Household. He wished neither rank
nor office, and had no worldly aims at all. His one supreme desire was to
serve Baha'u'llah, and for this reason he was never separated from his
Brother's presence. No matter what torments the others inflicted, his
loyalty equaled the cruelty of the rest, for he had drunk the wine of
unadulterated love.

Then the voice was heard, crying out of _Sh_iraz, and from a single
utterance of Baha'u'llah's his heart was filled with light, and from a
single gust that blew over the gardens of faith, he caught the fragrance.
At once, he began to serve the friends. He had an extraordinary attachment
to me, and was at all times concerned for my well-being. In Tihran he
occupied himself day and night with propagating the Faith and gradually
became well known to everyone; habitually he spent his time in the company
of blessed souls.

Baha'u'llah then left Tihran, journeying to 'Iraq, and of His brothers the
two who were in His company were Aqay-i-Kalim(51) and Mirza Muhammad-Quli.
They turned their faces away from Persia and the Persians, and closed
their eyes to comfort and peace; in the Beloved's path they chose with all
their hearts to bear whatever calamity should be their lot.

Thus they arrived in 'Iraq. During the days when Baha'u'llah had vanished
from sight, that is, when He was on the journey to Kurdistan, Aqay-i-Kalim
lived on the edge of an abyss; his life was constantly in danger, and each
day that passed was worse than the one before; still, he bore it all, and
knew no fear. When at last the Blessed Beauty returned out of Kurdistan,
Aqay-i-Kalim resumed his post by the Holy Threshold, rendering every
service within his power. For this he became known far and wide. At the
time when Baha'u'llah left Ba_gh_dad for Constantinople, Aqay-i-Kalim was
with Him and continued to serve along the way, as he did on the further
journey from Constantinople to Adrianople.

It was during the sojourn in this latter city that he detected from Mirza
Yahya the odor of rebellion. Day and night he tried to make him mend his
ways, but all to no avail. On the contrary, it was astonishing how, like a
deadly poison, the temptings and satanic suggestions of Siyyid Muhammad
worked on Mirza Yahya, so that Aqay-i-Kalim finally abandoned hope. Even
then he never ceased trying, thinking that somehow, perhaps, he could
still the tempest and rescue Mirza Yahya from the gulf. His heart was worn
away with despair and gri