The author enters the Desert--Hostile tribes of Bedouins--Beni
Khaled Arabs--Their tents, manners, &c.--Arabian
hospitality--Tels or Conical mounds--Aspect of the Desert--Want
of Water--Hadidýn Arabs--Mountains of Gebel el Abyad--Bedouin
horsemen--Bedouin encampment--Mahannah, the Emir--Bedouin
repasts--Character of Mahannah--Nature of his authority--His
revenue--Means used by the Bedouins to obtain gifts--March of a
Bedouin tribe--Contrivance for mounting camels--Gentleness of
the camel--Snow--Search for Water--Detention of the author by
Mahannah--He is suffered to depart for Palmyra--Encounter with
robbers--Plain of Mezah--Disappointment at the distant sight of
Palmyra--Arrival there.
We were mounted on stallions well conditioned. Each was provided with
a wallet, containing three feeds of barley, twenty bread-cakes, three
pounds of raisins, a provision of coffee, a bag of tobacco, and with
a leathern water-bottle. We had no arms but my carbine, which Hassan
carried; M. Lascaris not choosing to be burdened with any, and I
following the advice of Lady Hester, who desired me to show no mistrust
of my guide; and Hassan received to the value of four guineas at
parting, which sum was to be doubled at my safe return.
After travelling two hours, the marks of cultivation ceased, and we
might be said to have entered the Desert. Here we passed a small
rivulet, that empties itself into the Orontes, where we watered our
horses, and, after drinking ourselves, filled our water-bottles, there
being no other running stream in the intermediate space until our
arrival at Palmyra. At a quarter to two we came to a ruined village,
where, in the year 1811, was fought a battle between the tribes of
the Anizy and the Faydân, in which the latter were completely routed,
their wives, their camels, and their tents, falling into the hands of
the victors. To the north of the field of battle, on the summit of a
conical mountain, stands a castle in ruins, called Calâat Shumamys.
Passing it at the distance of half a league, we inclined to the
north, and came abreast of Salamyah, one mile off. Salamyah, once a
populous Arab town, but now without an inhabitant, was destroyed by the
grandfather of Mahannah, the emir I was about to visit.
Our course was now due east, as far as could be judged by the sun,
for we were not furnished with a compass. On our right we observed a
conical mound, with heaps of stones on its summit, apparently relics of
an old building. As soon as the view opened beyond it, Hassan espied
some smoke, which he knew to proceed from Arab tents. We made towards
it, and reached a circular encampment of about forty tents. They were
those of the Beni Khaled, a tribe who live by their flocks.[26] Such
Arabs as these would seem to form the connecting link between the
Bedouins and the husbandmen of the villages; living under tents, and
shifting from place to place in search of pasture, like the former,
but, like the latter, paying tribute to the pasha of the district.
Their tents are more comfortable than those of the Bedouins; they are
more civilized, and, in their dress and food, are on a par with the
peasantry.
We alighted at the tent of the shaykh, or chieftain. The tent appeared
to be about forty feet long, divided by a partition which gave two
thirds to the women and one third to the men. It was made of a coarse
black stuff, which the women weave from, I believe, goat’s hair, and
which resembles in its texture horsehair sacking. The tent consisted
of a double pent roof, supported by four, six, eight, or more stakes,
extended by means of ropes pegged in the ground. To the windward side
a curtain is tacked on, that generally lets in the wind, the rain, or
the snow, through the interstices. A curtain of the same stuff formed
the division between the men and the women. The front was entirely
open. This description may serve for all the Arab tents, with this
difference, that the Bedouins, for the most part, have theirs full of
rents and holes, and that they are otherwise wanting in something to
make them weather-tight; so that to live under them is nearly the same
as living in the open air. The furniture of a tent consists of three or
four flowered carpets, about as large as bed-carpets, which they spread
to sit and sleep on. For cushions they make use of the pack-saddles
of the camels. The richer sort have occasionally a flowered cotton or
satin coverlet, generally faded and ragged; for it never happened to me
to see more than one new one. The women likewise have sometimes cane
screens, prettily worked in colours, which they set up, in order not to
be seen from without, in front of the tent; but they care so little for
these petty luxuries, that, in the season of lambing, they will oftener
pen their lambs with them than use them for themselves, although the
sheep generally drop their lambs in the depth of winter.
The few utensils they have are a small copper boiler, a coffee-pot,
and two or three coffee-cups of different sizes, a wooden pestle and
mortar to pound coffee, and an iron ladle to roast it in: this is the
apparatus for coffee-drinking, the most important business of Bedouin
housekeeping. For cooking they are provided with a large flat saucepan
without handles, a porridge-pot, and an iron dish something of the
shape of a pewter plate. There is a flat iron dish for baking the
bread, and a portable corn-mill for grinding wheat when they have any.
Spoons, knives and forks, skimmers, and all the etcetera of European
kitchens, they despise, and would not use if they had them.
We alighted from our horses, which Hassan tethered for us, and
entered the tent. Everybody rose to receive us, and the upper place
was immediately vacated for us. The shaykh’s son, untying the corner
of his shirt-sleeve, produced from it half a handful of raw coffee,
and, taking the ladle, proceeded himself to roast it, turning it over
occasionally with an iron spoon, which was chained to the ladle that it
might not be lost or stolen. The coffee, when roasted, was turned into
the mortar; and, with a deliberate and solemn air, the son commenced
pounding it. This he did in measured time, between every beat jingling
the pestle against the sides of the mortar; a sort of music never
omitted by the coffee-pounder, who gets more or less credit, according
as he beats and jingles more or less in time. The sound of the mortar
is the signal for all the idlers on every side to flock in, in order
to get a cup of coffee, and in a few minutes we were in the midst of a
dozen self-invited Bedouins. The coffee-maker then, taking out the cups
from a small basket, which the better sort have to keep them in, wiped
them with an old rag; for water is much too precious an article to be
used on such occasions. He gave his left hand a graceful turn, poured
out the coffee, drank a little himself, and then handed it to us and to
Hassan. We took it without ceremony, but Hassan insisted that he could
not drink before the master of the tent: much compliment ensued, and
Hassan was persuaded. This beverage was poured out scalding hot from
the fire; and, besides the certainty of burning the tongue, hot coffee
without sugar or milk to any one but an oriental, has but a bitter and
unsavoury taste.[27] The same cup (and sometimes they have but one) was
often filled for another person. We were then politely asked what news
there was, and who we were; for it is a rule of hospitality never to
require a guest to tell his business until he has rested himself and
drunk his coffee.
The sun being set, we were witnesses to the return of the herds of
camels and goats and of the flocks of sheep from pasture. This, in a
desert, is the most cheerful sight that can be imagined. The musical
call of the herdsmen, joined with the bleating and lowing of such vast
numbers of animals, covering, as they approached the tents, a circle
of a league, formed a pastoral scene that can nowhere be witnessed but
with the Arabs. The women milked the ewes and the goats, and folded
the lambs and kids; whilst the flocks and herds, assembled within the
circle of the tents, were guarded by the dogs, who patrole round the
outside, and render the approach of wolves and hyenas with which the
Desert is infested almost impossible. The shepherds themselves, wrapped
in their pelisses of sheepskin, sleep in the midst of them.
The women now prepared the supper. Opening a sack of flour, they
kneaded a certain quantity with water; and, without the aid of
rolling-pins, by a rotatory motion of the left arm, they flattened
the paste into a thin circular shape, about one foot and a half in
diameter. They then laid it on an iron plate, placed over a fire made
in a hole in the ground, and in three minutes it was baked. Lastly,
they threw it on the ashes to keep it warm, until a sufficient number
of these cakes were prepared: and, this done, supper was served up.
It consisted, on the present occasion, of a dish of scraps of mutton
chopped up with onions, and fried with butter, and a dish of boiled
rice with melted butter poured over it. A circular rush mat, about
three feet in diameter, was thrown on the bare ground; and, round it,
before each guest, were likewise thrown (as the Arabs did not seem
to make a practice of stooping) two or three of the above mentioned
bread-cakes; for it is considered as the highest dereliction of
hospitality among them not to put bread more than enough. As many
persons as could find room round the table placed themselves at it.
They doubled the left leg under them, and, sitting with their haunches
on their left heel, their right leg crooked with the knee towards
the chin, they rested their right arm, bared up to the elbow, upon
it. Without spoons, with nothing else but their fingers, each thrust
his right hand into the dish; and, grasping a handful, tossed it up
as a brickmaker does his clay, until he had cooled it and squeezed
out the superfluous butter, which, falling again into the dish, was
taken up in the next handful, to be again served in the same way.
This extraordinary mode of eating is the effect of necessity. Every
thing is served up in the same saucepan in which it is cooked, and, as
haste in eating (for they cannot be said to be voracious) is a marked
feature among them, were any one to wait until the dish cooled to his
liking, he would probably find nothing left. As, therefore, he grasps
a handful too hot to hold, he jerks it up and down, until, by exposing
it to the air, it is somewhat cooler. He then passes his thumb, from
below upwards, across the palm of his hand, and thus conveys the huge
pellet into his mouth. As soon as any one has finished, he rises, and
is succeeded by another, this one by a third, and so on in succession,
until either the guests are all satisfied, or, which more frequently
happens, until the dish is cleared.
Instead of washing their hands after eating (as is universally
practised in towns throughout the East) they drew them through the
dust on the ground to remove the grease, and then wiped them on their
cloaks. This excess of filth no doubt has its origin in the constant
want of water: yet it has been observed that, when encamped near a
stream, they will do the same thing. Coffee was again served with the
same formalities as before, and a conversation of about two hours
concluded the evening.
Gathering our little effects together, for fear of losing them during
the night, and tethering our horses within a few feet of the tent
from the like apprehension, we placed our wallets under our heads for
pillows, and, covering ourselves with our pelisses, took turns to watch
and sleep during the night; the ground our bed and the heavens our
covering. But, although the season of the year was winter, the weather
was mild, and we flattered ourselves that it would continue so.
On the third of January, before sunrise, we untied our horses, and,
without inquiring for our host or he for us, departed. The hospitality
of the Orientals has been much praised by many authors; but it seems
to be a duty which they perform ceremoniously and coldly, unless they
foresee some advantage from it.
We proceeded in an easterly direction. The plain now showed no signs
of ruined habitations, as on the preceding day. We passed several
mounds, generally called in Arabic _Tel_, like that observed
near the field of battle of the Anizy and Faydân tribes. It cannot be
doubted that these mounds are artificial, and served as the sites of
watch-towers or of fortresses to protect villages built at the foot of
them. This is probable from the similarity of shape in all of them,
it being conical: and also because they are observed only through the
champaign part of the Desert, where a small elevation could command
the neighbouring country, and give an extent of prospect necessary
for military observation. What further confirms this opinion is that,
beyond the ruins of Salamyah, there are four mounds in a strait line,
an exactitude not often observable in the works of nature.[28]
Immense flights of birds, known by the name of partridges of the
Desert, were seen in every direction: occasionally also some eagles and
cranes. It is curious to mark how the size of objects is increased when
seen on the edge of the horizon in these wastes. The eagles appeared
like men: and there now seemed to me to be nothing ludicrous in the
misconception of General Dessaix, who, when in Egypt, took a flock of
ostriches for a troop of horse, and arranged his men in order of battle
for their reception.
Towards noon, the look of the country, from having been like the
Sussex Downs, changed to a rocky appearance. And here we may correct
an erroneous idea as to the nature of these Deserts: that name does
not (as is generally imagined) imply always a sandy barrenness and
unfitness for culture, but rather the absence of towns and villages,
and the want of water and cultivation; many portions of the Syrian
desert being, as in the present instance, as productive under tillage
as other places are. The Arabs make use of a word _beréah_, which,
literally translated, means “_waste_;” and the term Desert can
only be applied with precision to the sands of Africa. The want of
water is the effect of the policy of the Bedouins; who choke up what
springs and wells they can, in order to render the lodgment of troops
impossible, and thus to maintain their own independence; trusting
for themselves to a knowledge of remote springs, and to a precarious
supply from holes in the rocks; or drinking the milk of their camels.
Nor would the possession of the Desert be a matter of difficulty to
troops furnished with the means of digging wells, which Ottoman troops
never are: for water, I understood, was to be found at twelve feet deep
nearly throughout the whole tract which we passed. And it is remarkable
that, at the entrance on the vast plain to the East of Palmyra, which
Wood and Dawkins pronounced to have been eternally desert, water is
found at a depth of three feet only, according to an experiment made
under my own eyes, during our second journey. The Desert, then, of
Syria is to be figured in the mind as a country of hills, mountains,
and plains: in the spring covered with verdure, in the autumn burnt up
with heat. But to return from this digression.
We here found rain-water lodged in holes, and, alighting, drank, and
unbridled the horses, that they might do the same. It was an affecting
sight to observe the poor animals, after twenty four hours’ thirst,
eagerly attempting to get at the puddles, which, being sunk in holes,
were difficult to come at. One gave it up; the other fell on his
knees, and contrived to moisten his mouth, but could not succeed
in slaking his thirst. Hassan, in the mean time, observed all this
with indifference, whilst we, commiserating our poor animals, could
have almost wept at the sight. The former knew, that, if we were not
unusually fortunate, we might have to endure hunger and thirst for
double that period: whilst we, new to the scene, saw every thing with
the eyes of persons used to the comforts of civilized life. Our wallets
were now examined, and we made a very humble dinner on dry bread,
raisins, and water, and some fragments which Hassan had secured.
Remounting, we continued our journey. Our route was very zigzag, as we
crossed in every direction where Hassan thought we might fall in with
the tribes we were in search of. The soil was still rocky. At two
o’clock we passed over the foundations of a ruined town, once inhabited
(as Hassan told us) by Turkmans. The remains of an aqueduct and a
cistern were visible. A short distance farther, we came to the foot
of a chain of low mountains, running north and south, where we found
abundance of water lodged in holes as before, but easy to get at. Here
the horses drank abundantly, and appeared to acquire fresh spirits and
vigour. On the left, about two miles off, Hassan pointed to the ruins
of a town, where he said there existed a reservoir of water in good
preservation. The mountains were covered with a scattered forest of
the turpentine tree, and these were the first trees we had seen since
leaving Hamah.
We ascended a circuitous path through a defile, and came to the summit.
Passing by a way seemingly cut by the hand of man at some early period
through the rock, the view, on a sudden, opening before us, we espied,
about a league off, a herd of goats browsing: an indication that
there were tents not far off. We descended into a valley, wanting,
apparently, nothing but the assistance of the husbandman to render it
as fertile as the vale of the Bkâ, or any of the celebrated plains of
Syria. Crossing it, and reascending the opposite mountain, we came to
an elevated tract of downs. Here was encamped a party of the tribe of
the Hadýdy, whom Hassan immediately recognized by the number of asses
grazing round the tents. They were Bedouins, paying no tribute. They
rode on asses, and used firearms, then chiefly matchlocks. Their riches
consisted principally in sheep and goats; having few camels: and on
this account they were considered as a degenerated tribe; the true
Bedouin despising all animals but horses and camels.
Hassan deliberated whether it would be proper to pass the night with
them or not: for he gave us to understand that they were inhospitable
and of a thievish disposition. Night, however, was coming on; and
learning, upon inquiry, that the Melhem, the tribe to which we were
going, was some leagues off, he led the way to the tent of the shaykh
or chieftain, where we alighted.
Hassan had underrated their civility on this occasion; for the shaykh,
when he knew who we were, showed us much attention. This was owing
to a circumstance which contributed greatly to the kind treatment we
received throughout the Desert, and which it is worth while to mention.
When Lady Hester, during the month of December, had paid a visit
to the Emir of the Anizys, at that time encamped near the ruins of
Salamyah, she had made him several presents: and the reputation of her
generosity being spread about, ensured a kind reception to any one who
now came in her name, from the hopes of a participation in her future
favours on her proposed journey to Palmyra; for the Arabs are poor and
covetous, and never neglect any channel that may lead to gain, however
circuitous it may appear to be.
A dish of melted butter, with bread soaked in it, was served for
supper, and we slept as on the preceding night. On the 4th, soon after
sunrise, we bridled our horses, and proceeded on our way. People who
have no fixed habitation are not always immediately to be found. It
is indeed a wild-goose chase to go in search of an Arab’s tents;
and, though inquiry had been made of every person that could afford
information, all that could be learned was that Mahannah was encamped
somewhere at the foot of Gebel el Abyad, a chain of mountains of some
leagues, which extends east and west, wide of Palmyra. The White
Mountain (so Gebel el Abyad means) was in sight, and Hassan took the
lead towards it in an east-south-east direction, as I guessed the point
of the compass to be from the sun. The weather was clear and mild,
having favoured us thus far from the day of our departure. We had
proceeded but a short distance before we crossed a drove of camels,
led by a Bedouin girl mounted on the bell camel, whilst the herdsman,
mounted also, brought up the rear. Hassan recognized him as one of his
own tribe, and, salutations having passed, inquired where the Emir
Mahannah was. The herdsman informed him that the emir was that day
moving his tents to fresh pastures.
Inclining to the south-east, we encountered other herds and several
Bedouin horsemen. The plain now wore a barren appearance, being
gravelly, with patches of moss that seemed to destroy vegetation. The
horsemen, however distant they might be from us, never failed to ride
up and ascertain who we were; and, when Hassan made himself and us
known, still they would unceremoniously fumble our wallets with the
points of their spears to feel what they contained, as if lamenting
that the protection of our conductor prevented them from appropriating
the contents to themselves. Some, with gloomy insolence, demanded
a pipe of tobacco; which, as we had been previously instructed to
do, we always refused or denied having: for it is the maxim of the
Bedouins to try a person’s fears by a small demand, with which, if he
complies, they proceed to a greater, and finish, if they think it safe,
by stripping him of all he has. Their scowling looks, rendered more
suspicious by the vizor of their handkerchiefs, made their questions
very unpleasant, and we felt uneasy, although we knew, or at least
felt assured, that nothing could happen to us, protected as we were by
Hassan, the Emir Mahannah’s officer.
Obtaining fresh information as we proceeded, we continued inclining to
the right, and, at the close of the day, had made nearly a semicircle,
finishing in the west. The whole of the way this day we met with
no water, and our only repast was dry bread and the remains of the
supply in the water-bottles. About four o’clock we found ourselves
in the midst of several droves of camels, and a quarter of an hour
more brought us to the encampment. Some tents were already pitched
without order either as to precedence or regularity; and, on subsequent
occasions, it was observable that every Bedouin chose the spot he
liked best, with this exception, that the relations and slaves of the
emir generally occupied the ground immediately about him. We advanced
towards the emir, and alighted. Whilst his tent was pitching, he had
seated himself on the ground; and his slaves, having lighted a blazing
fire, were preparing coffee. He rose to receive us, being apprised of
our coming by certain Bedouins, who had passed us. Nasar, the eldest
son of the emir, whom I had known at Hamah, saluted me with a kiss on
each cheek, the common salutation between friends among them. Being
seated, coffee was served, and a moment was given for observing the
physiognomy and dress of the emir, prince at that time of all the
desert tract of country which extends, in the rear of Syria, from
Aleppo down to Damascus and as far back as the Euphrates.
He seemed to be about fifty-five years old, with a piercing eye, which
amply made up for the defect of hearing under which he laboured. His
beard was ragged and shaggy, as were his eyebrows. His face and hands,
apparently strangers to the use of water, were begrimed with dirt. On
his head he wore a shawl of stuff, coarse as a towel, put on with the
superlative carelessness of a Bedouin toilet. In other respects his
dress resembled that described above as the costume of this people,
excepting that he had no breeches or drawers, and no boots or shoes;
his feet having for their only covering a pair of worsted socks. His
body vest or frock, however, was of fine striped satin of Damascus, red
and yellow, originally perhaps the plunder of some traveller, but now
exhibiting all the magnificence of Rag-fair.[29]
After coffee, a platter of what the Arabs call _dibs_ was set
on the ground, with about a dozen bread-cakes like those before
described. This dibs is the scum of boiled juice of grapes, in French
_raisiné_, and has much the taste and appearance of treacle: it
is a favourite dish with all the Arabs. We were invited to eat by
ourselves; the emir having probably eaten before our arrival.
In the mean time, the princess, wife of Mahannah, with her daughter
and her black slaves, were employed in unloading the cooking-utensils,
carpets, &c., from the camels. This done, the daughter took a pickaxe
in her hand, and went in search of roots for firing, the plain
producing no other fuel. In about half an hour she returned, bearing
an enormous load bound up in her woollen cloak, which would have
fatigued the shoulders of an English porter. She was a girl of about
seventeen, with tolerably good features, a muddy brown complexion, and
teeth as white as snow.
Preparations were now made for supper. As the tent of the emir is the
resort of all strangers who arrive from different quarters, there were
seldom fewer than a dozen persons to be fed besides his own family,
which was also very numerous. An immense flat boiler, containing not
less than twelve gallons, was placed on the fire, and half filled with
rice, water, and butter. The water collected from holes in the rock,
and from puddles, and brought in goat-skins, was as muddy as that of
a horsepond. The mixture was boiled until the water was evaporated,
and consequently the mud incorporated. When cooked, it was served up
reeking in the same boiler. It was eaten in the same manner that has
been already described, a second and a third set succeeding the first:
whilst the boys stood round, like so many dogs, to catch a pellet,
occasionally given them by their fathers.
To conclude what may be said on the repasts of the Bedouins, it cannot
be denied that they approach nearer to beasts in their manner of eating
than any other people. To give an example: a horseman, on a showery
day, arrives, and alights at the tent; and his first care is to dry
his feet at the fire, and wipe them with his hands. Dinner or supper
happens to be served at the same instant, and he seats himself to
handle his food with the same fingers that have just served so nasty a
purpose: it being understood that he seldom can, and never does, wash
them. Is a stranger at table? Politeness demands that the host should
heap up the rice in the dish before him, or, if it be meat, should tear
it from the bones and hand it to him; which it would be an affront in
the stranger to refuse. Does the repast consist (which is often the
case) of bread and melted butter? he breaks the bread and works it up
for his guest with the butter: all which operations are executed with
the hands. In fine, those who have seen the Drûzes of Mount Lebanon
devour raw meat, or the chimney-sweepers of London swallow black
pudding, still have never witnessed such a meal as the repasts of the
Bedouins.
Coffee was served, pipes were lighted, and, as we were just arrived
from Hamah, whence we were supposed to have brought tobacco with us,
we had much ado to withstand the bold and frequent requests to fill
the pipes of our neighbours. A conversation on the politics of the
plain concluded the evening. The prince retired to his wife, while the
rest of the party betook themselves, each on the spot where he sat, to
sleep; merely drawing his cloak over his face, and putting his wallet
under his head, both to serve as a pillow, and to prevent its being
pilfered.
An Arab never undresses but to clean himself from vermin. The clothes
he has he wears until they either fall off his back in rags, or fresh
plunder, or a present from his chief, supplies him with a better suit.
Few of them have more than a shirt and a sheepskin pelisse--going
without frock, stockings, and boots. These three latter articles,
indeed, not many can afford, and many care not for. Their sheepskin is
of the greatest use to them, serving instead of a bed to sleep on, and
as a covering from wet and cold at all seasons.
It may not be improper to say a few words in order that it may be
better understood by the reader what the title Emir implies. Mahannah
el Fadel might be said to command that tract of country which extends
from Hamah down to Damascus, and backwards as far as Palmyra, perhaps
beyond; but it is impossible for a stranger to learn or mark out any
precise boundaries for a people, the nature of whose possessions, and
even of whose existence, is so uncertain, both from the vicissitudes
of their fortune, and from their wandering habits. He was chieftain of
the tribe of the Melhem, and had in subjection to him other tribes,
all of which go by the general name of Anizy Arabs. What the nature
of his authority over them was I could not ascertain; such as it was,
he succeeded to it at his father’s death, not as an hereditary right,
but from the preponderance that his family had had the art to secure
to itself. This preponderance seems to be owing to several causes; for
the family was very numerous, and succeeding emirs had the means, by
various intermarriages with the rich shaykhs of the tribe, to combine
a vast extent of interests in the chief of it.
But, although a prince, Mahannah did not seem to be a single jot more
polished than his meanest herdsman. Perhaps any excess of urbanity,
any appearance of dignity, would only tend, among a rude people, to
weaken his power instead of strengthening it: on common occasions he
was, therefore, but one of the herd. His tent was larger but had not
more splendour; his mare was not more richly caparisoned than that
of others, nor did he seem to me to be distinguished by his external
appearance from that of the commonest Bedouins round him. Equality,
no doubt, does not reign among them; but how far the assumption of
much authority would be followed by the desertion of such as thought
themselves oppressed by it, I will not venture to say. The security
which laws afford the weak against the strong certainly does not exist
here in the same extent as in cities, and all the boasted advantages
of their seeming equality only enable the aggrieved to retire from the
aggressor.
Neither did the dignity we may attribute to the person of a chieftain
seem better protected. Had a Bedouin presumed to insult Mahannah, had
he dared to dispute his commands, where was the remedy? He might,
indeed, as he was often said to do, in the fury of passion, inflict
the chastisement which the culprit merited with his own hand, or he
might brood over the insult until an opportunity occurred of revenging
it. There was no protection against theft but watchfulness, no surety
against murder but that worst of all laws, the law of retaliation.
Mahannah levied a toll of about the value of eighteen-pence a head, and
two dollars for each camel-load on all caravans that passed through or
by his territory. I was told that he annually received a present of six
shillings a head from all the merchants of Damascus, Aleppo, and the
towns between them. He levied contributions of corn, of provisions, of
dress, upon the villages of the desert, such as Palmyra (which is said
to pay him one thousand five hundred piasters in money, and to the same
amount in clothes), Carietayn, Sedad, and others. Hamah paid him 150
camel-loads of wheat, which he generally distributed among his friends.
Besides this, he scrupled not, when his necessities were pressing, to
demand of the governors or rich individuals with whom he was friendly,
articles of dress, horses, and the like: nor did he fail, generally, to
weary the liberality of his most generous friends.
But there was another mode of enriching himself which must not be
passed over in silence. Whoever, as a stranger, ventured to trust
himself in the power of the Bedouins, had reason to perceive that, as
robbery is their profession, they are dexterous enough to have more
ways than one in committing it; and that he who receives hospitality
from them, however much vaunted by travellers the sacredness of that
hospitality may be, is doomed to pay for it in some way or other.
Business, the oppression of the government, and sometimes curiosity,
but never pleasure, brings every now and then a Syrian of consideration
among them, and the tent of the prince is the place where he is sure
of a welcome. Scarcely has he passed a night under it, when the prince
politely admires the beauty of his shawl, and by obvious hints asks
him for it. There is no alternative for the visitor but to beg his
acceptance of it; for he recollects that he is in his power, and that
what is so politely asked for may be forcibly taken. Supposing he opens
his saddle-bags or his box, and some curious eye discovers that he has
a provision of coffee, or a change of linen? the prince is informed of
it, and begs to see it, and, as it is something not actually on the
person of his guest, he fairly asks him for it. Our visitor, as is the
custom in the East, slips off his boots when he enters the tent: the
prince observes that they are better than his own, and unceremoniously
when he goes out makes an exchange with him. But, not to leave him
the satisfaction of knowing, at least, that he has contributed to the
comfort or finery of his host, he sees the very articles given away,
after a few days’ wear, to some strange shaykh, who, were he to meet
the original proprietor alone in the desert, would make no scruple of
stripping him entirely.
All these were formerly the secondary sources of revenue to the Anizys,
whilst the pilgrimage to Mecca, before the tomb of the Prophet fell
into the hands of the Wahabees, was an annual harvest to them; for it
was the Anizys who escorted it across the desert, and furnished the
pilgrims with camels. This honourable employment was granted to the
ancestors of Mahannah by an imperial firman.[30]
Mahannah was said to be of a very choleric disposition. He was active,
though now far advanced in life, and was esteemed a brave man. He had
been married three times; one wife only survived. Domestic disputes
were extremely frequent in his tent, and were managed on both sides
with all the eloquence that generally accompanies them in Europe.
On Tuesday morning, at dawn, the party in the tent arose, and,
adjusting themselves, assembled in a ring round the fire. Coffee
was served, and orders were given for striking the tents, and for
proceeding towards a spring in the south-west, in order to water
the cattle. The extraordinary time during which it is asserted a
camel can support thirst, has been often mentioned by travellers.
The Bedouins in the winter let them go for one hundred and forty
hours, and, on the present occasion, it was the fifth day that they
had not drunk. But they appear to me in this respect to differ very
little from other animals; for, during winter and spring, it is the
moisture in the herbage which renders drink unnecessary, as happens
to sheep, which, I am inclined to think, get no water for an equally
long interval. But, in the dry season, a camel must drink as often as
an ass; and I consider what has been advanced of the camel’s carrying
water in its stomach to be a legend, and of its marvellous property
of enduring thirst to be much exaggerated. As to the horses of the
Bedouins, they too are accustomed, at this season, to an abstinence of
from forty-eight to sixty hours, which latter period, however, is the
greatest. They are generally watered from holes in rocks, or puddles,
which are sometimes not to be found short of one or two leagues from
the tents; and, these failing, from the water-skins, or, as a last
resort, from the udder of the camel, although I was not an eyewitness
to this.
The order of march observed by the Bedouins is nearly as follows; the
shaykhs, and such as are masters of a tent, retire to a small distance
from it, and, squatting on the ground, with their mares standing
by them, and their spears planted, smoke their pipes, whilst their
women strike the tent. In Mahannah’s family there were slaves also,
who assisted in the hand labour. These are the descendants of blacks
purchased during the flourishing state of the tribe, in the days of
the Mecca pilgrimage. They differ in nothing from other Bedouins,
excepting, as it is said, that they cannot marry a white Bedouin; for
the offspring of slaves, I was told, are free among the Bedouins,
although not among the Turks.
The women, then, having rolled up their carpets, packed their kitchen
utensils, and struck their tents, load the pack-camels, and prepare
those intended for mounting. For this purpose, the rich families are
provided with a machine, rude in its construction but not altogether
devoid of beauty in its appearance. It consists of two short ladders,
each about a yard in length, curved outwardly, narrow below and wide
above, and attached to each other by transverse staves; these are bound
to the pack-saddle, and this saddle is fixed on the camel’s hump, and
is girthed on by old rope and hide-thongs. Worsted web ribbons, with
gaudy tassels, dangle from the top. On the ceremony of a marriage, this
machine is highly decorated; but, not having witnessed such an event,
I am unable to describe exactly how. The strongest camels are always
chosen to carry it. Those who are unprovided with this machine roll a
carpet in the shape of a bird’s-nest, which they tie on the camel’s
back, and look, when seated in it, not unlike a sitting hen.
The camels are without bridles or halters; but, accustomed to the call
of the herdsman, they march along with a docility that leaves no cause
for fear to those who are mounted on them. The herdsman himself rides
on a species of pack-saddle, something like the tree of an hussar
saddle, and sometimes guides his camel by means of a rope passed
through the cartilage of the nose. All being ready, each family marches
separately, and the desert becomes a moving scene for some miles round.
The horsemen proceed at a foot pace, from which they never vary, except
when occasional races take place to gain a spot where water is known
to lodge, or when the youths tilt with each other for amusement. The
Bedouin girls are seen dropping from the backs of the camels to drive
in those that stray, and then, seizing the animal’s tail, remount with
an agility quite astonishing.
Sweet and graceful was thy form, black and full, like the antelope’s,
were thine eyes, lovely Raby (for thy father called thee by name), as
thou didst vault from the ground, and, placing thy naked foot on the
projecting bone of the camel’s leg, didst bound on his rump again. Hard
seemed such a seat for thy delicate limbs; and the undulating motion,
communicated to thy body by the lengthened steps of the unwearied beast
whose back thou didst bestride, had a strange moving look through the
clear atmosphere of the desert which thy sylphlike form intercepted.
Diana’s nymphs were gross peasants to thee, light aërial vision!
And was it a natural feeling of goodness, or the coquetry which wicked
man too readily attributes to all thy sex, that made thee turn thy
winning look on the stranger? How could a single smile of thine leave
so lasting an impression, that he forgets it not after a lapse of
full thirty years? Did it not seem to say--Why gazest thou on me so
earnestly, gentle cavalier? I know I am pretty, for many chieftains
of my tribe have already (albeit I am but fourteen years old) asked
me in marriage: but my father demands fifty camels and a mare of pure
breed for my dowry, and he that would have me must pay the price of
my charms. And I murmured to myself, Raby, why dost thou expose those
beautiful features, those nascent beauties which thy youthful neck
betrays, to the rays of the hot sun? Be more niggardly of thy charms,
for few can boast such as thine.--A stumble of my horse recalled me to
myself; but Raby was still before me, and from time to time occupied my
thoughts.
And here, I reflected, is a brown creature, full of life and activity,
whose utmost accomplishments amount to gathering fuel, fetching water,
pitching a tent, baking, cooking, and tending herds of camels, or
feeding her father’s mare. Yet she is esteemed valuable, and must
be bought at a high price: whilst, in my own country, fair maidens,
with complexions white as the driven snow, versed in literature and
the fine arts, can find no market for their persons, and go down to
the grave deploring their single wretchedness! Whence can such an
anomaly proceed? if it is not that, in the one case the wife repays the
purchase by her services, so useful to the comfort of her husband, and
in the other a partner often becomes dear to him that weds her, by the
expenses she entails on him, without any remunerating qualities which
can contribute to his welfare, or a knowledge of domestic duties to
ameliorate his condition. An English maiden must be dressed in a robe
of Bank-stock receipts and India-bonds before she is taken as a gift; a
Bedouin girl, even _en chemise_, must be bought.
We passed a ruined village on the way, the name of which we could
not learn. It was situate on a hill, and contained the remains of
a fortress. On alighting, dibs and bread were served. Supper, on a
large dish of rice as on the preceding day, coffee, and conversation
concluded the evening. The wind was north, and, blowing through the
crevices of the tent left us little benefit from the blazing fire in
the middle. The Arabs, shivering from the unusual cold which prevailed,
seemed to make no scruple of exhibiting those parts of the body which
decency teaches us to conceal, and unceremoniously raised their
garments to warm themselves.
In the morning the tents were struck, and the march was continued in
a south-west direction for five hours. At the close of it, a flock
of sheep belonging to the Beni-Khaled Arabs, whose tents were at no
great distance, passed us. This was one of the tribes in subjection
to Mahannah. Nasar, the son of the emir, ordered a Bedouin who was
near him to seize a sheep. The man immediately launched his bludgeon
at the poor animal,[31] and broke one of its hind-legs. Thus lamed, it
was pricked on by the point of the lance, until, after about a quarter
of an hour, we came to our encampment. It was killed and skinned in
an instant, and a sparerib being cut off was thrown on the embers. It
was turned occasionally with the hands, and, when half roasted, it was
removed and placed on the bare ground, where, without bread or any
single appurtenance of the table, each person tore off his portion and
devoured it with canine greediness.[32]
We had now arrived within two leagues of the spring which the Bedouins
were in search of. The village of Caryetayn was four miles off in a
southerly direction. At daybreak on the 7th, the greater part of the
camels were driven off to water, whilst a few, under the conduct of
Nasar, Mezyad, and Hassan, sons of the emir, were sent to the village
to get a supply of provisions; for the stock was now so low that
nothing but dry bread had been served out, and there was not even water
to make coffee. M. Lascaris accompanied Nasar, being desirous of seeing
the village. At nightfall the camels arrived from the spring, but not
those from the village. The day having, by me at least, been passed in
fasting, I was now made sensible of the relish that hunger can give
to fare however homely, and played my part on the hot bread-cakes at
supper with an avidity little inferior to what I had remarked in the
Bedouins.
At sunset there was a fall of snow, which continued all night, and,
exposed as we were to the severity of the weather, rendered us very
uncomfortable. The horses, as usual, were tethered in the open air, and
suffered much from the cold.
Next morning, the snow covered the ground about six inches. We slept
and warmed ourselves alternately through the day. The camels from
Caryetayn had not yet returned; for, as the Bedouin has no other guide
but landmarks,[33] when the atmosphere is obscured, he cannot travel.
There was literally nothing to eat in the emir’s tent, and the kindness
of one of his relations, named Casem, supplied me with a supper.
The unusual fall of snow argued the severity of the winter; for, in the
Desert of Syria, it is an exceedingly rare thing to see snow at all. A
Bedouin boy, nevertheless, ran, stark naked, in the open air through it.
On the 9th, the weather cleared up a little, and the wind changed
to the East, with snow occasionally. We were absolutely without
provisions, and Nasar and M. Lascaris were looked for by me with
the utmost anxiety, whilst the Bedouins seemed as indifferent as
men who had all the luxuries they could desire about them. At noon,
Nasar and his party returned, but brought back little with them; the
villagers having refused to produce any provisions unless for money;
for Caryetayn is a populous village, and could brave the anger of the
Arabs. A few raisins were all the addition that could be made to dry
bread. Nasar, Mezyad, and Hassan, had each something new upon them,
which they had procured from the inhabitants of Caryetayn, half by
threats and half by presents.
On the 13th, the tents were struck, and in the evening they were
replanted on the ground occupied on the 7th. Our horses had not drunk
on the preceding day, and the whole care of myself and Hassan was to
precede the tribe, in hopes of falling in with a puddle of water. But
we were not fortunate enough to meet with one, and the poor animals
would have again fasted, when, just as we halted for the night, a
shower of rain fell, which we patiently endured with our backs turned
to it, and, when it was over, galloped to an eminence about a mile
off, upon which Hassan knew there was a hole in the rock where water
generally lodged. We there slaked the thirst of the horses, and filled
our water-bottles; but the water was so thick that a scullion-maid in
England would have not thought it clean enough to wash her kitchen
floor. However, necessity and delicacy are not akin, and we considered
ourselves very fortunate.
It will be recollected that the ostensible purpose for which I had
visited the Emir Mahannah was to cure him of a chronic complaint. The
emir had now kept me eleven days, and had derived no great benefit
from the remedies he had used: still, whenever mention was made of
departing, he grew out of humour, and signified that he expected
to be first cured; for an Arab has a firm idea that everything is
possible to medicine. His sons tormented me in another shape. They
would frequently tell me, half joking and half serious, that I was
among a pack of robbers; that, as Franks visited Palmyra only to find
treasures, I must not expect to get off without making them a present,
with other expressions to the like effect. I was therefore somewhat
alarmed, and began to be apprehensive for my safety; the more as
the march had always been from, instead of towards, my destination.
Resolved, however, to make a bold push, and anxious to visit Palmyra,
I determined to be amused no longer with excuses, and, at all events,
to steal off; so, imparting my design to Hassan, I desired him to
hold himself in readiness. But he knew it would be more dangerous to
offend his master, than to disoblige me, and told Mahannah what I had
resolved on. Thus thwarted, it was necessary to try another scheme,
and I represented to Mahannah that it would disoblige Lady Hester if I
were any longer delayed in executing my mission to Palmyra. The fear
of losing the presents which he expected from that quarter operated on
his avarice, and I obtained permission to depart. M. Lascaris, during
this my dilemma, had been of little service to me, fearing to embroil
himself with Mahannah, whose friendship he was desirous of securing, in
case of fixing his residence at Palmyra. He would not accompany me, as
he had sent for his wife to join him, and he was obliged to wait for
her before setting off. I therefore left him at the tents.
On the morning of the 14th, accompanied by Hassan only, I mounted my
horse before six. We were furnished with two leather bottles of water
and some raisins; and Hassan, as before, carried my carbine. For an
hour, we proceeded north-east by east, until we crossed into the path
of the salt caravans, which constantly trade between Palmyra, Hems,
and Hamah. We then took an easterly direction. About ten, it began to
rain.
About noon, as we were proceeding at a smart footpace, Hassan observed
on the ground some fresh camels’ dung. This seemed to attract his
attention; and presently other indications of the same kind rendered
it evident that somebody was travelling in the same direction before
us. Hassan occasionally preceded me a few paces to reconnoitre. In
this way we rode on for about an hour. On a sudden, he pulled up his
horse, and, following the direction of his eyes, I espied something
like the heads of men. He made me observe them, and said, “Perhaps they
are robbers--be ready for a gallop.” As we came nearer, we made out
the supposed men to be two Bedouins and a camel partially concealed
in a hollow. “Do as I do,” was all he said; and putting his gun as in
a posture ready for defence, although the rain that had poured all
the morning rendered it absolutely useless, he advanced until we came
abreast of them; they being about thirty yards out of the path. He
then challenged them, and observing their motions, cried, “Push on,”
and immediately put his horse into a full gallop. I did the same. At
that moment the camel rose upon his legs, with a man mounted on him,
who pursued us, whilst the other robber levelled his gun at us, which,
probably from the wet, snapped--for it did not go off. The mounted
robber followed us about half a mile, when, finding that he lost
ground, and that his companion was far behind, he slackened his pace,
and at last turned back.
About one o’clock, we came to some sand-hills, at which time we were
abreast of the White Mountain, (Gebel el Abyad) two leagues off, in
a northerly direction. These sand-hills continued for a league or
more. We here saw some camels grazing, guarded by a Bedouin. Hassan
spoke to him, and learned that he was of the Beni Omar Arabs, a
tribe in subjection to Mahannah. We dismounted, ate a few raisins,
and deliberated about passing the night with them, their tents not
being above a league off: but at last it was determined to go on for
Palmyra. We then entered a vast plain called El Mezah, bounded on the
left by the White Mountain, and, on the right, by Mount Ayán. Vast
as it was, its extreme evenness deceived the eye, and contracted its
boundaries to the appearance of a valley. It seemed as if we almost
touched the foot of the mountain which overhangs Palmyra, and which
Hassan pointed to. “We have not above a league and a half to go,” said
I. “_Inshallah_,” was his reply, in the Arabian manner; “if it
please God;” and, taught by experience how equivocal an expression
this was, I made up my mind for a double distance. Hassan’s horse was
nearly knocked up, and it was necessary to remove his wallet upon
mine. The plain, for the first league, has some patches of turf, but
afterwards presents a dry, cracked, barren surface, totally destitute
of vegetation. It appears that the soil is impregnated with salt,
as is the plain which I afterwards saw to the east of Palmyra. At
sunset we reached its termination, and entered between two hills into
a valley, where were to be seen the remains of a reservoir enclosing
the fountain-head, from which water was once conveyed by an aqueduct
to Palmyra. It is called Abu el Fawáres, and is mentioned by Wood
and Dawkins, in their splendid work on the remains of Palmyra. This
aqueduct runs for a league, and terminates in the Valley of Tombs, at
which we soon arrived. This valley is shut in on both sides by low
mountains.
The moon had now risen, and threw a gloomy solemnity over these
ancient monuments of the dead, which continued for about a mile. As
we approached the angle, where the vast mass of ruins (as I supposed)
would burst on my sight, my bosom thrilled with expectation. We turned
it, when, straining my eyes, I looked in vain for the grand objects
which I had expected; for the straggling columns of the colonnade,
sunk in a low disadvantageous spot, were hardly to be discerned. Other
feelings, which hope had for a moment drowned, again took possession of
me. I recollected that I had been twelve hours on horseback, that I was
hungry and thirsty. Following my guide among huge masses of stone, and
pillars and fragments of buildings, towards the Temple of the Sun, we
came to the gate, which we found shut; nor was it opened until Hassan
had made himself known. Then, turning down a dirty lane, we reached the
mud cottage which was to be my residence at Palmyra.
The lintel of the cottage door was part of a sculptured entablature,
and an elegant Corinthian capital, turned upside down, formed the
horse-block. The cottage itself consisted of a small chamber, twenty
feet by twelve. In it was Hassan’s wife, her father, four children,
two camels, and a donkey. We received a friendly welcome, and found a
warm fire, although the smoke, having no chimney to escape by, almost
blinded me. I seated myself on the bare ground, and, whilst a cup of
coffee was preparing, reflected on the miserable state of the present
inhabitants of this once celebrated city. It was soon known that a
Frank had arrived, and the house, in a few minutes, was crowded with
people. A large mess of rice was put on the fire, and a message came
from the shaykh of the village, to say that, if I stood in need of
anything, what he could command was mine. I requested a little firewood
(as Hassan’s wife had nothing but camels’ dung for fuel) and a rush
mat to put under me. By degrees my curious visitors left me. I ate a
good supper, and went to bed in my clothes, surrounded by the camels,
my hostess, and the family, there being only a partition breast-high
between us. In the night, hearing the door creak, I raised my head, and
saw one of the girls, about twelve years old, stark naked, who, having
occasion to breathe the fresh air, did not think it necessary to put
on any of her clothes, which, according, I suppose, to Bedouin custom,
she had stripped off at bed-time. This appeared to be matter of no
surprise to anybody but myself: yet decency is one of the features of
the female character in these countries.