CHAPTER XXVI

Sand accumulations--A round tower--Mahommed Raza Chah--A burial

ground--Rustam's city--An ancient canal--Rustam's house--The

Persian hero's favourite room--A store room--Reception hall--The

city wall--Where Rustam's son was impaled--The stable of Rustam's

gigantic horse--More dry canals--An immense graveyard--Sand and

its ways--A probable buried city--A land-mark--Sadek's ways--A

glorious sunset--Girdi--Beluch greeting.

Warmal (altitude 2,100 feet) was left at 8 a.m. on the 12th. We skirted

extensive sand accumulations, high to the north, lower towards the south.

The under portion of these deposits had become semi-petrified up to a

height varying from 20 feet to 50 feet in proportion to the loftiness of

the hills themselves. We were travelling in a south-east direction along

these sand banks cut abruptly vertically, and when we left them and

turned due south across a flat bay in the desert there were sand-hills to

the east and west about one mile apart.

At the most northern end of the western range a round tower could be seen

on the summit of a hillock. Having crossed over the low hill range before

us we descended into a long, flat, sandy stretch with tamarisk shrubs in

abundance. In an arc of a circle from north to south there extended sand

accumulations in various guises, the highest being some lofty conical

hills due east of our course. To the west in the distance we were

encircled by the Patang Kuh and the Mukh Surk ranges, which also extended

from north to south.

[Illustration: The Gate of Rustam's City, as seen from Rustam's House.]

Two farsakhs (eight miles) brought us to the British Consular Postal

Station of Mahommed Raza Chah, a mud structure of two rooms and an

ante-room between. One room was full of provisions, the other

accommodated the three postal _sawars_ (riders). Twelve holes had been

dug in search of water, but only two had been successful. One of the

sawars, a Beluch, on a _jumbaz_ camel, was just coming in with the post,

and he was a very picturesque figure in his white flowing robes and

turban over the curly long hair hanging upon his shoulders. One mile off,

six or seven more deep holes had been bored for water, but with no

success. Tamarisk was plentiful.

We were now getting near the ruins of Sher-i-Rustam or Sher-i-Sukhta, the

city of Rustam, the Persian hero. North-east of it one came first to a

ruined tower, then to a burial ground with single graves and graves in

sets of two and three, very similar in shape to those we had seen on the

Kuh-i-Kwajah. These, too, were above ground, but were made of mud instead

of stone. Most of the graves had been broken through. The graveyard was

situated on a sand hillock.

In the distance, to the east and south-east of Rustam's city, there

spread from the north a long stretch of ruins, which probably were part

of the continuation of the great Zaidan. A number of towers--as many as

six being counted in a line--and a high wall could be perceived still

standing. This must evidently have been a fort, and had what appeared to

be the wall of a tower at its north-west end. Other extensive ruins could

just be observed further south-east, and also to the south-west, where a

high tower stood prominent against the sky.

When close to Rustam's city we went through a walled oblique-angled

parallelogram enclosing a tower. A great portion of the wall had

collapsed, but it appeared to have been an outpost north of the city.

The next thing was an ancient dry canal which came from the east by

south-east, and we then found ourselves before Rustam's abode. The

photograph given in the illustration was taken as we approached the city

and gives a good idea of the place as it appeared beyond the foreground

of sand and salt. The place was in most wonderful preservation

considering its age. There were four high towers to the north, the two

central towers which protected the city gate being close together and

more massive than the corner ones, which were circular and tapering

towards the summit. The wall of the city was castellated and stood some

30 feet high. The city gate, protected by an outer screen, was to the

east, and was two-storeyed. It led directly into the main street of the

city.

I cannot do better than enumerate the characteristics of the city in the

order in which I noticed them on my visit to it. A path, like a narrow

platform, was visible all round half-way up inside the wall, as well as

another on the top which gave access from one tower to another. There

were no steps to reach the summit of the towers, but merely inclined

planes.

On entering the city gate--the only one--one came at once upon Rustam's

palace--a three-tiered domed structure with a great many lower annexes on

its western and southern sides. A wall adjoining the city gate enclosed

Rustam's quarters, and had a large entrance cut into it leading to the

dwelling. The various floors were reached by a series of tunnelled

passages on inclined planes. Rustam's favourite room was said to have

been the top one, represented in the photograph facing page 266, where

the outside of the two top storeys of the building can be seen.

The domed room was well preserved, and had a sort of raised portion to

sit upon. The ceiling was nicely ornamented with a frieze and a design of

inverted angles. The room had four windows, and a number of slits in the

north wall for ventilating purposes. It was a regular look-out house,

commanding a fine view all round above the city wall of the great expanse

of desert with its ancient cities to the east, and distant blue mountains

to the west. There were a number of receptacles, some of which had been

used for burning lights, and five doors leading into other rooms. These

rooms, however, were not so well preserved--in fact, they had mostly

collapsed, their side walls alone remaining. No wood had been used in the

construction of the building and all the ceilings were vaulted.

Rustam's "compound," to use the handy word of the east, occupied about

one-quarter of the area of the town and filled the entire south-east

corner. Besides the higher building it contained a great many side

structures, with domes, unfortunately, only half-standing, and showing

the same peculiarity as all the other domes in the city, _i.e._, they had

all collapsed on the north side while the southern part was preserved. In

the photograph facing page 268 this is shown very clearly. This was, of

course, due to the potent northerly winds. Rustam's tall house and high

walled enclosures can be seen in this photograph, some semi-collapsed

domes of great proportions showing just above the high enclosing wall.

A spacious court commanded by a raised passage from north to

south--evidently for soldiers to patrol upon--was within the enclosure,

and, in fact, Rustam's premises formed a regular strong citadel within

the city.

On the ground floor, now considerably below the level of the street

outside, was a long room, like a store-room. In the north wall it had a

most wonderful arrangement of ventilating chambers, which made the room

deliciously cool. These contrivances were like slits in the wall, with

boxed-in channels, where a great draught was set up by the natural inflow

and outflow of cooler and hotter air from above and under ground, and

from in and out of the sun. A great many receptacles could be noticed in

the lower portion of the wall, and also some low mangers, as if sheep had

been kept here to supply meat for the inmates of the citadel in time of

siege.

Next to this, with an entrance on the main street, was Rustam's reception

hall--a great big room with domes no less than 18 feet high inside, but

now fallen through in two places. There were doors on the south and

north, and eleven receptacles specially constructed for lamps. These

receptacles were rather quaint in their simple design.

[Illustration: receptacle for light.]

All round Rustam's palace the city wall was double, and strengthened with

outside battlements. The same thing was noticeable in two portions of the

city wall to the west and south sides. The city wall was irregular in

shape, and impressed one as having been built at various epochs, and the

city had the appearance of having been enlarged in comparatively recent

times. There was a moat outside the wall, but in many places it had got

filled up with sand. A glance at the plan which I drew of the city will

give an idea of its shape.

[Illustration: The Remains of the Two Upper Storeys of Rustam's House.]

On the north side of the main street, opposite Rustam's house, was a

large stable, unroofed, and showing in the wall a number of mangers,

which appeared as if a large number of horses had been kept.

Besides these there were in the western portion of the city quantities of

domed roofs, very small, a few still perfect, but mostly fallen in on the

northern side. The houses directly under the shelter of the northern wall

were in the best preservation, and many of them were still almost

entirely above ground. They were quadrangular or rectangular in shape,

made of mud, and with a low door on the south side. The larger ones had

ventilating channels with perforated slits in the north wall, like those

in Rustam's store-room, but all the houses were extremely small--an

average of 12 feet by 12 feet.

In the southern portion of the city, where exposed to the wind, the

dwellings were deep-buried in sand, and hardly more than the domes

remained above ground. There were, however, one or two higher buildings,

presumably some of the better dwellings inhabited by Rustam's officers. A

portion of the south walls, which, curiously enough, had quadrangular

towers instead of tapering circular ones, had collapsed, and so had the

corresponding portion of the north wall.

The city wall was of great interest, and even on the west side, where it

was of less strength, was constructed in successive tiers, each of less

than a man's height, and each with a path extending all along so that it

could be remanned continuously in time of attack. When one man of the

higher platform fell another could replace him immediately from the

platform directly below. The towers were much higher than the wall.

The city gate was of great strength, the two front towers being

strengthened inwardly by a third quadrangular tower. A raised block under

the gateway was said to be the execution place.

This city, historians declare, was destroyed by Bahram, who caused it to

be burnt, but there is no evidence whatever in the buildings to show that

a conflagration ever occurred in this place at all. In fact, it is rather

difficult to understand how buildings entirely of mud could be burned.

The city, it is said, was abandoned only about a century ago, when the

Sarbandi entered it by treachery and drove out the Rais tribe.

[Illustration: Rustam's City, showing Rustam's House in Citadel, also

domed roofs blown in from the North.]

A few hundred feet to the south outside the city wall are the remains of

the stable of Rustam's legendary gigantic horse. Part of the high wall

still stands up on the top of the section of a vault, but the greater

portion of the building, which was evidently of great proportions, is now

buried in sand. The exact spot is pointed out where the manger stood, and

so is the point where the heel ropes of this famous horse were tied. This

circumstance misled one traveller into stating in 1872 that "two hills,

one mile apart to the south-west, denoted the places where the manger and

the spot where the head of this famous horse were tied." This error has

been copied faithfully by subsequent travellers, including very recent

ones (see _Journal of the Royal Geographical Society_, February, 1902,

page 142).

There seemed little doubt that the huge building, of which the wall

reproduced in the illustration made part, was a stable, and that it must

have been of special importance could be seen by the elaborate cross

pattern decorations on its outer face. The fragment of the wall stands

over 50 feet high, and to all appearance some twenty more feet of it are

underground, buried by the sand. It had strong supports at its base.

[Illustration]

The stable was most peculiarly shaped, ending in a sharp point at one

end.

Another dry canal was noticeable to the west of the ruins which went from

south to north, with a branch canal going due west. North-west and west

were to be seen other ruined cities, one of which, with two high

quadrangular towers, was approximately three miles distant. To the west

on two hills were fortresses, but between these and Rustam's city lay an

immense graveyard (about one mile from Sher-i-Rustam), with graves above

ground--mainly single ones, but also a few family ones in adjoining

compartments.

As we went along due west another ruined city was pointed out, Zorap, a

very ancient place, where Bahram is said to have impaled the body of

Firamurz, Rustam's son.

We crossed two more dry canals of some magnitude, running parallel, which

showed that in former days this now barren part of Sistan must have been

under flourishing cultivation. In fact, further on we came upon traces of

houses and of extensive irrigation, the soil having quite a different

appearance to the usual _lut_ where left untouched by human tools.

[Illustration: Plan of Sher-i-Rustam.]

We then came across what at first seemed a confused commotion of sand and

mud, but its formation was very curious, and looked as if it covered an

underlying city of great size. The surface sand seemed to reproduce to a

certain extent the form of the structures that were down below, such as

quadrangular buildings, walls, domes, etc. It was not the natural

formation of sand on a natural ground. In one particular place a whole

city wall with towers could be traced, just showing above ground, so

perfectly rectangular that although covered by sand it would seem certain

that a fortress must be buried under this spot.

All around these particular suspected buried cities the sand is

absolutely flat, and there would be no other plausible reason for this

most extraordinary irregular accumulation of sand reproducing forms of

walls, domes and towers against all the general rules of local sand

accumulations, unless such obstacles existed below to compel the sand to

accumulate in resemblance to them. This theory is strengthened too by

the fact that, here and there, some of the higher buildings actually may

be seen to project above ground. The sand mixed with salt had, on getting

wet, become solid mud, baked hard by the sun.

Anybody interested in sand and its movements, its ways and process of

accumulation, could not do better than take a trip to this part of

Sistan. Little as one may care about sand, one is bound to get interested

in its ways, and one point in its favour is that with a certain amount of

logic and observation one can always understand why it has assumed a

certain formation rather than another--a pleasing feature not always

existing in all geological formations of the scenery one goes through.

The great expanse of irregular surface soil, with its innumerable

obstacles and undulations, was, of course, bound to give curious results

in the sand accumulations south of it, where the sand could deposit

itself in a more undisturbed fashion and was affected by purely natural

causes. Of course, sand hills do not accumulate in the flat desert unless

some obstacle--a mere pebble, a tamarisk shrub, a ridge, or a stone, is

the primary cause of the accumulation. In the present case, I think the

greater number of sand hills had been caused by tamarisk shrubs arresting

the sand along its flight southwards.

To enumerate and analyse each sand hill--there were thousands and

thousands--would take volumes. I will limit myself to the various most

characteristic types of which I give diagrams. The absolutely conical

type was here less noticeable, being too much exposed to the wind, which

gradually corroded one side of each hill more than the other.

Whatever their shape, the highest point of the sand hills was in any case

always to the north-east, the lower to the south-west. As can be seen by

the diagram there were single hills and composite ones; there were

well-rounded hills, semi-spherical hills, and then came the sand dunes,

such as those on the right of our track, like long parallel walls of sand

extending for great distances from east to west.

[Illustration: View of Sher-i-Rustam from Rustam's House. (West portion

of City under the lee of wall.)]

One sand hill, 80 feet high, quite semi-spherical, and with a solitary

tamarisk tree on its top, rising some 40 feet above all the others, was

quite a landmark along this route. It marked a point from which to the

east of our track we found more uniformity in the shape of the sand

mounds, which were lower and all semi-spherical. To the west of the

track, curiously enough, there were hardly any sand hills at all,--but

this was due, I think, to the fact that tamarisk shrubs did not seem to

flourish on the latter side, and therefore did not cause the sand to

accumulate.

Several miles further, however, at a spot protected by high sand dunes,

tamarisk trees were found growing, some being 4 to 6 feet high, and

seeming quite luxuriant after the usual desert shrubs which hardly ever

rise above two to three feet.

Sadek had purchased at Warmal two big bottles of milk for my use, but as

we had found no good water on the way and the heat of the sun was

great, he could not resist the temptation, and had drunk it all. When I

claimed it he professed that my cats had stolen it. A long jolting ride

on the jumbaz camel produced the marvellous result that, although the

cats had drunk the milk, Sadek himself was attacked by indigestion caused

by it. He seemed to suffer internal agony, and lay on his camel's hump

doubled up with pain. He felt so very ill that he requested me to take

him on my camel, and to let him exchange places with my driver. To my

sorrow I consented.

In a moment of temporary relief from the aching of his digestive organs

he entered into one of his favourite geographical discussions. Having for

the twentieth time eradicated from his brain the notion that London and

Russia were not suburbs of Bombay, he now wanted to know whether

_Yanki-dunia_ (by which glorified name the Persians call the United

States of America) were inside the "walls" of London city or outside!

He had an idea that the earth was flat, and that London, Bombay and

Russia were together on the extreme edge of it. The stars he believed to

be lighted up nightly, as one would candles or paraffin lamps.

Fortunately, while explaining to me his extraordinary theory of how it

was that the moon never appeared alike on two successive nights, he was

again seized with another fearful attack, and tumbled off the camel.

Sadek was most unfortunate with animals. He was hated by them all. When

he went near horses they would kick, buck and neigh as if a wolf had been

at hand; mules stampeded at his sight; cats bolted as if he were about to

beat them; and camels were restless and made most fearful noises of

disapproval and distress at his approach. When he tried to get on and

off, the kneeling camel would suddenly spring up again, causing him to

fall, and when he did get on the saddle the vicious brutes would assume a

most unusual and uncomfortable jerky motion, which bumped him to such an

extent that he could not stand it long, and had to get off. The animals

evidently did it purposely to get rid of him, for when I got on any of

them they went beautifully. Hence, whenever Sadek wished to ride

comfortably he always requested to change seats with my driver, who

occupied the front seat on the hump of my camel.

[Illustration: View of Sher-i-Rustam from Rustam's House. (South-east

section of City.)]

We had a glorious sunset on that evening, not unlike an aurora borealis,

in brilliant rays of light radiating from a central point. The sun had

already disappeared behind the blue mountain chain, and each bright

vermilion ray had like a fish bone or like a peacock's feather, myriads

of cross off-shoots in the shape of lighter sprays of light. There was a

brilliant yellow glow which tinted the blue sky and made it appear of

various gradations, from bright yellow at the lower portion to various

delicate shades of green in the centre, blending again into a pure deep

cobalt blue high up in the sky, and on this glorious background the

feathery vermilion sprays shot up to half way across the celestial vault.

Other smaller sprays of vivid yellow light flared up in a crescent nearer

the mountain edge.

It was quite a glorious sight, unimpeded by the grand spread of sand in

the foreground and a patch or two of humble tamarisks.

The rapidity with which night descends upon the desert, is, as we noticed

several times, quite amazing. There was hardly any twilight at all. In a

few seconds this beautiful spectacle vanished as by enchantment, and was

converted into a most mournful sight. The vermilion feathery sprays, now

deprived of the sun's light upon them, were converted into so many

gigantic black feathers--of rather funereal appearance--and the emerald

green sky became of a dead leaden white. The deep blue, fringed with red

and yellow, of the radiant mountains had now turned into a sombre,

blackish-grey.

About four miles before reaching Girdi a track branches off, which avoids

that place altogether, and rejoins the track again one mile south of

Girdi, thus saving a considerable detour.

Our march that day had been from Warmal to Mahommed Raza-Chah (altitude

2,100 feet), eight miles, and from that place to Girdi-chah, twenty-eight

miles. The track between the two latter stations was perfectly level, and

on _jumbaz_ camels going at a good pace the journey had occupied eight

hours and a half.

On arriving at Girdi (altitude 2,200 feet), the Beluch _sawar_ whom I had

taken as guide from Mahommed Raza Chah, and my Beluch driver had a most

touching scene on meeting some Beluch of a caravan travelling in the

opposite direction to mine and camping at Girdi for the night.

The men hastily dismounted from their camels, put their heads together

and pressed each the other's right hand, holding it on the heart.

"It is my brother!" cried my camel man, and then followed another

outburst of effusion on the brother's part, who seized my hand in both

his and shook it heartily for a considerable time. The others followed

suit.

There is nothing that an Afghan or a Beluch likes better than a good

hearty hand-shake.

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