《curious republic of gondour》

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where; it is said; the fine mailed and plumed; noble…natured; maiden…
rescuing; wrong…redressing; adventure…seeking knight of romance is
accepted and believed in by the peasantry with pleasing simplicity; while
they reject with scorn the plain; unpolished verdict whereby history
exposes him as a braggart; a ruffian; a fantastic vagabond; and an
ignoramus。

All romance aside; what shape would our admiration of the heroes of Ashby
de la Zouch be likely to take; in this practical age; if those worthies
were to rise up and come here and perform again the chivalrous deeds of
that famous passage of arms?  Nothing but a New York jury and the
insanity plea could save them from hanging; from the amiable Bois…
Guilbert and the pleasant Front…de…Boeuf clear down to the nameless
ruffians that entered the riot with unpictured shields and did their
first murder and acquired their first claim to respect that day。  The
doings of the so…called 〃chivalry〃 of the Middle Ages were absurd enough;
even when they were brutally and bloodily in earnest; and when their
surroundings of castles and donjons; savage landscapes and half…savage
peoples; were in keeping; but those doings gravely reproduced with tinsel
decorations and mock pageantry; by bucolic gentlemen with broomstick
lances; and with muffin…rings to represent the foe; and all in the midst
of the refinement and dignity of a carefully…developed modern
civilisation; is absurdity gone crazy。

Now; for next exhibition; let us have a fine representation of one of
those chivalrous wholesale butcheries and burnings of Jewish women and
children; which the crusading heroes of romance used to indulge in in
their European homes; just before starting to the Holy Land; to seize and
take to their protection the Sepulchre and defend it from 〃pollution。〃






CURIOUS RELIC FOR SALE

     〃For sale; for the benefit of the Fund for the Relief of the Widows
     and Orphans of Deceased Firemen; a Curious Ancient Bedouin Pipe;
     procured at the city of Endor in Palestine; and believed to have
     once belonged to the justly…renowned Witch of Endor。  Parties
     desiring to examine this singular relic with a view to purchasing;
     can do so by calling upon Daniel S。。 119 and 121 William street; New
     York〃

As per advertisement in the 〃Herald。〃  A curious old relic indeed; as I
had a good personal right to know。  In a single instant of time; a long
drawn panorama of sights and scenes in the Holy Land flashed through my
memorytown and grove; desert; camp; and caravan clattering after each
other and disappearing; leaping me with a little of the surprised and
dizzy feeling which I have experienced at sundry times when a long
express train has overtaken me at some quiet curve and gone whizzing; car
by car; around the corner and out of sight。  In that prolific instant I
saw again all the country from the Sea of Galilee and Nazareth clear to
Jerusalem; and thence over the hills of Judea and through the Vale of
Sharon to Joppa; down by the ocean。  Leaving out unimportant stretches of
country and details of incident; I saw and experienced the following…
described matters and things。  Immediately three years fell away from my
age; and a vanished time was restored to me September; 1867。  It was a
flaming Oriental daythis one that had come up out of the past and
brought along its actors; its stage…properties; and scenic effectsand
our party had just ridden through the squalid hive of human vermin which
still holds the ancient Biblical name of Endor; I was bringing up the
rear on my grave four…dollar steed; who was about beginning to compose
himself for his usual noon nap。  My! only fifteen minutes before how the
black; mangy; nine…tenths naked; ten…tenths filthy; ignorant; bigoted;
besotted; hungry; lazy; malignant; screeching; crowding; struggling;
wailing; begging; cursing; hateful spawn of the original Witch had
swarmed out of the caves in the rocks and the holes and crevices in the
earth; and blocked our horses' way; besieged us; threw themselves in the
animals' path; clung to their manes; saddle…furniture; and tails; asking;
beseeching; demanding 〃bucksheesh!  bucksheesh!  BUCKSHEESH!〃  We had
rained small copper Turkish coins among them; as fugitives fling coats
and hats to pursuing wolves; and then had spurred our way through as they
stopped to scramble for the largess。  I was fervently thankful when we
had gotten well up on the desolate hillside and outstripped them and left
them jawing and gesticulating in the rear。  What a tempest had seemingly
gone roaring and crashing by me and left its dull thunders pulsing in my
ears!

I was in the rear; as I was saying。  Our pack…mules and Arabs were far
ahead; and Dan; Jack; Moult; Davis; Denny; Church; and Birch (these names
will do as well as any to represent the boys) were following close after
them。  As my horse nodded to rest; I heard a sort of panting behind me;
and turned and saw that a tawny youth from the village had overtaken me
a true remnant and representative of his ancestress the Witcha
galvanised scurvy; wrought into the human shape and garnished with
ophthalmia and leprous scarsan airy creature with an invisible shirt…
front that reached below the pit of his stomach; and no other clothing to
speak of except a tobacco…pouch; an ammunition…pocket; and a venerable
gun; which was long enough to club any game with that came within
shooting distance; but far from efficient as an article of dress。

I thought to myself; 〃Now this disease with a human heart in it is going
to shoot me。〃  I smiled in derision at the idea of a Bedouin daring to
touch off his great…grandfather's rusty gun and getting his head blown
off for his pains。  But then it occurred to me; in simple school…boy
language; 〃Suppose he should take deliberate aim and 'haul off' and fetch
me with the butt…end of it?〃  There was wisdom in that view of it; and I
stopped to parley。  I found he was only a friendly villain who wanted a
trifle of bucksheesh; and after begging what he could get in that way;
was perfectly willing to trade off everything he had for more。  I believe
he would have parted with his last shirt for bucksheesh if he had had
one。  He was smoking the 〃humbliest〃 pipe I ever sawa dingy; funnel…
shaped; red…clay thing; streaked and grimed with oil and tears of
tobacco; and with all the different kinds of dirt there are; and thirty
per cent。 of them peculiar and indigenous to Endor and perdition。  And
rank?  I never smelt anything like it。  It withered a cactus that stood
lifting its prickly hands aloft beside the trail。  It even woke up my
horse。  I said I would take that。  It cost me a franc; a Russian kopek;
a brass button; and a slate pencil; and my spendthrift lavishness so won
upon the son of the desert that he passed over his pouch of most
unspeakably villainous tobacco to me as a free gift。  What a pipe it was;
to be sure!  It had a rude brass…wire cover to it; and a little coarse
iron chain suspended from the bowl; with an iron splinter attached to
loosen up the tobacco and pick your teeth with。  The stem looked like the
half of a slender walking…stick with the bark on。

I felt that this pipe had belonged to the original Witch of Endor as soon
as I saw it; and as soon as I smelt it; I knew it。  Moreover; I asked the
Arab cub in good English if it was not so; and he answered in good Arabic
that it was。  I woke up my horse and went my way; smoking。  And presently
I said to myself reflectively; 〃If there is anything that could make a
man deliberately assault a dying cripple; I reckon may be an unexpected
whiff from this pipe would do it。〃  I smoked along till I found I was
beginning to lie; and project murder; and steal my own things out of one
pocket and hide them in another; and then I put up my treasure; took off
my spurs and put them under my horse's tail; and shortly came tearing
through our caravan like a hurricane。

From that time forward; going to Jerusalem; the Dead Sea; and the Jordan;
Bethany; Bethlehem; and everywhere; I loafed contentedly in the rear and
enjoyed my infamous pipe and revelled in imaginary villany。  But at the
end of two weeks we turned our faces toward the sea and journeyed over
the Judean hills; and through rocky defiles; and among the scenes that
Samson knew in his youth; and by and by we touched level ground just at
night; and trotted off cheerily over the plain of Sharon。  It was
perfectly jolly for three hours; and we whites crowded along together;
close after the chief Arab muleteer (all the pack…animals and the other
Arabs were miles in the rear); and we laughed; and chatted; and argued
hotly about Samson; and whether suicide was a sin or not; since Paul
speaks of Samson distinctly as being saved and in heaven。  But by and by
the night air; and the duskiness; and the weariness of eight hours in the
saddle; began to tell; and conversation flagged and finally died out
utterly。  The squeak…squeaking of the saddles grew very distinct;
occasionally somebody sighed; or started to hum a tune and gave it up;
now and then a horse sneezed。  These things only emphasised the solemnity
and the stillness。  Everybody got 
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