MADAME ROSE HANIE

Miserable is the man who loves a woman and takes her for a wife, pouring at her feet the sweat of his skin and
the blood of his body and the life of his heart, and placing in her hands the fruit of his toil and the revenue of
hi s diligence; for when he slowly wakes up, he finds that the heart, which he endeavoured to buy, is given
freely and in sincerity to another man for the enjoyment of its hidden secrets and deepest love. Miserable is
the woman who arises from the inattentiveness and restlessness of youth and finds herself in the home of a
man showering her with his glittering gold and precious gifts and according her all the honours and grace of
lavish entertainment but unable to satisfy her soul with the heavenly wine which God pours from the eyes of a
man into the heart of a woman.
I knew Rashid Bey Namaan since I was a youngster; he was a Lebanese, born and reared in the City of
Beyrouth. Being a member of an old and rich family which preserved the tradition and glory of his ancestry,
Rashid was fond of citing incidents that dealt mainly with the nobility of his forefathers. In his routine life he
followed their beliefs and customs which, at that time, prevailed in the Middle East