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Ibrahim won a battle, but he did not win the war.

Events developed... The rebels

— under the command of Abu Samra — pressed on with the war stubbornly, and the Turks, the English, and the Russians supplied them with arms, until at last Emir Bashir was forced to surrender, and Ibrahim Pasha to withdraw and accept the rebels' conditions, foremost among them the return of the exiles to their homeland.

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After Emir Bashir II, there sat upon the seat of the emi-rate Bashir III, nicknamed Abu Tahin... Then he was arrested and exiled to the Astana... and a Turkish governor was appointed over Lebanon, Omar Pasha the Austrian... Word reached al-Shintiri that this governor intended to appoint him and Abu Samra commanders of the army, and he said, scornful and angry: — I have never been a foreigner's servant.

His words reached Omar Pasha, who sent to him secretly, saying: "I am not Turkish by origin. I have come to Lebanon to put an end to the disorder, and duty requires that you stand at my side, so that when my mission is done I may leave the government to whomever of the patriots you choose."

Yusuf was persuaded by this... He shook the Turk's hand and returned to the service of his homeland.

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The revolt shook Omar's seat, and international policy saw fit to divide the country in two: a qaimaqamate for the Christians, and another for the Druze... And over the Christians' qaimaqamate — with its seat at Bikfaya — was appointed Emir Haydar al-Lam'i, who thought to enlist the help of our hero — his comrade in struggle and exile — in consoli-dating the foundations of his rule, and set him at the head of the

administration of security and the collection of the miri revenues.

Yusuf performed his task admirably: he would strike hard and show forbearance, and he quelled every sedition... His enviers and enemies multiplied, poisoning the Emir's heart against him: — Al-Shintiri is proud of his past... he scarcely acknowledges that the Emir stands above him... and in his doings he conducts himself like an absolute master.

The Emir believed the slander-ers and dismissed him from his service... This grieved our hero, and from that time on he turned away from public service to his private affairs.

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Then came the ill-omened "year sixty"... the year of the civil war contrived to destroy national rule... Yusuf tried at first to take no notice of it, but the course of events drove him out of his seclusion, and he set about calling "the two warring brothers" to reason, to the sparing of blood whose shedding was in no way in the interest of the national cause.

More than once he was forced to fight — not to widen the range of the revolt, but to soften its fury and its evil... But "the arm of evil" was longer than his arm, and fate decreed for his homeland what it decreed, so he returned to his seclusion, sad and despair-ing... Sadness and despair told upon him, and he was stricken with an incurable disease that robbed him of his sight and para-lyzed the fingers of his hands.

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And he fell into poverty... his friends abandoned him... and nothing remained to him of his world but memories of the past and his self-respect.

It was the era of Rustum Pasha... and among the influential Lebanese notables of that era was Sheikh Eid Hatem, president of the Administrative Council... Sheikh Eid held that a hero like al-Shintiri must not be humiliated in his old age, and worked to

secure him a pension — and succeeded in his effort.

Rustum Pasha desired to see our hero. When he entered his presence, in the company of Sheikh Eid, the Pasha could not keep from exclaiming: — Are you Abu Qublan?

It seemed to Yusuf that the Pasha was mocking his weakness, his illness, and his old age; the blood rushed to his head, he reached his hand to his sword, defiant in his turn, and answered: — I am he, Your Excellency the Pasha, and you will find me ready to do battle with any horseman you please, despite the weakness, illness, and old age you see.

The Pasha soothed his feel-ings, saying: — I meant only to express my admiration for you, Abu Qublan.

And he overwhelmed him with his welcome and his kindness...

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