CHAPTER XII.

On the 13th of July we bade adieu to our friend Shah Pursund Kh[=a]n,

who accompanied us a short distance on our way, after in vain

endeavouring to induce us to remain with him for some time longer,

this we could not accede to, but promised, if our time permitted, to

pay him a lengthened visit on our return. We had a long march this

day, the distance being nearly eighteen miles; but our beasts of

burden were much the better for their day's halt, and, the greater

part of the road being a descent, we reached Rhoeh, where we pitched

our tents, in very good time. The first few miles were along the

delightful valley of the Doaub, which we reluctantly quitted, and

after crossing a low ridge descended through broken country till we

reached the foot of the hills, where I observed for the first time

a genuine Tartar krail, composed of a number of small black blanket

tents fastened to a kind of wattle. In the plain of Rhoeh is a small

mud fort in a dilapidated state, and uninhabited; the village itself

was not of any importance, the habits of the people being evidently

migratory.

The Jerboa is a native of this country as well as the steppes of

Tartary, where it is most commonly found in the shrubless plains;

in form it is a miniature of the kangaroo, to which in some of its

peculiarities it bears a close resemblance, though in size it is very

little larger than our common English rat. The name of the "Vaulting

Rat," by which it is known among naturalists, is very applicable.

These little animals burrow deeply in the ground, and the method of

dislodging them adopted by us was the pouring a quantity of water into

their holes, which causes them to rush out at another aperture, when

they commence leaping about in a surprising manner until they observe

another burrow and instantly disappear. If chased, they spring from

the hind quarters, darting about here and there, and affording great

amusement to the pursuers. It is difficult to hold them, as they are

rarely grasped without losing a portion of their long and beautiful

tails. The forelegs are much shorter than the hind ones, the ears are

very large and silky, and the eye surpassingly black and brilliant.

It is a harmless animal, and no doubt when tamed would be perfectly

domesticated.

Nothing of interest occurred either this day or the next, which

brought us, after another dreary march of seventeen miles, to the fort

and village of Koorrum. For nearly the whole distance between Rhoeh

and Koorrum not a drop of water is procurable; as we had not provided

against this contingency, we suffered in proportion. Altogether this

part of the road offers considerable obstacles to the progress of an

army, from its numerous ravines and steep though short ascents and

descents, which would be very difficult for artillery; I should, from

a cursory glance at the country, imagine that these steep pitches

might be avoided by a more circuitous route, though the one we pursued

was the beaten track for the caravans, and they generally find out the

most convenient passage. The approach to Koorrum was pretty, but the

scenery was of a character with which we were now so familiar that

its peculiar beauties did not perhaps impress us as much as when they

afforded the additional charm of novelty. A succession of walnut,

apricot, mulberry, and apple trees shaded our path, which lay through

extensive orchards, carpeted with beautiful turf. The vines clung to

the sycamore trees; and where the spade had been at work, corn and

artificial grasses grew in abundance. Our next halting place was

Sarbagh, where we arrived on the 15th, after marching through a

pleasant and fruitful valley, flanked by parallel belts of mountain

land, the agreeable verdure relieving the eye from the barrenness of

this, I may call it, parietal range. The ornamental trees which fringe

the banks of the Koollum river, as it gracefully pursues its course to

the Oxus, had altogether a very picturesque appearance.

The son of Baber Beg, the chief of Heibuk, was at this time residing

at Sarbagh, and shewed us every possible attention, sending us sheep,

fowls, corn, flour, fruit, and every article required for about

seventy people. It was very gratifying to us to find that we were

treated by the Uzbeg chiefs in so friendly a manner, as we had some

misgivings lest our being unprovided with any letters from influential

men in C[=a]bul, might create unfavourable surmises amongst a

half-savage and naturally suspicious race. Doubtless we gained a large

portion of attention and civility from the idea which pervaded all our

hosts that we were great hakeems, _physicians_, and if we chose,

could relieve the human body from every illness whether real or

imaginary--and I was glad to remark that the latter class of ailment

was by far the most common. Still, some diseases were very prevalent,

particularly those which may be considered as induced by a total

absence of cleanliness. Sore eyes were very common here, as in

Affghanist[=a]n, and our powers and medicine chest were sometimes

rather too severely taxed by importunate applicants, who never would

apply the remedy in the manner described, unless it was administered

upon principles which they understood, and which was in accordance

with their own reasoning. In C[=a]bul, the medical officers were the

only class of Europeans allowed an entrance to the harems of the rich,

when they were expected after feeling the pulse of some Cashmerian

beauty to pronounce her malady, and effect her cure forthwith. The

lords of the creation too, debilitated from early dissipation or a

life of debauchery, sued for remedies and charms, which, alas! are

only to be found in the hundredth edition of a work known by its

mysterious advertisement in the columns of a London newspaper.

On the 16th, after a long march of twenty-two miles, we approached

Heibuk through the same kind of scenery as the preceding day; on

rounding a projecting ledge of rock we saw that fortress in the

distance, on an insulated eminence adjacent to a low range of hills.

Meer Baber Beg has placed his fortress in a very respectable state

of defence, quite adequate to repel the desultory inroads of his

predatory neighbours; but commanded by and exposed to enfilade from

the hills about it, on one of these hills he has built a tower as a

kind of outwork, but it is very weak and of insignificant size.

The only thing worth seeing near Heibuk is the Tukt-i-Rustum or Throne

of Hercules, which we accordingly visited, and found it to be a

fortification of no very great extent on a most uncommon principle,

and of unknown date. The best idea I can convey to the reader of its

shape, is by begging him to cut an orange in half, and place its

flat surface in a saucer; he will then have a tolerable model of the

Tukt-i-Rustum. We entered by a narrow gallery piercing through the

solid mass of rock which forms the outer wall or saucer, and leading

by an irregular flight of steps to the summit of the orange. I

instituted many enquiries concerning the origin of this place, but

I could obtain no information; not even a legend beyond that it was

holy. We were accompanied by one of the chief's sons, a fat jolly

youth of about four-and-twenty, with a countenance that was a type of

his good humour--he sat with us for some time whilst we were at our

toilette, but affected to be somewhat shocked at the very scanty

clothing which we considered sufficient while our Bheesties poured the

contents of their mussocks[*] over us. It was rather amusing to hear

the remarks of the bystanders, who seemed to view cleanliness as

a consideration very secondary to etiquette. It would have been

fortunate for us if I could have persuaded our criticising friends to

try on their own persons the advantage of a dash of fresh water, for

they were without exception the most filthy race it has ever been my

misfortune to meet; their garments teem with life, and sometimes,

after merely sitting on the same rug placed to receive visitors, I

have been under the necessity of making a fresh toilette.

[* Note: Skins of water.]

Meer Baber Beg was a great man in these parts, and kindly sent us

three sheep, with fowls, flour, fruits, and grain in abundance,

intimating, at the same time, his intention to pay us a visit in the

evening. He came accordingly, and favoured us with his presence for a

considerable time. He seemed an intelligent man, but in a very infirm

state of health, and quite crippled from rheumatism. One would hardly

have supposed, while admiring his pleasing features, which expressed

so much benignity, that when on the throne of Koollum he had been such

a bloody tyrant; yet such was the case;--though the hereditary ruler

of Koollum and its dependencies, he had by his brutality made himself

so obnoxious, that he was deposed by his own subjects headed by his

younger brother, and dare not now shew his face on his paternal

estate.

This corpulent son whom I have before mentioned brought a

double-barrelled percussion gun for my inspection, and requested that

I would test its qualities on some pigeons that were flying about;

I was fortunate enough to bring down a couple on the wing, but was

somewhat mortified to find that the burst of admiration which followed

my feat was entirely confined to the weapon, which, together with the

donor, Dr. Lord, was praised to the skies, whilst no kind of credit

was given to my skill in using it.

We halted at Heibuk on the 17th, as the Meer requested we would stay a

day with him before putting ourselves in the power of the dreaded Meer

Walli of Koollum. At first he endeavoured to persuade us to abandon

our project of proceeding further, but, finding us determined, he

contented himself with relating every possible story he could remember

or invent concerning the many acts of cruel treachery which the

Meer Walli had perpetrated, and concluded by an eulogium on his own

manifold virtues.

During the course of the day a Hindoo from Peshawur peeped cautiously

into my tent, and, on my inquiring his business, he approached, and

with many salaams, laid a bag of money at my feet; rather astonished

at so unusual an offering, I requested to know the cause of this act

of generosity, and I was informed that it was a "first offering," or,

in other words, a bribe to propitiate me, in the hope that I would use

my influence to get the Hindoo out of the clutches of Meer Baber Beg.

The story he told me was, that some years back he came to Heibuk to

trade, and having made a little money was packing up his property

preparatory to his departure, when he was suddenly ordered into the

Meer's presence. "Friend," said this benign ruler, "stay here a

little longer; it is not right that, having made a sum of money in my

country, you should spend it in your own." Since then, he added, he

had been ill-treated and robbed several times to satisfy the rapacity

of this wicked monster; and then, as if frightened at his own

expressions, he peered cautiously round the tent, apparently fancying

the Meer himself would start from behind the screen to punish him for

his audacity. I returned him his 250 rupees, but told him if his story

were true I would use what little influence I possessed to procure his

release. When Baber Beg came to pay us his evening visit I broached

the subject, and requested as a favour that the Hindoo might be

permitted to accompany our party as a guide and interpreter. "If you

will take my advice," said he, "you will have nothing to say to the

scoundrel, who will come to a bad end: he has been deceiving you; but

if, after my warning, you still wish to have him as a guide, take him

by all means."

Accordingly I took him, but in justice to the Meer's discrimination of

character it must be owned that my protegé, as soon as he considered

himself safe from the Meer's indignation, proved himself to the

full as great a scoundrel as he had been represented. The following

morning, before taking our departure, Sturt presented to the Meer's

youngest son a handsome pair of percussion pistols, for which the

father seemed so very grateful that I could not help suspecting he

intended to appropriate them to his own use as soon as we were well

away.

On leaving the fortress of Heibuk we passed through a very extensive

cultivated district, the principal produce being the grain which in

Hindoostan is called jow[=a]r. The remaining portion of our journey to

Hazree Soolt[=a]n, which was a distance of eighteen miles, was nothing

but a barren waste with occasional patches of low jungle. We were now

evidently on the farthest spur of the Hindoo Khoosh; the hills were

low and detached, gradually uniting into the endless plain which

bounded the horizon to the north and west. On the road we met a

messenger who was on his way to Sir Alexander Burnes at K[=a]bul,

having come from Bokhara, bearing a letter from the _Vakeel_, or

native ambassador, whom Sir Alexander had sent some time back to

endeavour, by persuasion or stratagem, to effect the release of our

unfortunate countryman, Col. Stoddart. The courier, who had received

the account from the Vakeel, whether true or false he could not

inform us, stated "that Col. Stoddart accompanied the Persian army to

Her[=a]t, and finding they could not make the desired impression

on the walls, raised the siege, and the Colonel left the army and

proceeded across to Bokhara, whether to endeavour to effect the

release of the Russian slaves, (there being many in the dominions of

the Bokhara King,) or merely for amusement, he could not say; but that

the latter was the generally received opinion. On approaching the city

of the tyrant king he met a man riding furiously away with a woman,

and as she passed, called out to the Colonel Amaun, Amaun! mercy,

mercy! whereupon he immediately galloped up to the ravisher, and

securing the deliverance of the woman, told her to keep under his

protection until he entered the city. On the first day after

his arrival the King passed as the Colonel was riding on

horseback, and although the latter gave the salute usual

in his own country, it did not satisfy the ruler; moreover, he, the

Feringhi, was on horseback without permission, and therefore the Khan

ordered him the following day into his presence. Messengers the next

morning were sent, who abruptly entered the Colonel's house, and

finding he would not willingly submit, dragged him before their chief.

He was asked, why he had infringed the customs of the country by

riding on horseback in the city, and why he did not pay the recognised

submission to the ruler of a free country? The reply was, that the

same compliment had been paid to the King of Bokhara as was customary

in Europe to a crowned head. And why have you presumed to ride on

horseback within the city walls, where no Feringhi is allowed? Because

I was ignorant of the custom. It's a lie; my messengers ordered you

to dismount and you would not. 'Tis true, they did order me and I did

not, but I thought they were doing more than their duty. After this

the King ordered him into confinement, where he now is."

The courier, after giving us this information, remarked that he

was penniless, and that as his business concerned the safety of a

countryman, he hoped we would assist him. Though we were not quite

satisfied with the man's story, we stood the chance of its being true,

and furnished him with funds for the prosecution of his journey,

for which, on our return to Cabul, we were kindly thanked by Sir

Alexander, who informed us that the note from the Vakeel conveyed the

intelligence of the failure of his endeavours, and that he had himself

been put in confinement.

At the time of which I am writing both Dost Mahommed Kh[=a]n and his

notorious son Akbar were prisoners at Bokhara; but the means taken

by _their_ friends to release them were more successful than those

adopted by our politicals at Cabul. It appears that the chief at Shere

Subz had for some time been at enmity with his Bokhara neighbour, and,

wishing to do Dost Mahommed a good turn, he picked out fifty of the

most expert thieves in his dominions--a difficult selection where the

claims of all to this bad preeminence were so strong--but the Shere

Subz chief was from experience a tolerable judge of the qualifications

of an expert rogue, and having pitched upon his men, he promised them

valuable presents, provided they effected, by whatever means they

might choose to adopt, the release of the Dost; hinting at the same

time that if they failed he should be under the necessity of seizing

and selling their families. The thieves were successful, and at the

expiration of a month the Dost was free.

If we could have interested the chief of Shere Subz in our favour by

presents and fair words, might not the same means have been employed

for the rescue of poor Stoddart? The only way to deal with a ruffian

like him of Bokhara would have been by pitting against him some of his

own stamp.

The King of Bokhara has several times endeavoured to coerce the

Shere Subz's chief, but the instant a hostile force appears on his

frontiers, the latter causes the whole of his country to be inundated,

so that the invader is obliged to retire, and is by this stratagem

kept at a respectful distance.

Another traveller came across us this day, who had resided for some

years at Kok[=a]n, and furnished us with some account of the nature of

the Chinese garrison of that fort. It is situated on an isolated rock,

and every five years relieved with men, provisions, and ammunition;

the flanks of the bastions are armed with ponderous wall pieces,

requiring three men to work them. Chambers are also bored in the live

rock, from whence enormous masses of stone might be discharged on an

assailing foe. The Kok[=a]nese have often attempted to dislodge the

intruders, but owing to the good state of defence in which the fort

is kept, and the strong escorts under which the reliefs are regularly

forwarded, they have been always repulsed with severe loss. My

informant had been in the service of the Kok[=a]nese, and was now on

his way to Hindoostan; in military notions he must have been of the

famous Captain Dugald Dalgetty's school, for I afterwards met him as a

non-commissioned officer in Shah Seujah's Goorkah battalion.

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