CHAPTER XV.

Miss Poles was waiting for us.

"The Baroness," said she, "will receive you whenever you wish, but

she begs you first of all to glance over these papers. She has just

read them, and says that they are addressed to you rather than to

her, since M. de Guéran has no idea that she is in Africa."

I took the papers, and drew de Morin into my tent.

"I feared," said I, "that Madame de Guéran would refuse to receive us

to-day, and I was astonished at her message."

"You were wrong to fear anything of the kind. The Baroness knows very

well that though, as Frenchmen, we may rejoice over the actual and

officially-reported resurrection of M. de Guéran, we are rather sorry

for it from another point of view. She knows also that we shall bring

with us somewhat gloomy countenances, and, with her usual bravery,

she wishes to confront us as soon as possible, and arm herself

against our despair. Moreover, we must not forget that ever since we

left Khartoum, her position towards us has been as open and clearly-defined

as possible; she has not concealed from us her conviction

that she should find her husband again, that she did not believe

herself to be a widow, and that, instead of having to kneel at the

tomb of a dead man, she hoped soon to throw herself into the arms of

a living one. She begged us not to follow her; it was our idea not to

leave her; so that it is not her fault if we have cherished the hope

that M. de Guéran might be dead and buried."

"You are a walking hand-book of logic," I replied, determined not to

be behind de Morin in the matter of forced spirits. "Let us study the

revelations of the _ci-devant_ corpse."

These revelations were written in pencil on some sheets of paper torn

out of the self-same note book which had already on several occasions

been used by the Baron in his communications.

I have copied these notes into the journal of the expedition, and not

into the private memorandum book wherein I jot down, every day, my

own personal impressions.

"From the bottom of my heart I thank the European expedition, which,

after having so courageously set out in search of me, is to-day bent

on rescuing me. But I cannot join it in the Malegga territory, nor

can I permit it to come to my aid in Ulindi.

"Flight is out of the question, for all the inhabitants of the

country are, in a way, my gaolers. They know that the Queen intends

to keep me prisoner, and nobody would dare to oppose her will.

"Three months ago I attempted to escape, and I got as far as five

leagues in the direction of the mountains. On the day after I started

all Walinda's guards were despatched in pursuit of me, and discovered

my hiding-place. I was conducted back to the royal residence with

every mark of respect, but the whole of the villages through which I

had passed, and where I was supposed to have received hospitality,

were burnt by order of the Queen, and all their inhabitants put to

death. More than three hundred beings were massacred. I have no

longer any right to escape.

"Neither do I think that I have any right, for the sake of regaining

my liberty, to expose Europeans to certain death. The expedition,

which so generously offers me its assistance, has already overcome so

many obstacles, and surmounted so many and great dangers, that it

deems itself capable of emerging safe and sound out of a fresh

adventure. It is mistaken; the Walindis do not in any way resemble

the other tribes which inhabit the north. They are stronger and more

dangerous than the most numerous and most warlike tribes on the

African continent. A day, perhaps an hour, will suffice for them to

crush a caravan, notwithstanding the bravery of its soldiers, and the

terror caused by fire-arms.

"Two vices, carried to excess, sensuality and sloth, appear to have

developed the warlike instincts of this tribe. Determined not to

cultivate their ground, more irregular, be it known, than the

neighbouring districts, disinclined to breed cattle, hunters and

fishers without any natural bent in that direction, but gluttons to

excess, and greedy of vegetables, fruits, meat, and fish, the

Walindis have gained a gradual reputation for being able to live at

the expense of their neighbours. Every inhabitant of the country has

turned soldier so as to avoid becoming a husbandman or a shepherd.

"An hereditary and despotic monarchy for a long time presided over

the destinies of this tribe, and transmitted, from reign to reign,

certain traditions and customs, having, for their object, the

maintenance of the warlike spirit of the people. Thus it happened

that a prince, acting on the ideas of his predecessors, formed a

corps of amazons, which later on became a regular army. These women,

enrolled at the age of twelve, are put through a course of training

and exercise, which develops their muscles, renders them wonderfully

active, and fits them to undergo any amount of fatigue and to brave

every danger. One of their exercises consists of hurling themselves,

entirely naked, against a village, defended by fascines of sharp

thorns and surrounded by gigantic cacti, and taking it by assault. It

is a species of petty warfare far more dangerous than ours, where

every combatant leaves strips of flesh behind her, if she does not

sustain, as is frequently the case, severe wounds.

"When they attain the age of fifteen, these young girls, by that time

converted into robust women, with large shoulders and hardy limbs,

active and supple to a degree, are incorporated into the army, which

is composed of five battalions, that is to say, five or six thousand

warriors. Their weapons are terrible; arrows dipped in a deadly

poison, and iron points, like bayonets, which protect their bodies

and render their hugs and embraces mortal.

"It is impossible to give any just idea of the discipline prevailing

amongst them; the most trivial faults are punished in the severest

manner, death being continually decreed. As for rewards, they are

eagerly sought after, and, in the case of the women, consist simply

of the right to marry. This is, in their idea, the supreme recompense

for their fatigue, their sufferings, and their courage. To obtain it,

they must have killed an enemy; the most rigorous celibacy is imposed

on those who have not fulfilled this condition. As soon as their

efforts are crowned with success, they no longer form part of the

active army, but belong to a sort of sedentary militia, constituting

the internal police of the country. Their daughters, unless they are

deformed, in which case the poor little things are pitilessly

massacred, are destined later on to become amazons like their mothers

were.

"Women, therefore, are a formidable element of power amongst the

Walindis, and it followed, very naturally, that one day, having found

out their superiority over the men, they determined to be governed by

a Queen instead of a King. This idea, as far as I can learn, was put

in force about twenty years ago, the reigning Queen, Walinda, having

succeeded, without any masculine interruption, six other sovereigns

of her sex. Her eldest daughter, the heiress to the throne, is being

brought up in the midst of the amazons, whose labours and dangers she

shares. She has no rivals in the shape of brothers to fear, because

all the male children of the Queen are smothered on the day they are

born. This ostracism, applied to our sex amongst the Walindis, is

confined to the throne and the royal dynasty. The government of the

various districts is entrusted to men; the male sex has also its

army, less formidable than that of the amazons, and inferior in

discipline, but far above the armies of other tribes.

"This information, which I beg the European expedition to transmit,

in my name, to our various Geographical Societies, will, I trust,

cause my fellow-countrymen to abandon their designs. I intreat them

to give up all attempt to rescue me. In my soul and my conscience I

feel that they can do nothing for me.

"Let me die in this country, where I have already accomplished some

good, where I hope to do more. Walinda keeps me a prisoner, I admit;

rather than let me leave her dominions, she would put her whole tribe

to death. But when my liberty is not in question, I exercise a

serious influence over her mind. She is gradually getting rid of her

barbarism. I have already succeeded in inducing her to abolish many

bloody customs. I have experienced the joy of saving hundreds of

lives, and I trust to save far more.

"If you had only seen the horrible spectacles at which I had to be

present during the first part of my stay here! Under the pretence of

sacrificing to the Gods, that is to say, to the hideous serpents

elevated by the priests and fetish-mongers, what rivers of blood have

been set flowing under my very eyes! One of these fêtes—heaven save

the mark—lasted a whole week, the Queen, surrounded by her personal

guard, presiding at it. On the first day a hundred prisoners were led

out on to a platform raised in front of the palace. They were seated

in huge baskets, thrown together pell-mell, men and women alike,

their knees forced up to their chins, their arms bound tightly across

their chests, and their mouths stopped with leaves. At a sign from

Walinda, the crowd drew near. I cannot give any idea of the

excitement, the gestures, the contortions, and the ferocity of this

mob. The joy depicted on every face! The voluptuous looks of the

amazons! With craning necks and chests pressed against the platform,

with every nerve in their bodies vibrating with pleasure, they

hungered for their prey, and gloated over the sufferings of their

victims, their nostrils quivering and their sensual mouths half open.

"At a fresh signal the drummers execute a prolonged roll, and a hush

succeeds the former din; the Queen, reclining indolently on her mats,

half rises, and the sacrificing priests, who were awaiting this

signal, commence their office. They drag each prisoner singly from

the baskets, bring him to the front of the platform, show him to the

crowd, and strangle or behead him forthwith. Each execution is

welcomed with cries of joy and frenzied shouts; the spectators leap,

dance, roll themselves on the ground, and become a maddened herd,

whilst the amazons, delirious with delight, drag themselves along

through the dust to kiss the feet of the Queen.

"Well, I hope, nay, I believe that there will be no more such

sacrifices! I have prayed the Queen to allow, to ordain no more. I

have awakened in her breast some feelings of humanity; she has

promised to spare me these hideous sights she even appears to be

conscious of their atrocity.

"Let me be! Let me save fresh victims, and pursue the task imposed on

me by circumstances. Do not interrupt me in my work of regeneration,

my efforts towards gentleness and peace. The good that I can do in

this country will, perhaps, compensate for the wrong I have done in

leaving those who were dear to me, those whom I never ought to have

left.

"Adieu! adieu! my dear friends. Prom the bottom of my heart I thank

you for your efforts to find me, and your plans for my rescue. They

are, alas! beyond realization. It is impossible to save me, nor do I

wish it."

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