My funeral lendid, exactly as I’d wanted. It made me proud that everybody I’d wished would attend came. Of the viziers who were in Istanbul at the time of my death, Haji Hüseyin Pasha of Cyprus and Baki Pasha the Lame loyally remembered that I’d rendered extensive services to them at oime or ahe presence of the Minister of Ats, Red Melek Pasha, who, at the time of my death was both in high favor and much criticized, enlivehe humble courtyard of our neighborhood mosque. Had I lived and tinued an active political life, I would’ve been promoted to the same rank as Mustafa Agha, the Sultan’s Chief Herald, whose presence especially delighted me. The mourners stituted a large, dignified and impressive group that included the Divaary Kemalettin Effendi, Chief Secretary Salim Effendi the Austere, the heralds of the Divan—each of whom was either a dear friend or an aremy—a group of former Divan cillors whned early from active political life, my school fr……（内容加载失败！）
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