CXXXVIII.

PIATIGORSK, CIRCASSIA, _June 12, 1858_.

I must give you some details of the trip to this place, across the

Circassian mountains, and over the fortified road dividing the

territory of Schamyl; to the right coming up towards the Caspian Sea

and the Circassians, and on the left bordering on the Black Sea.

We left the scorching city at five P.M., and were glad to

escape the intense heat. We made two stations, thirty-four wersts, when

horses were not forthcoming until early the next morning. The station

was one of the most miserable on the route, and between filth and

vermin we were glad to leave at four A.M.

My companion, a Georgian captain in the Russian service, and myself

occupied a Tarantas, a wagon of the country, with a carriage body

mounted on long poles, the servant in front.

At seven o’clock we discovered that the baggage had been cut away from

the rear of the vehicle, entailing considerable loss to my companion.

My own baggage was fortunately in front. Information was given to the

officer in command at the next village to send Cossacks in pursuit of

the offenders. The wheels of our vehicle showed signs of weakness, and

the smith’s services were called to cut and renew the tires, much to

his advantage, as those who travel in carriages are expected to pay.

Towards sunset of the second day we commenced the ascent of the

mountains over a miserably rocky road, at a snail’s pace, with eight

yoke of oxen, and arrived at a station where the night was passed. It

was a lovely evening, pleasantly cool, and the snow-capped peaks of the

mountains of El Brus and Casbeck, from fourteen thousand to sixteen

thousand feet high, by the light of a full moon, were magnificent to

gaze upon.

An early start, with relays of horses at each station, carried us over

the zigzag winding roads, which are without parapet walls. The drivers

are exceedingly expert in the management of their three horses abreast,

coursing along the margin of yawning precipices, hundreds of feet in

depth. The mountain torrents and the remains of avalanches did not

retard our progress. The season, however, favored us, as travellers are

sometimes detained for weeks.

The wild and savage appearance of the country, the rudely constructed

roads, the primitive costume of the people, who are partly dressed in

skins, and nearly all armed, the fortified passes, the galleries in the

rock, the narrow defiles occupied by the Russian soldiery, to prevent

the attacks of the Circassians, and the feeling that you are liable

to be arrested and carried into captivity, or shot by them, kept up a

different state of feeling than that caused by ordinary travel.

We passed several fortresses well provided with soldiers, arms, and

ammunition, to protect the road. The men are employed in constructing

or repairing the route, as the Russian soldier performs the most menial

service, and is not exempt until after twenty-five years. The term is,

however, reduced under the present emperor. His pay and supplies are a

mere bagatelle, and he is a machine, obeying the will of his officer.

The road is now considered tolerably safe, with the exception of the

stations where a ball may be sent through the unsuspecting traveller.

The Russian troops are gradually hemming in Schamyl on one side, and

the Circassians on the other. Both are Mussulman races, but have

little intercourse, as Schamyl is the leader of a fanatical people

who repose all confidence in their chief. The pasturage and tillage

grounds have been taken from them, and they are now more closely lodged

in the fastnesses of the mountains, and with less means of life. The

Circassians on the Black Sea can obtain contraband supplies from

Turkey, via Trebizond, and can dispose of their children to advantage,

the girls looking forward with pleasure to the sale and prospect of

occupying an important position in the harems.

During the war of the allies, Schamyl made a descent when least

expected, and carried off two Georgian princesses and their children.

They suffered much from cold in the mountains, although well treated.

The ransom demanded by the robber chief was his son, who was taken by

the Russians when eight years old, and sent to St. Petersburg for his

education, besides eight millions of roubles. They not knowing the

value of money, ten ox-carts loaded with small coins were forwarded,

with his unwilling son, now grown to manhood in civilized society, and

the exchange was made, much to the satisfaction of distressed families

and friends.

The Circassians are most dexterous horsemen, and fond of adventure

among themselves. A man who has not shown acts of daring is little

considered; while if he can bring down the enemy, or take him

captive in order to obtain a ransom, he has done acts worthy of the

consideration of the people. One year since, in the place from which

I write, the little son of a physician was picked up by a mounted

Circassian, and carried out of sight before the alarm was fully given.

A ransom of a thousand roubles was demanded, but the government is

opposed to the payment of tribute, and he is still among them.

We arrived the third night at Vlada Kaukas, prettily situated upon a

rapid river, or mountain torrent, a pleasant town of Russian creation,

the residence of the officials of the district, civil and military,

containing the barracks, hospitals, &c. The houses are built of stone,

wood, and unburnt bricks, many covered with iron roofs, painted green,

as indeed are almost all the Russian churches, which produces a

cheering effect after seeing nothing but straw roofs in the interior.

We could here renew our supplies, as it must be remembered nothing can

be obtained to eat or drink on the road in these wild countries. The

stations are furnished with a few chairs, or wooden sofas, to pass the

night upon, and a Semivar, or tea machine for hot water, with which to

prepare your own tea, can always be obtained. All other appliances for

sleeping, and to support life, you must carry with you, or starve.

At the place named we were detained one day waiting for horses, as

the commanding officer had ordered all the post horses for the use of

Cossacks, who were in hot pursuit of the enemy, who had committed some

depredations.

We were glad to have passed the seat of difficulty in good time. We

were not allowed to travel at night, and the whole line upon the

steppes, some two hundred wersts, was occupied, up to our arrival

at this place, by Cossack sentinels at intervals of a few wersts,

generally three together, mounted upon a platform erected upon four

poles adjoining their cabins. Each is furnished with a ladder to ascend

by, and a straw cover to protect the men from wind and rain. Mounds of

earth are also often thrown up as observatories, and their horses are

always saddled and bridled ready to pursue the enemy.

Huge stone crucifixes point out the spots where the unfortunate Cossack

peasants, sent down for colonization and cultivation of the soil, have

been killed.

Some of the Circassians have submitted to Russian rule, and occupy

their villages unmolested. A few reside in the Russian towns,

consequently they know all that is occurring, and act as spies when

necessary. They are a fine-looking race of people, and their costume

is picturesque. I have heard Russian officers who have known them

personally say, that if they had their way they would not wage war

against them, while others go for extermination.

Circassia is to Russia, what Algeria is to France--a military school,

a means of patronage for officials, and a source for decorations and

honors, at the expense of the empire in general.

On the main road towards Staverpool, at the little town of Gorgiesk,

fairs are held twice a year for general supplies.

A detour of thirty-four wersts brought me to this place. Within a

circuit of forty wersts are found hot and cold, sulphur, iron, salt

and soda springs. I design visiting all of them, and will speak of

their qualities in my next. This place derives its name, Piatigorsk,

from five small picturesque mountains within sight. It is romantically

situated, and may be made a lovely spot.

There are six sources of hot and cold sulphur water, and the government

has expended large sums in erecting baths and laying out the grounds

in imitation of the Germans; but the distances are so immense, the bad

roads and want of accommodations so great, that the Russians prefer

going to Germany, now they can have passports. There are some four

hundred here, where two thousand might be accommodated with private

lodgings. I am the only foreigner here. The military band plays morning

and evening, and the little Russian boys and girls, profit in waltzing

and dancing upon the gravelled walks under the shade trees, to the

delight of mothers and governesses.

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