One whole day and far into the succeeding night had the renewed flight

continued: the sufferings had been greater than before; for the cold had

been more intense, and many perished out of the living creatures through

every class except only the camels, whose powers of endurance seemed

equally adapted to cold and heat. The second morning, however, brought

an alleviation to the distress. Snow had begun to fall; and, though not

deep at present, it was easily foreseen that it soon would be so, and

that, as a halt would in that case become unavoidable, no plan could be

better than that of staying where they were, especially as the same

cause would check the advance of the Cossacks. Here, then, was the last

interval of comfort which gleamed upon the unhappy nation during their

whole migration. For ten days the snow continued to fall with little

intermission. At the end of that time keen, bright, frosty weather

succeeded; the drifting had ceased. In three days the smooth expanse

became firm enough to support the treading of the camels, and the

flight was recommenced. But during the halt much domestic comfort had

been enjoyed, and, for the last time, universal plenty. The cows and

oxen had perished in such vast numbers on the previous marches, that an

order was now issued to turn what remained to account by slaughtering

the whole, and salting whatever part should be found to exceed the

immediate consumption. This measure led to a scene of general

banqueting, and even of festivity, amongst all who were not

incapacitated for joyous emotions by distress of mind, by grief for the

unhappy experience of the few last days, and by anxiety for the too

gloomy future. Seventy thousand persons of all ages had already

perished, exclusively of the many thousand allies who had been cut down

by the Cossack sabre; and the losses in reversion were likely to be many

more; for rumors began now to arrive from all quarters, by the mounted

couriers whom the khan had despatched to the rear and to each flank as

well as in advance, that large masses of the imperial troops were

converging from all parts of Central Asia to the fords of the river

Torgai, as the most convenient point for intercepting the flying tribes;

and it was already well known that a powerful division was close in

their rear, and was retarded only by the numerous artillery which had

been judged necessary to support their operations. New motives were thus

daily arising for quickening the motions of the wretched Kalmucks and

for exhausting those who were previously but too much exhausted.

It was not until the 2d day of February that the khan's advanced guard

came in sight of Ouchim, the defile among the hills of Moulgaldchares,

in which they anticipated so bloody an opposition from the Cossacks. A

pretty large body of these light cavalry had, in fact, preoccupied the

pass by some hours; but the khan, having two great advantages,--namely,

a strong body of infantry, who had been conveyed by sections of five on

about two hundred camels, and some pieces of light artillery which he

had not yet been forced to abandon,--soon began to make a serious

impression upon this unsupported detachment, and they would probably at

any rate have retired; but, at the very moment when they were making

some dispositions in that view, Zebek-Dorchi appeared upon their rear

with a body of trained riflemen who had distinguished themselves in the

war with Turkey. These men had contrived to crawl unobserved over the

cliffs which skirted the ravine, availing themselves of the dry beds of

the summer torrents and other inequalities of the ground to conceal

their movement. Disorder and trepidation ensued instantly in the Cossack

files. The khan, who had been waiting with the _élite_ of his heavy

cavalry, charged furiously upon them. Total overthrow followed to the

Cossacks, and a slaughter such as in some measure avenged the recent

bloody extermination of their allies, the ancient _ouloss_ of

Feka-Zechorr. The slight horses of the Cossacks were unable to support

the weight of heavy Polish dragoons and a body of trained _cameleers_

(that is, cuirassiers mounted on camels). Hardy they were, but not

strong, nor a match for their antagonists in weight; and their

extraordinary efforts through the last few days to gain their present

position had greatly diminished their powers for effecting an escape.

Very few, in fact, _did_ escape; and the bloody day of Ouchim became as

memorable amongst the Cossacks as that which, about twenty days before,

had signalized the complete annihilation of the Feka-Zechorr.

The road was now open to the river Igritch, and as yet even far beyond

it to the Torgau; but how long this state of things would continue was

every day more doubtful. Certain intelligence was now received that a

large Russian army, well appointed in every arm, was advancing upon the

Torgau under the command of General Traubenberg. This officer was to be

joined on his route by ten thousand Bashkirs and pretty nearly the same

amount of Kirghises,--both hereditary enemies of the Kalmucks,--both

exasperated to a point of madness by the bloody trophies which Oubacha

and Momotbacha had, in late years, won from such of their compatriots as

served under the sultan. The czarina's yoke these wild nations bore with

submissive patience, but not the hands by which it had been imposed; and

accordingly, catching with eagerness at the present occasion offered to

their vengeance, they sent an assurance to the czarina of their perfect

obedience to her commands, and at the same time a message significantly

declaring in what spirit they meant to execute them, namely, "that they

would not trouble her Majesty with prisoners."

Here then arose, as before with the Cossacks, a race for the Kalmucks

with the regular armies of Russia, and concurrently with nations as

fierce and semi-humanized as themselves, besides that they were stung

into threefold activity by the furies of mortified pride and military

abasement under the eyes of the Turkish sultan. The forces, and more

especially the artillery, of Russia, were far too overwhelming to permit

the thought of a regular opposition in pitched battles, even with a less

dilapidated state of their resources than they could reasonably expect

at the period of their arrival on the Torgau. In their speed lay their

only hope,--in strength of foot, as before, and not in strength of arm.

Onward, therefore, the Kalmucks pressed, marking the lines of their

wide-extending march over the sad solitudes of the steppes by a

never-ending chain of corpses. The old and the young, the sick man on

his couch, the mother with her baby,--all were left behind. Sights such

as these, with the many rueful aggravations incident to the helpless

condition of infancy,--of disease and of female weakness abandoned to

the wolves amidst a howling wilderness,--continued to track their course

through a space of full two thousand miles; for so much at the least it

was likely to prove, including the circuits to which they were often

compelled by rivers or hostile tribes, from the point of starting on the

Wolga until they could reach their destined halting-ground on the east

bank of the Torgau. For the first seven weeks of this march their

sufferings had been imbittered by the excessive severity of the cold;

and every night--so long as wood was to be had for fires, either from

the lading of the camels, or from the desperate sacrifice of their

baggage-wagons, or (as occasionally happened) from the forests which

skirted the banks of the many rivers which crossed their path--no

spectacle was more frequent than that of a circle, composed of men,

women, and children, gathered by hundreds round a central fire, all dead

and stiff at the return of morning light. Myriads were left behind from

pure exhaustion, of whom none had a chance, under the combined evils

which beset them, of surviving through the next twenty-four hours.

Frost, however, and snow at length ceased to persecute; the vast extent

of the march at length brought them into more genial latitudes; and the

unusual duration of the march was gradually bringing them into the more

genial seasons of the year. Two thousand miles had at least been

traversed; February, March, April, were gone; the balmy month of May had

opened; vernal sights and sounds came from every side to comfort the

heart-weary travellers; and at last, in the latter end of May, they

crossed the Torgau, and took up a position where they hoped to find

liberty to repose themselves for many weeks in comfort as well as in

security, and to draw such supplies from the fertile neighborhood as

might restore their shattered forces to a condition for executing, with

less of wreck and ruin, the large remainder of the journey.

Yes; it was true that two thousand miles of wandering had been

completed, but in a period of nearly five months, and with the terrific

sacrifice of at least two hundred and fifty thousand souls, to say

nothing of herds and flocks past all reckoning. These had all

perished,--ox, cow, horse, mule, ass, sheep, or goat; not one

survived,--only the camels. These arid and adust creatures, looking like

the mummies of some antediluvian animals, without the affections or

sensibilities of flesh and blood,--these only still erected their

speaking eyes to the eastern heavens, and had to all appearance come out

from this long tempest of trial unscathed and unharmed. The khan,

knowing how much he was individually answerable for the misery which had

been sustained, must have wept tears even more bitter than those of

Xerxes when he threw his eyes over the myriads whom he had assembled;

for the tears of Xerxes were unmingled with compunction. Whatever amends

were in his power he resolved to make by sacrifices to the general good

of all personal regards; and accordingly, even at this point of their

advance, he once more deliberately brought under review the whole

question of the revolt. The question was formally debated before the

council, whether, even at this point, they should untread their steps,

and, throwing themselves upon the czarina's mercy, return to their old

allegiance. In that case, Oubacha professed himself willing to become

the scapegoat for the general transgression. This, he argued, was no

fantastic scheme, but even easy of accomplishment; for the unlimited and

sacred power of the khan, so well known to the empress, made it

absolutely iniquitous to attribute any separate responsibility to the

people. Upon the khan rested the guilt,--upon the khan would descend the

imperial vengeance. This proposal was applauded for its generosity, but

was energetically opposed by Zebek-Dorchi. Were they to lose the whole

journey of two thousand miles? Was their misery to perish without fruit?

True it was that they had yet reached only the half-way house; but, in

that respect, the motives were evenly balanced for retreat or for

advance. Either way they would have pretty nearly the same distance to

traverse, but with this difference,--that, forwards, their route lay

through lands comparatively fertile; backwards, through a blasted

wilderness, rich only in memorial of their sorrow, and hideous to

Kalmuck eyes by the trophies of their calamity. Besides, though the

empress might accept an excuse for the past, would she the less forbear

to suspect for the future? The czarina's _pardon_ they might obtain; but

could they ever hope to recover her _confidence_? Doubtless there would

now be a standing presumption against them, an immortal ground of

jealousy; and a jealous government would be but another name for a harsh

one. Finally, whatever motives there ever had been for the revolt surely

remained unimpaired by anything that had occurred. In reality, the

revolt was, after all, no revolt, but (strictly speaking) a return to

their old allegiance; since, not above one hundred and fifty years ago

(namely, in the year 1616), their ancestors had revolted from the

Emperor of China. They had now tried both governments; and for them

China was the land of promise, and Russia the house of bondage.

Spite, however, of all that Zebek could say or do, the yearning of the

people was strongly in behalf of the khan's proposal; the pardon of

their prince, they persuaded themselves, would be readily conceded by

the empress; and there is little doubt that they would at this time have

thrown themselves gladly upon the imperial mercy; when suddenly all was

defeated by the arrival of two envoys from Traubenberg. This general had

reached the fortress of Orsk, after a very painful march, on the 12th of

April; thence he set forwards towards Oriembourg, which he reached upon

the 1st of June, having been joined on his route at various times

through the month of May by the Kirghises and a corps of ten thousand

Bashkirs. From Oriembourg he sent forward his official offers to the

khan, which were harsh and peremptory, holding out no specific

stipulations as to pardon or impunity, and exacting unconditional

submission as the preliminary price of any cessation from military

operations. The personal character of Traubenberg, which was anything

but energetic, and the condition of his army, disorganized in a great

measure by the length and severity of the march, made it probable that,

with a little time for negotiation, a more conciliatory tone would have

been assumed. But, unhappily for all parties, sinister events occurred

in the mean time, such as effectually put an end to every hope of the

kind.

The two envoys sent forward by Traubenberg had reported to this

officer that a distance of only ten days' march lay between his own

head-quarters and those of the khan. Upon this fact transpiring, the

Kirghises, by their prince Nourali, and the Bashkirs entreated the

Russian general to advance without delay. Once having placed his cannon

in position, so as to command the Kalmuck camp, the fate of the rebel

khan and his people would be in his own hands, and they would themselves

form his advanced guard. Traubenberg, however,--_why_ has not been

certainly explained,--refused to march, grounding his refusal upon the

condition of his army and their absolute need of refreshment. Long and

fierce was the altercation; but at length, seeing no chance of

prevailing, and dreading above all other events the escape of their

detested enemy, the ferocious Bashkirs went off in a body by forced

marches. In six days they reached the Torgau, crossed by swimming their

horses, and fell upon the Kalmucks, who were dispersed for many a league

in search of food or provender for their camels. The first day's action

was one vast succession of independent skirmishes, diffused over a field

of thirty to forty miles in extent; one party often breaking up into

three or four, and again (according to the accidents of ground) three or

four blending into one; flight and pursuit, rescue and total overthrow,

going on simultaneously, under all varieties of form, in all quarters of

the plain. The Bashkirs had found themselves obliged, by the scattered

state of the Kalmucks, to split up into innumerable sections; and thus,

for some hours, it had been impossible for the most practised eye to

collect the general tendency of the day's fortune. Both the khan and

Zebek-Dorchi were at one moment made prisoners, and more than once in

imminent danger of being cut down; but at length Zebek succeeded in

rallying a strong column of infantry, which, with the support of the

camel corps on each flank, compelled the Bashkirs to retreat. Clouds,

however, of these wild cavalry continued to arrive through the next two

days and nights, followed or accompanied by the Kirghises. These being

viewed as the advanced parties of Traubenberg's army, the Kalmuck

chieftains saw no hope of safety but in flight; and in this way it

happened that a retreat, which had so recently been brought to a pause,

was resumed at the very moment when the unhappy fugitives were

anticipating a deep repose, without further molestation, the whole

summer through.

It seemed as though every variety of wretchedness were predestined to

the Kalmucks, and as if their sufferings were incomplete unless they

were rounded and matured by all that the most dreadful agencies of

summer's heat could superadd to those of frost and winter. To this

sequel of their story we shall immediately revert, after first noticing

a little romantic episode which occurred at this point between Oubacha

and his unprincipled cousin Zebek-Dorchi.

There was, at the time of the Kalmuck flight from the Wolga, a Russian

gentleman of some rank at the court of the khan, whom, for political

reasons, it was thought necessary to carry along with them as a captive.

For some weeks his confinement had been very strict, and in one or two

instances cruel; but, as the increasing distance was continually

diminishing the chances of escape, and perhaps, also, as the misery of

the guards gradually withdrew their attention from all minor interests

to their own personal sufferings, the vigilance of the custody grew more

and more relaxed; until at length, upon a petition to the khan, Mr.

Weseloff was formally restored to liberty; and it was understood that he

might use his liberty in whatever way he chose, even for returning to

Russia, if that should be his wish. Accordingly, he was making active

preparations for his journey to St. Petersburg, when it occurred to

Zebek-Dorchi that not improbably, in some of the battles which were then

anticipated with Traubenberg, it might happen to them to lose some

prisoner of rank, in which case the Russian Weseloff would be a pledge

in their hands for negotiating an exchange. Upon this plea, to his own

severe affliction, the Russian was detained until the further pleasure

of the khan. The khan's name, indeed, was used through the whole affair,

but, as it seemed, with so little concurrence on his part, that, when

Weseloff in a private audience humbly remonstrated upon the injustice

done him and the cruelty of thus sporting with his feelings by setting

him at liberty, and, as it were, tempting him into dreams of home and

restored happiness only for the purpose of blighting them, the

good-natured prince disclaimed all participation in the affair, and went

so far in proving his sincerity as even to give him permission to effect

his escape; and, as a ready means of commencing it without raising

suspicion, the khan mentioned to Mr. Weseloff that he had just then

received a message from the hetman of the Bashkirs, soliciting a private

interview on the banks of the Torgau at a spot pointed out. That

interview was arranged for the coming night; and Mr. Weseloff might go

in the khan's _suite_, which on either side was not to exceed three

persons. Weseloff was a prudent man, acquainted with the world, and he

read treachery in the very outline of this scheme, as stated by the

khan,--treachery against the khan's person. He mused a little, and then

communicated so much of his suspicions to the khan as might put him on

his guard; but, upon further consideration, he begged leave to decline

the honor of accompanying the khan. The fact was, that three Kalmucks,

who had strong motives for returning to their countrymen on the west

bank of the Wolga, guessing the intentions of Weseloff, had offered to

join him in his escape. These men the khan would probably find himself

obliged to countenance in their project; so that it became a point of

honor with Weseloff to conceal their intentions, and therefore to

accomplish the evasion from the camp (of which the first steps only

would be hazardous), without risking the notice of the khan.

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