During the night following the next day, however, my father walked into the house
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Sulaymáníyyih (today: Sulaymaniyah, Iraq)
During the night following the next day, however, my father walked into the house. We hardly knew him; his beard and hair were long and matted - he really was a Dervish in appearance. The meeting between my brother and his father was the most touching and pathetic sight I have ever seen. Abbas Effendi threw himself on the floor before him and kissed and embraced his feet, weeping and crying, 'Why did you leave us, why did you leave us?' while the great uncouth Dervish wept over his boy. The scene carried a weight not to be expressed in words.
Source: Myron Henry Phelps and Bahiyyih Khánum, Life and Teachings of Abbas Effendi, p. 23-24
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