Is that a son of mine had died and my enemies—as is their wont—were overly jubilant at his death. At this, God granted me the glad tidings, saying that instead another son would soon be born; his name would be Mahmud. I was shown his name inscribed on a wall. It was then that I published this prophecy among thousands of friends and foes by means of a green handbill. Seventy days had not yet passed since the death of the first son when this son was born and he was named Mahmud Ahmad.