The Holy Man, motionless, gaunt, his eyes filled with the peace of Allah, the one and only God, stood afar off, outlined against the moonlight, watching two horsemen fleeing for their lives across the desert.
Pursued by a band of Arabs which hunted them for murder done in the far, fair City of Damascus and had hunted them throughout the Peninsula, they headed for the Mountains of Death towering in the limitless sands of the burning desert and cut off from the world by the silvery belt of quicksands which surround them completely.
Uninhabited by beast or human being within the memory of man and the memory of his fathers, and his fathers’ fathers, yet did the wandering story-teller, as he flitted from town to village, from Bedouin camp to verdant1 oasis2, make song or story of the legend which has clung to the pile of volcanic3 rock throughout the centuries.
A story which either moved the listener to shouts of derisive4, unbelieving laughter or held him still, lost in wonderment and dreams.
A legend recounted in this day of grace by the Arabian story-teller to Bedouins, sitting entranced under the stars or the moon, yet which had been inscribed5 upon a highly decorated vellum by the Holy Palladius in the fifth century of our Lord, which record of early holy church[10] was lost in the burning and sacking of a famous library in the more Christian6 times of the last ten turbulent years.
The story of a miraculous7 light, which, so read the vellum, led the Holy Fathers across the sands of death, over which they did most safely pass, to find within the mountains the further miracle of fresh, sparkling water, palm groves8 of luscious9 kholas dates, stretches of durra and grass, coarse enough to be woven into shirts, with which to replace, in the passing of the years, the shirts of hair which covered the attenuated10 bodies of the thirty-odd early Christian Fathers.
There, within the secret oasis, so went the legend, the holy men who fled the temptations and persecutions of the world and sought safety and salvation11 in penance12 and pilgrimage, built a monastery13 to the glory of God, and there, so it was to be supposed, they must have died, with the exception of one, who, following the casting of lots, had been sent forth14 from the miraculous oasis upon a mission to acquaint the Holy Palladius of the community’s whereabouts.
The vellum had witnessed the Holy Father’s safe arrival at his journey’s end, but of his return to the Sanctuary15, as was the poetical16 name given the place by the renowned17 Palladius, there had been no mention.
A fair legend to endure throughout the passing of the centuries, a sweet story in a land of thirst and death and dire18 privation, a tantalizing19 word-picture to those who knew the shifting sands to be impassable.
The Holy Man pondered upon the legend as he watched the horsemen tearing towards the quicksands and certain death, then, with the beads20 of Mecca slipping between his fingers, turned and continued his pilgrimage due south, the south where the wind blows hottest and the sands burn the sandal from off even holy feet.
And Mohammed-Abd, accused of the murder of a wealthy, flint-hearted usurer in the fair, far City of[11] Damascus, turned to the handsome youth who, loving him as a brother, had helped him to escape, so far, from the vengeance21 of the flint-hearted usurer’s relatives.
“The mare22 faileth, Boy of the Wondrous23 Eyes! I fear a spear or a bullet shall find its home in her body, or in mine, before she reaches yonder mass of rocks.”
Yussuf laughed and turned in his seat and looked back, shading the beautiful, almond-shaped, long-lashed eyes which had earned him his nickname and had got him into more trouble even than usually befalls a handsome youth in the Arabian Peninsula.
“There is the length of many spears yet between us, brother. Lie upon the neck of Lulah, the mare, so that the wind of her great speed be not counted against her. The swiftest mare in all Nejd, yet in endurance of but little count. Behold25 is there a light at the foot of the mountains moving this way and that way? Perchance ’tis one who lives amongst the rocks and who watches with intent to succour us. Allah be praised that the sands lie flat under our horses’ feet, though by the wool! would He be thrice praised if, in His mercy and compassion26, He were to twist the feet of the horses which follow us and so break their riders’ necks.”
The mountains seemed within spear-length, the quicksands showed one with the desert, silvery, smooth, when the mare stumbled just as a bullet whistled past, singeing27 the streaming mane.
She was up on her dainty, unshod feet upon the instant, racing28 for safety with the last effort of her gallant29 heart, when Mohammed-Abd turned and yelled defiance30 at his pursuers.
“Ista’jil!” he yelled, “Ista’jil!”
Everyday words, which merely mean “make haste,” but destined31 to become a battle cry which, in after years, struck terror in the hearts of those who heard it, from Oman to Hajaz.
In reply came a volley of firing, mixed with derisive[12] and insulting words, lost in the din24 of shouting and hoofs32 upon the sand.
“Follow me, brother!” shouted Yussuf, as he pressed his mare with his knees.
Ahead a greenish light danced this way and that, backwards33 and forwards, and to it Yussuf rode his mare, with Mohammed-Abd close upon his heels.
They followed the will-o’-the-wispish light formed by the gas floating above the quicksands, mixing with the wind when it blew from the south, and fled upon the narrow path over which it danced. A path formed perchance by the top of some mountain chain thrusting through the desert; hidden throughout the centuries by the inch or so, not more, of sand which overlapped34 it from the treacherous35, seething36, ever-moving sea of death; a way to safety discovered to the Holy Fathers and the fugitives37 before the law by Allah the merciful, the one and only God.
Over it they passed safely, with, if they had but known it, barely the breadth of a hand to spare, upon either side of the exhausted38 mare; they slipped from the saddle and pulled the panting beasts back into the shadows just as, with much triumphant39 shouting and firing of rifles, the pursuing Arabs, riding in a straight line, plunged40, yelling, screaming, down into the quicksands’ suffocating41 depths.
The miracle of the fifth century had been explained at last.
An hour later, when the stars shone down upon a scene of perfect peace, Yussuf laughed and pulled at the spear hurled42 by an Arab in one last effort of revenge before sinking to his death.
It did not move. Stuck fast between two rocks it remained for all time, a sign to mark the commencement of the only means of communication between the Sanctuary and the pitiless, burning desert.
“Methinks we are no better off, brother. If, by the[13] grace of Allah, we find again the hidden path by which we crossed this sea of death, yet have we neither drop of water nor date-stone left with which to stifle43 the pangs44 of hunger and thirst, of which we surely die if we move not from this ledge45 of rock.”
He looked up to the top width of a great V which cleft46 the mountains half-way down the side, and from the narrowest point of which there seemed to stretch a path to where the spear marked the beginning of the secret path.
Then he stretched his hand and touched the rock behind the spear, and with finger upon cracked lips softly called Mohammed-Abd, who came quickly upon tiptoe.
“Let us go warily47, brother, yet let us go in search of those who inhabit the heart of the mountains, so that they help us in our need.”
They passed their fingers over the rough cross hacked48 in the rock as a sign of his return by the Christian who, in the fifth century, had been sent upon a mission to the Holy Palladius; then, hobbling the mares, crept in the shadows from rock to rock, up the path leading to the narrowest point of the great cleft, which made the one opening in the mountains, slitting49 them to a spot midway between the foot and crest50.
Famished51 and almost crazed with thirst, the two men hid in blackest shadow, listening for a sound, peering for a sight of those who had marked the way up with rough crosses cut upon the rocks; then, alert, apprehensive52, stopping to listen at every yard, crept noiselessly to the opening of the cleft. Through it they passed like shadows, and on down a steeper, broader path to a great plateau, on the edge of which they stopped, staring in amazement53.
“A mirage54!” whispered Mohammed-Abd in hoarse55 tones, then, crouching56, ran across the plateau and fell upon his knees and to his full length upon the bank of a sparkling, rushing river.
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Whence came the unknown, miraculous water? It flowed from the eastern side of the mountains; it twisted in the shape of a big S in the middle of the fertile plain; it disappeared through a narrow cleft in the western side with the thundering, rushing sound of water falling into space.
The waters of the Wadi Hanifa which flow through Woshim and Ared more or less abundantly, according to the season, have so far not been traced after they disappear in the fertile district of Yemama. Do they flow below the surface to the Persian Gulf57? or on into the terrible desert, to be absorbed in the ever greedy sand? Are these the waters which show above ground for a few blessed yards in the secret heart of the Mountains of Death, cut off by the quicksands from the needy58 sons of the desert who depend upon the scanty59, brackish60 water of deep wells, and vapours carried uncertainly on certain winds from the Persian Gulf, and which are lost once they pass above the hamads, those red-hot, dust-laden, scorching61, terrible limestone62 plains?
Or does a subterranean63 river flow through the bowels64 of some chain of mountains stretching below the surface of the Peninsula from sea to sea, wrapped in the desert sand?
Maybe!
And may not the short mountain ranges dotted throughout Arabia’s deserts be the topmost peaks of that great hidden chain, and the miraculous waters hidden in the Mountains of Death be part of that lost river, escaping through its prison walls in the one spot where the rocks have been worn, during the centuries, by the rush and the fret65 of the waters below and the wind and the storm above?
Fantastic theory. And yet who knows? Who will ever know?
But there it is, and doubtlessly there it always will be, forming an inaccessible66 oasis, with sweet water and groves of date palms, and stretches of wheat and barley[15] descended67 from the grain sown from the Holy Fathers’ scanty store centuries ago; a quiet spot, with cotton shrubs68 and vines, coffee plants and durra, climbing gentle slopes covered in rich, coarse grass, and herbs and flowers of every kind which spring from the seeds blown upon the wind or carried by the birds which swarm69 where water is to be found.
“No mirage, brother,” whispered Yussuf. “Yet must we go warily, with eyes in our heads and hands upon our weapons, for methinks the inhabitants hide and spy upon us from the rocks, waiting the fortunate moment to fall upon us.”
He passed his hand over the first of a short flight of steps leading down to the water and worn smooth by the passage of holy feet. “By the marks upon the steps there is much going and coming, and a good harvest about us. Food for the eating and for the drinking, water, the beverage70 prescribed for man by Mohammed the prophet of Allah, the one and only God.” He touched the amulet72 of good luck which hung about his neck and lay quite still, his hand upon his friend’s arm, looking about him in the shadows and up at the birds of all sizes which, disturbed by the intrusion, flew distractedly in every direction. “Stay thou here, brother. I will drink a while, then will I go and fetch thee dates, and if I meet the inhabitants of this corner of Paradise, set in the midst of suffering, will ask of them hospitality—if they be friendly—or the way back across the hidden path by which we entered if they prove otherwise, quickening their tongues, if there be hesitation73, with this.”
He loosened the broad, crooked74 dagger75 in his cummerbund, and, descending76 the rough steps, threw himself down to drink until he came wellnigh to bursting. Replete77, he rose and walked apart some feet and looked around him and stood amazed, overcome by a strange awe78, then, beckoning79 Mohammed-Abd who drank at the river’s edge, crept like a shadow across the plateau and up a steep[16] flight of steps made by the laying of boulders80 one upon the other.
The ruins of the monastery, which had been hidden from the fugitives by a great mass of jutting81 rock which swept down almost to the water’s edge, lay silent, forsaken82, upon the natural terraces of the mountainside. In the strong black-and-white shadow and moonlight the rough walls showed no sign of the devastating83 hand of time, and hid the remains84 of roofs which, from want of repair, had at last caved in and fallen upon the rock floors. The windows of the cells, thirty in all, showed like black patches painted upon a grey background; thirty doorways85 gaped86 desolate87; the dust of ages covered stones worn by the passing to and fro of bare feet, some more, some less, according to the span of years allotted88 to each holy man.
How had the holy men worked? How had they built to the glory of God with no other implements89 than their hands and the strength of their muscles and their vows90?
The walls of the cells, the chapel91 and the refectory were two feet thick and built of pieces of granite92 of various sizes, fitted together in rough, mosaic93 fashion; they had stood throughout the centuries just as they had been put together, without loss of a single stone, just as the trunks of palms, rough-hewn by patience and sharpened stones, had stood, in ones or in columns, to support the roofs composed of other trunks of palms, laid crosswise and covered in laced leaves.
Later was discovered a place, high upon the mountainside, to the edge of which boulders, both great and small, had evidently been pushed and hurled to the rocks below, to be smashed to bits, out of which bits doubtlessly had been picked the pieces necessary to the task of building.
How many years had it taken to build the chapel? How much strength to carry the square slab94, which had formed the altar, up the mountainside and to prop71 it upon four supports? How much patience to build up[17] the pointed95 fa?ade and to pluck out the stones from the middle until a clear cross, formed by space, showed against the blazing sky or the star-studded velvet96 of the night?
Why had they built? For joy? For penance? The latter probably, for the buildings, which spread terrace above terrace, must have far outreached the need of the holy men.
For many minutes Yussuf stood staring up at this mystery of the desert, and then, slowly, step by step, pulled by the strength of the unknown, halting to listen, hastening to gain the shadows, climbed the rough steps and reached the chapel door.
He stood staring down at the floor littered with stones and across to the altar, before which lay a skull97, gleaming in a shaft98 of moonlight. Making the sign to scare away evil spirits, he stepped across the holy place, though not for a king’s ransom99 would he have touched the white bones of Father Augustine, the last of the holy men, who had laid himself down to die before the altar, upon which had been roughly chipped a cross.
“Christians!” whispered Yussuf, slipping the rosary of Mecca between his fingers. “Infidels!”
Like a great cat he crept out of the place and up the steps leading to the thirty cells, where, upon the stone floors, showed the marks made by the holy men who had fled the world and the luxury of soft beds. He climbed yet twelve steps more to the refectory, where thirty stones, more or less flat, stood in the circle the holy men had formed for meals or recreation; and up again to other buildings, both great and small, built to what purpose it will never be known; then fled the silent, deserted100 place, slipping, stumbling down the steps to the plateau, where waited his friend.
Side by side, warily, noiselessly, they climbed to the tombs, high up upon the western flank, natural caves, upon the floors of which twenty-nine holy men slept the long sleep, each underneath101 a mound102 of stone.
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They lay there now, for all that is known, waiting for the last trump103 to call them back across the quicksands of time.
They sleep peacefully, undisturbed, for ruthless, savage104 as were the men who ultimately threw in their lot with Mohammed-Abd, criminals and outlaws106 every one, from every province and every tribe in the Peninsula, yet they respected the solemnity of that Christian burial ground and left the sleeping forms in peace.
And just as the first sunbeam slid over the mountaintops, filling the rocky bowl with golden light, the two men adopted the place as home.
An impregnable stronghold; a natural fortress107 in a waste place; a land of dates and water, upon which a man or many men could subsist108 for lack of better or more tasty nutriment; a citadel109 surrounded by a sea of death, yet connected with terra firma by a path of rock, which as a foundation cannot be bettered.
“ ... for if we have safely followed in the path of the thirty who sleep yonder,” argued Mohammed-Abd, looking up to the tombs in the rocks bathed in the glory of the sunrise; “why should not yet another thirty, fleeing before the law, and even thrice times thirty, come safely through the hungry sands? If two horses escaped the death, why should not two camels, with their feet as big and soft as the heart of one who leans unduly110 to the affections, cross that path, and, with violent lamentations and much urging, make their way down yon rocky road? And if two, why should not thirty of their brothers and sisters follow as safely, with thirty Nejdeen stallions and mares, as nimble as goats upon their dainty feet, behind them? And are we so weak that we could not carry sheep and goats, in young, across our saddle bows, so that they multiply in this place of plenty?” He looked up and around, stretching wide his arms. “Is there not place for man and beast and many of each? And are we not, O my brother, bidden by the[19] Great Prophet to succour those in distress111, are we not?”
In such-wise did Mohammed-Abd, the ambitious outlaw105, with Yussuf as his right hand, become the head of as daring a gang of brigands112 as had ever swept the highways of the desert.
And all went well with him, his harvests yielding abundantly, his wealth accumulating, his people and cattle waxing fat and multiplying throughout the years, until he took unto himself a wife, who died on bearing him a daughter.
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108 subsist | |
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