Travels Into Bokhara (Volume 2 of 3): Being the Account of A Journey from India to Cabool, Tartary, and Persia; Also, Narrative of a Voyage on the Indus, From the Sea to Lahore, With Presents From the King of Great Britain; Performed Under the Orders of the Supreme Government of India, in the Years 1831, 1832, and 1833Burnes, Alexander, Sir
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Travels Into Bokhara (Volume 2 of 3): Being the Account of A Journey from India to Cabool, Tartary, and Persia; Also, Narrative of a Voyage on the Indus, From the Sea to Lahore, With Presents From the King of Great Britain; Performed Under the Orders of the Supreme Government of India, in the Years 1831, 1832, and 1833
Burnes, Alexander, Sir
Afghanistan -- Description and travel; Asia, Central -- Description and travel; Bukhoro (Uzbekistan) -- Description and travel; Burnes, Alexander, Sir, 1805-1841 -- Travel; Indus River Valley -- Description and travel
We were now informed that we were approaching the camp of the Khan of
Orgunje, which, it appears, was on the banks of the Moorghab, or Merve
river, considerably below the place of that name, and about thirty
miles distant from us. We set out at noon, and by the time the sun
had set, found ourselves among the ruins of forts and villages, now
deserted, which rose in castellated groups over an extensive plain. I
have observed that we had been gradually emerging from the sand-hills;
and these marks of human industry, which we had now approached, were
the ancient remnants of civilisation of the famous kingdom of Merve,
or, as our historians have erroneously called it, Meroo. Before we
had approached them, we had not wanted signs of our being delivered
from the ocean of sand, since several flocks of birds had passed
over us. As the mariner is assured by such indications that he nears
land, we had the satisfaction of knowing that we were approaching the
water, after a journey of 150 miles through a sterile waste, where we
had suffered considerable inconvenience from the want of it. We were
not yet within the pale of habitations; but after a cool and pleasant
march, over a perfectly flat and hard plain, every where interspersed
with forts and ruins, we found ourselves, about nine in the following
morning, at a large Toorkmun camp, (or, as it is called, an Oba,) near
the banks of the Moorghab. The name of the place was Khwaju Abdoolla,
and the whole colony sallied forth to meet the caravan. We took up a
position on a hillock about two or three hundred yards distant; and the
merchants instructed us to huddle together among themselves, and appear
lowly and humble. We did so, and the Toorkmuns of the encampment soon
crowded around us, begging for tobacco, for which they brought loads of
the most luscious melons, that we cut up, and enjoyed in the company of
camel drivers and slaves, braving the sun, though I cannot say to the
detriment of our already sun-burned complexions. It now was discovered
that the Orgunje camp lay on the other side of the river, which was not
fordable but in certain places; and the merchants decided that they
themselves, with all the Cafila-bashees, should forthwith proceed in
person to the spot, and use their utmost to conciliate the officer in
charge, for the Khan had returned within these few days to Khiva. Their
great object seemed to be to effect a discharge of the duties in the
spot where they were now encamped, since no one relished trusting their
property within reach of an Orgunje detachment. If the party prayed for
success, I can add that we were equally fervent, and the deputation
set out accordingly with the good wishes of every one. We were left
among the “oi polloi” of the caravan; and when night came, stretched
our felts under a clear and cloudless sky, and slept without fear or
anxiety from our man-selling neighbours. This state of security among
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