the sabre of Ali, the assistant of Mohammed,--this sabre they call
Delfikari. If they swear on one of these volumes to any one, they will
keep the oath surely; but they are so skilled in deceit, that they
deceive not only their captives but their god, by swearing on books made
of Venetian soap. Such an oath, they say, will be washed away by the
first rain that comes, hence it is not possible to believe them.
They sell prisoners into Asia, which is quite another part of the world;
those who remain behind, they send to herd flocks; when at work they
beat these with raw-hides, and kill them with hunger. Being fond of
idleness themselves, they barely rise up to perform ablutions; and for
the rest of the day sit on horse-skulls covered with carpets, hold
their hands idly across their stomachs, bend now to the right, now to
the left. But they are very fond of music and the sound of flutes, and
sit listening whole days to whistles. Putting two of these whistles in
the mouth, they play on them, fingering as on a flute. Besides, they
have drums covered with horsehide, cymbals, bronze disks which make a
great clatter, and long staffs ornamented with horse manes and covered
with little bells. When they play on these instruments, such a din rises
that the dogs howl; but they themselves are delighted, and say that
sweetness comes to their ears from the noise, and that various diseases
fly away before those voices.
There is great drunkenness among the Tartars, for though not free to
drink wine, they fill themselves with mare's milk fermented, which goes
to the head more than wine. And then being angry and cruel, they kill
prisoners, after they have tortured them.
Of Christian nations the Genoese and Venetians visit them in ships, and
deal in various places which were built by the ancients, that is, the
Greeks. These Christians bring, above all, parchment lamps of various
colors, which the Tartars fill with mutton fat; then lighting these
lamps, they hang them on graves and mosques in endless number, and burn
incense. These lights, white, rosy, green, and blue, seem suspended in
the night air, and afford a wonderful spectacle, which, were it turned
to God's praise, might delight every eye. But just at that time they
permit the greatest vileness.
Their priests are also sorcerers, and communicate with evil spirits.
When the Tartars go to rob and plunder, these priests make the nights
dark for them, and raise great fogs in the daytime, so that their camp
may escape pursuit.
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