CHAPTER V

Hajji Baba becomes a robber in his own defence, and invades his native

city.

I had now been above a year in the hands of the Turcomans, during which

I had acquired the entire confidence of my master. He consulted me

upon all his own affairs, as well as those of his community, and as he

considered that I might now be depended upon, he determined to permit

me to accompany him in a predatory excursion into Persia,--a permission,

which, in hopes of a good opportunity to escape, I had frequently

entreated of him to grant. Hitherto I had never been allowed to stray

beyond the encampment and its surrounding pastures, and as I was totally

ignorant of the roads through the great salt desert which separated us

from Persia, I knew that it would be in vain for me to attempt flight,

as many before me had done, and had invariably perished or returned

to their masters, who treated them with more rigour than before. I

therefore rejoiced that I now had an opportunity of observing the

country we were about to cross, and determined with myself that if I

could not get away during this expedition, nothing should hinder my

attempting it on my return. The Turcomans generally make their principal

excursions in the spring, when they find pasturage for their horses in

the highlands, and fresh corn in the plains, and because they then

are almost certain of meeting caravans to plunder on their march. This

season being now near at hand, Aslan called together the chiefs of his

tribe, the heads of tens and the heads of hundreds, and all those who

were skilled in plunder, and proposed a plan to them of an incursion

into the very heart of Persia. Their object was to reach Ispahan itself,

to enter the city in the night, when all was quiet, and to sack the

caravanserai, to which the richest merchants were known to resort. Our

guide through the great salt desert was to be my master in person, whose

experience and local knowledge were greater than that of any of his

contemporaries; and he proposed to the council that as no one amongst

them, except myself, knew the streets and bazaars of Ispahan, I should

lead the way, when once we had entered the city. This was opposed by

several, who said that it was imprudent to trust a stranger and a native

of the very place they intended to attack, who would be likely to

run off the moment he could do so with safety. At length, after much

discussion, it was agreed that I should be their guide in Ispahan; that

two men should ride close on each side of me, and in case I showed the

least symptom of treachery in my movements, kill me on the spot. This

being settled, the Turcomans put their horses in training,[11] and one

was appointed for my use, which had the reputation of having twice borne

away the flag at their races. I was equipped as a Turcoman, with a large

sheep-skin cap on my head, a sheep-skin coat, a sword, a bow and arrows,

and a heavy spear, the head of which was taken off or put on as the

occasion might require. I had a bag of corn tied behind on my horse,

besides ropes to tether him with when we made a halt,--and for my own

food I carried several flaps of bread,[12] and half a dozen of hard

eggs, trusting to the chapter of accidents, and to my own endurance

of hunger, for further sustenance. I had already made a very tolerable

apprenticeship to a hard life since I had first been taken, by sleeping

on the ground with the first thing that I could seize for a pillow, and

thus I looked upon the want of a bed as no privation. My companions were

equally hardy, and in point of bodily fatigue, perhaps, we were a match

for any nation in the world.

I took previous care to unbury the fifty ducats, which I tied very

carefully in my girdle, and I promised my former master, who from

fretting had worn himself down to a skeleton, that if ever I had an

opportunity, I would do all in my power to make his friends ransom him.

‘Ah,’ said be, ‘no one will ever ransom me. As for my son, he will be

happy to get my property; and as for my wife, she will be happy to get

another husband: so no hope is left. There is only one favour I beg

of you, which is, to inquire what is the price of lamb-skins at

Constantinople.’

Here I had another struggle with my conscience on the subject of the

ducats. Should I restore them? Would it not be more advantageous, even

to my master, that I should keep them? My ability to take advantage of

this opportunity to escape might depend upon my having a little money

in my purse--and what chance had he of being relieved but through my

interference? All things considered, I let them remain in my girdle.

The astrologer having fixed upon a lucky hour for our departure, we,

mounted at nightfall. Our party consisted of Aslan Sultan, who was

appointed chief of the expedition, and of twenty men, myself included.

Our companions were composed of the principal men of the different

encampments in our neighbourhood, and were all, more or less,

accomplished cavaliers. They were mounted upon excellent horses, the

speed and bottom of which are so justly celebrated throughout Asia; and

as we rode along in the moonlight, completely armed, I was persuaded

that we looked as desperate a gang of ruffians as ever took the field.

For my part, I felt that nature had never intended me for a warrior, and

although I thought that I could keep up appearances as well as most men

in my predicament, and indeed I believe did act my part so perfectly,

as to make both my master and his companions believe that they had got a

very _Rustam_[13] in me, yet I dreaded the time when I should be put to

the trial.

I was surprised to observe the dexterity with which our chief led us

through the thick forests that clothe the mountains which border the

plains of Kipchâk. The dangers of the precipices and the steep ascents

were something quite appalling to a young traveller like me; but my

companions rode over everything with the greatest unconcern, confident

in the sure-footedness of their horses. Having once ascended the

mountains, we entered upon the arid plains of Persia, and here my

master’s knowledge of the country was again conspicuous. He knew every

summit the moment it appeared, with the same certainty as an experienced

Frank sailor recognizes a distant headland at sea. But he showed his

sagacity most in drawing his inferences from the tracks and footsteps of

animals. He could tell what sort of travellers they belonged to,

whence coming, whither going, whether enemy or friend, whether laden or

unladen, and what their probable numbers, with the greatest precision.

We travelled with much precaution as long as we were in the inhabited

parts of the country, lying by during the day, and making all expedition

at night. Our stock of provender and provisions was renewed at the last

encampment of the wandering tribes which we visited before we reached

the great salt desert, and when we entered it, we urged our horses on

with as much haste as we knew their strength was likely to support. At

length, after travelling about 120 parasangs,[14] we found ourselves

in the environs of Ispahan. The moment for reaping the fruit of our

fatigue, and for trying my courage, was now at hand, and my heart

quite misgave me when I heard of the plan of attack which my companions

proposed.

Their scheme was to enter the city through one of the unguarded avenues,

which were well known to me, and at midnight to make straight for the

Royal Caravanserai, where we were sure to find a great many merchants,

who at this season of the year collect there with ready money to make

their purchases. We were at once to carry off all the cash we could

find, then to seize and gag each a merchant if we were able, that before

the city could be alarmed, we might be on the road to our encampment

again. I found the plan so hazardous, and so little likely to succeed,

that I gave it as my opinion that we ought not to attempt it; but my

master, putting on his most determined look, said to me, ‘Hajji!

open your eyes--this is no child’s play!--I swear by the beard of the

Prophet, that if you do not behave well, I’ll burn your father. We have

succeeded before, and why should we not be as successful now? He then

ordered me to ride near him, and placed another ruffian at my side, and

both vowed, if I flinched, that they would immediately run me through

the body. We then took the lead, and, from my knowledge of Ispahan,

I easily picked my way through the ruins which surround it, and then

entered into the inhabited streets, which were at that time of night

entirely forsaken. When near the scene of action, we stopped under the

arches of one of the ruined houses, which are so frequently to be met

with even in the most inhabited parts of the city, and dismounting from

our horses, picketed them to the ground with pegs and heelropes,[15]

and left them under the care of two of our men. By way of precaution

we appointed a rendezvous in a lonely dell about five parasangs from

Ispahan, to which it was determined we should retreat as circumstances

might require. Once on foot, we proceeded without noise in a body,

avoiding as much as we could the bazaars, where I knew that the

officers of the police kept watch, and by lanes reached the gate of the

caravanserai. Here was a place, every square inch of which I knew by

heart, namely, my father’s shaving shop. Being aware that the gate of

the caravanserai would be locked, I made the party halt there, and,

taking up a stone, knocked, and called out to the doorkeeper by name:

‘Ali Mohammed,’ said I, ‘open, open: the caravan is arrived.’

Between asleep and awake, without showing the least symptom of opening,

‘What caravan?’ said he.

‘The caravan from Bagdad.’

‘From Bagdad? why that arrived yesterday. Do you laugh at my beard?’

Seeing myself entrapped, I was obliged to have recourse to my own name,

and said, ‘Why, a caravan to be sure with Hajji Baba, Kerbelai Hassan

the barber’s son, who went away with Osman Aga, the Bagdad merchant. I

bring the news, and expect the present.’

‘What, Hajji?’ said the porter, ‘he who used to shave my head so well?

His place has long been empty. You are welcome.’

Upon which he began to unbolt the heavy gates of the entrance porch,

which, as they creaked on their hinges, discovered a little old man in

his drawers with an iron lamp in his hand, which shed enough light to

show us that the place was full of merchants and their effects.

One of our party immediately seized upon him, and then we all rushed in

and fell to work. Expert in these sort of attacks, my companions knew

exactly where to go for plunder, and they soon took possession of all

the gold and silver that was to be found; but their first object was to

secure two or three of the richest merchants, whose ransom might be a

further source of wealth to them. Ere the alarm had been spread, they

had seized upon three, who from their sleeping upon fine beds, covered

with shawl quilts, and reposing upon embroidered cushions, they expected

would prove a good prize. These they bound hand and foot after their

fashion, and forcing them away, placed them upon their best horses

behind riders, who immediately retreated from the scene of action to the

rendezvous.

From my knowledge of the caravanserai itself, and of the rooms which the

richest merchants generally occupied, I knew where cash was to be found,

and I entered one room as softly as I could (the very room which my

first master had occupied), and seizing upon the small box in which the

merchants generally keep their money, I made off with it. To my joy,

I found it contained a heavy bag, which I thrust into my bosom, and

carried it about with me as well as I could; although, on account of the

darkness, I could not ascertain of what metal it was.

By the time we had nearly finished our operations the city had been

alarmed. Almost all the people within the caravanserai, such as

servants, grooms, and mule-drivers, at the first alarm had retreated to

the roof; the neighbouring inhabitants then came in flocks, not knowing

exactly what to do: then came the police magistrate and his officers,

who also got on the roof of the caravanserai, but who only increased

the uproar by their cries, exclaiming, ‘Strike, seize, kill!’ without in

fact doing anything to repulse the enemy. Some few shots were fired at

random; but, owing to the darkness and the general confusion, we managed

to steal away without any serious accident. During the fray I was

frequently tempted to leave the desperate gang to which I belonged, and

hide myself in some corner until they were gone; but I argued thus

with myself: If I should succeed in getting away, still my dress would

discover me, and before I could explain who I really was, I should

certainly fall a sacrifice to the fury of the populace, the effects of

which more than once I had had occasion to witness. My father’s shop was

before me; the happy days I had passed in that very caravanserai were in

my recollection, and I was in the act of deliberating within myself what

I should do, when I felt myself roughly seized by the arm, and the first

thing which I recognized on turning round was the grim face of Aslan

Sultan, who threatened to kill me on the spot, if I did not render

myself worthy of the confidence he had placed in me. In order to show

him my prowess, I fastened upon a Persian who had just rushed by us,

and, throwing him down, I exclaimed that, if he did not quietly submit

to be taken prisoner and to follow me, I would put him to death. He

began to make the usual lamentations, ‘For the sake of Iman Hossein, by

the soul of your father, by the beard of Omar, I conjure you to leave

me!’ and immediately I recognized a voice that could belong to no

one but my own father. By a gleam from a lantern, I discovered his

well-known face. It was evident, that hearing the commotion, he had left

his bed to secure the property in his shop, which altogether did not

consist of more than half-a-dozen of towels, a case of razors, soap, and

a carpet. The moment I recognized him, I let go his beard, of which

I had got a fast hold, and, owing to that habit of respect which we

Persians show to our parents, would have kissed his hand and stood

before him; but my life was in danger if I appeared to flinch, so I

continued to struggle with him, and in order to show myself in earnest,

pretending to beat him, I administered my blows to a mule’s pack-saddle

that was close to where he lay. This while I heard my father muttering

to himself, ‘Ah, if Hajji was here, he would not permit me to be served

in this way!’ which had such an effect upon me, that I immediately let

him go, and exclaimed in Turkish to the surrounding Turcomans: ‘He won’t

do for us; he’s only a barber.’ So without more ceremony I quitted the

scene of action, mounted my horse, and retreated in full gallop through

the city.

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