by a very winding and difficult road, for an hour
and a half; and during the whole of this descent they
were compelled to be inactive spectators of the fiendish
spectacle below. The Kalmucks, reduced by this
time from about six hundred thousand souls to two
hundred and 10 sixty thousand, and
after enduring for two months and a half the miseries
we have previously described—outrageous
heat, famine, and the destroying scimiter of the Kirghises
and the Bashkirs—had for the last ten days
been traversing a hideous desert, where no vestiges
were 15 seen of vegetation, and no drop
of water could be found. Camels and men were
already so overladen that it was a mere impossibility
that they should carry a tolerable sufficiency for
the passage of this frightful wilderness. On
the eighth day the wretched daily allowance, which
had 20 been continually diminishing,
failed entirely; and thus, for two days of insupportable
fatigue, the horrors of thirst had been carried to
the fiercest extremity. Upon this last morning,
at the sight of the hills and the forest scenery,
which announced to those who acted as guides
25 the neighborhood of the Lake of Tengis,
all the people rushed along with maddening eagerness
to the anticipated solace. The day grew hotter
and hotter, the people more and more exhausted; and
gradually, in the general rush forward to the lake,
all discipline and command were lost—all
30 attempts to preserve a rear guard were neglected—the
wild Bashkirs rode on amongst the encumbered people
and slaughtered them by wholesale, and almost without
resistance. Screams and tumultuous shouts proclaimed
the progress of the massacre; but none heeded—none
halted; all alike, pauper or noble, continued to rush
on with maniacal haste to the waters—all
with faces blackened by the heat preying upon the
liver and with tongue drooping from the mouth.
The cruel Bashkir was 5 affected by
the same misery, and manifested the same symptoms
of his misery, as the wretched Kalmuck; the murderer
was oftentimes in the same frantic misery as his murdered
victim—many, indeed (an ordinary effect
of thirst), in both nations had become lunatic, and
in this 10 state, whilst mere multitude
and condensation of bodies alone opposed any check
to the destroying scimiter and the trampling hoof,
the lake was reached; and to that the whole vast body
of enemies rushed, and together continued to rush,
forgetful of all things at that moment 15
but of one almighty instinct. This absorption
of the thoughts in one maddening appetite lasted for
a single half hour; but in the next arose the final
scene of parting vengeance. Far and wide the
waters of the solitary lake were instantly dyed red
with blood and gore: here rode a 20
party of savage Bashkirs, hewing off heads as fast
as the swaths fall before the mower’s scythe;
there stood unarmed Kalmucks in a death grapple with
their detested foes, both up to the middle in water,