CHAPTER XV.

After a most friendly parting interview with the Meer Walli, when he

presented us with a horse and baggage pony, we started from Koollum on

the 22nd of July, accompanied, by the Meer's special directions, by

one of his confidential servants to act ostensibly as our guide, but

who, probably, had also his secret instructions to report on all such

of our proceedings as might in any way affect the interests of his

master.

We proposed to diverge from the route by which we had advanced, at

Heibuk, passing through Ghoree, in the territories of the Koondooz

chief, and returning to Badjgh[=a]r by the Dushti Suffaed pass, which

Sturt was very anxious to survey.

Our first day's march brought us to Hazree Sultan, and the next

morning we reached Heibuk, where we were cordially welcomed by our old

friend Meer Baber Beg, and had again to undergo the infliction of that

detestable compound of grease, flour, salt, and tea, which the Meer in

his hospitality was always pressing us to swallow.

On our departure the next morning, he sent us a present of a horse;

an indifferent one, 'tis true, but, at least, it marked his kindly

feeling; he warned us not to delay longer than was absolutely

necessary in the country of Meer Moorad Beg, whom he described in no

very flattering terms; and he, moreover, cautioned us against the

Koondooz fever, which he declared would inevitably attack us if we

were not very careful in selecting our encamping ground at a distance

from the pestilential marshes which skirted the bases of the hills. We

thanked him for his friendly advice, and started for Rhob[=a]t, where

we arrived after a dismal ride of twenty-two miles. The country

through which we travelled was perhaps the most dreary portion of

Toorkisth[=a]n; for about twelve miles we traversed a dry low grass

jungle of about a foot in height, tenanted by a species of wild goat,

several of which we disturbed on our passage through their haunts, but

not being prepared for any sport, I did not take advantage of their

unwariness.

The road was utterly devoid of water for a space of full sixteen

miles, at the end of which we came upon a scanty supply, scarce

sufficient for our immediate necessities and utterly inadequate for a

force of any magnitude. The pista tree, the fruit of which is carried

to the Indian market, was seen here in considerable quantities; it is

very similar in its growth and foliage to the Dauk of Hindoostan.

The _assa foetida_ shrub also abounded on the neighbouring hills, and

we were almost overpowered by the horrible stench exhaled therefrom.

It is collected in its wild state and sent to C[=a]bul and India,

yielding a good profit to those who pick it, as it is used very

generally throughout the East for kabobs and curries. We also

observed, that day, several coveys of chikore.

At Rhobat is an old caravanserai for travellers, the remains of a very

fine and extensive building, with accommodation and apartments all

round the square of about twenty-four yards. It is said to have been

constructed in the time of the famous Abdoollah Khan, and was reduced

to its present desolate state by Meer Moorad Beg, the chief of

Koondooz, who some years ago ravaged the whole of this district,

burning and laying waste whatever he could not carry off.

On the 25th of July we marched to Ghoree, a distance of about 21

miles. As we approached it, we enjoyed a fine prospect of the

extensive savannahs of grass so characteristic of Toorkisth[=a]n; many

horses were feeding in the distance, and the vale, flanked by low

hills, was bounded only by the horizon. We were told that it extended

in a right line upwards of thirty miles, and that it was frequently

used for horse-racing, the customary length of the course being

upwards of twenty miles. We were now in the territories of Meer Moorad

Beg, a chief of notorious character, but, trusting to the continuance

of the good fortune which had hitherto attended us, we did not make

ourselves uncomfortable about him. We could not much admire his town

of Ghoree, which, with his fort, was situate on the edge of a morass

extending from the limits of the savannah to the foot of the hills--I

should think that the fever so prevalent in these districts must be in

a great degree attributable to the absolute want of drainage and the

decomposition of vegetable matter. Its position was most insalubrious,

for the marshy swamps commenced at the very base of hills, and thus as

it were encircled the savannahs with a belt of miasma.

The ague, which is usually accompanied by fever, is of a kind very

difficult to shake off, gradually weakening the sufferer till he sinks

under its influence; the natives themselves are by no means free from

its strokes, to which attacks every stranger who remains for many days

in the vicinity of the marshes is liable. Though a veil of mystery

still covers the particulars of poor Moorcroft's fate, it seems more

than probable that he fell a victim to the fever of this country,

though the seed that was sown did not mature till some time after he

had quitted it.

The fort of Ghoree has great strength, being on a level with the

adjacent country and surrounded by a wet ditch thirty feet wide and

very deep; its stagnant water teemed with fish of a large size, but

I had no opportunity of ascertaining their species. There was a rude

drawbridge across the moat, and the dwellings around the fort were

temporary hovels composed of straw; so suspicious were the occupants

of our intentions that they would not allow us access to the interior

of the fort. While reposing at the door of my tent on the evening of

our arrival at Ghoree, I was accosted by an old man, with the usual

request for a little medicine, as one of his family was afflicted with

rheumatism; I gave from our now much reduced medicine chest what I

thought at least could do no harm, and endeavoured, as was my custom,

to engage the old gentleman in conversation. I have before mentioned

the propensity of these people for _story-telling_, and I much fear

that when, with their native acuteness in discriminating character,

they detect an anxiety on the part of the questioner for old stories,

no difficulty exists in the concoction of one for him. In the case now

alluded to, I beg to assure my readers that I do not in the slightest

degree pledge myself for the veracity of the story which the old man

related to me. I should not like even to say that the customs to which

he alluded were really "_bonâ fide"_ the customs of his country;

however, I give it as it was related, nothing doubting that it will be

received with due caution, and, at all events, though it may not be

received as a legend really characteristic of Toorkisth[=a]n weddings,

it has indisputable claims to illustrate the habits of Toorkisth[=a]n

_story-tellers_.

I was remarking to him on the beauty and extent of his savannahs, and,

in assenting to what I said, he observed that they were frequently

the theatre of wedding races; having soon engaged my attention, he

proceeded to narrate the following story, founded perhaps on the

numerous outrages of which the despised Huzareh tribe were the

victims.

"Far up in one of the numerous valleys of the Yakkoollung country," he

commenced, "resided an ancient couple, whose occupation throughout the

summer day consisted in storing food for the winter season, and who,

when their work was finished, continued mournfully to dwell on the

all-absorbing subject of the forcible abduction of their daughter by

one of the Uzbeg chiefs.

"Two years and more had now passed since the outrage was perpetrated

by a party of Uzbeg horsemen, who, ever bent on plunder and bloodshed,

made an incursion into the valley, visiting the different forts at

the time when the male inhabitants were employed in the labour of

cultivation, and seizing numerous youths and maidens. On the occasion

alluded to, among the number of victims was the only daughter of the

aged Huzareh peasants, who was considered amongst her tribe as a

perfect Peri--'A maid with a face like the moon, scented like musk,

a ravisher of hearts, delighting the soul, seducing the senses, and

beautiful as the full moon,' She was placed for security behind one of

the best mounted of the robbers, whilst the other helpless wretches

were driven unresistingly before the horsemen like a flock of sheep,

till the abductors reached their own independent territory.

"Before the close of that ill-fated day, the mothers and relations

of the stolen were rushing in frantic despair through the fields,

announcing to the husbands and fathers the misfortune which had

overtaken them.

"The men immediately quitted their work, and armed only with their

implements of labour pursued the ravishers for many a mile; but

what could they do on foot against so many horsemen? Perhaps it was

fortunate for them that they could not overtake the robbers, for they

would only have become additional victims. They returned home to

bewail their unhappy fate and curse the cruel authors of their misery.

"It happened about a year afterwards that the old man's son returned

from Candah[=a]r, to enjoy, as he anticipated, a few weeks' happiness

with his aged parents and blooming sister; but no sooner had he

crossed the threshhold and received the blessing of his trembling

parents, than he was made aware of the desolation that had passed over

his house. Vowing vengance on the perpetrators of this foul act, and

calling down the anger of heaven on all the generation of Uzbegs, the

brave Azeem left his home, and abandoning all hopes of repose, busied

himself in collecting a band of athletic and desperate young men, who

swore on the Kor[=a]n their determination to have revenge or perish

in the attempt. Young Azeem was unanimously chosen commander of

the party, and the next morning at break of day, without further

preparation beyond taking a small supply of food, they started on

their journey. Travelling long days, and resting short nights in the

crevices of the mountains, after eighteen days' toil, they at length

reached a part of Tartary, distant only two days' march from the fort

belonging to the robber Uzbegs who had so cruelly injured them. It now

became necessary to advance with more circumspection, as they could no

longer depend upon the peasants for protection in the less friendly

country they had reached, so separating into several small parties

they approached stealthily the Uzbeg fort; some kept the hills on

either side, while the rest followed the winding of the grassy plains.

Thus proceeding, they formed a kind of circle round the fort, so that

they could notice the ingress or departure of its tenants on every

side. The fort appeared too strong for an open attack, and when, at

night, the leaders of the detached parties assembled to discuss their

future plans and to report what they had seen during the day, it was

determined to lie in ambush another day for the chance of the main

body of the Uzbegs quitting their fort on some foray, so that they

would have a better chance, should it become necessary to attack it.

Providence seemed to favour their designs, for early next morning

considerable parties of Uzbegs were seen issuing from the fort and

proceeding towards a large savannah, where some festival was evidently

in preparation--for, from the quantity of women and children who

accompanied the horsemen, it was clear that fighting was not the

business of the day.

"Anxiously did Azeem and his followers watch the movements of their

unsuspecting enemy, and soon, from the nature of the preparations

going forward, they discovered that a wedding race was about to take

place. It was instantly determined to allow the ceremony to proceed,

and the capture of the bride was to be the signal for all the Huzarehs

to rush in and carry out their object.

"And now the suitors of the maiden, nine in number, appear in the

field, all unarmed, but mounted on the best horses they can procure;

while the bride herself, on a beautiful Turkoman stallion, surrounded

by her relations, anxiously surveys the group of lovers. The

conditions of the bridal race were these:--The maiden has a certain

start given, which she avails herself of to gain a sufficient distance

from the crowd to enable her to manage her steed with freedom, so as

to assist in his pursuit the suitor whom she prefers. On a signal from

the father all the horsemen gallop after the fair one, and whichever

first succeeds in encircling her waist with his arm, no matter whether

disagreeable or to her choice, is entitled to claim her as his wife.

After the usual delays incident upon such interesting occasions, the

maiden quits the circle of her relations, and putting her steed into

a hand gallop, darts into the open plain. When satisfied with her

position, she turns round to the impatient youths, and stretches out

her arms towards them, as if to woo their approach. This is the moment

for giving the signal to commence the chace, and each of the impatient

youths, dashing his pointed heels into his courser's sides, darts like

the unhooded hawk in pursuit of the fugitive dove. The savannah was

extensive, full twelve miles long and three in width, and as the

horsemen sped across the plain the favoured lover became soon apparent

by the efforts of the maiden to avoid all others who might approach

her.

"At length, after nearly two hours' racing, the number of pursuers is

reduced to four, who are all together, and gradually gaining on the

pursued; with them is the favourite, but alas! his horse suddenly

fails in his speed, and as she anxiously turns her head she perceives

with dismay the hapless position of her lover; each of the more

fortunate leaders, eager with anticipated triumph, bending his head on

his horse's mane, shouts at the top of his voice, "I come, my Peri;

I'm your lover." But she, making a sudden turn, and lashing her horse

almost to fury, darts across their path, and makes for that part of

the chummun, _plain_, where her lover was vainly endeavouring to goad

on his weary steed.

"The three others instantly check their career, but in the hurry to

turn back two of the horses are dashed furiously against each other,

so that both steeds and riders roll over on the plain. The maiden

laughed, for she well knew she could elude the single horseman, and

flew to the point where her lover was. But her only pursuer was rarely

mounted and not so easily shaken off; making a last and desperate

effort he dashed alongside the maiden, and, stretching out his arm,

almost won the unwilling prize; but she, bending her head to her

horse's neck, eluded his grasp and wheeled off again. Ere the

discomfited horseman could again approach her her lover's arm was

around her waist, and amidst the shouts of the spectators they turned

towards the fort.

"Alas! this was the agreed signal amongst the Huzarehs, who, screened

by the undulations of the savannah or hidden in the watercourses, had

been anxiously awaiting the event. With a simultaneous shout they

rush in upon the unprepared multitude, and commence an indiscriminate

massacre; but short was their success, for a distant party of Uzbegs

were observed rapidly gallopping to the scene of action, and the

Huzarehs were compelled to retire, their spirit for vengeance yet

unslaked. The panic their sudden onslaught had caused was so great

that they might all have retired unmolested had not Azeem suddenly

recognized his sister amongst a group of females who were being

hurried towards the fort. Regardless of the almost certain death that

awaited him he rushed to embrace her, but hardly had he clasped her in

his arms when the chief of the harem drove his Persian dagger through

his back. At sight of this all thoughts of further revenge were

abandoned, and the Huzarehs hastily quitting the field made the best

of their way home, not without having, though at the expense of the

life of their leader, inflicted a severe punishment on the invaders of

their peaceful country,"[*]

[* Note: Clark, in his Travels in Russia and Tartary, describes the

ceremony of marriage among the Calmucks as performed on horseback.

"The girl is first mounted and rides off at full speed. Her lover

pursues, and if he overtakes her she becomes his wife, and the

marriage is consummated on the spot; after which she returns with him

to his tent. But it sometimes happens that the woman does not wish to

marry the person by whom she is pursued, in which case she will not

suffer him to overtake her; and we were assured that no instance

occurs of a Calmuck girl being caught, unless she has a partiality for

her pursuer. If she dislikes him she rides, to use the language of

an English sportsman, 'neck or nothing,' until she has completely

escaped, or until the pursuer's horse is tired out, leaving her at

liberty to return, and to be afterwards chased by some more favourite

admirer."]

Such was the old man's tale; whether the offspring of his fertile

imagination, or actually founded upon fact, so plausible did it

appear, and so much interested was I in his narration, that it became

forcibly imprinted on my memory, and I have minutely followed him in

its details.

The morning after our arrival at Ghoree several of our followers were

taken ill, and as all were in great dread of the Koondooz fever, a

considerable alarm prevailed in our small camp. We did not at first

think much of the sickness, which we attributed to too free an

indulgence in the Koondooz melon, which is of a very large size, and

equal in flavour to those of Cabul. We therefore determined to remain

a day or two at Ghoree, in the hopes of a favourable change taking

place. But on the third day it was evident that the Koondooz fever had

really made its appearance, and several of the guard and servants,

to the number of twenty and upwards, were so much weakened as to be

unable to proceed. In this dilemma we deemed it advisable not to

remain any longer in the vicinity of the marshes, and resolved to

proceed with such of our men as were still healthy, to survey the

Dushti Suffaed Pass, already alluded to. We determined on leaving the

sick and the greater portion of our baggage behind, and despatched a

letter to Meer Moorad Beg, requesting permission for them to remain at

Ghoree till our return, which we hoped would not be delayed beyond a

few days. The ruler of Koondooz civilly acceded to our request, and

sent us many friendly messages, but hardly sufficient to dispel our

uneasiness at leaving even for so short a time such temptation for the

gratification of his predatory propensities; but we had the choice of

two evils--our time was so short that if we all remained together at

Ghoree, not only might the ravages of the fever become more serious,

but the opportunity would be lost of examining the pass. Before

leaving Ghoree we received a message from the governor of the fort,

apologizing for his inability to visit us, with the excuse that there

being much treachery and ill will in the neighbourhood, he dare not

quit his post, lest he fall under the dreaded displeasure of Meer

Moorad Beg.

We now dismissed, with a dress of honour and letter of thanks, the

_confidential_ man whom the Meer Walli of Koollum had ordered to

accompany us, and leaving the greater part of our medicine chest for

the use of the sick, we started on the 28th of August. Before our

departure we received a further proof of the friendly disposition of

Moorad Beg, in the shape of a beautiful Toorkm[=a]n saddle, not larger

than an English racing one; the flaps were richly embroidered, and the

steel pommel was inlaid with inscription in gold of sentences from the

Kor[=a]n.

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