CHAPTER VIII: THE ADVANCE AGAINST THE MOHMANDS

The beginning of this chapter must mark a change in the standpoint from

which the story is told. Hitherto the course of events has been recorded

in the impersonal style of history. But henceforward I am able to rely

on my own memory as well as on other people's evidence. [I do not

desire to bore the reader or depreciate the story by the introduction

of personal matters. It will be sufficient if, in the interests of

coherency, I explain my connection with the Malakand Field Force. Having

realised, that if a British cavalry officer waits till he is ordered on

active service, he is likely to wait a considerable time, I obtained six

weeks' leave of absence from my regiment, and on the 2nd of September

arrived at Malakand as press correspondent of the PIONEER and DAILY

TELEGRAPH, and in the hope of being sooner or later attached to the

force in a military capacity.] It may be doubtful whether an historical

record gains or loses value when described by an eye-witness. From the

personal point of view, all things appear in a gradual perspective,

according to the degree in which they affect the individual; and we are

so prone to exaggerate the relative importance of incidents, which we

see, over those we hear about, that what the narrative gains in accuracy

of detail, it may lose in justness of proportion. In so nice a question

I shall not pronounce. I remember that the original object with which

this book was undertaken, was to present a picture of the war on the

North-West Frontier to the Englishmen at home; a picture which should

not only exist, but be looked at; and I am inclined to think, that this

end will be more easily attained by the adoption of a style of personal

narrative. Many facts, too local, too specialised, too insignificant,

for an historical record, and yet which may help the reader to form a

true impression of the scene and situation, are thus brought within

the compass of these pages. The account becomes more graphic if less

imposing, more vivid if less judicial. As long as each step down from

the "dignity of history" is accompanied by a corresponding increase

in interest, we may pursue without compunction that pleasant, if

descending, path.

The ninth chapter also introduces a new phase of the operations of the

force. The Mohmands now become the enemy and the scene is changed from

Swat to Bajaur. Before marching into their country, it will be desirable

to consider briefly those causes and events which induced the Government

of India to despatch an expedition against this powerful and warlike

tribe.

The tidal wave of fanaticism, which had swept the frontier, had

influenced the Mohmands, as all other border peoples. Their situation

was, however, in several important respects, different from that of the

natives of the Swat Valley. These Mohmands had neither been irritated

nor interfered with in any way. No military road ran through their

territory. No fortified posts stirred their animosity or threatened

their independence. Had they respected in others the isolation which

they themselves have so long enjoyed, they might have remained for an

indefinite period in that state of degraded barbarism which seems to

appeal so strongly to certain people in England. They became, however,

the aggressors.

In the heart of the wild and dismal mountain region, in which these

fierce tribesmen dwell, are the temple and village of Jarobi: the one

a consecrated hovel, the other a fortified slum. This obscure and

undisturbed retreat was the residence of a priest of great age and

of peculiar holiness, known to fame as the Hadda Mullah. His name is

Najb-ud-din, but as respect has prevented it being mentioned by the

tribesmen for nearly fifty years, it is only preserved in infidel

memories and records. The Government of India have, however, had this

man's personality brought vividly before them on several occasions.

About thirteen years ago he quarrelled with the Amir and raised the

Mohmands against him. The Amir replied by summoning his rebellious

subject--for Hadda, the Mullah's home and birthplace, is a village of

Afghanistan--to answer for his conduct at Cabul. But the crafty priest,

who was well acquainted with Afghan legal procedure, declined the

invitation, and retired to the independent Mohmand territory, where he

has lived ever since.

Content with thus inflicting the punishment of exile, the Amir was

disposed to forget the offence. In a letter to his Commander-in-Chief,

the "Sipah Salar," a great friend of the Mullah, he described him as a

"light of Islam." So powerful a light, indeed, he did not desire to have

in his own dominions; but across the border it was fitting that respect

should be shown to so holy a man. He therefore directed his officials to

cherish and honour him. Thus he retained a powerful weapon--to be used

when desirable. Whether by instigation or from personal motives, the

Hadda Mullah has long been a bitter foe to the British power. In 1895

he sent the fighting men of the Mohmands to resist the Chitral Relief

Force. Since then he has been actively engaged, by preaching and by

correspondence with other Mullahs, in raising a great combination

against the advancing civilisation.

In 1896 he terminated a long religious controversy with the Manki Mullah

of Nowshera and Spinkhara--a comparatively tame Mullah, who now supports

the Indian Government--by publishing a book setting forth his views, and

demolishing those of his antagonist. This work was printed in Delhi and

had an extensive sale among Mahommedans all over India. Complimentary

copies were sent to the "Sipah Salar" and other Afghan notabilities,

and the fame of the Hadda Mullah was known throughout the land. Besides

increasing his influence, his literary success stimulated his efforts.

While the Mad Fakir was rousing Swat and Buner, this powerful priest

incited the Mohmands. Though he was known to be a physical coward, his

sanctity and the fact that he was their own particular holy man, not

less than his eloquence, powerfully moved this savage tribe. A Jehad

was proclaimed. How long should Islam be insulted? How long should its

followers lurk in the barren lands of the North? He urged them to rise

and join in the destruction of the white invaders. Those who fell should

become saints; those who lived would be rich, for these Kafirs had money

and many other things besides, for which a true believer might find a

use.

The combined allurements of plunder and paradise proved irresistible.

On the 8th of August a great gathering, nearly 6000 strong, crossed

the frontier line, invaded British territory, burned the village

of Shankargarh, and attacked the fort of Shabkadr. This place is an

advanced post in the defensive system of the frontier, and is situated

some nineteen miles to the north-west of Peshawar. Its ordinary garrison

consists of about fifty Border Police. It is strongly built, and

is intended to attract the attention and delay the advance of a

raiding-party, until the Peshawar garrison has had time to take the

field. Both of these objects it admirably fulfilled in this case.

As soon as the news of the incursion of the Mohmands was received in

Peshawar, a flying column was mobilised and proceeded under the command

of Lieut.-Colonel J.B. Woon, 20th Punjaub Infantry, in the direction of

the fort. At dawn on the 9th of August they found the tribesmen in force

in a strong position near Shabdakr. The force at Colonel Woon's disposal

was small. It consisted of:--

4 Guns 51st Field Battery.

2 squadrons 13th Bengal Lancers..... 151 lances.

2 Companies Somersetshire Light Infantry.. 186 rifles.

20th Punjaub Infantry ...... 400 "

A total of about 750 men. The enemy numbered 6000. Nevertheless it was

decided to attack at once.

As the action which followed is but remotely connected with the fortunes

of the Malakand Field Force, I do not intend to describe it in detail.

The infantry in advancing could only attack on a front of 600 yards. The

enemy's line, being much longer, quickly turned both flanks. The fire

became severe. Numerous casualties occurred. A retirement was ordered.

As is usual in Asiatic warfare, it was considerably pressed. The

situation at about nine o'clock appeared critical. At this point

Brigadier-General Ellis, commanding the Peshawar District, arrived on

the field. He immediately ordered the two squadrons of the 13th Bengal

Lancers to move well to the right flank, to charge across the front and

check the enemy's advance. The "cease fire" sounded as on a field day.

Then there was a pause. The movements of the cavalry were concealed

from most of the troops, but suddenly all noticed the slackening of

the enemy's fire. Then the tribesmen were seen to be in retreat and

disorder. The power of cavalry had been strikingly displayed. The two

squadrons, ably led, had executed a fine charge over what theorists

would call impossible ground for a distance of one and a half miles

along the bed of a great nullah, and among rocks and stones that reduced

the pace to a trot. The enemy were driven from the field. Sixty were

actually speared by the Lancers, and the rest retreated in gloom and

disorder to their hills across the frontier.

The casualties were as follows:--

British Officers.

Wounded severely--Major A. Lumb, Somersetshire Light Infantry.

" " Captain S.W. Blacker, R.A.

" " 2nd Lieut. E Drummond, Somersetshire Light Infantry.

Wounded slightly--Lieut. A.V. Cheyne, 13th Bengal Lancers.

British N.C.O.'s and Soldiers.

Killed. Wounded.

51st Field Battery, R.A..... 0 2

Somersetshire Light Infantry... 3 9

Native Ranks.

13th Bengal Lancers ..... 1 12

20th Punjaub Infantry..... 5 35

Followers ....... 0 1

Total Casualties, all ranks--72.

That such an outrage, as the deliberate violation of British territory

by these savages, should remain unpunished, "Forward Policy" or no

"Forward Policy," was of course impossible. Yet the vacillation and

hesitancy which the Government of India had displayed in the matter of

the Bunerwals, and the shocking and disgraceful desertion of the forts

in the Khyber Pass, were so fresh in all men's minds, that the order to

advance against the Mohmands was received with feelings of the greatest

relief throughout the forces. The general plan of the operations as

arranged by the Commander-in-Chief was as follows:--

1. Sir Bindon Blood with two brigades of the Malakand Field Force and

due proportions of cavalry and guns was to move through South Bajaur to

Nawagai, and on the 15th of September invade the Mohmand country from

that place.

2. On the same date Major-General Elles with an equal force would

leave Shabkadr, and entering the mountains march northeast to effect a

junction.

3. This having been done, the combined forces under the supreme

command of Sir Bindon Blood would be brought back through the Mohmands'

territories to Shabkadr. Incidentally they would deal with the Hadda

Mullah's village of Jarobi, and inflict such punishment on the tribesmen

as might be necessary to ensure their submission. The troops would then

be available for the Tirah Expedition, which it had by this time been

decided to organise.

The fact that after leaving Nawagai, nothing was known of the

configuration of the country, of which no maps existed; nor of the

supplies of food, forage and water available by the way, made the

preparations for, and the execution of, these operations somewhat

difficult. Wide margins had to be allowed in the matter of rations,

and in order to be prepared for all contingencies and obstructions of

ground, Sir Bindon Blood equipped his 2nd Brigade entirely with mule

transport. The 3rd Brigade with camels would follow if the road was

passable.

The following was the composition of the forces employed:--

I. MALAKAND FIELD FORCE.

Commanding--Major-General Sir Bindon Blood.

2nd Brigade.

Brigadier-General Jeffries, C.B.

The Buffs.

35th Sikhs.

38th Dogras.

Guides Infantry.

No.4 Company (Bengal) Sappers and Miners.

No.7 Mountain Battery.

3rd Brigade.

Brigadier-General Wodehouse.

The Queen's Regiment.[This regiment had replaced the Gordon

Highlanders in the 3rd Brigade.]

22nd Punjaub Infantry.

39th Punjaub Infantry.

No.3 Company (Bombay) Sappers and Miners.

No.1 Mountain Battery, R.A.

Cavalry--11th Bengal Lancers.

Line of Communications. 1st Brigade.

Brigadier-General Meiklejohn.

Royal West Kent.

Highland Light Infantry.

31st Punjaub Infantry.

24th Punjaub Infantry.

45th Sikhs.

No.7 British Mountain Battery.

And the following additional troops:--

1 Squadron 10th Bengal Lancers.

2 Squadrons Guides Cavalry.

II.THE MOHMAND FIELD FORCE.

1st Brigade.

1st Battalion Somersetshire Light Infantry.

Maxim Gun Detachment, 1st Battalion Devonshire Regiment.

20th Punjaub Infantry.

2nd Battalion 1st Gurkhas.

Sections A and B No.5 British Field Hospital.

Three Sections No.31 Native " "

Section A No.45 " " "

2nd Brigade.

2nd Battalion Oxfordshire Light Infantry.

9th Gurkha Rifles.

37th Dogras.

Sections C and D No.5 British Field Hospital.

No.44 Native Field Hospital.

Divisional Troops.

13th Bengal Lancers.

No.3 Mountain Battery, Royal Artillery.

No.5 (Bombay) Mountain Battery.

No.5 Company (Bengal) Sappers and Miners.

28th Bombay Pioneers.

1st Patiala Infantry.

Sections C and D No.63 Native Field Hospital.

To record the actual movements of troops in a campaign, is among the

most important duties of one who undertakes to tell its tale. For the

sake of clearness, of brevity, and that the reader who is not interested

may find convenience in skipping, I shall at once describe the whole of

the marches and manoeuvres, by which Sir Bindon Blood moved his brigades

across the Panjkora River, and after the Malakand Field Force is safely

camped at Ghosam, the reader will be invited to return to examine the

scenery, and remark the incidents of the way.

During the end of August, the 2nd Brigade, equipped with mule transport,

was at Khar in the Swat Valley. The 3rd Brigade was at Uch. On the 2nd

of September, definite orders to advance were received from Simla.

In pursuance of these instructions, Sir Bindon Blood ordered

Brigadier-General Wodehouse with the 3rd Brigade, which in anticipation

had been moved from Uch a few days previously, to take over the bridge

across the Panjkora from the Khan of Dir's Levies, and secure the

passage. On the 6th, the 3rd Brigade marched from Sarai to Panjkora,

and obtained possession of the bridge just in time to prevent it falling

into the hands of the enemy, who had already gathered to seize it.

The 12-pounder guns of the 10th Field Battery were placed in a strong

position commanding the passage, and the brigade camped on the left

bank. On the same day, Brigadier-General Jeffries with headquarters

marched from Khar to Chakdara. On the 7th he proceeded to Sarai, and on

the 8th effected the passage of the Panjkora, and camped on the further

bank at Kotkai. On the 10th, both brigades marched to Ghosam, where they

concentrated. On the line of communications to the Malakand, stages

were established at Chakdara and Sarai, with accommodation for sick

and wounded. An advanced depot was formed behind the Panjkora, to guard

which and to hold the passage, an additional force was moved from the

Swat Valley.

This concentration at Ghosam, of which the details had worked out so

mechanically, had been necessitated by the attitude of the tribesmen of

Bajaur and the adjoining valleys. Great gatherings had collected, and

up to the 7th of September there had been every sign of determined

opposition. So formidable did the combination appear, that Sir Bindon

Blood arranged to have at his disposal a force of six squadrons, nine

battalions and three batteries, in the expectation of an action at or

near Ghosam, which would perhaps have been on a larger scale than any

British engagement since Tel-el-Kebir. [As so many misconceptions exist

as to the British casualties in this victory, it is necessary to state

that in the twenty minutes' fighting 11 officers and 43 men were killed

and 22 officers and 320 men were wounded.]

These anticipations were however doomed to disappointment. The

methodical, remorseless advance of powerful forces filled the tribesmen

with alarm. They made a half-hearted attempt to capture the Panjkora

bridge, and finding themselves forestalled, fell again to discussing

terms. In this scene of indecision the political officers employed all

their arts. And then suddenly the whole huge combination, which had been

raised in our path, collapsed as an iceberg, when southern waters have

melted its base.

Whatever the philanthropist may say, it would appear to have been better

policy to have encouraged the tribesmen to oppose the advance in the

open, on some well-defined position. Had they done so, there can be no

doubt that the two fine brigades, backed by a powerful artillery, and

under a victorious commander, who knew and had fought over every inch of

the ground, would have defeated them with severe loss. Bajaur would have

been settled at a single blow and probably at a far less cost in lives

than was afterwards incurred. Instead of this, it was the aim of our

diplomacy to dissipate the opposition. The inflammation, which should

have been brought to a head and then operated on, was now dispersed

throughout the whole system, with what results future chapters will

show.

Having thus brought the brigades peacefully to Gosham, I ask the reader

to return to the Malakand and ride thence with the Headquarters Staff

along the line of march. On the 5th of September, Sir Bindon Blood and

his staff, which I had the pleasure to accompany, started from the Kotal

Camp and proceeded across the plain of Khar to Chakdara. Here we halted

for the night, and as the scenery and situation of this picturesque fort

have already been described, the march may be continued without delay

next morning. From Chakdara to Sarai is a stage of twelve miles. The

road runs steadily up the valley until the summit of the Catgalla Pass

is reached. "Catgalla" means "Cut-throat," and, indeed, it is not hard

to believe that this gloomy defile has been the scene of dark and horrid

deeds. Thence a descent of two miles leads to Sarai. On the way, we fell

in with the 2nd Brigade, and had to leave the road to avoid the long

lines of mules and marching men who toiled along it.

The valley at Sarai is about two miles wide, and the mountains rise

steeply from it. On every ridge it is possible to distinguish the red

brick ruins which were the dwellings of the ancient Buddhists. These

relics of an early civilisation, long since overthrown and forgotten,

cannot fail to excite interest and awaken reflection. They carry the

mind back to the times "when the smoke of sacrifice rose from the

Pantheon, and when camelopards and tigers bounded in the Flavian

amphitheatre." And they also lead us to speculations of the future, till

we wonder whether the traveller shall some day inspect, with unconcerned

composure, the few scraps of stone and iron which may indicate the

British occupation of India. Few, indeed, the remains would be--for we

build for immediate use, not future ostentation in these days, and if

we should ever cease to be a force in the world, all traces of us would

soon be obliterated by time. Yet, perhaps, if that unborn critic of

remote posterity would remember that "in the days of the old British,"

the rice crop had been more abundant, the number of acres under

cultivation greater, the population larger and the death rate lower,

than at any period in the history of India--we should not be without a

monument more glorious than the pyramids.

We camped with the 2nd Brigade on the night of the 6th, and next

morning, while the stars were still shining, resumed the march. Five

miles from Sarai the road dwindles to a mule track, and henceforward is

not fit for wheeled traffic. In spite of this, the 10th Field Battery

had succeeded in getting their guns along it, and had brought them

safely to Panjkora. But soldiers will accomplish a good deal to get

nearer the enemy. The scenery before the gorge of the river is reached

is gloomy, but grand. Great cliffs tower up precipitously on the further

bank and the path is cut in the face of the rock. The river, which flows

swiftly by, plunges into a narrow cleft about a mile below the bridge,

and disappears among the mountains. It abounds in fish, but is rapid and

dangerous, and while the troops were encamped near it, two gunners lost

their lives by falling in, and being carried down. Indeed, watching the

dead bodies of several camels being swept along, swirled around,

and buffeted against the rocks, it was not hard to understand these

accidents.

At length, the bridge is reached. It is a frail structure, supported

on wire ropes. At each end are gates, flanked by little mud towers. The

battery was established on a knoll to the right, and the long muzzles of

the guns peered through stone embrasures at the opposite hills. It was

round the bases of these hills that much hard fighting took place in the

Chitral campaign. About half a mile beyond the bridge, I was shown the

place where the Guides had been so hard pressed, and for a whole night

had had to stand at bay, their colonel killed, the bridge broken, and

the river in flood, against the tribesmen in overwhelming numbers.

The field telegraph stopped at the bridge-head, and a small tent with a

half-dozen military operators marked the breaking of the slender thread

that connected us, across thousands of miles of sea and land, with

London. Henceforward a line of signal stations with their flickering

helios would be the only links. We were at the end of the wire. I have

often stood at the other and watched the tape machine click off the news

as it arrives; the movements of the troops; the prospects of action; the

fighting; the casualties. How different are the scenes. The club on

an autumn evening--its members grouped anxiously around, discussing,

wondering, asserting; the noise of the traffic outside; the cigarette

smoke and electric lights within. And, only an hour away along the

wire, the field, with the bright sunlight shining on the swirling muddy

waters; the black forbidding rocks; the white tents of the brigade a

mile up the valley; the long streak of vivid green rice crop by the

river; and in the foreground the brown-clad armed men. I can never doubt

which is the right end to be at. It is better to be making the news than

taking it; to be an actor rather than a critic.

To cross the bridge, it was necessary to dismount and lead the horses

over in single file. Even then the swinging of the whole structure made

it difficult to walk. The passage of the transport under such conditions

occupied all the day, and the unfortunate officers in charge of the mule

trains were working incessantly. The staff passed quickly, however, and

riding on about a mile forded the tributary stream of the Jandol,

and reached the camp at Kotkai about noon. Thence we proceeded on the

following day to Ghosam, but as the road is uninteresting, and I am

beginning to think the reader will readily excuse further description,

we need not toil along it in the dust and the heat. The narration of the

daily movements of troops, unmarked by variety of incident, is dull and

wearying. Yet he who would obtain a true idea of the soldier's life on

service, must mentally share the fatigues of the march and the monotony

of the camp. The fine deeds, the thrilling moments of war, are but the

high lights in a picture, of which the background is routine, hard work,

and discomfort.

At Ghosam the 2nd Brigade remained until joined by the 3rd and pending

negotiations between the political officers and the tribal Jirgahs.

The use of purely local terms in all writing is to be deprecated.

Perhaps the reason that no popular history of India exists, is to

be found in the outlandish names of the characters, and the other

expressions with which the pages are sprinkled. In this account I have

zealously tried to avoid the ugly jargon of a degraded language, and to

minimise the use of native names. The term just employed has, however,

been so freely used in the newspapers recently, that it is perhaps as

well to explain its meaning. A Jirgah is a deputation of tribesmen. It

does not necessarily represent the tribe. It may present--and very often

does--a minority report. Occasionally it expresses the opinion only of

its own members. What has been settled one day is therefore very often

overruled the next. The Jirgah may accept terms of peace in the morning,

and the camp may be rushed that night. These were, however, genuine,

and spoke in the name and with the authority of the tribes. All day they

kept arriving and squatting in rows before Major Deane's tent, to hear

the Government terms. The chief condition imposed, was the surrender of

rifles. A fixed number, based on calculation of wealth and population,

was demanded from each clan. This method of punishment is peculiarly

galling to people whose life is so full of war. No other course was,

however, open but submission, and, promising that the terms should be

complied with, the deputations departed. To stimulate their efforts and

zeal in collecting their arms, the combined movements were delayed for

three days, and the forces remained encamped at Ghosam, near Manda.

I avail myself of this halt to touch, albeit with no little trepidation,

the tangled and obscure subject of tribal politics in Dir and Bajaur.

All the people, incited by their priests, are bitterly hostile to the

British Government, except those benefited by the subsidies paid. They

were now anxious to fight, and were only restrained by a fear which

fury or fanaticism might at any moment overcome. Four principal khans

exercise an authority which varies locally, from absolute dominion to

a shadowy suzerainty, over the whole region. The Khan of Dir, the most

important, is a Government nominee. He is supported by the British

influence, and is, as I have already noticed, entrusted with the raising

of Levies to protect and keep in repair the Chitral road. For

these services he receives pay, and a certain allowance of arms and

ammunition. His own subjects are strongly opposed to his rule from

dislike of his British sympathies, and he only maintains himself by the

assistance which the Government gives him in arms and money. In other

words he is a puppet.

The Khan of Nawagai is constrained by fear to display a friendly

attitude towards the Sirkar. His subjects resent this and his position

is insecure. He receives some moral support from the British agents, and

as his people are uncertain how far the Government would go to uphold

him, and also as they partly realise his difficult position, they have

hitherto submitted sullenly to his rule.

The position and attitude of the Khan of Jar are similar, but he is

a less influential chief. The fourth potentate, the Khan of Khar, is

perhaps the most honest and trustworthy. He will appear in a later

chapter, and the reader will have the opportunity of judging of his

character from his conduct. Thus in these valleys, while the people

are all hostile, their rulers find it expedient to preserve a friendly

demeanour to the British, and for this they are hated by their subjects.

At this stage, the leader of the popular party claims attention. As is

usual, he is out of office. After the Chitral expedition of 1895, Umra

Khan was expelled from his territories, and escaped to Cabul. There he

has remained. The Amir is under an obligation to the British Government

to prevent his raising trouble in Bajaur. If the Amir desired war he

would send Umra Khan back. This would create a strong faction throughout

the whole country--but particularly in the Jandol, Salarzai and Mamund

Valleys--hostile to the British and the friendly khans. The Amir hinted

at this in a recent letter to the Government of India; and such a step

would probably precede his declaration of war, or follow ours. The

Afghan sovereign is, however, well aware that he has at present nothing

to gain, and many things to lose, by provoking a war with the great

power which gave him his throne and has since increased his revenue by

subsidies. In the meanwhile, anxious to preserve his influence with the

border tribes, and to impress the Indian Government with the fact that

he could be a powerful foe, he keeps Umra Khan as a trump card, to be

played when the occasion arises. That he may maintain his authority in

Bajaur, the exiled khan is well supplied with funds, with which to arm

and pay his retainers.

The situation I have thus briefly described has been little altered by

the operations with which future chapters are concerned. The friendly

khans have been fortified in their allegiance and position by the

military demonstration and by the severe punishment inflicted on those

tribes who resisted. On the other hand, the hostility of the people has

been not unnaturally increased by war, and one tribe in particular has

gained a reputation for courage, which will give them the power to cause

trouble in the future. I shall not, however, anticipate the tale.

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