it had massive political and economic consequences, and recurred at intervals until 750 A.D., after which there were no more European plague pandemics until the 14th century.

DURING these times there was a pestilence, by which the whole human race came near to being annihilated. Now in the case of all other scourges sent from heaven some explanation of a cause might be given by daring men, such as the many theories propounded by those who are clever in these matters; for they love to conjure up causes which are absolutely incomprehensible to man, and to fabricate outlandish theories of natural philosophy knowing well that they are saying nothing sound but considering it sufficient for them, if they completely deceive by their argument some of those whom they meet and persuade them to their view. But for this calamity it is quite impossible either to express in words or to conceive in thought any explanation, except indeed to refer it to God. For it did not come in a part of the world nor upon certain men, nor did it confine itself to any season of the year, so that from such circumstances it might be possible to find subtle explanations of a cause, but it embraced the entire world, and blighted the lives of all men, though differing from one another in the most marked degree, respecting neither sex nor age.

For much as men differ with regard to places in which they live, or in the law of their daily life, or in natural bent, or in active pursuits, or in whatever else man differs from man, in the case of this disease alone the difference availed naught. And it attacked some in the summer season, others in the winter, and still others at the other times of the year. Now let each one express his own judgment concerning the matter, both sophist and astrologer, but as for me, I shall proceed to tell where this disease originated and the manner in which it destroyed men.

It started from the Egyptians who dwell in Pelusium. Then it divided and moved in one direction towards Alexandria and the rest of Egypt, and in the other direction it came to Palestine on the borders of Egypt; and from there it spread over the whole world, always moving forward and travelling at times favorable to it. For it seemed to move by fixed arrangement, and to tarry for a specified time in each country, casting its blight slightingly upon none, but spreading in either direction right out to the ends of the world, as if fearing lest some corner of the earth might escape it. For it left neither island nor cave nor mountain ridge which had human inhabitants; and if it had passed by any land, either not affecting the men there or touching them in indifferent fashion, still at a later time it came back; then those who dwelt round about this land, whom formerly it had afflicted most sorely, it did not touch at all, but it did not remove from the place in question until it had given up its just and proper tale of dead, so as to correspond exactly to the number destroyed at the earlier time among those who dwelt round about. And this disease always took its start from the coast, and from there went up to the interior.

And in the second year it reached Byzantium in the middle of spring, where it happened that I was staying at that time. And it came as follows. Apparitions of supernatural beings in human guise of every description were seen by many persons, and those who encountered them thought that they were struck by the man they had met in this or that part of the body, as it havened, and immediately upon seeing this apparition they were seized also by the disease. Now at first those who met these creatures tried to turn them aside by uttering the holiest of names and exorcising them in other ways as well as each one could, but they accomplished absolutely nothing, for even in the sanctuaries where the most of them fled for refuge they were dying constantly. But later on they were unwilling even to give heed to their friends when they called to them, and they shut themselves up in their rooms and pretended that they did not hear, although their doors were being beaten down, fearing, obviously, that he who was calling was one of those demons. But in the case of some the pestilence did not come on in this way, but they saw a vision in a dream and seemed to suffer the very same thing at the hands of the creature who stood over them, or else to hear a voice foretelling to them that they were written down in the number of those who were to die. But with the majority it came about that they were seized by the disease without becoming aware of what was coming either through a waking vision or a dream. And they were taken in the following manner. They had a sudden fever, some when just roused from sleep, others while walking about, and others while otherwise engaged, without any regard to what they were doing. And the body showed no change from its previous color, nor was it hot as might be expected when attacked by a fever, nor indeed did any inflammation set in, but the fever was of such a languid sort from its commencement and up till evening that neither to the sick themselves nor to a physician who touched them would it afford any suspicion of danger. It was natural, therefore, that not one of those who had contracted the disease expected to die from it. But on the same day in some cases, in others on the following day, and in the rest not many days later, a bubonic swelling developed; and this took place not only in the particular part of the body which is called boubon, that is, “below the abdomen,” but also inside the armpit, and in some cases also beside the ears, and at different points on the thighs.

Up to this point, then, everything went in about the same way with all who had taken the disease. But from then on very marked differences developed; and I am unable to say whether the cause of this diversity of symptoms was to be found in the difference in bodies, or in the fact that it followed the wish of Him who brought the disease into the world. For there ensued with some a deep coma, with others a violent delirium, and in either case they suffered the characteristic symptoms of the disease. For those who were under the spell of the coma forgot all those who were familiar to them and seemed to lie sleeping constantly. And if anyone cared for them, they would eat without waking, but some also were neglected, and these would die directly through lack of sustenance. But those who were seized with delirium suffered from insomnia and were victims of a distorted imagination; for they suspected that men were coming upon them to destroy them, and they would become excited and rush off in flight, crying out at the top of their voices. And those who were attending them were in a state of constant exhaustion and had a most difficult time of it throughout. For this reason everybody pitied them no less than the sufferers, not because they were threatened by the pestilence in going near it (for neither physicians nor other persons were found to contract this malady through contact with the sick or with the dead, for many who were constantly engaged either in burying or in attending those in no way connected with them held out in the performance of this service beyond all expectation, while with many others the disease came on without warning and they died straightway); but they pitied them because of the great hardships which they were undergoing. For when the patients fell from their beds and lay rolling upon the floor, they kept putting them back in place, and when they were struggling to rush headlong out of their houses, they would force them back by shoving and pulling against them. And when water chanced to be near, they wished to fall into it, not so much because of a desire for drink (for the most of them rushed into the sea), but the cause was to be found chiefly in the diseased state of their minds. They had also great difficulty in the matter of eating, for they could not easily take food. And many perished through lack of any man to care for them, for they were either overcome by hunger, or threw themselves down from a height. And in those cases where neither coma nor delirium came on, the bubonic swelling became mortified and the sufferer, no longer able to endure the pain, died. And one would suppose that in all cases the same thing would have been true, but since they were not at all in their senses, some were quite unable to feel the pain; for owing to the troubled condition of their minds they lost all sense of feeling.

Now some of the physicians who were at a loss because the symptoms were not understood, supposing that the disease centred in the bubonic swellings, decided to investigate the bodies of the dead. And upon opening some of the swellings, they found a strange sort of carbuncle that had grown inside them. Death came in some cases immediately, in others after many days; and with some the body broke out with black pustules about as large as a lentil and these did not survive even one day, but all succumbed immediately. With many also a vomiting of blood ensued without visible cause and straightway brought death. Moreover I am able to declare this, that the most illustrious physicians predicted that many would die, who unexpectedly escaped entirely from suffering shortly afterwards, and that they declared that many would be saved, who were destined to be carried off almost immediately. So it was that in this disease there was no cause which came within the province of human reasoning; for in all cases the issue tended to be something unaccountable. For example, while some were helped by battling, others were harmed in no less degree. And of those who received no care many died, but others, contrary to reason, were saved. And again, methods of treatment showed different results with different patients. Indeed the whole matter may be stated thus, that no device was discovered by man to save himself, so that either by taking precautions he should not suffer, or that when the malady had assailed him he should get the better of it; but suffering came without warning and recovery was due to no external cause. And in the case of women who were pregnant death could be certainly foreseen if they were taken with the disease. For some died through miscarriage, but others perished immediately at the time of birth with the infants they bore. However, they say that three women in confinement survived though their children perished, and that one woman died at the very time of childbirth but that the child was born and survived.

Now in those cases where the swelling rose to an unusual size and a discharge of pus had set in, it came about that they escaped from the disease and survived, for clearly the acute condition of the carbuncle had found relief in this direction, and this proved to be in general an indication of returning health; but in cases where the swelling preserved its former appearance there ensued those troubles which I have just mentioned. And with some of them it came about that the thigh was withered, in which case, though the swelling was there, it did not develop the least suppuration. With others who survived the tongue did not remain unaffected, and they lived on either lisping or speaking incoherently and with difficulty.

Now the disease in Byzantium ran a course of four months, and its greatest virulence lasted about three. And at first the deaths were a little more than the normal, then the mortality rose still higher, and afterwards the tale of dead reached five thousand each day, and again it even came to ten thousand and still more than that. Now in the beginning each man attended to the burial of the dead of his own house, and these they threw even into the tombs of others, either escaping detection or using violence; but afterwards confusion and disorder everywhere became complete. For slaves remained destitute of masters, and men who in former times were very prosperous were deprived of the service of their domestics who were either sick or dead, and many houses became completely destitute of human inhabitants. For this reason it came about that some of the notable men of the city because of the universal destitution remained unburied for many days.

And it fell to the lot of the emperor, as was natural, to make provision for the trouble. He therefore detailed soldiers from the palace and distributed money, commanding Theodorus to take charge of this work; this man held the position of announcer of imperial messages, always announcing to the emperor the petitions of his clients, and declaring to them in turn whatever his wish was. In the Latin tongue the Romans designate this office by the term Referendarius. So those who had not as yet fallen into complete destitution in their domestic affairs attended individually to the burial of those connected with them. But Theodorus, by giving out the emperor’s money and by making further expenditures from his own purse, kept burying the bodies which were not cared for. And when it came about that all the tombs which had existed previously were filled with the dead, then they dug up all the places about the city one after the other, laid the dead there, each one as he could, and departed; but later on those who were making these trenches, no longer able to keep up with the number of the dying, mounted the towers of the fortifications in Sycae [Galata], and tearing off the roofs threw the bodies there in complete disorder; and they piled them up just as each one happened to fall, and filled practically all the towers with corpses, and then covered them again with their roofs. As a result of this an evil stench pervaded the city and distressed the inhabitants still more, and especially whenever the wind blew fresh from that quarter.

At that time all the customary rites of burial were overlooked. For the dead were not carried out escorted by a procession in the customary manner, nor were the usual chants sung over them, but it was sufficient if one carried on his shoulders the body of one of the dead to the parts of the city which bordered on the sea and flung him down; and there the corpses would be thrown upon skiffs in a heap, to be conveyed wherever it might chance. At that time, too, those of the population who had formerly been members of the factions laid aside their mutual enmity and in common they attended to the burial rites of the dead, and they carried with their own hands the bodies of those who were no connections of theirs and buried them. Nay, more, those who in times past used to take delight in devoting themselves to pursuits both shameful and base, shook off the unrighteousness of their daily lives and practiced the duties of religion with diligence, not so much because they had learned wisdom at last nor because they had become all of a sudden lovers of virtue, as it were—for when qualities have become fixed in men by nature or by the training of a long period of time, it is impossible for them to lay them aside thus lightly, except, indeed, some divine influence for good has breathed upon them—but then all, so to speak, being thoroughly terrified by the things which were happening, and supposing that they would die immediately, did, as was natural, learn respectability for a season by sheer necessity. Therefore as soon as they were rid of the disease and were saved, and already supposed that they were in security, since the curse had moved on to other peoples, then they turned sharply about and reverted once more to their baseness of hearts and now, more than before, they make a display of the inconsistency of their conduct, altogether surpassing themselves in villainy and in lawlessness of every sort. For one could insist emphatically without falsehood that this disease, whether by chance or by some providence, chose out with exactitude the worst men and let them go free. But these things were displayed to the world in later times.

During that time it seemed no easy thing to see any man in the streets of Byzantium, but all who had the good fortune to be in health were sitting in their houses, either attending the sick or mourning the dead. And if one did succeed in meeting a man going out, he was carrying one of the dead. And work of every description ceased, and all the trades were abandoned by the artisans, and all other work as well, such as each had in hand. Indeed in a city which was simply abounding in all good things starvation almost absolute was running riot. Certainly it seemed a difficult and very notable thing to have a sufficiency of bread or of anything else; so that with some of the sick it appeared that the end of life came about sooner than it should have come by reason of the lack of the necessities of life.

And, to put all in a word, it was not possible to see a single man in Byzantium clad in the chlamys, and especially when the emperor became ill (for he too had a swelling of the groin), but in a city which held dominion over the whole Roman empire every man was wearing clothes befitting private station and remaining quietly at home. Such was the course of the pestilence in the Roman empire at large as well as in Byzantium. And it fell also upon the land of the Persians and visited all the other barbarians besides.

Procopius, History of the Wars, tr. H. B. Dewing, Harvard University Press, 1914, Vol. I, pp. 451-473.

No Tax Relief

Procopius adds in The Secret History:

When pestilence swept through the whole known world and notably the Roman Empire, wiping out most of the farming community and of necessity leaving a trail of desolation in its wake, Justinian showed no mercy towards the ruined freeholders. Even then, he did not refrain from demanding the annual tax, not only the amount at which he assessed each individual, but also the amount for which his deceased neighbors were liable.

A Letter from Scott Fitzgerald Quarantined in 1920 in the South of France During the Spanish Influenza Outbreak

Dearest Rosemary,

It was a limpid, dreary day, hung as in a basket from a single dull star. I thank you for your letter. Ouside I perceive what may be a collection of fallen leaves tussling against a trash can. It rings like jazz to my ears. The streets are that empty. It seems as though the bulk of the city has retreated to their quarters, rightfully so. At this time, it seems very poignant to avoid all public spaces. Even the bars, as I told Hemingway, but to that he punched me in the stomach, to which I asked if he had washed his hands. He hadn’t. He is much the denier, that one. Why, he considers the virus just influenza. I’m curious of his sources.

The officials have alerted us to ensure we have a month’s worth of necessities. Zelda and I have stocked up on red wine, whiskey, rum, vermouth, absinthe, white wine, sherry, gin. and lord, if we need it, brandy. Please pray for us.

You should see the square, oh, it is terrible. I weep for the damned eventualities this future brings. The long afternoons rolling forward slowly on the ever-slick bottomless highball. Z says it’s no excuse to drink, but I just can’t seem to steady my hand. In the distance, from my brooding perch, the shoreline is cloaked in a dull haze where I can discern an unremitting penance that has been heading this way for a long, long while. And yet, amongst the cracked cloudline of an evening’s cast, I focus on a single strain of light, calling me forth to believe in a better tomorrow.

Faithfully yours,

F. Scott Fitzgerald

With many thanks to Hayley Pienaar for contributing this.

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Ibn Khaldun on the Black Death

                                        

The Black Death reached Tunis is 1348, when Ibn Khaldun was 17. In it he lost both parents and several teachers to whom he was very close. He lived through a period, as Albert Hourani puts it: “Full of reminders of the fragility of human effort”. His experiences led him to create a new and original philosophy of history, his central theme being why nations rise to power and what causes their decline, set forth in his Introduction to a Universal History, The Muqaddimah.

Plague Undermines Civilization

Civilization both in the East and the West was visited by a destructive plague which devastated nations and caused populations to vanish. It swallowed up many of the good things of civilization and wiped them out. It overtook the dynasties at the time of their senility, when they had reached the limit of their duration. It lessened their power and curtailed their influence. It weakened their authority. Their situation approached the point of annihilation and dissolution. Civilization decreased with the decrease of mankind. Cities and buildings were laid waste, roads and way signs were obliterated, settlements and mansions became empty, and dynasties and tribes grew weak. The entire inhabited world changed. The East, it seems, was similarly visited, though in accordance with and in proportion to [the East’s more affluent] civilization. It was as if the voice of existence in the world had called out for oblivion and restriction, and the world responded to its call.

tr. Rosenthal

On Air Pollution and the Plague

The commonest cause of epidemics is the pollution of the air resulting from a denser population which fills it with corruption and dense moisture…. That is why we mentioned, elsewhere, the wisdom of leaving open empty spaces in built-up areas, in order that the winds may circulate, carrying away all the corruption produced in the air by animals and bringing in its place fresh, clean air. And this is why the death rate is highest in populous cities, such as Cairo in the East and Fez in the West.”

tr. Issawi

Translations are from Franz Rosenthal’s three-volume translation, The Muqaddimah, second edition 1967, Princeton University and from Charles Issawi’s  An Arab Philosophy of History: Selections from the Prolegomena of Ibn Khaldun of Tunis (1332–1406), revised edition 1987, Darwin Press. The Muqaddimah is also available on line at https://asadullahali.files.wordpress.com . There is a non-academic article on Ibn Khaldun at https://archive.aramcoworld.com/issue/200605/ibn.khaldun

Dr Altounyan Recalls the Cholera Epidemic of 1894

Taqui Altounyan, the inspiration for Titty in Arthur Ransome’s Swallows and Amazons, begins her delightful memoir In Aleppo Once with a description of her paternal grandfather.   

He started serious life so early. At the age of seven, when his father died, leaving him in charge of his three brothers, he decided to be a doctor. Sitting by the deathbed he had searched medical books to find out what was killing his father. At the age of ninety-four he was seeing patients till the day before he died, so his active life lasted twice as long as usual. Groping through the mists of legend, I find him most truly in my memories of him and in his own writings.

At the age of ninety, for instance, he unearthed from the back of his mind the cholera epidemic he had dealt with in Syria fifty years before, though ‘unearthed’ is not really an apt word because everything to do with medicine, and all the experiences of his long years, was always there, bright and clean, in the very front of his mind. From the age of eight he had been storing whatever was useful to him. There is nothing doddering about the way, in 1947, he set out this description of the 1894 cholera epidemic: ‘about 2500 cases lasted about three months. First month, mortality 80%. Second month, mortality 60%. Third month, mortality 30%. Total about 30%. After visiting five or six cases, I suspected “cholera asiatica”. All the doctors of Aleppo – Turkish, Egyptian, Jewish, English, American, French, German, Italian, Armenian, about twenty in all, qualified and unqualified’ – I can see the twinkle in his eye as he reels off this list in his slightly Armenian English – ‘disagreed with me and insisted that it was “cholera nostras” which, as at present, came every summer. In spite of the pressure of my work at the time, I left all to investigate, and found it was “cholera asiatica”.’ Typically, he adds, ‘fortunately I had everything possible necessary for bacteriological examination, which I had brought from Berlin, so was fully prepared and equipped.’ But even he had no equipment for making ice to keep his cultures at the right temperature, so ‘I found the steps leading down to the rainwater cistern of the house in which I was living provided the exact temperatures, so made good use of them.’ ‘Being fully convinced,’ he goes on, ‘I warned the government. Immediately a commission of some twenty doctors was sent from Istanbul by the Sultan, who had been told by his fortune teller that his death would be caused by cholera which would come from Aleppo. An order was sent out from the health department in Istanbul that no report would be accepted unless signed by me.’  He then set out to lecture the town on precautions to be taken, as well as doing the technical side. With his usual endearing common sense and thoroughness, he forbade handshaking and, because he had discovered that ‘strong acid quickly destroys bacteria’, he advised everyone to ‘carry sour grapes in their pockets to keep the mouth and stomach acid by chewing and swallowing the juice.’ I give his own words because, not being completely familiar with English, he always gave instructions, even to my mother, as if reading straight out of a text-book, though what he said was his own.

He had great reverence for the medical men of the world, but he was never so in awe of them that he stopped using his own mind. If one way did not work well perhaps another way would. Try and see.

From In Aleppo Once, Taqui Altounyan, John Murray, London, 1969, pp. 2-3

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Gregory of Tours Describes the Plague at Rome 590 A.D

                             

                                From the account by his deacon, Agiulf, who was there

Pope Pelagius died of the plague in February, 590 A.D. His reluctant successor, then only a deacon, who was to be known as St Gregory the Great, ordered penances and processions – the normal recourse for many centuries – to plead for its end. Anyone who knows Rome, or has seen processions in cities such as Seville, will be able to imagine them vividly.

The Emperor, who loved the deacon dearly, gave thanks to God that he could now promote Gregory to such a place of honour [the Papacy]. He issued a diploma ordering Gregory to be enthroned. While preparations were still in train for his enthronement, this epidemic came to devastate the city. Whereupon Gregory exhorted his flock do penance in the following words:

 “Dearly beloved brethren, those scourges of God which we fear when they are still far off must terrify us all the more when they are come among us and we have already had our taste of them. Our present trial must open our way for our conversion. The afflictions which we suffer must soften the hardness of our hearts, as was foretold by the prophet: “The sword reacheth unto the soul.” Indeed, I see my entire flock being struck down by the sword of the wrath of God, as one after another they are visited by sudden destruction. Their death is preceded by no lingering illness, for, as you know, they die before they even have time to feel ill…..Our fellow citizens are not, indeed, taken from us one at a time, for they are being bustled off in droves. Homes are left empty, parents are forced to attend the funerals of their children, their heirs march before them to the grave….

[He exhorts repentance for all the various sins of greed, lack of charity, impiety, etc..]

Therefore, dearly beloved brethren, with contrite hearts and all our affairs in order, let us come together to concentrate our minds upon our troubles, in the order which I will explain in a minute, as day dawns on the Wednesday of this week.

Let the clergy go in procession from the church of the holy martyrs, Cosmas and Damian, with the priests of the sixth region. Let all the Abbots with their monks walk from the church of the holy martyrs, Protasius and Gervasius, with the priests of the fourth region. Let all the Abbesses and their nuns go from the church of the holy martyrs, Marcellinus and Peter, with the priests of the first region. Let all the children go from the church of the holy martyrs, John and Paul, with the priests of the second region. Let all the widows go from the church of St Euphemia, with the priests of the fifth region. Let all the married women go from the church of the holy martyr Clement with the priests of the third region. Let us all process with prayers and lamentation from each of the churches thus appointed, to meet together at the Basilica of the blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of Our Lord Jesus Christ, so that there we may at length make our supplication to the Lord with tears and groans, and so be held worthy to win pardon for our sins.”

When he had finished speaking, Gregory assembled the different groups of churchmen and ordered them to sing psalms for three days and pray to Our Lord for forgiveness. At three o’clock, all the choirs singing psalms came in to the church [Santa Maria Maggiore], chanting the Kyrie eleison as they passed through the city streets. My deacon, who was present, said that while the people were making their supplication to the Lord, eighty individuals fell dead to the ground. The Pope never once stopped preaching to the people, nor did the people pause in their prayers. It was from Gregory himself, while he was a deacon, that, as I have told you, my own deacon received the relics of the saints. Just as he was preparing to go into hiding, he was seized, carried along, brought to the Basilica of Saint Peter and then given back to the city as Pope. My deacon could not resist turning back to the Portus, for he wanted to see with his own eyes how the ceremony was carried out.”

According to tradition, as the great procession reached the Aelian Bridge over the Tiber, the Archangel Michael appeared on Hadrian’s mausoleum and was seen to sheath his sword, as a sign that their prayers had been heard and the plague was at an end. The mausoleum was renamed Castel Sant’Angelo and the bridge is now known as Ponte Sant’Angelo.

St Gregory of Tours’ “History of the Franks” was written in the years before 594 A.D., the year of his death. He writes of a number of plagues, this being the most famous. The complete history is available on-line in Earnest Brehaut’s translation (1916). This extract is taken from Lewis Thorpe’s version, Penguin, 1974, pp.543-6.

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Yüan Chên Laments His Young Wife who died in an epidemic

                                           

You were the youngest, and the one best loved by your father,

Everything went wrong the moment you married me.

You ransacked wardrobes when I was in need of clothes,

And sold your gold hairpin to buy me drinks.

At your meals you made do with wild vegetables;

For your firewood you depended on locust leaves.

Though my pay today is more than a hundred thousand,

All I can give you is sacrificial offerings.

*****

We joked before about what came after death;

Today all this rose before my eyes.

Nearly all your clothes have been given away;

Your sewing box remains, but I cannot bear to open it.

I still think of our old affection

And take pity on the male and female servants;

I know indeed that this misfortune is shared by all,

But it is worse for couples who have been poor

And for whom everything is tinged with sadness.

*****

When I sit at leisure, I feel sad for you and me.

How long, how long, can a hundred years last?

Têng Yu knew it was his fate not to have a son;

P’an Yüeh used many words to mourn his wife.

What could we hope for even if interred together?

To expect to meet only in another life is hard.

All I can do is keep my eyes wide open

In the middle of the night, hour after hour,

To requite the knitted brows of your whole lifetime.

Yüan Chên (Zhen) 779-831 A.D. was one of the great poets of the Tang dynasty. This lament is for his wife who died young, apparently in an epidemic. Têng Yu, fleeing a rebel army, abandoned his son to save his nephew, whom he had promised to protect. P’an Yüeh’s elegy for his wife is one of the most famous poems of the Tang. This translation is from the bilingual edition “One Hundred and One Chinese Poems” by Shih Shun Liu, Hong Kong University Press, 1968, pp.100-1

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Miss Tully: Letters from Tripoli during the plague epidemic of 1785-6 January to June

       

The plague slowly comes to an end.

 January 20th, 1786

On the calm resignation of the Muslims to their fate, simply saying “maktub – it has been written”

January 30th, 1786

On the shortage of boards for coffins and their exorbitant price; the two daughters of one noble lady die before their marriages, with descriptions of their clothes, the ceremonies and the beauty of their tombs.

February 10th, 1786

Miss Tully was horrified by the institution of slavery and tells several stories of the suffering, of which this is one.

April 10th, 1786 and May 2nd, 1786

Still imprisoned on account of the plague, a few Moorish domestic scenes are all I can at present give you…..

Amnani, the Greek wife of Hadgi Abderrahman, the ambassador to England, and her attendants move into the house next-door belong to the Tullys. The women socialize from their terraces and Miss Tully describes their beautiful clothes and various amusements.

June 2nd, 1786

The threat of Bedouin raids.

June 18th, 1786

Our house, the last that remained in quarantine, opened on the 16th, but this happy event seems marked by a succession of alarms….

The Ottoman Sultan, theoretically overlord of the Bey, sends the Captain Pacha to check on what seems to be the serious mismanagement of the state.

Miss Tully: Letters written during a ten years, residence at the Court of Tripoli, 1783-1795

Hardinge Simpole, 2009, pp.123-137

Miss Tully: Letters from Tripoli during the plague epidemic of 1785-6 – January 18th

                    

January 18th, 1786

Their troubles are compounded by a plague of locusts

We have at this time such a scarcity of wheat, that the Christians are glad to buy up all the biscuit from the ships in the harbour; and if the plague had not swept off the chief part of the inhabitants, they must have perished by famine: indeed, the small quantity of grain we have, seems, for our misfortune, to be threatened by the locusts, which have been approaching from the deserts of Egypt. These destructive insects have seldom been known to annoy this place, though they are the almost yearly scourge of Egypt and part of Asia. They fly in compact bodies through the air, darkening the atmosphere, and occupying a space of many miles in their passage. They make a noise in the act of nipping off the corn and herbage that cannot be mistaken, and which is distinctly heard at a great distance. While these invaders pass along, as if by enchantment, the green disappears and the parched naked ground presents itself. The locusts are salted down in great quantities at Cairo and Alexandria, and carried to different parts of Africa: many are brought to this place and eaten by the inhabitants.

Miss Tully: Letters written during a ten years, residence at the Court of Tripoli, 1783-1795

Hardinge Simpole, 2009, p.122

Miss Tully: Letters from Tripoli during the plague epidemic of 1785-6 December and January

        

Exploration of Africa foiled by the plague

December 18th, 1785

Yesterday, Baron de Haslien, a German nobleman, arrived here, to see if it were practicable to go from hence to Fezzan. He has left two brothers at Tunis, whose intentions are, if possible, to proceed this way to the coast of Guinea. Should they succeed, they will have the merit of being the first Europeans ever remembered to have crossed in any direction over Africa. The additional circumstance of the plague, with other difficulties, renders the Baron’s intention impracticable at present, and everybody seems disappointed at the thought of his not being able to perform this perilous journey.

A second wave of infection

December 31st, 1785

The plague does not finish with the year: it has been very severe this month, and nearly all the horrors of the last plague have been revived in the present. An imaginary security, which unfortunately led the principal Moors to neglect the few precautions they had taken in the beginning of the disease, has caused a greater number of the higher class to fall victims to it at present, than on the former occasion. The Bey yesterday had two of his children seized with the infection; and they are now at the point of death.  They have taken the plague from a little black female slave, who had lately been admitted to play with them; and the castle having been tolerably clean for some weeks, is expected, from the great number of its inhabitants, to be thrown again into a dreadful state

January 12th, 1786

Exploration foiled and the danger of second-hand clothes

The reappearance of this dreadful disorder has determined Baron Haslien, who has been here for some time, to relinquish his intention of proceeding to the interior of the country; he will embark in a few days for Europe; and the state of this place altogether seems to prevent his ever expecting to effect the researches he had planned.

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The Jews are at present loading vessels with the clothes of those who died of the plague, and are exporting them to Europe and Egypt: extraordinary precautions are, therefore, necessary in Europe, to prevent the effects of importing such cargoes.

The Jewish community frequently dealt in second hand clothing and this goes some way to explain why they were so often accused of deliberately infecting communities. It was not, of course, malice – no-one understood the mechanism of transmission.

The letter goes on to speak of Muslim and Jewish reactions to the plague and a description of the Mamlukes and their clothing.

Miss Tully: Letters written during a ten years, residence at the Court of Tripoli, 1783-1795

Hardinge Simpole, 2009, pp.116, 117, 118

Miss Tully: Letters from Tripoli during the plague epidemic of 1785

                 

The effect of climate on the plague

December 8th, 1785

In vain the Christians wish to finish their long quarantine, for notwithstanding their houses have been shut up six months, they are likely to continue so much longer. A short time since, few deaths were heard of, but in the last five days they have increased from four a day to fifteen. Though the plague is so continual at Constantinople, and is frequently carried from thence to the Levant, yet this place has escaped it till now for the last seventy years.

In 1783, the plague raged at Cairo, being communicated to that place from Constantinople, and they daily took out of its gates fifteen hundred corpses. The severity of it so often occasioned people to drop while walking in the streets, that an order was issued, that neither man, woman, or child should attempt to go out of their homes, without their name and place of residence written on paper and sewed to their caps.

A great many of the unfortunate inhabitants to escape death fled to the neighbouring countries; notwithstanding which and although the plague advanced and raged with equal violence at Alexandria, between which and this place there is constant communication, Tripoli remained unassailed by it. We must therefore consider ourselves singularly unfortunate to have witnessed its horrors in the short time (not two years) that we have been here.

The burning deserts which surround this country defend it in general from the plague, which equally disappears under extreme cold, and under the force of burning atmosphere. At Constantinople, on the contrary, the winter is cold enough to repel it in some measure; though it blazes afresh from the damp unwholesome heats collected from the neighbouring woods and mountains during the summer.

December 10th, 1785

A description of the religious ceremonies performed to try and avert the plague.

Miss Tully: Letters written during a ten years, residence at the Court of Tripoli, 1783-1795

Hardinge Simpole, 2009, p.113, 114-5