Tent Work in Palestine: A Record of Discovery and AdventureConder, C. R. (Claude Reignier)
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Tent Work in Palestine: A Record of Discovery and Adventure
Conder, C. R. (Claude Reignier)
Palestine -- Description and travel
The view from the height was most extraordinary; on every side were
other ridges equally white, steep, and narrow; their sides were seamed
by innumerable torrent-beds, their summits were sharp and ragged in
outline. These ridges stood almost isolated, between broad flat valleys
of soft white marl scattered with flints, and with a pebbly
torrent-course in the middle. There was not a tree visible, scarcely
even a thorny shrub; the whole was like the dry basin of a former sea,
scoured by the rains, and washed down in places to the hard foundation
of metamorphic limestone, which underlies the whole district, and forms
precipices two thousand feet high over the shores of the Dead Sea.
The various observations which we were able to make as to the habits of
the Arabs, will form part of a subsequent chapter; it is sufficient here
to say that, though mere unlettered and ignorant savages, they have a
system of patriarchal government, a code of laws, morals, and habits of
hospitality and courtesy, which represent a rude kind of civilisation,
surpassing in many respects that of the peasantry, whom they despise;
but it is only by living long among these interesting nomadic tribes,
that one can really understand their motives and ideas.
On the 28th February I visited and surveyed part of the country south of
Wâdy Hasâsah, and of Wâdy el Ghâr, accompanied by Sheikh ’Abd el Gâder
only.
About noon we halted, under a blazing sun, in the middle of a plateau of
glaring white soil. A distant hillock was visible, on which sat a
solitary figure, singing a rude chant with considerable energy. Soon
after, a most extraordinary person approached us; an elderly man, with
grizzled beard and the true dusky complexion of the Bedawî, which
differs from the mahogany colour of the peasants and of the Tâ’amirah;
he had on a ragged indigo-coloured head-shawl, a sheepskin jacket, and a
very short shirt; his well-braced calves and thighs were bare, and his
feet, shod with sandals, were remarkable for the fine ankles. Over his
shoulder was slung a brass-bound flint-lock gun of portentous length;
and thus arrayed, he came jumping from rock to rock, like one of the
wild goats of his own desert, leading with him a boy of about ten or
twelve, who was clad simply in a shirt that once had been white.
This extraordinary figure came up close to the very feet of my guide,
whom he knew, and saluted him in the usual curt, imperious manner,
adopted by the Bedawîn when treading on uncertain ground. Their creed is
that a man should always appear terrible to his enemies, for which
reason nothing more disconcerts them, when affecting a menacing frown,
than a quiet smile or a question of a humorous nature; the champion at
once feels himself ridiculous, and generally grins or looks foolish.
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