CHAPTER V

Salt sediments as white as snow--Brilliant stars--Plaintive songs

of the camel men--An improvisatore--Unpleasant odour of camels--A

large salt deposit--No water and no fuel--A device to protect

oneself against great heat--Amazing intelligence of

cats--Nature's ways and men's ways--A hot climb--A brilliantly

coloured range--Sea shells and huge fossils.

On November 11th at ten o'clock p.m. we gladly left poisonous Lawah and

spent the night (November 12th) traversing a mountain region by a

flattish and low pass, and then travelling due north entered the actual

_Dasht-i-lut_--the sandy Salt Desert, the sediment of surface salt being

in some places so thick and white as to resemble snow. Here and there

some hillocks of sand relieved the monotony of the dreary journey,

otherwise flat sand and surface salt extended as far as the eye could

see.

The nights, even when there was no moonlight, were so clear, and the

stars and planets so brilliant, that with a little practice one could,

for general purposes, see almost as well as by day.

The night was terribly cold, which I felt all the more owing to the

fever, as I hung resting my head on the padded pommel of the saddle and

my legs and arms dangling at the sides. A howling, cutting wind blew and

made it impossible to cover one's self up with blankets, as they were

constantly being blown away, no matter how well one tucked one's self in

them.

There was a certain picturesque weirdness in these night marches in the

desert--when one could dissociate one's self from the discomforts. The

camel men had some sad, plaintive songs of their own--quite melodious and

in good tune with the accompaniment of dingling bells hanging from the

camels' necks. There was a musician in our party--Ali Murat's young

brother--who carried a flute in his girdle during the day, but played

upon the instrument the whole night--some doleful tunes of his own

composition, which were not bad. True, when one had listened to the same

tune, not only scores but hundreds of times during one night, one rather

felt the need of a change, but still even the sound of his flute was a

great relief in the dreary night marches. Occasionally, when the fancy

took him, and he made some variations in the airs, the camel men, who

slept while mechanically walking, would join in to sing in a chorus.

Overhead the stars gleamed with a brightness that we can never dream of

seeing in Europe, and in the distance we now began to perceive some

phantom-like hills rising from the whitish-grey surface of the desert. A

good deal of the poetry of the desert is, nevertheless, lost each time

that the camel on which you ride breathes. Behold! one is brought to

earth very soon! The rancid smell which comes in regular whiffs is

sickening. So is the powerful stench of his hump when it gets heated by

the pads of the never-removed saddle.

About every two miles a few minutes' rest is given to the camels, then on

again they slowly swing forward, the nose of one being attached by a long

string to the tail rope of the preceding animal.

[Illustration: Author's Camel Men in their White Felt Coats.]

[Illustration: Camel Men saying their Prayers at Sunset.]

Twenty miles from Lawah, mud-hills covering underlying rock were reached,

and closed us in on either side. Two miles further, when it got too hot

to proceed--thermometer 148° in the sun and not a thread of shade--we

halted on a white salt deposit of considerable extent. There was no water

and no fuel, and the heat was well-nigh unbearable in the middle of the

day. It was useless to pitch my tent, for in such stifling heat it is not

possible to remain under it, nor could one breathe at all if one tried to

get a little shade by screening one's self against a wall of loads which

impeded the air moving.

My camel men showed me a device which by the ignorant may be ridiculed,

but to the sensible is a great blessing when exposed to abnormally high

temperatures. The only way to protect one's self against the broiling air

is to cover one's self, head and all, leaving space to breathe, with one

or two thick blankets of wool or thick felt, of a white or light colour

preferably, white being a non-absorbent of the hot sun's rays. The

thickness of the cloth keeps the body at an enveloping temperature

slightly above the temperature of the body itself (even when with high

fever seldom more than 104°), and therefore a cooler temperature than

outside the blankets, when it is frequently 148° sometimes 150° and even

more. By contrast this seems quite cool. It is, in other words, a similar

process to that used by us in summer to maintain ice from melting.

In Morocco, Algeria, Egypt, Arabia, the people who are much exposed to

the rays of the hot sun in deserts always wear extremely thick woollen

clothing, or bernouses; and in Persia the camel men of the desert, as we

have seen, possess thick white felt coats in which they wrap themselves,

head and all, during the hot hours of the day. The Italians, too, seem to

have been fully aware of this, for in Naples and Southern Italy they have

an ancient proverb in the Neapolitan dialect:--_Quel che para lo freddo

para lo caldo_--"What is protection against cold is protection against

heat."

I know one Englishman in Southern Persia who, when crossing the broiling

plains of Arabistan, wears a thick overcoat and plenty of woollen

underwear--a method which he learnt from the nomad tribes of

Arabistan--but he is generally laughed at by his countrymen who do not

know any better. This cooling device, naturally, only applies to tropical

climates when the temperature of the air is greatly above the actual

temperature of the blood.

I had arranged with the caravan that accompanied mine to carry fodder for

my camels, as there was no grazing for the animals here. Large cloths

were spread on which straw and cotton-seeds were mixed together, and then

the camels were made to kneel round and have a meal.

On this occasion I was much struck by the really marvellous intelligence

of cats. We hear a lot about dogs finding their way home from long

distances by using their sense of scent (how far this explanation is

correct we have no time to discuss), but of cats the general belief is

that if they are taken away from home they seldom find their way back.

This may be the case with cats that have always been shut up in some

particular house, but it is not that they do not possess the intellect to

do so in their natural state. Here is an instance.

On letting the cats loose when we halted, the newly-purchased one

attempted to make his escape. I was watching him carefully. He did not do

this in a haphazard manner, running here and there as a dog would, but

jumped out of the box, took his bearings with great calm and precision

and in a most scientific manner, first by looking at the sun, and then at

his own shadow, evidently to discover whether when shut up in the box he

had travelled east or west, north or south, or to some intermediate

point. He repeated this operation several times with a wonderful

expression of intelligence and reflection on his little face, and then

dashed away with astounding accuracy in the direction of Lawah town. Mind

you, he did not at all follow the track that we had come by, which was

somewhat circuitous, but went in a bee line for his native place and not

a second to the left or right of the direct bearings which I took with my

prismatic compass to check his direction. Sadek and the camel men went in

pursuit of him and he was brought back.

This seemed so marvellous that I thought it might be a chance. We were

then only twenty-two miles from Lawah. I repeated the experiment for

three or four days from subsequent camps, until the cat reconciled

himself to his new position and declined to run away. I took the trouble

to revolve him round himself several times to mislead him in his

bearings, but each time he found his correct position by the sun and his

own shadow, and never made a mistake in the absolutely correct bearings

of his route.

A remarkable fact in connection with this is that the most ignorant

natives of Persia, men who have never seen or heard of a compass, can

tell you the exact direction of places by a very similar method, so that

there is more in the process than we think.

It is rather humiliating when we reflect that what we highly civilised

people can only do with difficulty with the assistance of elaborate

theodolites, sextants, artificial horizons, compasses and lengthy

computations, an ignorant camel man, or a kitten, can do practically and

simply and always correctly in a few seconds by drawing conclusions on

facts of nature which speak for themselves better than all the scientific

instruments we can manufacture.

There was a high mountain north-east of camp, the Darband, 8,200 feet,

and as my fever seemed to be getting worse, and I had no quinine with

which to put a sudden stop to it, I thought I would climb to the top of

the mountain to sweat the fever out, and also to obtain a view of the

surrounding country.

After having slept some three hours and having partaken of a meal--we had

the greatest difficulty in raising enough animal fuel for a fire--I

started off about one in the afternoon under a broiling sun. The camp was

at an altitude of 4,350 feet and the ascent not difficult but very steep

and rocky, and involving therefore a good deal of violent exertion. The

dark rocks were so hot with the sun that had been shining upon them that

they nearly burned one's fingers when one touched them. Still, the view

from the top well repaid one for the trouble of getting there.

A general survey showed that the highest mountain to be seen around was

to the south-south-east (150° bearings magnetic), and a couple of almost

conical hills, exactly alike in shape, but not in size, stood one in

front of the other on a line with 160° b.m. Between them both to east and

west were a number of misshapen mountains. Were it not for a low confused

heap of grey mud and sand the desert would be an absolutely flat stretch

from the distant mountains enclosing the plain on the south to the others

on the north. A long high mud barrier runs diagonally at the northern

end, in a direction from east to west, and another extending from

south-east to north-west meets it, forming a slightly acute angle. The

latter range is of a most peculiar formation, extremely brilliant in

colour, the ground being a vivid red, regularly fluted and striped across

so straight with friezes and bands formed by strata of different tones of

colour, that from a distance it almost resembles the patient work of a

skilful artisan instead of the results of the corrosive action of water.

Another parallel and similar range stands exactly opposite on the east.

The mountain itself to which I had climbed was most interesting. Imbedded

in the rock were quantities of fossil white and black sea-shells, and

about half way up the mountain a huge fossil, much damaged, resembling a

gigantic turtle. Near it on the rock were impressions of enormous paws.

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