LETTER LXVII.

Exalted son, why did the sons of Shamshir Khán* resign? There must be some cause for their resignation. To dismiss old servants for a slight offence and to appoint new ones (in their places) is totally useless. I am like the sun approaching the vault (of the sky—i. e., I am nearing death)*. What do you think? Any how, if you come before my holy presence and become a king, I won’t mind it*.