showing how the ogre acquitted himself at gootabélla.
many and tragic were the tales narrated of the prowess of the ogre when the hot blood of youth boiled in his warrior veins. the first feat of his early days, ascribed to the year of the great comet, is still green in every recollection; and as it was recounted by ibrahim shehém, so was it vouched for by those of the danákil braves, who during the recital crowded around the watch-fire at gobaad.
the grey-bearded elders had sate for many nights in deep consultation, and the chicken-hearted of the débeni had exhausted all the usual epithets upon the countless number of the foe, and the consequences of rash and fool-hardy adventure, when the youthful chief raised his manly form in the circle, and his brawny proportions seemed to dilate into colossal stature in the dimness of the evening mist.
“listen to my words,” he exclaimed, “for they are the sentiments of my heart. children of lohe?ta, hearken to the voice of your leader! has the spirit of the foul hare entered into the breast of the warrior? is the shield no longer to clash, nor the broad spear to glitter in the valley of gobaad? are the débeni tamely to suffer their wives and their daughters to be carried into captivity, their flocks and their herds to be swept off, their wells to be taken possession of, and their very name made the scorn and the laughing-stock of the dastardly muda?to, without one struggle to prevent it? dust be upon my head if the brave sons of the desert should thus root themselves in a quiet spot, like the withered and dying acacia, without a single thorn to avenge an insult! rouse ye, my children, for in the name of the most holy prophet i will even dare the danger of the war; and ignominy sully the fame of him who shall suffer his chief to mingle singly in the strife.”
reseating his sinewy form upon the rock, lohe?ta covered his face in the folds of his garment, and in anxious silence awaited the result of this appeal. but the chord of feeling had been struck by a master hand. a low murmur of voices was quickly followed by the deep hum of approbation accompanying the confused clatter of the bucklers, and the elders, rising simultaneously, proclaimed, “it is the voice and the will of the most high. even so let it be!” the erect spears sank with one accord to the ground, and the stern “ameen” of the assembled tribe, rolled ominously amongst the surrounding cliffs.
for some days after this harangue, the débeni maintained a peaceable demeanour: but it was now the still, treacherous calm which precedes the hurricane. the galeyla muda?to, who had already possessed themselves of all the choicest grazing grounds in the neighbourhood, and completely closed the caravan route from abyssinia to the sea-coast, meanwhile continued their depredations with impunity; one subdivision of the tribe settling in the small valley of gootabélla, where they erected permanent habitations, and boasted of their unmolested vicinity to the graves of the ancestors of lohe?ta.
the galeyla subdivision of the great nation of muda?to had rendered itself more particularly obnoxious by its aggressions. many were the young men of gobaad who had fallen under their sharp knives. scornful taunts were ever rife upon the tips of their insulting tongues; and few indeed of the huts in the valley had not at some period sent forth the voice of wailing and lamentation for captive maids or for harried flocks. but the day of dire retribution was fast speeding on. the wane of the moon was the appointed signal of rendezvous to the heretofore slothful tribe; and as the darkness of the unlit night shrouded the valley and the hill, all those members of the clan whose spirit had not been utterly quelled by the frequent disasters experienced at the hand of the sanguinary invader, mustered around their youthful chief.
silently, like the descending wreath of snow, the files of warriors poured in from every quarter of his extensive though distracted domain. the nation had responded to the call of its leader; and the wrinkled brow, and the full oily cheek: the thin sinewy shank of the veteran, and the graceful form of the untried but aspiring stripling, were soon mingled together. the sun set upon a busy scene in the lone valley of gobaad. two thousand savages, enjoying the rude feast that had been amply provided for their wants, were engaged in close whispering consultation on the coming strife; and wrought to a pitch of frenzy by the spirit-stirring words of their warlike chief, no less than by the exhortations of his wily emissaries, who ever and anon mixed with the carousing groups, to feed their panting passions against the hereditary foe, each warrior firmly clenched his teeth in dread determination, whilst he whetted his sharp weapon to the keenest edge upon the nearest stone.
as the fire blazed brightly upon shield, and spear, and stalwart frame, lohe?ta moved forth in front of his enclosure, buckled for the fray. his active form was fully revealed by the fitful flame; and a dark smile played for the moment over his stern visage, as his followers, rising with one accord, unsheathed their murderous creeses, and, bursting into a loud murmur of applause, swore by the sacred volume that the steel should that night reek in the hot blood of the accursed muda?to.
placing himself at the head of his animated retainers, the chief now led the advancing van, and the tramp of the eager savage fell light over the steep mountain and the boundless plain. deep darkness was esteemed of small account by these children of the desert, who, like the course of the falling thunderbolt, held on their progress in the true direction. starting as the dense phalanx advanced, the timid gazelle scoured in terror over the valley, and the prowling lion yielded the path to men who were now in a mood not less desperate than his own.
the last rocky defile gained, a deep impenetrable gloom pervaded the scene. the very stars were hid under a partial mist, and naught gave token of the habitation or the presence of man, save at intervals the disturbed bleat of captive débeni flocks. “they were ours once,” scornfully muttered the chief betwixt his closed teeth, “and wullah! if there be faith in the sharp steel of a true believer, they shall this night return to their pastures.”
“all know the valley of gootabélla,” observed the narrator, “closely hemmed in on three sides by towering cliffs, over one perpendicular rock at the neck of which, the river cheka?to, leaping, extends its sandy bed throughout the entire centre, so that ten resolute spirits might defend the only outlet against countless legions. none save the sons of asses would have pitched their tents in that spot; but the galeyla were overweeningly conceited and vain of their exploits, and held in utter contempt the dispossessed proprietors of the soil, whom they had hitherto so easily despoiled.”
no timely note of alarm announced the approach of danger; and the noiseless step of the foe gliding unheard round the devoted hamlet, it was encompassed on every side. infuriate warriors in appalling silence beleaguered the narrow aperture of each matted wigwam. the recollection of captive and murdered relatives, of burning huts and harried flocks, entered deep into the stern soul of each grim assailant; and as the edge of the naked creese was passed cautiously along the finger, a prayer was breathed on high to the throne of the eternal avenger.
the unsuspecting inmates of every abode were hushed in deep repose. the spear lay entangled in the folds of the scattered garments, the shield had been cast idly in the corner, and the warrior, surrounded by his wives and little ones, was wrapped in peaceful rest, such as he was wont to enjoy when lulled by the gentle murmur of the breaking waves of the bahr el shub, in his own far distant land.
the suffocating fumes of smoke soon stole upon the sense of the drowsy slumberers; the crackling of flames aroused all abruptly from their dreams of security, and the lurid glare that enveloped the blazing hamlet caused each affrighted inmate to rush to the door, where the crooked steel, driven by the hand of desperate revenge, was sheathed in many a bare bosom.
sudden, electric, and complete was the surprise, and vain were the efforts of the unarmed warrior. lohe?ta raged through the scene like the demon of the angry element, and each follower ruthlessly strove to emulate his example. a dozen spear-blades transfixed the body of every fugitive. two thousand of the foe fell during the murderous onslaught; and in that fearful night all ancient injuries were well washed out in the warm blood of the muda?to.
the pent-up wrath of the savage, like the checked waters of an impetuous mountain torrent, bursting all bounds, careered along without restraint. mockery and insult were bandied back to the frantic screams of the women, as their tender babes were barbarously pitched into the hissing flame; and the red sun rose above the beetling crags to witness a frightful scene of carnage and desolation.
flocks and herds had burst from their folds, and betaken themselves to the wilderness. scorched and mangled bodies thickly strewed the ground, or lay half consumed among the smouldering embers of the pile. the groans of the dying mingled with the bitter wailing of captive females bereft of husband and offspring; and the chief surrounded by his exulting host sat in grim triumph beside the dense column of smoke, which with an eddying flame ascended high into the vault of heaven from the black and burning monument to débeni vengeance.
a deep fissure in the bowels of the hill had given refuge to a determined few who had sought safety within its rocky sides: but the keen eye was not long in discovering the track of the fugitives; and the insatiate chieftain, speeding upon the trail, tore from the aperture the thorns and overhanging shrubs, and dashed into the cave with spear and buckler. the only resistance made during the foray was in this last stronghold; and lohe?ta received a deep wound on the breast, the scar of which will be borne to his grave. desperation nerved the limbs of the surviving galeyla, who, well knowing that no quarter would be granted, sullenly fought on with the few weapons they had snatched up in their hurried flight; but all died in the unequal strife upon the spot where they had taken their last stand.
crowned with brilliant success, the return of the dauntless young chief from his first expedition was swelled by troops of captive maids and by the pillaged herds of years. but the triumph had been achieved with no trifling loss to his clan. the bodies of thirteen braves, borne by their comrades upon green branches of the palm, closed the order of march, and the war-chorus pealed wildly among the rocks as the victorious host poured back through the valley of gobaad.
a burst of savage acclamation, which rose shrill and high in the noontide heat from the assembled population, was succeeded by a solemn pause as the dread tidings were imparted to the relatives of the fallen. a path was cleared through the now hushed and silent phalanx, whilst muffled females, beating their bare breasts, passed towards the biers between the open ranks. the boldest and the bravest had been untimely cut off; and their widows, throwing themselves upon the lifeless bodies, indulged for a season in the most piercing shrieks and extravagant grief. but the deep loud chaunt of the elders, “it is the decree of the most high,” drowned the hysterical sobs of the bereaved; and the host again moved on in boisterous mirth to indulge, after the successful foray, according to the bent of their inclinations, and prepare for a series of achievements, which have since cleared the surrounding plains.
to this day none but the boldest dare, after nightfall, to enter the valley of skulls. the moans of the galeyla warriors who fell in the affray are heard amidst the funereal sighing of the wind; the plaintive song of the bedouin maid still chronicles the event; and long will be remembered in the red house of muda?to the night of the massacre of gootabélla.
