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Subject: The Playing Fields of Asia
Date: Sunday, January 16, 2000 11:49 AM




New York Times
January 9, 2000

     The Playing Fields of Asia
     ______________________________________________________________

     The story of the century-long battle between Britain and Russia for
     2,000 miles of uncharted territory.

By JASON GOODWIN


TOURNAMENT OF SHADOWS: The Great Game and the Race for Empire in Central
Asia.
By Karl E. Meyer and Shareen Blair Brysac.
Illustrated. 646 pp. Washington: Cornelia and Michael Bessie/Counterpoint.
$35.

     In the summer of 1839 a British army of 15,500, most of them
     native recruits, along with about 38,000 camp followers and 30,000
     camels, marched up the Khyber Pass from India into Afghanistan.
     Their aim was to replace Dost Mohammed, a khan who had never done
     the British any harm, with Shah Shuja, who had never done the
     British any good. The expedition was promoted by the hawks in
     government, who believed that breaching the classic frontiers of
     British India would send a signal to the Russian czar and subdue
     another native state.

     ''You will see,'' remarked a colonel who watched the army go, ''not
     a soul will reach here from Kabul except one man, who will come to
     tell us the rest are destroyed.'' Three years later he had the
     gloomy satisfaction of seeing Dr. William Brydon, sagging in the
     saddle, come down from the hills alone. ''Did I not say so? Here
     comes the messenger.''

     So ended the First Afghan War, creepily. One of the greatest
     debacles in British military history, it signaled the start of a
     struggle for power that was to pit Russia against Britain for over
     a century in a remote and inhospitable corner of the world -- the
     2,000 miles of unknown territory, unspeakably hostile, mountainous,
     frozen, that divided British India from the Russian Empire. In the
     daredevil spirit that animated many of its participants, this
     contest of superpowers was called the Great Game.

     At the end of the 18th century, just as the British were
     consolidating their control over India, Chinese pressure closed
     Tibet to visitors. Beyond the North-West Frontier, through the
     notorious Khyber Pass, lay the rugged hills of Afghanistan, adapted
     to ambush and inhabited by fierce Muslim sharpshooters. Still
     farther north, the steppe of Central Asia extended from the borders
     of Russia to China, through whose frightful deserts and salt lakes
     the old Silk Road had run, creating fabled cities like Bokhara and
     Khiva. From the early 1800's, a battle of wits and endurance was
     waged between explorers and diplomats, who plunged into these
     half-forgotten wastes to win allies for the Raj or the czar, to
     seek better blood stock, to botanize, to settle cartographical
     disputes, to measure skulls or to prove the genesis of Aryan
     civilization.

     As the authors of this brilliant history point out, the Great Game
     was a dry run for the cold war, avoiding outright conflict but
     marked by the same search for influence and the same displays of
     bravery and cussedness, though whether the story of the cold war
     will ever seem as exciting as this, I doubt. ''Tournament of
     Shadows'' is much more than a magisterial work of scholarship: it
     is an absorbing inquiry into men and motives that is one part le
     Carre, one part Indiana Jones.

     The risks of the Great Game were frightful. Native rulers were
     understandably upset to be caught in a struggle they never asked
     for, and kept pits full of man-eating insects. There were
     unspeakable physical challenges to overcome, from the highest
     mountains in the world, the severest winters and deserts, to a
     disease of the steppe that caused unappeasable itching of the
     testicles. Camels died, dogs died, people dropped like flies. Yet
     half the time the difficulty for the authorities was not in finding
     men, but in holding them back.

     A book with these raw ingredients is bound to be thrilling. It
     might, in fact, have become just slightly overwhelming, except that
     Karl E. Meyer, a former editorial writer for The New York Times,
     and Shareen Blair Brysac, a television documentary producer, never
     allow a sensational cast of characters to crowd out the narrative.
     Chapter by chapter, they plumb the circumstances that drove the
     Great Game in each of its phases. ''Tournament of Shadows'' is a
     mine of information -- about the Russian steppe, about cartography,
     about the functioning of the Raj, the development of spycraft and
     the influence of theosophy.

     It is written with elegant assurance. The authors keep their own
     sympathies in the background, but no one can doubt that Sir John
     Lawrence, the only civil servant to become viceroy of India (in
     1863) and the exponent of what his critics called a policy of
     ''masterly inactivity,'' was a hero; or that the Swedish explorer
     Sven Hedin -- pictured here cordially shaking hands with Hitler --
     was a rotter.

     Here are the legendary pundits, recruited by the British mostly in
     the Himalayas, who mapped a million square miles of Tibet disguised
     as Buddhist pilgrims, counting off their paces on specially adapted
     prayer beads, with compasses in their prayer wheels and
     thermometers in their staffs. Here is Mark Twain advising Kipling
     (''Write for and about boys''), Lord Curzon on frontiers (''the
     razor's edge on which hang suspended the issue of war or peace and
     the life of nations'') and the verdict of the first Englishman to
     enter Lhasa (''Dirt, dirt, grease, smoke. Misery, but good
     mutton'').

     And ah, the rewards! Some went for glory, some for duty, some for
     curiosity and quite a few for enlightenment of one sort or another.
     They stoked the fire of imagination, from Shangri-La to the
     Koh-i-Noor diamond, and gave imperialism a glamour it often lacked
     in practice, as Kipling knew. Sir Aurel Stein, who earlier this
     century dug up the vanished civilizations of the Silk Road, was
     much more frightened of the unexciting bourgeois life that beckoned
     him whenever one of his major expeditions looked as if it wouldn't
     come off than of the dangers he faced in the desert.

     Britain in full imperial rig could almost casually offer stupendous
     rewards -- an enthusiastic public to ensure cracking sales of the
     traveler's book, the applause of fellow specialists at the Royal
     Geographical Society, cases to be filled at the British Museum, the
     adulation of high society and the worship of schoolboys. Attuned to
     the quiet, self-deprecating style of most heroic travelers, England
     whisked away the heroes' treasures, patted them on the back and
     sent them out for more.

     Only ungentlemanly conduct could spoil the arrangement, as it did
     with Hedin, who completed his first major expedition in 1893. In
     London in 1909 he defended his claim to have explored the last
     ''white spaces'' on the map of Tibet by pouring scorn on the
     achievements of the native pundits, and earned a deserved rebuke.
     He turned against England with a ferocity that sent him spinning
     into the arms of the Kaiser and, eventually, Heinrich Himmler, who
     once observed, ''What the English call a gentleman, we call an SS
     man.'' Himmler, with Hedin's blessing, sent a wholly unexpected,
     inordinately successful and unquestionably horrible Nazi mission to
     Tibet in 1938, to investigate some of the wilder and more
     intriguing claims of Nazi prehistory. The expedition leader won
     over several high-ranking Tibetan officials with his talk of
     swastikas, and the brief Nazi rapprochement has been embarrassing
     the Dalai Lama ever since.

     Russia, of course, put up the other half of the Great Game, and in
     fact pressed farther into the steppe and ice than anyone, claiming
     whole new empires for the czar. The Russians never quite enjoyed
     the same panoply of rewards imperial and domestic that British
     adventurers might receive, for in a bureaucratic autocracy the path
     to glory was very narrow.

     In the end, Meyer and Brysac conclude, it was a game indeed.
     Nothing much came of it, and forward policy had an invariably
     perverse outcome. Afghanistan never submitted to the British, and
     actually helped destroy the Soviet Union in the 1980's. The British
     invasion of Tibet in 1905 was a breathtaking sacrilege, yet stopped
     infuriatingly short of imposing a treaty on Tibet that might have
     served as a recognition of Tibetan independence in later years.

     One of the illustrations in the book is Lady Elizabeth Butler's
     ''Remnants of an Army,'' which shows Brydon, the sole survivor of
     the First Afghan War, coming up to the Jalalabad fort. Brydon later
     suffered in the 1857 Indian Mutiny. It is good to know that he died
     in his bed.

     ''Tournament of Shadows'' deals with a region where nature, not
     mankind, sets terms. Afghanistan is almost as closed and
     unfathomable now as it was a century ago; Tibet may surprise us
     yet; and from the former Soviet Central Asian republics we hear
     little and read less. This is a region that has swallowed
     civilizations, and sent the sands to seal them up. It has been dug,
     charted, swindled and coerced, but what can change the fact that
     its deserts are as dry as ever, its mountains vast, and it is still
     a long, long way from the sea? Readers who suspect that many of the
     world's tragedies are subplots to a vaster comedy will treasure
     ''Tournament of Shadows.'' The rest will find all the heroism and
     misery they might desire.
     ______________________________________________________________

     Jason Goodwin is the author of ''Lords of the Horizons: A History
     of the Ottoman Empire.''

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