CHAPTER XXXI.

Mohammed's febrifuge—The doctor's medicine—Zedhane—Daha—Hassan

Bek—Bash—The garrison—We cross the Araxes—The bridge made

by a Circassian—Karakroot—The Circassian horsemen—The

inhabitants—Their eyes and teeth—Gedjerharman—The plain

around Kars—The streets of the town—The sewerage of the

population—The civil governor—The river—The war with the

Persians—Mount Kara Dagh—The fortifications.

The rest had done me good. Mohammed's febrifuge seemed to agree. Later

on, the doctor's medicine arrived. I took a dose, and felt myself much

worse in consequence. I determined to stick to the native remedy.

Day after day passed by. At last I was able to raise myself a little

from the floor. My appetite gradually returned; and one fine morning I

determined to make an attempt to reach Kars. My servants lifted me on

my horse: once on his back, I made them strap me to the high pommel in

front of the saddle—a Turkish one.

The fresh air did wonders, and, though very weak, I managed to reach

Zedhane, a village which we had stopped at on our way to Bayazid, and

which lay on the route between Van and Kars.

We rode to Daha, passing by Kurdali, a small village, seven miles from

Zedhane, and with some strong positions, from a military point of view,

in the neighbourhood. The track was very different to what it had been

a few weeks previous. There was little snow, and we were able to reach

Daha in five hours. Our course was almost due north, and ran through

a broad mountain pass to Hassan Bek, a Kurd hamlet, and from there

to Bash, an Armenian village with a hundred Khans. Here a battalion

was quartered. The men had fought at Alexinatz, and, according to

their lieutenant-colonel, an officer whose acquaintance I had made at

Erzeroum, they were eager to cross bayonets again with the Russians.

We left Bash, and after a two hours' march crossed the Araxes on a

rickety wooden bridge. It had been made by an enterprising Circassian.

There is a ford several miles down the stream, but the Circassian had

thought that, if he were to make this bridge, a great many passengers

would prefer taking the short cut, and would gladly pay a few piastres

for the privilege of crossing the structure.

We came to the village of Karakroot, in which the Circassian lived.

The sheik, a fine-looking man, informed us that here there were only

twenty-five houses, but there were 1005 houses which belonged to people

of his nation in the neighbourhood. In the event of war, the inhabitants

of this district could muster 2000 horsemen. The houses belonging to

these Circassians were far cleaner than any which I had seen in the

Kurdish or Armenian villages. They were all built of wood, with wooden

floors. A small enclosure, made of sharp-pointed stakes, surrounded each

of the dwellings. There were quantities of buffaloes, cows, and sheep

in some adjacent fields, and the granaries were said to be well supplied

with corn and barley.

The inhabitants were smart-looking fellows, and all of them dressed in

their national attire—in tight-fitting sheepskin coats, with the wool

worn inside, and buckled round their waists by a narrow leathern strap,

studded with buttons; broad leather trousers, stuffed into high boots

covered their legs, and small Astrachan caps their heads.

For arms, the men carried long daggers in their waist-belts—many of the

hilts being beautifully worked in silver.

There were several women and girls in the village. They did not conceal

themselves, as is the custom of the Armenian or Turkish women. We had

the opportunity of looking at their faces. I was under the impression

that the Circassian girls were very fair. This is not the case; they

more resemble the Spanish belles, and have a clear olive complexion,

through which you can discern the blue veins. One girl was very

good-looking. She could not have been more than sixteen, and sat the

horse on which she was mounted with more grace and ease than any of her

male companions.

The chief features in all these women are their eyes and teeth. The

former are very large, and the latter small, well-shaped and white as

pearls. Tooth powder is unknown in this district. How they preserve

their teeth so perfectly is to a European an enigma.

You see men of from sixty to seventy years of age who have never lost

a tooth, each one is as white as the purest ivory. The Circassians have

another advantage, from a European point of view, over the Kurds. They

do not sleep in their cow hovels. The stables are separated from the

apartments reserved for the family.

We rode by several more Circassian villages, and after passing

Gedjerharman, which is a nine hours' march from Bash, came to a

district inhabited by Turks and Armenians. The latter complained of

their warlike neighbours the Circassians, and declared that a Turk

had been killed the previous evening, in a quarrel with one of the

mountaineers. All this part of the track was in good order. Seven hours

after leaving Gedjerharman we entered the plain around Kars. In rear

of the town, which is built in the form of a sickle or half-moon, are

some high mountains. A series of detached forts occupying commanding

positions defends the approaches to the citadel. This last stands in

the north-west angle of the town.

Seven battalions of infantry were drilling in the plain. They presented

a more martial appearance than any of the troops which I had previously

seen in Asia Minor.

The streets of Kars were in a filthy state. Every house was crammed with

soldiers. The whole sewerage of the population had been thrown in front

of the buildings. Fortunately the weather was cold. A very disagreeable

smell could be perceived, as our horses stirred up the refuse beneath

their hoofs.

We halted at the house of the civil governor. He had been kind enough

to place a room at my disposal. The following morning I rode out to

visit the fortifications. The river Kars Tchai runs through the town,

and is crossed by three stone bridges, each about forty yards wide. The

Persians in a war with the Turks had tried to turn this river, so as to

cut off the water from the garrison, but failed in the attempt. I first

went to Mount Kara Dagh, which is about 1400 yards from the town, and

commands the road to the Russian fortress at Alexandropol or Gumri. A

small barracks had been erected for half a battalion of infantry; some

earthworks had been thrown up around the position, which was defended

by twelve Krupp guns. The site for the powder magazine had not been

judiciously selected; but, as it is possible that the war may not be

over ere this work is published, the reader will pardon me if I do not

mention its exact situation.

On the plain below, 1600 yards from the Kara Dagh, and 2000 from the

town, was a small redoubt called the Hafeez Pacha Tabia; here there

were nine guns, the battery facing the south. Fifteen hundred-yards

south-west of this point and 3000 from the town, stood the Kanli Tabia,

an important redoubt, in very good repair, and with sixteen guns in

position. The only other defensive works in the plain consisted of a

small redoubt called the Sowaree Tabia, in which were two guns. No

connecting lines had been made to join the different redoubts; the

ground between them was entirely unprotected. On my mentioning this to

an engineer officer who accompanied me, he remarked that it was winter,

and the ground was hard, when the weather became milder, the troops

would commence digging trenches and forming breast-works.

On the north-west of the citadel, and in a commanding position stood the

Veli Pacha Tabia with fourteen guns; and to the right of this battery,

and slightly in advance of it, some earthworks had been thrown up at the

suggestion of Bloom Pacha, a German officer; here there were five guns.

The river separates these works from the Kara Kalpak Tabia, a strong

position adjoining the Kara Dagh, and defended by ten guns.

In the citadel known as the Itch Kale, and which is slightly in rear

of Bloom Pacha Tabia, and on the opposite side of the river, there were

twelve guns. To the left of Veli Pacha Tabia was a battery of thirteen

guns, known as the Tchim Tabia. Closely adjoining this battery, but more

to the west I saw the Tamar Tabia with twenty-three guns; here there was

a barrack for one battalion. Five hundred yards in rear of the Tamar

Tabia stood the Diktipe Tabia with thirteen guns; and about the same

distance behind Diktipe, covering the northern slopes, the Tachmach

Tabia with eighteen guns. On the east of Bloom Pacha Tabia there was a

work with four guns, known as Inglis Tabia; and slightly in advance of

this battery Williams Pacha Tabia with twelve guns. This made up all the

defences on the north side of Kars. Most of these redoubts had been very

much neglected; however, the town was better fortified on the northern

side than from the south. Every facility was afforded to me for viewing

the works in question, and I was permitted to take the angles between

the different positions, besides being shown the exact bearings of all

the powder-magazines.

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