An iron-bound untamable fastness--a regular Brigands' Paradise--it is known as the Ashiret country, that is to say, "the Country of the Clans." And the inhabitants (to do them justice) are quite ready to exploit its capabilities. Though nominally Turkish subjects they are actually semi-independent; half borderers of the type of Johnny Armstrong, half highlanders of the type of Rob Roy. Here the Sultan's decrees are worth little without a visible backing of bayonets; and every individual filibuster does that which is right--or more accurately that which is expedient--in his own eyes. Such authority as exists anywhere is for the most part in the hands of the tribal chieftains: and the suzerainty of the Stamboul Government is just about as effective as the suzerainty of the old kings of Scotland on the north side of Stirling Bridge.
There are three degrees of security for a traveller in Asiatic Turkey. There are districts where he is safe: there are districts where a _zaptieh_ can keep him safe: and there are districts where a _zaptieh_ can't. Our knights-errant brought us down loyally to the village of Biri Kupra, a ramshackle Kurdish hamlet which stands at the foot of the pass. They escorted us on the next morning as far as the banks of the river--but when we reached the ferry their responsibility came to an end. Across they could not follow us. It was the Sheikh of Barzan's country. And the _Hukumet_ felt some delicacy about parading their officials in his domain. No doubt he would receive them graciously--under favour and without prejudice; but there was no earthly use in pretending that _zaptiehs_ could protect us there.
It is rather an adventure for a native to travel in the Ashiret country. Supposing that he is at all worth robbing, he should sound his way carefully as he goes. But Europeans enjoy more security. The tribesmen have made the discovery that if a European is molested there is almost inevitably a row. His ambassador prods up the _Hukumet_, and the _Hukumet_ sends an expedition; and "a mort o' troops" march through the country, and live at free quarters in the villages, and imprison a number of people who are probably not at all to blame. Thus, though the original aggressor is generally the last person to be directly incommoded, he incurs quite a lot of unpopularity for "breeding such a function" in the land. Even the most reckless marauder will think twice before pulling his trigger upon a convoy that is travelling under the protection of a European hat: and thus the wearer of the hat aforesaid finds that every native who is travelling in his direction will tack himself on to his party and "walk under his shadow" as far as their ways coincide.