The Tartars, now in large parties, now singly, circle around that
stanitsa, though when a larger number comes, an experienced man knows it
easily, as in the night the wolves howl behind them tremendously; for
when a great camp of them moves, whole flocks of wolves follow, knowing
that in the track of it they will find carrion enough, both of them and
their horses. Others are of opinion, however, that wolves do not eat
Tartar flesh, being friends of the Tartars, who, because of their greed
and foul paganism, may well be compared with wild beasts.
But while prowling around, dreadful things too meet the Tartars; for
when Cossacks stationed near the armored squadron of the stanitsa catch
one of those pagans, they have no pity, and commit terrible cruelties.
One night, I saw a great fire in the steppe, and people around it. I
went toward the place with my attendant, wishing to see who were there,
and if God would grant me to let fly a few arrows among them. But they
were only Cossacks from the stanitsa, who had made a great fire, and
were throwing bound Tartars into it alive, hurling each one as if he
were a sack. The Tartars called on their Allah in vain. From those who
were roasted a strong odor went out; and the Cossacks, dancing around
the fire like evil spirits, gave themselves up to delight. I gave
command at once to leave off this work, and slay the prisoners simply
with sabres, as was proper; to this they answered,--
"Be off, or the same thing will happen to thee!"
When they learned that I was a noble, they removed their caps; and
hearing that I was going to the colonel to serve, they offered to
conduct me to the station. We went, then, for the rest of the night, in
their company, and without adventure; but on the road I saw one wonder
more. At a certain place the steppe was covered completely with
glittering insects, like those which about Saint John's day appear with
us, but not in such numbers. These glittered in the darkness throughout
the grass as far as the eye could see, so that you might say that a part
of the sky with the stars had fallen, and was lying on the earth. Only
at dawn did those little stars cease to gleam; it was not far then to
the stanitsa, as was shown by the crowing of cocks, of which there are
many, for the soldiers love their shrill crowing, and keep a great
number of them. Soon after, when the air became clearer, we saw in the
morning dawn several well-sweeps; the wind bore to us barking of dogs
and neighing of horses. When nearer still to the stockade, I heard the
song, "_Salve janua salutis_," which went out over the dew, and was very
loud, for three hundred men were singing it, kneeling on the square
beneath the open sky.
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