CHAPTER VI. INTO EREWHON

And now I found myself on a narrow path which followed a small

watercourse. I was too glad to have an easy track for my flight, to lay

hold of the full significance of its existence. The thought, however,

soon presented itself to me that I must be in an inhabited country, but

one which was yet unknown. What, then, was to be my fate at the hands

of its inhabitants? Should I be taken and offered up as a

burnt-offering to those hideous guardians of the pass? It might be so.

I shuddered at the thought, yet the horrors of solitude had now fairly

possessed me; and so dazed was I, and chilled, and woebegone, that I

could lay hold of no idea firmly amid the crowd of fancies that kept

wandering in upon my brain.

I hurried onward—down, down, down. More streams came in; then there was

a bridge, a few pine logs thrown over the water; but they gave me

comfort, for savages do not make bridges. Then I had a treat such as I

can never convey on paper—a moment, perhaps, the most striking and

unexpected in my whole life—the one I think that, with some three or

four exceptions, I would most gladly have again, were I able to recall

it. I got below the level of the clouds, into a burst of brilliant

evening sunshine, I was facing the north-west, and the sun was full

upon me. Oh, how its light cheered me! But what I saw! It was such an

expanse as was revealed to Moses when he stood upon the summit of Mount

Sinai, and beheld that promised land which it was not to be his to

enter. The beautiful sunset sky was crimson and gold; blue, silver, and

purple; exquisite and tranquillising; fading away therein were plains,

on which I could see many a town and city, with buildings that had

lofty steeples and rounded domes. Nearer beneath me lay ridge behind

ridge, outline behind outline, sunlight behind shadow, and shadow

behind sunlight, gully and serrated ravine. I saw large pine forests,

and the glitter of a noble river winding its way upon the plains; also

many villages and hamlets, some of them quite near at hand; and it was

on these that I pondered most. I sank upon the ground at the foot of a

large tree and thought what I had best do; but I could not collect

myself. I was quite tired out; and presently, feeling warmed by the

sun, and quieted, I fell off into a profound sleep.

I was awoke by the sound of tinkling bells, and looking up, I saw four

or five goats feeding near me. As soon as I moved, the creatures turned

their heads towards me with an expression of infinite wonder. They did

not run away, but stood stock still, and looked at me from every side,

as I at them. Then came the sound of chattering and laughter, and there

approached two lovely girls, of about seventeen or eighteen years old,

dressed each in a sort of linen gaberdine, with a girdle round the

waist. They saw me. I sat quite still and looked at them, dazzled with

their extreme beauty. For a moment they looked at me and at each other

in great amazement; then they gave a little frightened cry and ran off

as hard as they could.

“So that’s that,” said I to myself, as I watched them scampering. I

knew that I had better stay where I was and meet my fate, whatever it

was to be, and even if there were a better course, I had no strength

left to take it. I must come into contact with the inhabitants sooner

or later, and it might as well be sooner. Better not to seem afraid of

them, as I should do by running away and being caught with a hue and

cry to-morrow or next day. So I remained quite still and waited. In

about an hour I heard distant voices talking excitedly, and in a few

minutes I saw the two girls bringing up a party of six or seven men,

well armed with bows and arrows and pikes. There was nothing for it, so

I remained sitting quite still, even after they had seen me, until they

came close up. Then we all had a good look at one another.

Both the girls and the men were very dark in colour, but not more so

than the South Italians or Spaniards. The men wore no trousers, but

were dressed nearly the same as the Arabs whom I have seen in Algeria.

They were of the most magnificent presence, being no less strong and

handsome than the women were beautiful; and not only this, but their

expression was courteous and benign. I think they would have killed me

at once if I had made the slightest show of violence; but they gave me

no impression of their being likely to hurt me so long as I was quiet.

I am not much given to liking anybody at first sight, but these people

impressed me much more favourably than I should have thought possible,

so that I could not fear them as I scanned their faces one after

another. They were all powerful men. I might have been a match for any

one of them singly, for I have been told that I have more to glory in

the flesh than in any other respect, being over six feet and

proportionately strong; but any two could have soon mastered me, even

were I not so bereft of energy by my recent adventures. My colour

seemed to surprise them most, for I have light hair, blue eyes, and a

fresh complexion. They could not understand how these things could be;

my clothes also seemed quite beyond them. Their eyes kept wandering all

over me, and the more they looked the less they seemed able to make me

out.

At last I raised myself upon my feet, and leaning upon my stick, I

spoke whatever came into my head to the man who seemed foremost among

them. I spoke in English, though I was very sure that he would not

understand. I said that I had no idea what country I was in; that I had

stumbled upon it almost by accident, after a series of hairbreadth

escapes; and that I trusted they would not allow any evil to overtake

me now that I was completely at their mercy. All this I said quietly

and firmly, with hardly any change of expression. They could not

understand me, but they looked approvingly to one another, and seemed

pleased (so I thought) that I showed no fear nor acknowledgment of

inferiority—the fact being that I was exhausted beyond the sense of

fear. Then one of them pointed to the mountain, in the direction of the

statues, and made a grimace in imitation of one of them. I laughed and

shuddered expressively, whereon they all burst out laughing too, and

chattered hard to one another. I could make out nothing of what they

said, but I think they thought it rather a good joke that I had come

past the statues. Then one among them came forward and motioned me to

follow, which I did without hesitation, for I dared not thwart them;

moreover, I liked them well enough, and felt tolerably sure that they

had no intention of hurting me.

In about a quarter of an hour we got to a small hamlet built on the

side of a hill, with a narrow street and houses huddled up together.

The roofs were large and overhanging. Some few windows were glazed, but

not many. Altogether the village was exceedingly like one of those that

one comes upon in descending the less known passes over the Alps on to

Lombardy. I will pass over the excitement which my arrival caused.

Suffice it, that though there was abundance of curiosity, there was no

rudeness. I was taken to the principal house, which seemed to belong to

the people who had captured me. There I was hospitably entertained, and

a supper of milk and goat’s flesh with a kind of oatcake was set before

me, of which I ate heartily. But all the time I was eating I could not

help turning my eyes upon the two beautiful girls whom I had first

seen, and who seemed to consider me as their lawful prize—which indeed

I was, for I would have gone through fire and water for either of them.

Then came the inevitable surprise at seeing me smoke, which I will

spare the reader; but I noticed that when they saw me strike a match,

there was a hubbub of excitement which, it struck me, was not

altogether unmixed with disapproval: why, I could not guess. Then the

women retired, and I was left alone with the men, who tried to talk to

me in every conceivable way; but we could come to no understanding,

except that I was quite alone, and had come from a long way over the

mountains. In the course of time they grew tired, and I very sleepy. I

made signs as though I would sleep on the floor in my blankets, but

they gave me one of their bunks with plenty of dried fern and grass, on

to which I had no sooner laid myself than I fell fast asleep; nor did I

awake till well into the following day, when I found myself in the hut

with two men keeping guard over me and an old woman cooking. When I

woke the men seemed pleased, and spoke to me as though bidding me good

morning in a pleasant tone.

I went out of doors to wash in a creek which ran a few yards from the

house. My hosts were as engrossed with me as ever; they never took

their eyes off me, following every action that I did, no matter how

trifling, and each looking towards the other for his opinion at every

touch and turn. They took great interest in my ablutions, for they

seemed to have doubted whether I was in all respects human like

themselves. They even laid hold of my arms and overhauled them, and

expressed approval when they saw that they were strong and muscular.

They now examined my legs, and especially my feet. When they desisted

they nodded approvingly to each other; and when I had combed and

brushed my hair, and generally made myself as neat and well arranged as

circumstances would allow, I could see that their respect for me

increased greatly, and that they were by no means sure that they had

treated me with sufficient deference—a matter on which I am not

competent to decide. All I know is that they were very good to me, for

which I thanked them heartily, as it might well have been otherwise.

For my own part, I liked them and admired them, for their quiet

self-possession and dignified ease impressed me pleasurably at once.

Neither did their manner make me feel as though I were personally

distasteful to them—only that I was a thing utterly new and unlooked

for, which they could not comprehend. Their type was more that of the

most robust Italians than any other; their manners also were eminently

Italian, in their entire unconsciousness of self. Having travelled a

good deal in Italy, I was struck with little gestures of the hand and

shoulders, which constantly reminded me of that country. My feeling was

that my wisest plan would be to go on as I had begun, and be simply

myself for better or worse, such as I was, and take my chance

accordingly.

I thought of these things while they were waiting for me to have done

washing, and on my way back. Then they gave me breakfast—hot bread and

milk, and fried flesh of something between mutton and venison. Their

ways of cooking and eating were European, though they had only a skewer

for a fork, and a sort of butcher’s knife to cut with. The more I

looked at everything in the house, the more I was struck with its

quasi-European character; and had the walls only been pasted over with

extracts from the _Illustrated London News_ and _Punch_, I could have

almost fancied myself in a shepherd’s hut upon my master’s sheep-run.

And yet everything was slightly different. It was much the same with

the birds and flowers on the other side, as compared with the English

ones. On my arrival I had been pleased at noticing that nearly all the

plants and birds were very like common English ones: thus, there was a

robin, and a lark, and a wren, and daisies, and dandelions; not quite

the same as the English, but still very like them—quite like enough to

be called by the same name; so now, here, the ways of these two men,

and the things they had in the house, were all very nearly the same as

in Europe. It was not at all like going to China or Japan, where

everything that one sees is strange. I was, indeed, at once struck with

the primitive character of their appliances, for they seemed to be some

five or six hundred years behind Europe in their inventions; but this

is the case in many an Italian village.

All the time that I was eating my breakfast I kept speculating as to

what family of mankind they could belong to; and shortly there came an

idea into my head, which brought the blood into my cheeks with

excitement as I thought of it. Was it possible that they might be the

lost ten tribes of Israel, of whom I had heard both my grandfather and

my father make mention as existing in an unknown country, and awaiting

a final return to Palestine? Was it possible that I might have been

designed by Providence as the instrument of their conversion? Oh, what

a thought was this! I laid down my skewer and gave them a hasty survey.

There was nothing of a Jewish type about them: their noses were

distinctly Grecian, and their lips, though full, were not Jewish.

How could I settle this question? I knew neither Greek nor Hebrew, and

even if I should get to understand the language here spoken, I should

be unable to detect the roots of either of these tongues. I had not

been long enough among them to ascertain their habits, but they did not

give me the impression of being a religious people. This too was

natural: the ten tribes had been always lamentably irreligious. But

could I not make them change? To restore the lost ten tribes of Israel

to a knowledge of the only truth: here would be indeed an immortal

crown of glory! My heart beat fast and furious as I entertained the

thought. What a position would it not ensure me in the next world; or

perhaps even in this! What folly it would be to throw such a chance

away! I should rank next to the Apostles, if not as high as

they—certainly above the minor prophets, and possibly above any Old

Testament writer except Moses and Isaiah. For such a future as this I

would sacrifice all that I have without a moment’s hesitation, could I

be reasonably assured of it. I had always cordially approved of

missionary efforts, and had at times contributed my mite towards their

support and extension; but I had never hitherto felt drawn towards

becoming a missionary myself; and indeed had always admired, and

envied, and respected them, more than I had exactly liked them. But if

these people were the lost ten tribes of Israel, the case would be

widely different: the opening was too excellent to be lost, and I

resolved that should I see indications which appeared to confirm my

impression that I had indeed come upon the missing tribes, I would

certainly convert them.

I may here mention that this discovery is the one to which I alluded in

the opening pages of my story. Time strengthened the impression made

upon me at first; and, though I remained in doubt for several months, I

feel now no longer uncertain.

When I had done eating, my hosts approached, and pointed down the

valley leading to their own country, as though wanting to show that I

must go with them; at the same time they laid hold of my arms, and made

as though they would take me, but used no violence. I laughed, and

motioned my hand across my throat, pointing down the valley as though I

was afraid lest I should be killed when I got there. But they divined

me at once, and shook their heads with much decision, to show that I

was in no danger. Their manner quite reassured me; and in half an hour

or so I had packed up my swag, and was eager for the forward journey,

feeling wonderfully strengthened and refreshed by good food and sleep,

while my hope and curiosity were aroused to their very utmost by the

extraordinary position in which I found myself.

But already my excitement had begun to cool and I reflected that these

people might not be the ten tribes after all; in which case I could not

but regret that my hopes of making money, which had led me into so much

trouble and danger, were almost annihilated by the fact that the

country was full to overflowing, with a people who had probably already

developed its more available resources. Moreover, how was I to get

back? For there was something about my hosts which told me that they

had got me, and meant to keep me, in spite of all their goodness.

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