CHAPTER XIV.

Pursuant to our plan of appearing to have full confidence in the Meer

Walli's integrity of purpose, we affected to lay aside all personal

precaution and courted his society, of which, to say truth, he

seemed disposed to give us plenty. We had several interviews with

him,--indeed, hardly a day passed without his sending for and

honouring us with his presence for several hours.

During these meetings we used every endeavour to sound the chief as to

his intentions with respect to us, without betraying an undue anxiety

on the subject, but could make very little out of him.

Our conversation frequently turned on military matter, and many very

pertinent questions were put to us relative to our rank, pay, duties,

discipline, &c. On Sturt informing him that he was in the engineer

department, and that his particular duties were to construct bridges,

repair fortifications, superintend mining operations, and furnish

plans of attack, he was promptly asked, "In how long a time do you

think your army could take my fortress?" In about a quarter of an

hour, answered Sturt in his quiet way. "No, no," said the Meer with

some indignation, "I am sure you could not do so in so short a time;"

and then he paused, evidently making up his mind to tell us a story.

After a little, out it came. "That Feringhis should take my fortress,

the strongest in the world, in a quarter of an hour is impossible,

for it took me, with five hundred horsemen, double that time." Then,

apparently forgetting his anger in the anxiety to recount his own

exploits, he continued, "when I took possession of this fort I left

my army at a little distance, and selecting a few expert warriors,

I gallopped up to the gate of the fortress, which I found _open_. I

dashed in before the enemy were alarmed, and immediately proclaimed

that the place was taken by the victorious Merr Walli. The fools

believed me, and all ran away. By-and-bye my army came up and marched

quietly in."

We had heard some time before that Dost Mahommed's eldest son, Meer

Ufzul Khan, was in Koollum, and it must be confessed that this

circumstance did not much contribute to our sense of security, for we

could not but feel that we might fairly expect he would not lose so

palpable an opportunity of doing us harm should he be so disposed. One

morning he sent us a polite message to request an interview, which of

course was readily granted. He came, looking pale and sorrowful,

and his tone and manner soon satisfied us that his intentions were

peaceable. After the usual compliments he entered on the subject of

his father's present position and political prospects; he remarked

that our _star was too bright_, and assured us that his father was

anxious to accede to any terms which the British might think fit to

impose short of banishing him to India, and strongly urged us to write

to our Government to that effect. We explained to Ufzul Khan that we

had received no instructions to act in a political capacity, and that

any interference on our part with the affairs of the nation might be

looked upon by our superiors as an unwarrantable piece of presumption.

He seemed much disappointed at the reply, and, at last, Sturt promised

to write and mention the conversation to the authorities, which he

did. I am not certain whether he wrote to Dr. Lord or Sir William

M'Naghten, nor can be positive that his letter ever reached its

destination--at all events, it was of no avail. Ufzul Kh[=a]n

endeavoured to persuade us to remain at Koollum till his father should

arrive, who, he said, had escaped from his prison at Bokhara by the

assistance of the chief of Shere Subz, as I have already noticed,

and was now making his way to the territories of the Meer Walli by

a circuitous route, so as to elude the vigilance of the king, and

frustrate his endeavours to recapture him. We were much pleased to

find that Ufzul Khan had no suspicion of our not being free agents,

and Sturt answered he regretted much that the shortness of the time we

had yet at our disposal would prevent his complying with his request,

which, indeed, considering all the circumstances of the case, it would

have been an act of most culpable folly to have acceded to. At the

conclusion of this interview Sturt presented him with a handsome

rifle, which he received with the utmost gratitude, saying that he was

now poor and had nothing to offer in return but his thanks, which,

however, he hoped we would believe to be sincere.

No sooner had Meer Ufzul taken his leave than the Meer Walli made his

appearance with the evident intention of ascertaining the results

of our interview, and the part we were disposed to take in any

negociation concerning the Dost. The Meer was apparently anxious to

remain on good terms with both parties, or, in other words, preferred

having two strings to his bow. "Should the Dost claim my protection,"

said he, "how would you advise me to act?--He is your enemy, yet I

must not abandon him, or deliver him into the hands of the British;

for, although I do not wish to offend the British Government, I owe my

present power to the influence of the Ameer,--he has always been my

patron, and I must be his friend. And then, moreover, you are the

first British officers I have seen since your army took possession of

Affghanist[=a]n; no notice has been taken of me, the Meer Walli of

Koollum; yet, to the petty chiefs of Bamee[=a]n vakeels and friendly

messages have been sent, with valuable presents--while, to my repeated

letters courting an amicable alliance, not even an answer has been

given.--Is it courteous to treat an inferior so?--Is it the conduct

generally adopted by the first nation in the world? The doubtful way

in which your Government has behaved leaves me uncertain as to how my

conduct will be interpreted,--but, if _you_ will represent that the

Meer Walli wishes to be on terms of amity, I shall consider you as

my best friends. Indeed, I would have it known I wish to remain

as neutral as possible in any political struggle that may take

place."--Here he paused, as if expecting some answer which would be

a guide to him, but, receiving none, he at length continued: "I

will receive the Dost and be kind to him until he recovers from the

fatigues of his journey, and then will beg him to leave Koollum."--It

was obvious enough that a consideration for himself was the only

motive which really influenced our worthy guest, who, it was clear,

would gladly have betrayed his former patron if he could have induced

us to guarantee an adequate reward to himself. Of course we did not

feel authorised to hold out any such prospect, and endeavoured to

convince him of the truth that we were not employed in any political

capacity, and could not possibly interfere without exposing ourselves

to severe animadversions from our superiors. I could not but feel the

truth of the Meer's remarks on our policy in conciliating the petty

chiefs, whilst the friendly overtures of the more powerful were

treated almost with insulting neglect.

From the expression of the Meer's sentiments during this interview, we

concluded that, however great a rascal his highness might eventually

prove, still his present policy was to be on good terms with us, and

all anxiety on our part as to being forcibly detained was allayed, so

that we began now seriously to determine on our future proceedings.

As one of the principal objects I had in view on joining Sturt was

to procure coins and those relics of antiquity so abundant in the

neighbourhood of Balkh, I was most anxious to prosecute my journey

hither, and accordingly took an opportunity of explaining to the

Meer my wishes and intentions, requesting him to furnish me with an

adequate escort for my protection. He evinced a decided unwillingness

to facilitate my advance, treating my anxiety to collect coins as an

assumed reason to conceal some other more important motive. This was

very provoking, but, by this time, we were so much accustomed to have

the true and simple account of our plans and intentions treated with

civil incredulity, that we felt almost disposed to allow the

frequent insinuations of our concealed political character to remain

uncontradicted--so useless were all our endeavours to satisfy the

natives as to our real position. In vain I urged upon the Meer the

emptiness of all his professions of friendship if he now declined to

assist me in the manner I clearly pointed out; all was of no avail; on

the contrary, the more urgent I became the more obstinate he grew, and

I at last was painfully convinced, not only that he disbelieved me,

but that he had not the slightest intention of permitting us to

proceed across his frontier in the direction of the territories of the

King of Bokh[=a]r[=a]. He objected that it was a long journey from

C[=a]bul to Balkh merely to pick up "rubbish;" and though the actual

danger was only for a short space, yet, if any accident happened, if,

as he declared was highly probable, we were seized and carried into

slavery, he should have to answer to the British Government. His

horsemen too would be an insufficient protection against an attack

from the numerous hordes of thieves who infested the desert, and

would surely be on the alert to pounce upon so valuable a booty.

He continued repeating these arguments till we lost all hope of

persuading him, and not deeming it advisable to risk a rupture of our

present apparently good understanding, we reluctantly submitted and

turned our thoughts homewards.[*]

[* Note: The anxiety I have here shewn to procure the escort from

the Meer will perhaps appear uncalled for, but those who delight in

numismatological specimens will agree with me that the disappointment

was not trifling, as only a few travellers had succeeded in obtaining

rare coins, and I had every reason to believe other varieties were to

be found.]

[Illustration: Coins.]

No sooner was it rumoured in the bazaar that we were about to return

to Cabul, than several Hindoo bankers waited upon us to pay their

respects and offer whatever sums of money we might require for

the journey. They were all very anxious to lend, and were much

dissatisfied at the insignificant amount of the cash we required,

though the only security was a written promise that we would pay the

amount to a certain banker in Cabul on our return; they offered us

as much as ten thousand rupees, and appeared very anxious to avail

themselves of the opportunity of sending money to Cabul. At all events

their confidence was a gratifying proof of the high estimation in

which the British name was held in that remote country.

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