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Updated: June 9, 2025
Despatched suddenly to that vaguely known country, he could have taken the mythical manuscript to revise on the journey: the convoy could have been attacked by a horde of Kurds or such-like desperadoes, all could have been slain save a fortunate handful, and the manuscript could have been looted as an important political document and carried off into Eternity.
So Anim Singh came now, and Ranjoor Singh repeated to him what he had just told me. Anim Singh laughed. "Leave the Kurds to fight it out below, then!" said he. "While they fight, let us eat up distance into Persia, gold and all!" Ranjoor Singh, with the night mist sparkling like jewels on his beard, eyed him in silence for a minute.
In the breathing-time allowed, Arabs, Kurds, and Armenians discussed and planned together revolt from the moribund Osmanli, and, separately, the mutual massacre and plundering of one another. Arab national organizations and nationalist journals sprang to life at Beirut and elsewhere. The revival of Arab empire was talked of, and names of possible capitals and kings were bandied about.
We sent a few Syrians in a hurry to warn the Armenians in the desert against those Kurds who had ridden to the south to intercept them, and tipped out two cartsful of corn that we could ill spare, putting our wounded in the empty carts. We had one-and-twenty wounded, many of them by our own riflemen. Then we rode on into the night, Ranjoor Singh urging us to utmost speed.
"Kagig tells me that the Kurds are riding down in hundreds from Kaisarich way. He says they'll arrive too late to loot the cities, but they're experts at hunting along the mountain range. Why not leave the lady to the tender ministrations of the Kurds!" "One 'ud think you and Kagig knew of buried treasure! Or has he promised to make you Duke of Zeitoon?" asked Will. "Tisn't right, Monty.
With facilities given them for their re-settlement, and with foreign protection to establish them, they will, beyond question, more than hold their own against the Kurds.
Talaat's official murder-scheme was not completed yet, but the Kurds, together with the Turks, had planned a local massacre at Geogtapa, which was stopped by the American doctor of this mission, Dr.
But, once explained, the plan was as obvious as the risk entailed, and they approved the one as swiftly as they despised the other. The Kurds below were not oblivious to the risk of reprisals from the hills, and we spent five minutes picking out the men posted to keep watch, making careful note of their positions.
"That smoke might be the castle we were in last night. See it's red underneath. What'll you bet me Kurds don't show up in pursuit before the day's an hour old?" That was nothing to bet about, and that kind of dawn is not the hour for roseate optimism. "If they come," said I, "I hope I don't live to see what they'll do to the women." Fred met my eyes and laughed. "That's all right," he said.
"You shall have all the gold of this next convoy, if you will ride back to Wassmuss and agree that you and your men shall be the escort to Afghanistan." "Who shall guard this pass if I ride back?" the Kurd asked. "I!" said Ranjoor Singh. "I and my men will wait here for the gold. Leave me a few of your men to be guides and to keep peace between us and other Kurds among these mountains.
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