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第11章 BELA(10)

Chains were put under the wheels in place of drags,so that they should not slide,the drivers took the horses by the reins,and the descent began.On the right was a cliff,on the left a precipice,so deep that an entire village of Ossetes at the bottom looked like a swallow's nest.I shuddered,as the thought occurred to me that often in the depth of night,on that very road,where two wagons could not pass,a courier drives some ten times a year without climbing down from his rickety vehicle.One of our drivers was a Russian peasant from Yaro-slavl,the other,an Ossete.The latter took out the leaders in good time and led the shaft-horse by the reins,using every possible precaution --but our heedless compatriot did not even climb down from his box!When I remarked to him that he might put himself out a bit,at least in the interests of my portmanteau,for which Ihad not the slightest desire to clamber down into the abyss,he answered:

"Eh,master,with the help of Heaven we shall arrive as safe and sound as the others;it's not our first time,you know."And he was right.We might just as easily have failed to arrive at all;but arrive we did,for all that.And if people would only reason a little more they would be convinced that life is not worth taking such a deal of trouble about.

Perhaps,however,you would like to know the conclusion of the story of Bela?In the first place,this is not a novel,but a collection of travelling-notes,and,consequently,I cannot make the staff-captain tell the story sooner than he actually proceeded to tell it.Therefore,you must wait a bit,or,if you like,turn over a few pages.Though I do not advise you to do the latter,because the crossing of Mount Krestov (or,as the erudite Gamba calls it,le mont St.

Christophe)is worthy of your curiosity.

Krestov is an adjective meaning "of the cross"(Krest=cross);and,of course,is not the Russian for "Christophe."Well,then,we descended Mount Gut into the Chertov Valley...There's a romantic desig-nation for you!Already you have a vision of the evil spirit's nest amid the inaccessible cliffs --but you are out of your reckoning there.The name "Chertov"is derived from the word cherta (boundary-line)and not from chort (devil),because,at one time,the valley marked the boundary of Georgia.We found it choked with snow-drifts,which reminded us rather vividly of Saratov,Tambov,and other charming localities of our fatherland.

"Look,there is Krestov!"said the staff-captain,when we had descended into the Chertov Valley,as he pointed out a hill covered with a shroud of snow.Upon the summit stood out the black outline of a stone cross,and past it led an all but imperceptible road which travellers use only when the side-road is obstructed with snow.Our drivers,declaring that no avalanches had yet fallen,spared the horses by conducting us round the mountain.At a turning we met four or five Ossetes,who offered us their services;and,catching hold of the wheels,proceeded,with a shout,to drag and hold up our cart.And,in-deed,it is a dangerous road;on the right were masses of snow hanging above us,and ready,it seemed,at the first squall of wind to break off and drop into the ravine;the narrow road was partly covered with snow,which,in many places,gave way under our feet and,in others,was converted into ice by the action of the sun by day and the frosts by night,so that the horses kept falling,and it was with difficulty that we ourselves made our way.On the left yawned a deep chasm,through which rolled a torrent,now hiding beneath a crust of ice,now leaping and foaming over the black rocks.In two hours we were barely able to double Mount Krestov --two versts in two hours!Meanwhile the clouds had descended,hail and snow fell;the wind,burst-ing into the ravines,howled and whistled like Nightingale the Robber.Soon the stone cross was hidden in the mist,the billows of which,in ever denser and more compact masses,rushed in from the east...

A legendary Russian hero whose whistling knocked people down.

Concerning that stone cross,by the way,there exists the strange,but widespread,tradition that it had been set up by the Emperor Peter the First when travelling through the Caucasus.

In the first place,however,the Emperor went no farther than Daghestan;and,in the second place,there is an inscription in large letters on the cross itself,to the effect that it had been erected by order of General Ermolov,and that too in the year 1824.Nevertheless,the tradition has taken such firm root,in spite of the inscription,that really you do not know what to believe;the more so,as it is not the custom to believe inscriptions.

To reach the station Kobi,we still had to descend about five versts,across ice-covered rocks and plashy snow.The horses were exhausted;we were freezing;the snowstorm droned with ever-increasing violence,exactly like the storms of our own northern land,only its wild melodies were sadder and more melancholy.

"O Exile,"I thought,"thou art weeping for thy wide,free steppes!There mayest thou unfold thy cold wings,but here thou art stifled and confined,like an eagle beating his wings,with a shriek,against the grating of his iron cage!""A bad look out,"said the staff-captain.

"Look!There's nothing to be seen all round but mist and snow.At any moment we may tumble into an abyss or stick fast in a cleft;and a little lower down,I dare say,the Baidara has risen so high that there is no getting across it.

Oh,this Asia,I know it!Like people,like rivers!There's no trusting them at all!"The drivers,shouting and cursing,belaboured the horses,which snorted,resisted obstinately,and refused to budge on any account,notwith-standing the eloquence of the whips.

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