Carry On! A Story of the Fight for BagdadStrang, Herbert
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Carry On! A Story of the Fight for Bagdad
Strang, Herbert
World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Iraq -- Juvenile fiction
To begin with, he had lost a whole day. With the utmost expedition,
and no accidents, he could hardly reach the _tell_ at the time
appointed with Captain Ellingford. Moreover, the horse, to which he
owed his escape, was now an encumbrance and an embarrassment. The
remainder of his journey lay over a parched and barren plain, that
provided sustenance for neither man nor beast. The small stock of
dates which he had purchased in Meshed Ali would suffice for himself,
but not for the horse as well. True, the Arab horse was accustomed to
go long distances with little or no food, but it would be two days at
the best before he reached the _tell_, and two days' fast was beyond
even the Arab's endurance. Further if by good luck he should meet
Captain Ellingford--and that was now doubtful--what could he do with
the horse then? He could not return to the British lines except by
aeroplane: yet it went much against the grain to abandon the noble
animal that had served him so well. If turned adrift and left to
forage for himself, the horse would probably pick up a subsistence
until he found a new master. A new master! In these regions that
could hardly be any one than an enemy. Turkish troops were constantly
on the move in the plains between the Euphrates and the Tigris. Burnet
was loth to let his prize fall again into Turkish hands. The problem
how to save the horse and yet not fail in his appointment with Captain
Ellingford was a very hard nut to crack.
When Burnet had pondered the question for some time, a light suddenly
dawned upon him. The stronghold of the young chief Rejeb, which he had
heard described in the course of the interview between General
Eisenstein and Major Burckhardt, was about one march distant from the
_tell_, in a south-easterly direction. As nearly as he could judge,
the spot where he had crossed the river was almost due south of the
_tell_. In all probability, then, the stronghold was not less than
fifteen nor more than twenty-five miles to the east. Could he discover
the stronghold, leave the horse in Rejeb's care, and yet keep his
appointment with Captain Ellingford?
There were several circumstances to take into consideration. In the
first place, it was clear from what the Germans had said that the
stronghold was not easy to discover. Its locality was not well known
to the authorities in Bagdad; they had had recourse to Major
Burckhardt; it was certain that Rejeb had chosen a place far from the
tracks of the desert travellers, and by its very nature hard of access.
Then, too, the expedition organised against it might already be on
foot; the stronghold might, indeed, have already fallen. To approach
it might be to jump into the lion's jaws. On the other hand, General
Eisenstein had anticipated delay. The month he had allowed for the
organisation of the expedition was barely up, and there might be time
to gain the stronghold before operations began, and, indeed, to give
Rejeb warning of what was to come.
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