rror of the
world. They reflect the deeds and the pursuits of divers peoples and
kindreds. They both reflect them and make them known. They are a mirror
endowed with hearing, sight and speech. This is an amazing and potent
phenomenon. However, it behoveth the writers thereof to be purged from the
promptings of evil passions and desires and to be attired with the raiment
of justice and equity. They should enquire into situations as much as
possible and ascertain the facts, then set them down in writing.

Concerning this Wronged One, most of the things reported in the newspapers
are devoid of truth. Fair speech and truthfulness, by reason of their
lofty rank and position, are regarded as a sun shining above the horizon
of knowledge. The waves rising from this Ocean are apparent before the
eyes of the peoples of the world and the effusions of the Pen of wisdom
and utterance are manifest everywhere.

It is reported in the press that this Servant hath fled from the land of
Ta (Tihran) and gone to 'Iraq. Gracious God! Not even for a single moment
hath this Wronged One ever concealed Himself. Rather hath He at all times
remained steadfast and conspicuous before the eyes of all men. Never have
We retreated, nor shall We ever seek flight. In truth it is the foolish
people who flee from Our presence. We left Our home country accompanied by
two mounted escorts, representing the two honoured governments of Persia
and Russia until We arrived in 'Iraq in the plenitude of glory and power.
Praise be to God! The Cause whereof this Wronged One is the Bearer
standeth as high as heaven and shineth resplendent as the sun. Concealment
hath no access unto this station, nor is there any occasion for fear or
silence.

The mysteries of Resurrection and the events of the Last Hour are openly
manifest, but the people are sunk in heedlessness and have suffered
themselves to be wrapt in veils. 'And when the seas shall boil... And when
the Scriptures shall be unrolled.'(5) By the righteousness of God! The
Dawn hath truly brightened and the light hath shone forth and the night
hath receded. Happy are they that comprehend. Happy are they that have
attained thereunto.

Glorified be God! The Pen is perplexed what to write and the Tongue
wondereth what to utter. Despite unprecedented hardships and after
enduring years of imprisonment, captivity and woeful trials, We now
perceive that veils thicker than the ones We have already torn asunder
have interv