T. E. Lawrence Correspondence – Page 426

To Hogarth 27.12.1912 2 Finally as a counsel of perfection, make Henderson's heir turn over his share properly to the B.M. It's worth under £6 and yours finish the job. In Dubai over this tho' Mr.Fontana suggested my making out a statement (enclosed) of the case, and leaving him a copy, and a copy of the original documents. Then if you agree to send them to Constantinople, and he will send his people in to us, on what is happening, to the Embassy. He thinks that they should hear from him, though their action is less desirable than that of some B.M. agent in C.F. Let them form that there is no need of new tamps or of Inquiries of names of landowners: only an untying of Diredji...'s hands. And don't tell them anything about buying more land. I hope you will manage this somehow. It is a meritocratic of monu- ry, and with get matters straight for all time. This is not the last dig at Jerabl..s. Now about more serious affairs: I got a seal at Tell ..r, twelve miles W. of Jerabl..s: it will go in the bottom row (but only, question) of the case, in the place where three were wanted to fill the line: I have all these three now:- one from Spi..x, one Damascus, one Tell ..r. This last is quite a nice seal, decent size, and fine. I should describe: I is ... terraced ... droidding: the device may be two scorpions: I am most glad the luck gives it you and not the B.M. I bought it on Xmas morning. We (Tagir, Haj Wahid, and I) got to Sajur that night. Then the one of a other times the carriage over the m...ss...hjyaa..ij..ss...y..n.amy..ss..araxr..xayn..y..nrxfAMA..praikn... edge of a bridge into a branch of the river, where it settled comfortably on its side, submerged to the upper windows, with one horse completely out of sight, one with its leg pinned under the concern, the last dancing on the other two trying to get out. Tagir and I were walking at the time, which was as well: we were thus able to admire it all without concern - the driver frantic- ally heaving up the head of the drowning animal: Haj Wahid grop- ing in the body of the carriage for coats and things, spluttering the mile between his teeth about the river and religion of the horses. The red blankets floating away down stream, gave just a the right touch of colour. We spent hours there, in a steady downpour wading after things, and drawing out the carriage. I don't know what we lost: a miss a terracotta from Jerablu.., and some clothes etc - but we .. got out more then we expected. The things looked like lumps of mud. That nignt it grew well, only a chilly mildly "Adventures are to the adventurous" when I fished up what had been his new umbrella. Haj Wahid took a header off a patch of mud, which was unwise with his spare things still under water: he lost his tobac- co box then: and when it ended they had not a match or a cigare- ette between them. Altogether a very novel Christmas. The unexpend-