e." Things had gone too far;
Muhammad-Hadi was past saving.

He was a man short of stature, lofty of station and mind. His heart was
pure, his soul luminous. During all those days when he served the Holy
Threshold, he was loved by the friends and favored by God. From time to
time, a smile on His lips, the Blessed Beauty would speak to him,
expressing kindness and grace.

Muhammad-Hadi was loyal always, and he accounted all things other than
God's good pleasure as fiction and fable, nothing more. Blessed is he for
this gift bestowed upon him, glad tidings to him for the place to which he
shall be led; may it do him good, this wine-cup tempered at the camphor
fountain, and may all his strivings meet with thanks and be acceptable to
God.(36)

MIRZA MUHAMMAD-QULI

Jinab-i-Mirza Muhammad-Quli(37) was a loyal brother of the Blessed Beauty.
This great man was known even from his childhood for nobility of soul. He
was newly born when his distinguished father passed away, and thus it came
about that from the beginning to the end of his days, he spent his life in
the sheltering arms of Baha'u'llah. He was detached from every selfish
thought, averse to every mention except to whatever concerned the Holy
Cause. He was reared in Persia under the care of Baha'u'llah, and in 'Iraq
as well, especially favored by Him. In the presence of Baha'u'llah, it was
he who would pass around the tea; and he waited upon his Brother at all
times, by day and night. He was always silent. He always held fast to the
Covenant of "Am I not your Lord?" He was encompassed by loving-kindness
and bounty; day and night he had access to the presence of Baha'u'llah; he
was invariably patient and forbearing, until in the end he reached the
very heights of Divine favor and acceptance.

He kept always to his own way of being. He traveled in the company of
Baha'u'llah; from 'Iraq to Constantinople he was with the convoy and at
the halting-places it was his task to pitch the tents. He served with the
greatest diligence, and did not know the meaning of lethargy or fatigue.
In Constantinople as well, and later in the Land of Mystery, Adrianople,
he continued on, in one and the same invariable condition.

With his peerless Lord, he then was exiled to the Akka fortress, condemned
by order of the Sultan to be imprisoned forever.(38) But he accepted in
the same spirit all that came his way--comfort and torment, hardship and
respite, sickness and health; elo