The Chevalier D’Arvieux’s Travels In Arabia the Desert
Originally published London, 1718
CHAPTER XI Of the Arab Horses
from the KHAMSAT Volume 2 Number 1 January 1985
The Khamsat introduction:
This is a most amusing reprint from a very long time ago (1718) in a form
of English seldom seen or read in many years. We have reprinted it without
modifying any of the phrases or spellings so it will read somewhat differently
than we are used to but it provides some interesting insights into bedouin
life with their horses as observed nearly 300 years ago. We thank Dr. Sherman
Stinson for submitting it to us.
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There’s not the sorriest Arab but has his Horses. The Arabs had
rather be without the most necessary Things in the World, than want a Nag to
go about their Affairs, to seek their Fortunes upon the High-ways, and to make
their Escape from their Enemies with.
They usually ride upon Mares, as properest for their Business; Experience
has taught ‘em that they bear Fatigue, Hunger and Thirst better than Horses;
they are gentler, less vicious, and bring ‘em every Year a Colt, which they
presently sell, or keep it if it be a fine one and of a good Stock to make
Money of it when ’tis fit for Backing: Their Mares never neigh; which is very
convenient for ‘em in their Ambuscades to surprise Passengers; and they accustom
‘em so well to be together, that they will sometimes stand a whole Day, and
in great Numbers, without incommoding one another.
The Turks on the contrary, don’t love Mares: The Arabs sell
them their Horses which they won’t keep for Stallions, because of the Inconvenience
to ‘em in their Troops. They are never fix’d in any one Place’ they are all
People that go and come just where their Service calls ‘em: Their’s are Stone-horses,
and it would be impossible to govern ‘em if they smelt any mares amongst ‘em.
An Arab would not be reckon’d an honest Man if he had not a Mare to
bestride. They call her Serras, which is a general Name for Horses;
and they call a Horse Hhussan, which signifies only Curry’d or
a Curriable Creature. The Turks, on the contrary, think it a
Dishonour to mount a Mare, saying, that there is nothing so noble as a Horse;
that a Cavalier, who is to make all the World his Country, ought not to embarrass
himself with any sort of Female, nor any thing that may look like a kind of
Family.
I told you, that the common Arabs ne’er mind their own Genealogy; if
they do but know the fathers and Grandsires ’tis enough; They are usually unacquainted
with the very Name of the Predecessors or their Families; but they are very
curious about the Extraction of their Horses. There are some which they call Kehhilan,
that are noble; others Aatiq, that are of ancient Race, but match’d
below themselves; after those come the last Kind call’d Guidich, as
much as to say, a Pack-horse, or by way of contempt, a Jade, these are very
cheap’ the second are dearer, they are sold however at a venture, without proving
their Descent. They that understand ‘em well, find as beautiful and good one’s
among them, as among the first sort, and set no less Value on ‘em. They never
let the Mares of the first Rank be Cover’d but by a Stallion of the same Quality.
They know by long Custom the Race of all the Horses they or their Neighbours
have; they knowe the Name, the Surname, the Coat, and Marks of every Horse
and Mare in particular; and when they have no noble Horses of their own, they
borrow some of their Neighbours, paying so much Money, to Cover their Mares,
and that before Witness, who attest it under their Hand and Seal before the Emir’s Secretary,
or some other public Person, where the whole Generation, together with the
Names of the Creatures, is set down in Form. Witnesses are likewise call’d
when the Mare has Foal’d; and another Certificate is made; where they put down
the Sex, the Shape, the Coat, the Makes of the colt, and the time of its Birth,
which they give to the Party that buys it. Those Tickets determine the Price
of Horses; And they sell ‘em dear the least are worth Five hundred Crowns in
ready Money, or in Exchange against other Cattle, according as they bargain.
The Emir Turabeye had a Mare that he would not part with for Five thousand
Crowns, because she had travell’d three Days and three Nights without drawing
Bit, and by that means got him clear off from those that pursued him. Nothing
indeed was handsomer than that Mare, as well for her Size, her sharp, her Coat,
and her Marks, as for her Gentleness, her Strength, and her Swiftness. They
never tied her up when she was not bridled and saddled: She went into all the
Tents with a little colt of her’s, and so visited every body that us’d to kiss
her, make much of her, and give her anything. She would often go over a heap
of Children that were lying at the Bottom of the Tents, and would be a long
time looking where to step, as she came in or out, not to hurt ‘em.
There are few of that Price, but abundance of a Thousand, Twelve hundred,
Sixteen hundred, and Two thousand Crowns a-piece; and as there is a great deal
of Profit to be made of their Colts, their Owners join with other Arabs,
deducting their Share of the Sum she was agreed to be consider’d at, after
the Rate of Three, Four, or Five hundred Crowns a Leg, (that’s their way of
Bargaining.) Those who have none of the Value, join two, three, or four of
‘em together, and buy one: He that keeps her and makes use of her, is oblig’d
to maintain her; and when she has Foal’d, and the Colt is fit for Sale, they
sell it, and part the Money amongst ‘em.
A Marseilles Merchant that liv’d at Rama, was Part’ner so in
a Mare with an Arab whose Name was Abrahim Abou Vouasses: This
Mare, whose name was Touysse, besides her Beauty, her Youngness, and
her Price of Twelve hundred Crowns, was of that first noble Race. That Merchant
had her whole Genealogy, with her Descent both of the Sire’s and Mother’s side,
up to Five hundred Years of antiquity, all from public Records, and in the
Form I spoke of, Abrahim made frequent Journies to Rama to enquire
News of that Mare which he lov’d extremely. I have many a time had the Pleasure
to see him cry with Tenderness, whilst he was kissing and caressing her; he
would embrace her, would wipe her Eyes with his Handkerchief, would rub her
with his Shirt-Sleeves, would give her a thousand Blessings during whole Hours
that he would be talking to her: My Eyes, would he say to her, my
Soul, my Heart, must I be so Unfortunate as to have thee sold to so many Masters,
and not keep thee my self: I am yours, my Antelope : You know well enough,
my Honey, I have brought thee up like my Child’s; I never beat nor chid thee;
I made as much of thee as ever I could for my Life: God preserve thee, my Dearest;
thou art pretty, thou art sweet, thou are lovely; God defend thee from the
Looks of the Envious; and thousand such Things as these. He then embrac’d
her, kiss’d her Eyes, and went backward, bidding her the most tender Adieu’s.
This puts me in mind of an Arab of Tunis, whither I was sent to execute
a Treaty of Peace, who would not deliverer us a Mare which we had bought for
the King’s Stud. When he had put the Money in the Bag, he look’d wishfully
upon his Mare and begun to weep; Shall it be possible, said he, that
after having bred thee up in my House with so much Care, and had so much Service
from thee, I should be delivering thee up in Slavery to the Franks for
thy Reward? No, I will never do it, my-Dear; and with that he threw down
the Money upon the Table, embraced and kissed his Mare, and took her Home with
him again.
As the Arabs have only a Tent for their Horse, it serves ‘em too for
a Stable; the Mare, the Colt, the Man, the Wife, and the Children retire
thither and all pig together. There you’ll see little Children asleep upon
the Mare’s Belly, upon her’s and the Colt’s Neck, without the least harm from
those Creatures. ‘Tis said they durst not stir for fear of hurting ‘em. Those
mares are so us’d to live in that familiarity, that they bear any kind of Toying
with. The Arabs ne’er beat ‘em, they make much of ‘em, talk and reason
with ‘em; and take the greatest Care imaginable of ‘em; they always let ‘em
pace, and never spur ‘em without necessity; but as soon as ever they feel their
Belly tickled with the Corner of the Stirrop, they fly with such Swiftness
that the Rider had need have a good Head not to be stunn’d with it, as well
as with the Wind they raise in his Ears by the violent Agitation of the Air.
Those Mares leap Rivulets and Ditches as nimbly as Stags, and if the Rider
happens to fall whilst they are leaping or upon full speed, they instantly
stop and give him time to get up and mount.
All the Arabs Horses are Middle-siz’d, of a free, easy Shape, and rather
Lean than Fat. They dress ‘em very carefully Morning and Night; They have large
Curry-combs, which they use with both Hands; they afterwards rub ‘em with a
Wisp of Straw and Woollen Brush as long as there’s the least Soil upon the
Skin; they wash their Legs, Mane, and Tail, which they leave at its full length,
and but seldom comb it, not to break the Hair. They eat nothing all the Day,
in which time they give ‘em Drink twice or thrice, and every Evening half a
Bushel of very clean Barley in a Bag which they hang about their Head like
a Halter: They feed in the Night, and keep the Bag ’till the Morrow Morning,
when they eat up what is left. They litter ‘em every Evening with their own
Dung, when it has been dry’d in the Sun, and bruis’d between their Hands. They
think that the Dung dries away the ill Humours, and preserves ‘em from the Farcy;
they heap it up in the Morning, and in the height of Summer sprinkle it with
fresh Water, to keep it from overheating and breeding Corruption.
They turn their Horses out a grazing in March, when the Grass is pretty well
grown: Then it is that they get their Mares Cover’d; and they eat neither Grass
nor Hay anymore the whole Year. They never give ‘em any Straw but to heat ‘em
when they have been some time without an Inclination to drink; Barley alone
is all their Feeding.
They cut their Colts Manes as soon as ever they are a Year or Eighteen Months
old, to make ‘em grow handsomer; and they back ‘em at two Years, or two Years
and a half at most. They never tie ‘em up ’till then; after which they stand
bridled and saddled from Morning ’till Night at the Tent Door. They accustom
‘em so much to see the Lance, that when once it is fix’d upon the Ground, and
they are placed near it, they ne’er budge from it without any fast’ning; they
walk quite round without losing sight of it.
These Horses are not often sick; The Arabs are all good Horsemen, and
know their Distempers, and every thing that is necessary to cure and manage
‘em; so that they have no manner of occasion for Farriers but only to make
their Shoes; Those Shoes are of a soft flexible Iron, hammer’d cold, and always
two Fingers shorter than the Horn of the Foot; They pare off before all that
is over, that nothing may hinder their Running.
The Arabs and Turks have a great Faith in certain superstitious Writings
and Pray’rs which preserve, according to them, from several Accidents. They
fold these Talismans in a Paper made Triangular, put ‘em in a leather
Purse of the same Figure, and so hang ‘em about their Horses Necks; It is,
besides, to hinder the Effect of Envious Eyes. I express my self so, because
I can meet with no Terms in our Language that render literally those of the Arabs:
The Provence People’s Ceouclami is exactly what they mean. They
hang likewise about their Necks a couple of Boar’s -Tusks, join’d by the root
with a Silver Ring, that makes ‘em a very agreeable Half-Moon; and this is
to keep ‘em from the Facy. The Turks keep too upon that account
your young wild boars or He-goats in their Stables to attract, as they say,
all the bad Air.
I have seen some Arab Horses so extremely fond of smelling the Smoak
of Tobacco, that they would run after Folks they saw lighting their Pipes;
They took so great a pleasure in having it puffed into their Noses, that they
would rise up and End after it, and shew their Teeth, as they usually do when
they have smelt the Stale of some Mare. One should see Water at the same time
drop from their Eyes and Nostrils. I don’t know whether, considering the Instinct
that leads ‘em to seek that Smoak, one may believe it does ‘em good. There
are some Horses that are continually shaking their Heads when they are tied
up in the Day-time; the Mahometans think that they are reading when
they make that Motion; and that these Creatures being noble, generous, and
proper for the Progress of their Religion, the Prophet Mahomet has obtain’d
for ‘em the Blessing of God, and an occult Capacity to read or repeat tacitly
every Day some chapter of the Alcoran. These are the Whims of devout
Persons in that Religion, who thus contrive Mysteries from every thing they
see and don’t know how to assign a Reason for. As soon as ever the Horse has
Cover’d the Mare, they immediately throw some cold Water upon her Buttocks;
and at the same time a Fellow takes the Stallion by the Halter, and makes him
frisk two or three Turns round the Mare, to fill her with the Image of the
Horse at the Moment of Conception, having the same Notions as we have about
the Causes of Likeness.
Their Saddles are of Wood, cover’d with Spanish Leather; they have no Panels
as ours. Instead of that they make use of a stitch’d Felt that goes cleverly
betwixt the Saddle and the Horses back, standing out about half a foot upon
the Crupper. The Stirrops are very short, so that a man fits a Horseback as
in a Chair, when he gallops he lifts himself above Saddle, and bears upon the
Stirrops, to strike with the greater Vigor. The Bottom of those Stirrops is
flat, large, and square; their Corners are pointed, and sharp: They use ‘em
instead of Spurs to prick their Horses with. This cuts their Skin, which makes
the horses so tender, that if they are tickled ever so little in that Part,
they manage ‘em as they please.
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