In 1923 Carter wrote an article for
Pearson's Magazine.
âThe Tomb of the Bird' tells of strange, almost supernatural events immediately prior to the opening of Tutankhamen's tomb.
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It is the start of the 1922 â 3 season. Carter has bought a caged bird, which sings most beautifully every day. To the amusement of his sophisticated city friends, he takes the bird to Luxor where it is to be the companion of his loneliness in the desert. The workmen are charmed by the new arrival, and believe it to be a bird of good omen. It is not long before the first steps of the staircase leading to Tutankhamen's tomb are revealed:
âAh!' exclaimed the leader of the working gang, âthat bird is truly
Bakh heit
â a luck bringer â and the notes he sings are magic!' But although we worked on feverishly, with the load above as yet to be removed, the real significance of our discovery was not made clear until after several days of toil â¦
But you will wonder what this has to do with the bird. Well, one day when enough of the detritus, sand and silt had been removed,
and a messenger came to my investigation of the staircase, I suddenly observed that it had become strangely silent and depressed â a depression still more observable when I gave orders for the work to cease until I could be present in the morning â¦
[With the sealed door uncovered] I decided to take no further steps until Lord Carnarvon arrived. A cable to London was therefore sent announcing the news, and the entrance to the tomb was again covered up. But on returning home in the evening â it was nearly dark, with only a faint glimmer of fading light in the sky â I was astonished to hear the bird singing belatedly, but with wonderful energy and charm.
Well, in due course, Lord Carnarvon arrived. Operations recommenced. Step by step the stairs were laid bare, until seventeen were revealed, and here we left work for the night. The excitement of all of us was intense, and except by the servants, the renewed depression of the bird, although pointed out to me, was scarcely noted.
The tomb door was opened, and the fill in the passageway removed to reveal the second, sealed doorway.
But it was at this point, when the nerves of all of us were at extreme tension, that the messenger brought news of the tragedy. The man, who was almost breathless, told me that a cobra had entered the house, passed down the passage, made its way to the room where we are now sitting, coiled up the leg of that table on which the bird cage was resting, and killed my pet!
And so, as I realised what had happened, the significance which accompanies a moving and odd coincidence made itself felt even through the overwhelming excitement of the moment, for the ray of light from our candle revealed the contents of the ante-chamber to the tomb, and shone on the head of the King bearing on his forehead the Uraeus â the symbol of royalty and protection â the cobra!
The Reises were awed; before them was the image of the serpent that had killed the lucky bird!
First they questioned themselves. What wretch, they asked, had cast an evil eye on the sweet bird that had grown dear to them â the bird that was the luck bringer â the beloved of Allah?
Then in their own way they realised the meaning of the Keys of Protection, and, becoming downcast, saw in the death of the bird a portent of evil omen in spite of the treasures spread out before them. What did it threaten? Had the Jinn which had protected the tomb for 3,000 years become enraged and hostile? âMay the evil omen be afar!' they muttered.
It became necessary to reassure them. The bird, we told them, would return â the lucky bird whose song had cheered us and guided us to these hidden treasures.
Well, a telegram was sent to Lady Evelyn Herbert, who brought from Cairo the canary which you can hear singing now in the next room. With the coming of the bird, cheerfulness returned to the staff, who made it the true possessor of the tomb â
Bab-el-Asfour
â the Tomb of the Bird.
A more down-to-earth account, recorded in a private letter written by Herbert Winlock of the Metropolitan Museum, confirms the essence of this much-repeated story. Carter did indeed have a much-admired songbird, which he kept in a cage in his house in the Valley. While Carter was away from home, meeting Carnarvon in Cairo prior to the tomb opening, Callender found a cobra in the cage âjust in the act of gulping the canary down'.
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As the son of Samuel John Carter, a celebrated Victorian animal portrait painter who was himself the son of a gamekeeper, Carter had been raised with a small menagerie of pets which the Carter children, all talented artists in their own right, used to practise their drawing. Carter continued this tradition in Egypt, where tame animals were allowed to roam free in his garden. Birds, in particular, gave him great
pleasure; his notebooks mention tranquil hours spent floating in a small boat on the Nile floodwaters, watching the pelicans. However, life in the Valley, for Carter's pets, could be both brutal and short. A pair of young gazelles died, âthe story being too sad to repeat'; a young donkey was bitten in the mouth by a cobra and expired three painful hours later.
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The story of a canary being eaten by a snake is startling â how did the cobra get into the house? â but not an unusual one, and Carter quickly replaced his lost pet.
What does make the story unusual is the hint of the supernatural which the down-to-earth Carter was prepared to allow in an article intended for a popular audience. It may simply be that, as a self-employed Egyptologist facing an uncertain future, he wanted to sell a good story that would encourage the readers of
Pearson's Magazine
to buy his book. He may have felt the need to compete with the other, equally lurid tales of the supernatural that were already in circulation. It may even be â as was later suggested â that he allowed the story to spread in order to frighten potential robbers away from a tomb that was under some form of spiritual protection. Whatever his motivation, the story had the entirely foreseeable effect of linking the tomb with the occult via the unimpeachable evidence of its excavator.
The belief that the dynastic Egyptians were possessed of a long-lost, esoteric knowledge can be traced as far back as ancient Greece and Rome. The mysterious, unreadable and surely magical hieroglyphic writings made this a very easy, and in many ways very attractive, assumption to make. By 1822, when Jean-François Champollion published his key to decoding the hieroglyphic script, the idea of Egypt as a powerful source of alternative understanding of all aspects of life and religion was deeply ingrained in popular culture. Now the hieroglyphic texts were no longer secret: anyone could buy a translation
and read the words inscribed on the temple and tomb walls. There can, however, be a wide gulf between reading and understanding, and misconceptions over the true nature of Egyptian theology abounded. Meanwhile, Western Europe was rapidly losing the rock-solid comfort of unquestioning Christian faith. The Bible was no longer the revealed word of God; people were descended from monkeys; light and voices travelled through metal wires; men sailed through the air in giant metal birds. The world had become a more scientific place, yet life seemed more uncertain as things that would once have been fantastic suddenly became real.
Up to 16 million people died in the Great War (1914 â 18). This included almost an entire generation of young men whose bodies were buried in foreign fields. A further 50 â 100 million worldwide â an estimated 250,000 in Britain â died in the devastating flu pandemic that followed (1918 â 20). These tragedies naturally led to an increased interest in the occult as the living struggled to maintain contact with their dead. Seances, automatic writing and ouija boards (originally promoted as a parlour game, and not as a means of communicating with the âother side') grew in popularity, and Egyptian religion, with its sinister mortuary rituals, held a great fascination for those who felt that they might be able to connect themselves to a lost knowledge simply by touching, or gazing at, ancient artefacts. The Theosophists â a sect who attempted to reach spiritual enlightenment through intuition and direct communication â were not the only ones to believe that the Egyptians had enjoyed strong magical powers which students of the occult might one day re-awake. Meanwhile, Tutankhamen's links with the âheretic' Akhenaten made him a particularly suitable study for those interested in the development of religion and magic.
A large library of mummy-based horror stories ensured that Carter's public was pre-programmed to accept the mummy as a malevolent entity.
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A corpse, so recognisably human many thousands of years after death that it carries the promise of resurrection, is indeed a
frightening figure. While many of the published mummy tales had little to distinguish them from other run-of-the-mill horror stories, some were tightly crafted and sprinkled with semi-accurate Egyptological facts, names and locations, which allowed the reader to suspend disbelief. Inevitably, some readers accepted this heavily disguised fiction as fact.
The first mummy tale written in English â appropriately titled
The Mummy!
â was published anonymously by Jane Webb (later the garden expert Jane Loudon) in 1827. Webb was apparently influenced both by the work of Napoleon's Commission and, more directly, by the 1818 publication and popular success of Mary Shelley's (then Mary Godwin)
Frankenstein
. Her mummy, Cheops, is a likeable and relatively harmless creature and her book, set in 2126 England, more akin to science fiction than gothic horror: among the exotica, it features ladies who wear flame headdresses and, quite shockingly, trousers! Here her hero, Edric, confesses his dream of resuscitating a corpse using a âgalvanic battery'. Although he lives three centuries after his author, Edric has a nineteenth-century understanding of death, and he knows that the only way of being absolutely certain that a body is indeed dead is to observe the signs of putrefaction. This he is too squeamish to do. It seems that his experiment is doomed to fail before it starts, unless â¦:
âIf you could overcome your childish reluctance to trying an experiment upon a corpse,' said Father Morris, âyour doubts would be set at rest. For you could succeed in re-animating a dead body that had been long-entombed, so that it might enjoy its reasoning facilities in full perfection ⦠'
âBut where shall I find a body, which has been dead a sufficient time to prevent the possibility of its being only in a trance, and which yet has not begun to decompose? â For even if I could conquer the repugnance I feel at the thought of touching such a mass of cold
mortality, as that presented in my dream, according to your own theory, the organs must be perfect or the experiment will not be complete. '
Edgar Allan Poe's satirical short story âSome Words with a Mummy' (1845) echoes Shelley's and Webb's fascination with electricity, which, many suspected, could be used to bring the dead back to life:
Stripping off the papyrus, we found the flesh in excellent preservation, with no perceptible odour. The color was reddish. The skin was hard, smooth, and glossy. The teeth and hair were in good condition. The eyes (it seemed) had been removed, and glass ones substituted, which were very beautiful and wonderfully life-like, with the exception of somewhat too determined a stare. The finger and toe nails were brilliantly gilded.
Mr. Gliddon was of opinion, from the redness of the epidermis, that the embalmment had been effected altogether by asphaltum; but, upon scraping the surface with a steel instrument, and throwing into the fire some of the powder thus obtained, the flavor of camphor and other sweet-scented gums became apparent.
We searched the corpse very carefully for the usual openings through which the entrails are extracted, but, to our surprise, we could discover none. No member of the party was at that period aware that entire or unopened mummies are not unfrequently met. The brain it was customary to withdraw through the nose; the intestines through an incision in the side; the body was then shaved, washed, and salted, then laid aside for several weeks, when the operation of embalming, properly so called, began.
As no trace of an opening could be found, Doctor Ponnonner was preparing his instruments for dissection, when I observed that it was then past two o'clock. Hereupon it was agreed to postpone the internal examination until the next evening, and we were about to separate for the present, when someone suggested an experiment or two with the Voltaic pile.
The application of electricity to a mummy some three or four thousand years old at the least, was an idea, if not very sage, still sufficiently original, and we all caught at it at once. About one tenth in earnest and nine tenths in jest, we arranged a battery in the Doctor's study, and conveyed thither the Egyptian.