A Little History of Archaeology - Brian Fagan
A Little History of Archaeology - Brian Fagan
A Little History of Archaeology - Brian Fagan
All rights reserved. This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part, in any form (beyond that
copying permitted by Sections 107 and 108 of the U.S. Copyright Law and except by reviewers for the
public press) without written permission from the publishers.
For information about this and other Yale University Press publications, please contact:
U.S. Office: sales.press@yale.edu yalebooks.com
Europe Office: sales@yaleup.co.uk yalebooks.co.uk
ISBN 978-0-300-22464-1
A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library.
10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
To
Vernon Scarborough
Water expert extraordinaire
Who told me about Bali and offers
encouragement at every turn
Contents
P eople forget that 200 years ago Egypt was a remote land about which little
was known. Today, the pharaohs and their tombs and pyramids are familiar
to everyone. In 1798, when French General Napoléon Bonaparte arrived at
the Nile, it was almost like visiting another planet. Egypt was far off the
beaten track. It was a province of the Ottoman (Turkish) Empire that was
based in Constantinople (now Istanbul); it was an Islamic country and hard to
reach.
A few European visitors wandered through Cairo’s bustling markets or
visited the nearby Pyramids of Giza. A handful of French travellers
journeyed far up the Nile River. (I actually own a remarkably accurate map of
Egypt drawn by Robert de Vaugondy, France’s royal geographer, in 1753.)
Some visitors purchased powdered ancient Egyptian mummy – prized as a
powerful medicine, even by the King of France. A few ancient Egyptian
sculptures reached Europe, where they caused considerable excitement.
No one knew anything about ancient Egypt and its spectacular
monuments, although it had long been recognised as a centre of early
civilisation. A few diplomats realised that there was money to be made from
its exotic artworks, but the remoteness of the country was against them –
until Egypt moved centre stage in the 1790s. The Isthmus of Suez (the Suez
Canal was not built until 1869) was a natural gateway for those with an eye
on British possessions in India.
In 1797, the twenty-nine-year-old Napoléon Bonaparte defeated Italy,
whereupon he developed a taste for classical art. His restless mind was filled
with visions of military conquest, and he had a deep curiosity about the land
of the pharaohs. On 1 July 1798, his army of 38,000 men reached Egypt in
328 ships. Among them were 167 scientists charged with mapping and
studying Egypt, both ancient and modern.
Napoléon had a passion for science, and especially for archaeology. His
scientists were talented young men – agricultural experts, artists, botanists
(plant experts) and engineers. But none were archaeologists, for Egyptology,
the study of ancient Egyptian civilisation, did not exist. Napoléon’s soldiers
called the scientists ‘donkeys’ – because, it is said, during a battle both
donkeys and scientists would be placed in the middle of infantry groupings.
Their leader was Baron Dominique-Vivant Denon, a diplomat and gifted
artist. He was the ideal leader, and his fine drawings, excellent writing and
infectious enthusiasm put ancient Egypt on the scientific map.
Napoléon himself was preoccupied with reorganising Egypt, but he took
time to visit the pyramids and the Sphinx, the statue of a mythical creature
with the head of a human and the body of a lion. His interest in science was
genuine, marked by his founding of the Institut de l’Egypte in Cairo. Here,
Napoléon attended lectures and seminars and kept track of his ‘donkeys’. He
was fascinated when, in June 1799, French soldiers building defences near
Rosetta in Egypt’s Nile Delta found a mysterious stone in a pile of boulders.
It was covered in three different types of writing. One was formal ancient
Egyptian script; the second a freehand version of the same writing; and the
third was Greek. This stone would prove to be the key to unlocking the
strange code that the French had seen covering the temples and tombs along
the Nile.
The soldiers sent what became known as the Rosetta Stone to scientists in
Cairo, who soon translated the Greek text. The stone bore an order issued by
Pharaoh Ptolemy V in 196 BC. The order was nothing exciting, but the
experts realised at once that the Greek lines could potentially be the key to
unlocking the unintelligible hieroglyphs (a word that comes from the Greek,
meaning ‘sacred symbol’) that were used by the ancient Egyptians. It would
be twenty-three years before the code was cracked (see Chapter 3).
Meanwhile, the scientists travelled throughout the country in small
groups. They accompanied the army, sometimes fighting alongside the
infantry. Denon and his colleagues sketched under fire. At the temple of the
cow goddess Hathor at Dendera in Upper Egypt, Denon wandered among the
columns, ignoring the sunset and darkness falling, until his commanding
officer led him back to the army. Denon’s enthusiasm was infectious. His
engineer colleagues would abandon their work to sketch temples and tombs
and loot small objects. When pencils ran short, they made more from melted-
down lead bullets.
The architecture was exotic and totally unlike Greek or Roman temples.
Even the humblest private was overcome with wonder. And when the army
sighted the temples of the sun god Amun at Karnak and Luxor in Upper
Egypt, the soldiers formed ranks and saluted as their bands played in tribute
to the ancient Egyptians.
Napoléon may have been a military genius, but his Egyptian campaign
ended in defeat when British naval commander Admiral Horatio Nelson
destroyed the French fleet at Abukir Bay, near Alexandria, on 1 August 1798.
Napoléon fled to France.
When the French army surrendered in 1801, the scientists were given safe
passage back home. The British allowed them to keep most of their Egyptian
finds, but ensured that the Rosetta Stone went to the British Museum.
Though militarily a failure, the Egyptian expedition was a scientific
triumph. The general’s ‘donkeys’ examined the passageways of the Pyramids
of Giza and measured the Sphinx. Aside from sketching the Nile, they also
drew the interiors of the great Egyptian temples at Karnak, Luxor and Philae,
far upstream. The drawings of the great columns with their hieroglyphs and
of temple walls with gods and pharaohs were remarkably accurate for the
day. Their twenty-part Description de l’Egypte depicted scarabs (a sacred
beetle) and jewellery, statues, elegant jars and gold ornaments. Delicate lines
and skilfully used colour brought exotic Egyptian art and architecture to life.
The volumes caused a sensation. When people saw the riches of ancient
Egypt, there for the taking, they went wild for them.
The excitement unleashed a frenzied scramble for Egyptian antiquities in
a Europe hungry for anything exotic. Inevitably, a steady stream of
collectors, diplomats and shady characters descended on the Nile in search of
valuable discoveries. No one was seeking knowledge – just spectacular finds
that could be sold at top price. Serious research, such as that undertaken by
Napoléon’s scientists, took a back seat to treasure hunting.
Egypt remained part of the Ottoman Empire and was ruled by
Muhammad Ali, an Albanian soldier in Turkish service. He did much to open
his domains to merchants and diplomats – and also to tourists and dealers in
antiquities. There was big money to be made from well-preserved mummies
and fine art objects – so much so that governments got into the collecting
business. Both Henry Salt and Bernardino Drovetti, the top British and
French diplomats in Cairo, were urged to collect spectacular objects for
museums at home. They did so eagerly – which is how a circus strongman-
turned-tomb robber came to be one of the founders of Egyptology.
Giovanni Battista Belzoni (1778–1823) was born in Padua, Italy, the son
of a barber. He made a living as an acrobat, performing across Europe. In
1803, he arrived in England, where he acquired a contract as a strongman at
Sadler’s Wells theatre (then a lowbrow music hall). Belzoni was a handsome,
imposing figure. Standing nearly 2 metres tall, he was a man of remarkable
strength. He became the ‘Patagonian Samson’, a brightly dressed
weightlifter, who strode across the stage carrying twelve performers on a
massive iron frame.
During his years as a performer, Belzoni acquired practical experience of
weightlifting, the use of levers and rollers, and ‘hydraulics’ – stage acts
involving water. All these were useful skills for a tomb robber. A restless
traveller, Belzoni and his wife Sarah arrived in Egypt in 1815. British
diplomat Henry Salt recruited him to recover a massive statue of Rameses II
from the pharaoh’s temple on the west bank of the Nile, opposite Luxor. This
well-known figure had defied the best efforts of Napoléon’s soldiers to move
it to the river. Belzoni assembled eighty workers and built a crude wooden
wagon, which moved on four wooden rollers. He used poles as levers and
employed the weight of dozens of men to raise the heavy statue, then to move
the wagon and rollers beneath it. Five days later, the pharaoh was on the river
bank. He floated the statue downstream and returned to Luxor. Today, you
can see the Rameses statue in the British Museum.
Whenever local officials gave him trouble, Belzoni’s height and strength
proved to be powerful weapons (he was also prepared to use firearms if need
be). His determination and ruthlessness, combined with his expertise at
bargaining, served him well, and he acquired a dazzling haul of antiquities.
Now Belzoni targeted the cemeteries located on the west bank, where he
befriended the tomb robbers of Qurna. They took him deep into the narrow
passages in the cliffs where hundreds of bandaged mummies were to be
found. Mummy dust, he noted, was ‘rather unpleasant to swallow’. The
people lived in the tombs, ignoring piles of mummified hands, feet and even
skulls. They used mummy cases, and the bone and rags of the bandaged dead,
as firewood on which to cook meals.
Belzoni’s French rival, Bernardino Drovetti, responded to his success by
claiming digging rights everywhere near Luxor. He caused so much trouble
that Belzoni preferred to sail away to tackle the Abu Simbel temple far
upstream. Despite having to deal with rebellious workers and dodge sand
cascading down the cliffs, with the help of two British naval officer travellers
Belzoni succeeded in opening the doorway. He found himself in a pillared
hall with eight figures of Rameses II, but few small artefacts to take away.
Back at Luxor, he found Drovetti’s men digging at Qurna. Their leader
threatened to cut his throat, so Belzoni moved on to the Valley of the Kings,
burial place of Egypt’s greatest pharaohs. The valley had been explored since
Roman times, but Belzoni had brilliant archaeological instincts. He located
three tombs almost immediately. Shortly afterwards, he made his most
astonishing discovery: the sepulchre (tomb) of Pharaoh Seti I, father of
Rameses II and one of Egypt’s most important rulers, who reigned from 1290
to 1279 BC. Magnificent paintings adorned the walls. In the burial chamber
lay the king’s translucent, but empty, alabaster (soft rock) sarcophagus, in the
shape of his body. Unfortunately, the tomb had been robbed soon after the
pharaoh’s death.
Belzoni was on a roll. He had opened four royal tombs, and, ever restless,
back in Cairo he succeeded in penetrating the interior of the huge pyramid of
Khafre at Giza, the first person to do so since medieval times. He painted his
name in soot on the wall of the burial chamber, where it remains visible
today. Ever the showman, he decided to make an exact copy of Seti’s tomb to
be exhibited in London. He and an artist lived in the tomb for a summer.
They copied the paintings and numerous hieroglyphs, and made hundreds of
wax impressions of figures. By this time, Drovetti was so jealous that his men
threatened Belzoni with firearms. Fearing for his life, the showman left Egypt
forever.
Back in London, he put on a wildly successful exhibition of the tomb and
his finds in the aptly named Egyptian Hall, close to today’s Piccadilly Circus,
and wrote a bestselling book about his adventures. Inevitably, the number of
visitors fell and the exhibition closed. But the former strongman still craved
fame and fortune. In 1823, he went on an expedition to find the source of the
Niger River in West Africa, only to die of fever in Benin.
Giovanni Belzoni was a larger-than-life character who ultimately was a
showman and tomb robber. One could describe him as a ruthless treasure
hunter, but he was more than that. He certainly began as a booty-seeker, out
for fame and fortune; but was he an archaeologist? There is no question that
he had superb instincts for discovery. Today, he might well have been a
successful archaeologist. But in his day, no one could read hieroglyphs, or
had any clue how to excavate and record the past. Like others at the time,
Belzoni measured success by the value of his finds. Nevertheless, the
flamboyant Italian did lay some of the rough-and-ready foundations of
Egyptology.
CHAPTER 3
B abylon and Nineveh: these great biblical cities were the stuff of romance.
The Old Testament told of King Nebuchadnezzar (who reigned from about
604 to 562 BC), the greatest king of ancient Babylon (in today’s southern
Iraq). He was a ruthless conqueror, famous for holding Jews captive in his
capital. The proceeds from his mighty empire created a magnificent capital.
According to later Greek accounts, thousands of slaves erected city walls so
thick that chariots could race along the top.
Nebuchadnezzar allegedly created fabulous hanging gardens for his
terraced palace which became one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient
World. Whether they ever existed is an open question. His capital vanished
when Assyrian civilisation collapsed. The few European travellers who
reached Babylon found themselves in an arid wilderness of dusty mounds.
Centuries passed before German archaeologists could reconstruct parts of it
(see Chapter 20).
Nineveh lay far upstream in what is now northern Iraq. In 612 BC, it was a
major Assyrian city, mentioned in the Book of Genesis in the Bible.
According to the prophet Isaiah, God doomed the arrogant Ninevites. He
made Nineveh ‘a desolation, and dry like a wilderness’. No buildings or
temples remained to be seen above the ground. Later European visitors
remarked that God’s wrath had indeed destroyed the Assyrians.
Babylon and Nineveh passed into the historical shadows, known only
from the Bible. There they remained until amazing archaeological finds
confirmed biblical history. In 1841, a group of influential scholars in the
French Asiatic Society seized on Nineveh as another opportunity for dramatic
excavations that would reflect well on France. In 1842, the government
appointed Paul-Émile Botta (1802–70) as its consul (representative) in
Mosul. Botta had been a diplomat in Egypt, and it was his fluent Arabic that
led to this new appointment. His unofficial task was to excavate Nineveh,
even though he had no relevant experience.
Botta’s unsophisticated diggings were largely fruitless, since he was
penetrating only the sterile upper layers of Nineveh’s Kuyunjik mound (that
is, layers with no bones or tools). City mounds like Nineveh’s were formed
gradually, layer by layer – the earliest, often most important, levels were at
the bottom. But Botta knew nothing of such sites. He dug around near the
surface and found some inscribed bricks and alabaster fragments, but nothing
spectacular.
Then, after months of labour, his luck changed. A villager from
Khorsabad, some 22 kilometres north of Kuyunjik, showed Botta some
inscribed bricks. He told stories of numerous finds around his house, in an
ancient mound. The consul sent two men to investigate. A week later, one of
them returned in great excitement. A little digging had revealed walls carved
with images of exotic animals.
Botta rode to Khorsabad at once. He was astounded by the elaborate
carvings exposed in the walls of the small pit that had been dug. Unfamiliar
bearded men wearing long gowns walked alongside winged animals and
other beasts. Botta quickly moved his workers to Khorsabad. Within a few
days, the excavators uncovered a series of sculpted limestone slabs from the
palace of an ancient and unknown king.
Botta wrote to Paris in triumph, claiming to have revealed a biblical truth.
‘Nineveh is rediscovered,’ he proudly reported. The French government gave
a grant of 3,000 francs for further excavations. Botta employed more than
300 workers, knowing that he had to dig on a large scale to make important
finds. He started a tradition of enormous excavations in Mesopotamia (from
the Greek, meaning ‘the land between the rivers’) that continued well into the
twentieth century.
Wisely, the French also sent out Eugène Napoléon Flandin, an
experienced archaeological artist from Paris. The two men laboured on the
mounds until late October 1844. They unearthed the outline of an enclosed
palace compound that covered over 2.5 square kilometres. The workmen
merely followed the walls of the palace wherever they could. They uncovered
scenes of a king at war, besieging cities, hunting game and engaging in
elaborate religious ceremonies. Human-headed lions and bulls guarded the
palace gates. Never had an excavation yielded such treasures.
Flandin arrived in Paris in November 1844 with drawings that filled
French scholars with joy. This was an entirely new art tradition, quite unlike
that of Greece, the Nile or Rome. Botta also returned to Paris. He completed
a report on the excavations, accompanied by four volumes of Flandin’s
drawings, and this caused a sensation. Botta claimed, wrongly, that he had
rediscovered Nineveh at Khorsabad. You can’t blame him. Like Belzoni in
Egypt, he was unable to read the palace inscriptions. We now know that he
had excavated Dur-Sharrukin, the palace of Assyrian King Sargon II (722–
705 BC), an aggressive, successful conqueror. Years were to pass before so-
called ‘cuneiform’ (from the Latin for ‘wedge’, because of its shape)
inscriptions identified his capital (see Chapter 5). In that time, Botta retreated
from view, being assigned to an obscure post in Lebanon, and never returning
to archaeology.
But just as Botta was starting work at Nineveh in 1842, a young
Englishman by the name of Austen Henry Layard (1817–94) was becoming
fascinated by archaeology in Mesopotamia. He had spent two weeks at
Nineveh in 1840, studying the site. Blessed with insatiable curiosity and
outstanding powers of observation, he became determined to excavate
ancient city mounds. Archaeology became his passion.
Like many great archaeologists, Layard was always restless. He went off
to spend a year among the Bakhtiari nomads in the mountains of Persia (now
Iran), becoming a trusted adviser to the tribe. He knew so much about local
politics that the British envoy in Baghdad sent him to Constantinople to
advise the ambassador there. At this point, in 1842, he spent three days in
Mosul with Botta, who encouraged him to dig. Layard, however, was
penniless.
He spent three years as an unofficial intelligence officer in
Constantinople. Then the British ambassador, Sir Stratford Canning,
reluctantly allowed him two months to excavate at Nimrud, a series of
mounds downstream from Mosul. Layard gambled that he would get to the
heart of the city from the bottom, and so he tunnelled into the mounds.
Almost immediately, the workers uncovered a large chamber lined with
cuneiform-inscribed slabs. We now know that this was the North Palace of
Assyrian King Ashurnasirpal (883–859 BC). That same day, Layard moved
men to the south and unearthed the Southwest Palace, built by King
Esarhaddon (681–669 BC). Layard remains the only archaeologist ever to
have found two palaces within twenty-four hours.
His excavations simply followed the decorated walls of the palace rooms.
Layard found stockpiled carvings from an earlier palace, including scenes of
a battle and of a siege. These finds soon overshadowed those at Khorsabad.
Layard worked with one objective in mind: to discover breath-taking
artworks and artefacts that could be shipped to London. He knew that exotic
finds sent to the British Museum would place him firmly in the public eye.
By no stretch of the imagination could his work be described as careful
recording.
Layard and his Assyrian assistant Hormuzd Rassam set up camp atop the
Nimrud mound, which gave them a superb view of the surrounding plains.
Layard was constantly on his guard against sudden raids from neighbouring
tribesmen in search of treasure. He lavished the local chiefs with gifts to buy
their loyalty, but did not hesitate to use violence if needed. Eventually, he
became a kind of chief himself, settling disputes and arranging marriages.
Extraordinary discoveries followed, including three winged-bull
sculptures which guarded the palace. Layard threw a three-day party for his
workers to celebrate these finds. In the North Palace, his men unearthed a
magnificent carved pillar depicting a king receiving tribute. It recorded the
military triumphs of King Shalmaneser III (859–824 BC), who fought
constantly with neighbouring states, including the Hittites (see Chapter 20).
Layard built a large wagon and hauled the heavy finds to the Tigris. The
artefacts were floated downstream to Basra on rafts supported by inflated
goatskins, identical to those shown on Assyrian reliefs. Next, Layard dug into
the Kuyunjik mound at Nineveh, where tunnels soon exposed nine chambers
adorned with bas reliefs (sculptures where the figures barely stand out from
the surface).
The first load of Nimrud sculptures reached the British Museum on 22
June 1847, and when Layard arrived in England he found himself the hero of
the hour. In 1849, he published Nineveh and Its Remains – ‘a slight sketch’ of
his work that became a bestseller.
Excavations at Kuyunjik resumed in 1849. Layard dug a labyrinth of
tunnels which followed decorated palace walls, and ignored the precious
room contents. Again, he spent days underground sketching the carvings as
they appeared, by the light of ventilation shafts and candles. Dimly lit tunnels
led to great lion figures that guarded palace gates. The limestone slabs of the
entrances still bore the ruts of Assyrian chariot wheels. Layard’s workers
exposed the entire southeast façade of the palace of King Sennacherib (705–
681 BC), who campaigned in Mesopotamia, Syria, Israel and Judea.
The palace inscriptions offered a chronicle of conquests, sieges and royal
achievements. Lifelike monarchs and gods appeared in relief, as if they were
stepping forward to question the intruding visitors. Many Kuyunjik reliefs are
now on display in the British Museum, and I always make a point of visiting
them. The carving is stunning. A set of reliefs shows nearly 300 labourers
dragging a great human-headed bull from a river raft to the palace. A man
seated astride the bull directs the work. Meanwhile, the king supervises from
his chariot, shaded by a parasol.
Layard’s most sensational discovery came when he uncovered the siege
and capture of an unknown city – unknown, that is, until the accompanying
cuneiform inscriptions were deciphered in the 1850s (see Chapter 5). Reliefs
were his primary concern: small finds, unless valuable, were of little interest.
The excavations yielded the occasional clay tablet with a cuneiform
inscription, but many of these fell to dust, being unfired and fragile. Then
Layard struck gold, although it was some time before he realised it. Towards
the end of the dig, he shovelled hundreds of inscribed clay tablets into six
crates. These had formed part of the royal library and turned out to be one of
his most important discoveries. After the 1850 excavations, he shipped more
than a hundred crates down the River Tigris.
After an unsuccessful excavation attempt at Babylon and another early
southern city (which failed because his methods were too crude to handle the
unfired brick), Layard returned home.
The British Museum has many sketches in Layard’s hand – the only
record of the finds that he could not ship. He had the great archaeologist’s
instinct for the important rather than the trivial; and, like Giovanni Belzoni,
he had a nose for discovery that led him to royal palaces and spectacular
finds. But his methods were appallingly crude, and much was lost. Half a
century was to pass before German scholars turned archaeological excavation
in Greece and Mesopotamia into a scientific discipline (see Chapter 20).
Layard is hard to figure out. By any standards, he was a hurried, ruthless
excavator in search of exciting discoveries and treasure. He dug entire cities
with only one or two European assistants and hundreds of local workers.
Ultimately, all he cared about was fame and dazzling Assyrian finds for the
British Museum. He did excel, however, at dealing with local people, many
of whom became firm friends – unusual among the early archaeologists.
For all his eloquent writing and fluent descriptions, Austin Henry Layard
was ultimately an adventurer as much as an archaeologist. But he did bring
the biblical Assyrians into the spotlight and showed that much of the Old
Testament was based on historical events. The deciphering of cuneiform
script soon made his finds even more important (see Chapter 5). Exhausted
after his demanding excavations and fed up with the constant struggle to
obtain funds, Layard gave up archaeology at the age of thirty-six. Instead, he
changed gears and became a politician, then a diplomat – a job that drew on
his expertise at dealing with people from other cultures. Eventually, he was to
become the British ambassador in Constantinople, at the time one of the most
important diplomatic posts in Europe. Not bad for an adventurer
archaeologist.
CHAPTER 5
E ven during the 1840s, archaeology was more than just digging for lost
civilisations. Layard made brilliant discoveries at Nimrud and Nineveh, but
he was working with one hand tied behind his back: he couldn’t read the
cuneiform inscriptions that accompanied the magnificent carvings on
Assyrian palace walls. Who were these powerful monarchs who went to war,
besieged cities and erected human-headed lions in front of their palace gates?
The young excavator was aware of the problem, but was no expert in ancient
languages. He needed someone who could read the wall inscriptions and tiny
writing on the clay tablets that came from his trenches. In his first book,
Nineveh and Its Remains, he had assumed that Nimrud was ancient Nineveh.
But that was sheer guesswork, and he was about to be proved wrong.
Investigation of the Kuyunjik mound and Nimrud was very much on his
mind – and on that of Henry Rawlinson, a British diplomat in Baghdad.
Henry Creswicke Rawlinson (1810–95) was a brilliant horseman, a crack
shot and a skilled linguist. He joined the Indian Army at the age of seventeen
as an officer in the Bombay Grenadiers. Rawlinson worked hard to learn
Hindi, Persian and other languages.
In 1833, he joined a military mission based in the Kurdish town of
Kermanshah. He found time to ride out to the Great Rock of Behistun. King
Darius the Great of Persia (550–486 BC) had commissioned a huge carved
relief that covered 111 square metres of smoothed and polished Behistun rock
face. A huge Darius stands in triumph over Gaumata, a rival for his throne in
522 BC, 90 metres above the ground. Three inscriptions in Old Persian,
Elamite (a language once spoken in modern southeastern Iran) and
Babylonian announce his triumph.
Like others before him, Rawlinson realised that this virtually inaccessible
inscription on a limestone cliff was the Rosetta Stone of Mesopotamia. The
Old Persian script, which was alphabetical, had been deciphered in 1802. He
scaled the cliff and copied it. But the Babylonian and Elamite texts lay across
a deep chasm. Rawlinson threw together makeshift scaffolding and risked his
life perched high above the ground to make copies of the Elamite text.
Rawlinson’s military duties were demanding, leaving him little time for
the texts, and so his research slowed until he got his diplomatic job in
Baghdad in 1843. His new post allowed him to spend time on cuneiform and
on making further accurate Behistun copies. He got in touch with others
puzzling over cuneiform, notably Edward Hincks, a country priest in Ireland,
and Jules Oppert, a French-German linguist. The three of them were the
eventual architects of decipherment.
The breakthrough came in 1847, when Rawlinson made a third trip to
Behistun to copy the inaccessible Babylonian inscription. A young Kurd,
nimble as a mountain goat, hung ropes from pegs and clawed his way across
the face. Eventually the boy rigged up a simple cradle seat for himself. He
then pressed wet paper into the carved writing. The paper dried into moulds
that could be used to duplicate the symbols. With the entire inscription,
Rawlinson could now use the Persian translation to decipher the Babylonian
text.
Rawlinson’s research now extended to the inscriptions found by Layard
at Kuyunjik and Nineveh. As he pored over the reliefs on the walls of King
Sennacherib’s palace at Kuyunjik, he identified the siege and capture of a
city. A huge Assyrian army is encamped before the city walls. Soldiers fight
their way through the fortifications. Despite ferocious resistance, the city
falls. King Sennacherib sits in judgment on the defeated citizens, who
become slaves. Rawlinson could read the accompanying inscription:
‘Sennacherib, the mighty king, King of Assyria, sat on the throne while the
booty of Lachish passed before him.’ This was sensational – the siege of
Lachish in 700 BC is described in the Bible’s Second Book of Kings.
Londoners flocked to view the carvings when they arrived in the British
Museum. They are still on display there, and are well worth a visit. All these
discoveries raised public interest in archaeology to fever pitch at a time when
biblical teaching was prominent in schools.
Rawlinson encouraged others to dig in southern Mesopotamia, including
J.E. Taylor, a diplomat at Basra in the south. Rawlinson sent him to explore
possible biblical cities, including some low mounds near the town of An
Nasiriyah, which were often flooded by the nearby Euphrates. Taylor found
an inscribed cylinder that enabled Rawlinson to identify the place, which was
known locally as Muqayyar, as the biblical city of Ur of the Chaldees,
associated in Genesis with Abraham (see Chapter 20). Compared with the
cities of the north, those in southern Mesopotamia yielded few spectacular
finds until excavation methods improved dramatically. The unbaked mud
brick was simply too fragile for the diggers to handle.
In 1852, the British Museum appointed Hormuzd Rassam (1826–1910) as
director of excavations under Rawlinson’s supervision. Rassam was himself
an Assyrian with local connections, and he had worked as Layard’s assistant
(see Chapter 4). He was ambitious, ruthless, sneaky and quarrelsome. He
desperately wanted to be recognised as a great archaeologist and assumed
that wonderful finds were the way to success. When he resumed work at
Kuyunjik, he dug into an area that had been assigned to the French, and so he
worked secretly at night. His tunnelling revealed a carving of an Assyrian
king hunting lions from his chariot. Ultimately the dig uncovered the whole
story of a carefully managed royal lion hunt, complete with cheering
spectators and a dying lioness. Like the Lachish siege, you can see the hunt
up close in the British Museum.
Unfortunately, Rassam’s excavations of the palace were so hasty and
slapdash that only some drawings of the building survive. These were made
by a skilled artist, William Boutcher. Rawlinson divided the carvings
between France and King Friedrich Wilhelm IV of Prussia. The French
packed 235 crates for the Louvre in Paris. Their shipment and that bound for
Berlin were floated downstream on goatskin-supported rafts. South of
Baghdad, marauding tribesmen attacked and plundered the rafts, tipping the
crates into the Tigris and killing several of the crew. Only two crates of
French discoveries at Khorsabad, upstream of Nineveh, ever reached Paris.
Fortunately, the lion hunt was shipped separately and arrived safely in
London.
Henry Rawlinson left Baghdad in 1855. He became active in Indian
affairs and was a frequent visitor to the British Museum. The museum had
already decided not to sponsor any more Assyrian excavations. So much
sculpture had been found that there were almost too many Assyrian kings in
London. Public interest faded during the years of the Crimean War (1853–56)
between Britain, France and Russia. Only a few scholars maintained an
interest in the hundreds of tablets shipped from Mesopotamia by Layard,
Rassam and others, or in the collections purchased by dealers from illegal
excavations.
When Rassam cleared the floor of the Kuyunjik lion chamber, he also
found a huge cache of clay tablets. Considering them unimportant, he stacked
them hastily in packing cases. How wrong could he have been? Three years
previously, Layard had recovered part of King Ashurbanipal’s royal library in
two small rooms (see Chapter 4). Now Rassam had found the rest, which had
landed on the floor of the great hall when the ceiling collapsed. The king’s
archive contained records of wars as well as administrative and religious
documents. One tablet records how he ordered his officials to collect tablets
throughout his kingdom. Over a century and a half later, the 180,000 tablets
in Ashurbanipal’s library are still being deciphered. They have yielded
enough information to allow an entire dictionary of Ancient Assyrian to be
compiled.
The focus of Assyrian research passed from the field to the museum and
library. A small band of cuneiform scholars sifted through the tablets from
King Ashurbanipal’s library. They worked in a cramped study room without
the aid of dictionaries or grammars. One was George Smith (1840–76), a
quiet, shy engraver’s apprentice who was passionately interested in
cuneiform, having read Rawlinson’s work at an early age.
By 1872, Smith had already sorted many tablets into categories, one of
which was ‘myths’. He came across half a tablet and found a reference to a
ship on a mountain, and mention of a dove being sent out to find a resting
place and being forced to return. Smith realised at once that he had part of the
flood story contained in Genesis. The tale is familiar to everyone who has
read the Bible: Noah gathered the animals into an ark, survived the rising
waters, then sent out a dove and a raven to look for land. Noah and his ark
saved humanity from destruction. The normally calm Smith jumped up and
rushed around the room in a state of high excitement.
On 3 December 1872, George Smith addressed the Biblical
Archaeological Society, an organisation of the day concerned with
excavations to study the scriptures. The prime minister, William Gladstone,
attended the meeting. Smith’s lecture was a triumph. He translated key parts
of the narrative that bore a startling resemblance to the biblical story. Smith
suspected that they could be traced back to much earlier myths. The story
was part of a classic of early Mesopotamian literature, The Epic of
Gilgamesh. Gilgamesh, a king of the city of Uruk in about 2600 BC, long
before the Bible, undertakes epic journeys in search of immortality, but fails
to find it.
The flood tablets seemed to prove that the Bible was true. The Daily
Telegraph newspaper offered the British Museum 1,000 guineas for a new
excavation at Nineveh to find the missing gaps in the story, provided Smith
led the investigation. Amazingly, in just a week of excavating at Kuyunjik in
Layard’s dumps Smith found the crucial missing seventeen lines about the
beginning of the flood.
After only a month of digging, Smith set off home. Four months later, the
British Museum sent him back to try to find more of the royal library. Smith
recovered more than 3,000 tablets in three months, mainly by excavating the
contents of rooms where Layard had tunnelled around the walls. At times,
Smith had 600 men working on the excavations. In 1875, while returning
from a third trip, he died of a stomach infection – a great loss to the British
Museum.
The Kuyunjik excavations resumed under Hormuzd Rassam. His team
cleared the floors of palace rooms and recovered yet more tablets. One 1,300-
line inscription on a clay cylinder described Ashurbanipal’s conquests.
Rassam moved on to Babylon, but, like Layard, his methods were too
unsophisticated to find unbaked brick palace walls.
He hurried from site to site, ending up at Abu Habbah, formerly an
ancient city called Sippar, where he excavated around 170 rooms and
recovered as many as 70,000 tablets. One of them described how a
Babylonian king named Nabonidus became interested in archaeology and dug
into the cities of his predecessors. When Rassam departed for England,
dealers moved in and caused an unseemly scramble for cuneiform tablets that
pitted museum against museum across Europe. The damage was incalculable.
Layard, Rassam and Rawlinson were pioneers, working in remote lands
in conditions of tribal unrest. This was rough-and-tumble archaeology,
without any careful forward planning; but it was archaeology that validated
much of the history set down in the Old Testament and placed ancient cities
firmly within recorded history. In those days, when archaeology was in its
infancy, many archaeologists were as much opportunists as excavators. And
yet some of them were giants in their field. It is on their broad shoulders that
succeeding generations of professional archaeologists have stood.
CHAPTER 6
C opán, Honduras, 1840. Monkeys were on the move in the tree tops. The
crackling of the dry branches they broke shattered the silence of the forest
and disturbed the peace of the deserted city across the river. Forty or fifty of
the apes moved in procession, like the spirits of those unknown people who
had once dwelt in the mysterious ruins. Overgrown pyramids towered up
among the trees.
John Lloyd Stephens (1805–52), an American traveller and lawyer, and
Frederick Catherwood (1799–1854), a talented English artist, were transfixed
by their first glimpse of ancient Maya architecture. They pushed their way
through the undergrowth and stumbled across some elaborately carved
upright stones. They had never seen architecture or art like this before.
Both men were experienced adventurers. Stephens had been born in New
Jersey. He entered Columbia University at the age of thirteen and graduated
top of his class in 1822. His training was in law, but he preferred politics and
travel.
Stephens cut his teeth on a trip out west as far as Pittsburgh and beyond.
In 1834, he set off on a two-year expedition that took him across Europe as
far as Poland and Russia. Then he explored the Nile Valley and Jerusalem.
He also went to Petra, at the time a remote and dangerous place. The great
camel-caravan city with its rock-cut temples electrified him. Petra gave
Stephens a passion for ancient civilisations almost overnight.
A gifted storyteller, he started writing to his family about his travels.
Some of his letters appeared in New York newspapers and were widely
enjoyed. He wrote two books about his adventures, both called Incidents of
Travel. One was about Egypt and the Holy Land, and the other was an
account of Poland, Turkey and Russia. Stephens had a direct, entertaining
writing style, and he was a perceptive observer of people and places. Both
books became bestsellers and established him as a first-rate travel writer.
Through his fellow authors he met the artist Frederick Catherwood.
London-born Catherwood had superb artistic talent, which came to the fore
when he visited Italy in 1821. Like Stephens, he was a restless wanderer.
Between 1822 and 1835, Catherwood travelled widely in the Middle East. In
Egypt, he worked with traveller Robert Hay, who visited and studied
numerous sites. He also visited Jerusalem, where he drew the virtually
inaccessible decorated roof of the eleventh-century Islamic Dome of the Rock
shrine. To do so, Catherwood used a camera lucida – basically a mirror that
reflected the image of the roof onto his drawing board.
Back in London, Catherwood created an enormous panoramic scene of
Jerusalem, which proved hugely popular. Stephens and Catherwood met for
the first time at the exhibit in 1836. Later that year, Catherwood brought it to
New York and set up business as an architect. By then, the two men had
become friends, sharing an enthusiasm for adventure and ancient
civilisations. An unsmiling man, Catherwood had an entirely different
personality from Stephens.
Constantly searching for new opportunities, the artist drew his friend’s
attention to two little-known publications that described mysterious ruins in
the forests of Central America. They agreed that they would look for them
one day. Fortunately, both Catherwood’s architecture and the exhibit made
good money, as did Stephens’ books, and so they were able to travel. To
smooth their passage, Stephens managed to land a job as an American
diplomat in Central America. On 3 October 1839, the two friends left New
York for a small, isolated coastal town named Belize, now in the country of
the same name. From there, they would travel inland to ruins at a place called
Copán.
The overland journey through the forested Yucatán Peninsula was tough.
The political situation was chaotic. Their mules sank into the mud on the
narrow trail. Eventually they reached the village of Copán, with its half-
dozen rundown huts. The next day, a guide led them through fields and dense
forest to a river bank. On the opposite side, they spotted a wall of the Maya
city.
Stephens and Catherwood arrived not knowing what to expect. They
crossed the river on horseback and found themselves in a complex of terraces
and pyramids. Unexpectedly they came across a square stone column
sculpted in high relief with the figure of a man and elaborate hieroglyphs. It
was instantly clear to them that the architecture and art styles at Copán were
different from anything in the Mediterranean world. The builders had erected
pyramids (now overgrown), separated by courts and plazas. Elaborate
hieroglyphs carved into stucco (fine plaster) covered the buildings, and there
was a series of richly decorated, individual columns (known technically as
‘stelae’). Copán’s stelae – which depicted portraits of rulers – lined
processional ways in the central plaza. They were also to be found near a
large royal complex of overlapping, stepped pyramids, plazas and palaces
that formed the main core of the city. The tallest pyramid, now known as
Temple 16, once stood more than 30 metres high.
Stephens was moved to eloquence about the brooding forest and the
plazas, as perfect as any Roman amphitheatre. ‘The city was desolate,’ he
wrote. ‘All was mystery, dark impenetrable mystery.’ Who had built these
amazing monuments, he wondered? The hieroglyphs were quite unlike those
of the Egyptians, and the local Indians had no idea who had constructed
Copán. Stephens compared it to a shipwreck: ‘It lay before us like a shattered
bark.’ With a compass and a tape measure, they mapped the ancient city by
cutting straight lines through the forest. This was the first plan of any Maya
site. Unlike Layard in Mesopotamia, they did no digging, but instead relied
on measurements and careful observations to tell Copán’s story.
Catherwood settled down to draw the elaborately decorated stelae and
reliefs – a complex task that tested his artistic ability. Meanwhile, Stephens
pondered who had built Copán. He realised at once that it was not the work
of ancient Egyptians, or of some other civilisation that had sailed across the
Atlantic many centuries earlier. This was an exotic, unique city. If they could
transport even a small portion of the ruins to New York, it would make a
wonderful exhibit. After much bargaining, Stephens bought Copán from the
local owner for $50. Fortunately for future archaeologists, the river would not
support barges, and so he could not actually move anything.
Stephens spent only thirteen days at Copán, but Catherwood stayed much
longer. He worked in heavy rain, with mud up to his ankles, plagued by
mosquitoes. The reliefs were hard to see except in strong light. His task was
enormous, for Copán extended over nearly 3 kilometres and had three main
courts, pyramids and temples.
Eventually, Stephens and Catherwood met up in Guatemala City.
Stephens now abandoned any thoughts of a diplomatic career. The two men
decided to check out reports of another overgrown city known as Palenque in
southern Mexico, said to be as spectacular as Copán. The journey took them
through very rough terrain. By this time, they had switched to broad-brimmed
hats and loose-fitting clothing for comfort, just like the locals.
The final stages of the journey were appalling, despite the assistance of
forty native porters. They often had to cut their way through dense
undergrowth. But finally, Palenque loomed out of the forest. This centre was
much smaller than Copán. It had been ruled by Pacal the Great from AD 615
to 683, and his funeral monument was the magnificent Temple of the
Inscriptions. He was buried under the temple pyramid, which was finally
excavated in 1952.
Stephens and Catherwood set up camp in Pacal’s palace complex. It was
so wet that candles were useless, and Stephens amused himself by reading a
newspaper by the light of fireflies. Besieged by mosquitoes and heavy rain,
the two men stumbled through buildings that were practically invisible
because of the clinging vegetation. While Catherwood sketched, Stephens
built crude ladders and cleared the walls of the palace for the artist. The
thick-walled and elaborately decorated structure enclosed several courtyards
and measured 91 metres in length. The men made a rough plan in a few
weeks, but the humidity and swarms of insects drove them away.
Aware of the money-making and scientific potential of Palenque,
Stephens attempted to buy the ruins for $1,500 – far more than the $50 for
the much remoter Copán. But when he discovered that he would have to
marry a local woman to seal the deal, he backed off hastily. The two men fled
in search of another Maya centre, Uxmal. Unfortunately, Catherwood fell
seriously ill with fever and only managed a single day at that magnificent
site.
In July 1840, the two men returned to New York, where Stephens started
work on Incidents of Travel in Central America, Chiapas and Yucatan, which
became a bestseller a year later. The book showcased Stephens at his best,
being written in an easy narrative style. It was, of course, a travel book, but
Stephens approached the three great sites from the perspective of someone
who was thoroughly familiar with the local Indians. He recognised that the
people who had built Copán, Palenque and Uxmal shared a common culture.
Their art rivalled the finest works of the Mediterranean civilisations and was
of local origin. Stephens ended the book with a clear statement based on his
observations and conversations with the local people: the ruins he had seen
had been built by the ancestors of the local Maya.
Stephens was not alone in writing about the Maya. His book appeared
two years before the Boston historian William H. Prescott published his
classic Conquest of Mexico in 1843. Prescott drew on Stephens’ work,
ensuring that it was widely read by fellow scholars. Meanwhile, only fifteen
months after their return to New York, Catherwood and Stephens went back
to Central America, determined to spend more time at Uxmal.
From November 1841 to January 1842, they stayed at the ruins, mapping,
surveying and drawing perhaps the most magnificent of all Maya centres.
Uxmal is famous for its temple pyramids and long palace buildings. It
controlled a local state from AD 850 to 925. Once again, the men did not
excavate, but concentrated on getting a sense of the site and of its main
building, the so-called Nunnery. Catherwood tried to make as accurate a
record as possible so that he could create a replica back in New York.
Despite attacks of fever, Stephens managed to visit other sites in the
vicinity, such as Kabah. He recovered a few wooden door beams inscribed
with hieroglyphs, which he eventually took to New York. Travelling light,
they rode across the Yucatán. They spent eighteen days at Chichén Itzá,
already famous for its great stepped pyramid, the Castillo, and its huge ball
court. They also met some local scholars who shared valuable historical
information with them.
Catherwood and Stephens visited Cozumel and Tulum, places noted by
the first Spanish explorers, where there was little to see except clouds of
mosquitoes. With that, the two travellers returned to New York in June 1842.
Another bestseller, Stephens’ Incidents of Travel in Yucatan, duly appeared
nine months later. In the final chapters of the book, he reaffirmed that the
Maya ruins were the work of local people, who prospered until the Spanish
Conquest. All subsequent research on Maya civilisation is based on his
forthright conclusion.
This was the end of the two men’s archaeological adventures. Both
returned to Central America to contribute to railroad projects. When malaria
caught up with them, they left. Stephens died in New York in 1852,
weakened by years of tropical fever. Catherwood perished in a collision at
sea off Newfoundland two years later.
Forty years were to pass before any scientific work was done at the sites
they had recorded in words and sketches. Like Austen Henry Layard, John
Lloyd Stephens was content to describe and record, leaving excavation to his
successors. Apart from the difficulties of travel, he had no funds for digging.
And in any case, he was writing a travel book.
Ancient Maya civilisation was swallowed up by the forest after the
Spaniards arrived in the fifteenth century. However, the modern descendants
of those who built Palenque and the other great centres still maintained many
elements of the old Maya culture, including ancient ritual traditions. With
their drawings and publications, Catherwood and Stephens ensured that Maya
civilisation never again vanished into historical oblivion.
CHAPTER 7
A ccording to the Book of Genesis, ‘In the beginning God created the
heavens and the earth.’ He completed that task in six days. Then he formed a
man – ‘a living being’. God placed the first human in the Garden of Eden.
Four rivers flowed from Eden, two of them being the Euphrates and the
Tigris in Mesopotamia, ‘the land between the rivers’.
So how old is humanity? How long has the earth been in existence?
Two centuries ago, Christian teaching considered the creation story in the
Old Testament to be an actual historical event, calculated from the scriptures
to have occurred in 4004 BC. To suggest otherwise was to challenge Christian
belief, a serious offence.
But there was a major problem with this: could all human history have
unfolded in a mere 6,000 years?
The question of human origins had surfaced in scholars’ minds as early as
the sixteenth century. Antiquarians throughout Europe puzzled over the
collections of stone tools discovered in ploughed fields. Many called them
natural objects formed by thunderbolts. Then John Frere came along and
everything changed.
John Frere (1740–1807) was an English country landowner and a
graduate of Cambridge University, where he had studied mathematics with
some success. He became the high sheriff of Suffolk and a member of
parliament from 1799 to 1802, but his major interests in later life were
geology (the study of rocks and the earth) and archaeology. His political and
social connections were excellent, and he was elected a fellow (member) of
the Royal Society and of the Society of Antiquaries of London, both major
learned societies of the day. By all accounts he was a charming man, blessed
with a deep curiosity about the countryside around his home at Roydon Hall
in Norfolk, eastern England.
In 1797, some brick workers uncovered stone axes and the bones of large
animals in a clay-mining pit at Hoxne, a small village some 8 kilometres
from Frere’s home. He rode over and dug carefully into the walls of the brick
pit, recovering more axes and the bones of long-extinct elephants (now, of
course, tropical animals) sealed between sterile layers.
Frere realised that this was something extraordinary. He did what most
antiquarians did at the time: he wrote a short letter to the Society of
Antiquaries of London, knowing that most people interested in the past were
members. As was the custom, on 22 June 1797 his brief report was read
aloud to the membership and was published three years later. A trivial event,
one might think; but what Frere wrote was truly memorable. He described his
finds as ‘weapons of war, fabricated and used by a people who had not the
use of metals’. So far, there was nothing particularly astonishing as many of
his fellow members believed that the ancient Britons had no metal. But what
he wrote next was really remarkable: ‘The situation in which these weapons
were found may tempt us to refer them to a very remote period indeed, even
beyond that of the present world.’
Frere’s words were fundamentally at odds with religious teachings and
must have struck the Society of Antiquaries like a thunderclap. The members
were cautious, respectable folk, and numbered among them many priests.
And so they quietly published Frere’s letter . . . and set it aside. John Frere’s
discovery was ignored for sixty years.
Even before the Hoxne finds, there had been a few discoveries of
elephant bones alongside stone tools fashioned by humans in Europe. This
was surprising, for there were no elephants there in the nineteenth century.
As more elephant remains and stone tools came to light, it gradually became
obvious that humans had lived in Europe long before anyone had used
metals, and had dwelt alongside long-extinct animals. Apparently, they had
even hunted them. Did they do this before the biblical creation of 6,000 years
ago?
Those six millennia of human existence were becoming more crowded.
For instance, how could one explain the mysterious stone circles of Avebury
and Stonehenge? These were already ancient when the Roman general Julius
Caesar invaded Britain just over 2,000 years ago. People started pondering a
hitherto unthinkable question: had the world existed before divine creation?
Christian teaching considered such a thought both irresponsible and criminal.
We tend to think of archaeology as just the study of ancient human
societies, but such a narrow viewpoint is wrong. You can’t rely on
archaeological excavations and artefacts alone to reconstruct the past.
Archaeology developed alongside other disciplines, such as biology and
geology. And they all came together when scientists started to confront such
tough issues as human beginnings. There was no way of understanding our
origins without studying both fossil animals and the geology of the earth. To
show that humans had flourished long before 4004 BC required proof that
they had lived alongside the long-extinct animals found in the layered rocks
of the earth.
Geology and religion came into sharp conflict. Christian teachings of the
day proclaimed that God had created earth’s geological layers in a series of
divine acts. There were several creations, separated by catastrophes. Some of
these events led to the extinction of animals – the last of them being Noah’s
flood. As far as the Bible was concerned, humans and extinct animals had
nothing to do with one another. Yet with increasing frequency, archaeology
was turning up evidence of their coexistence in obviously very ancient
geological levels.
John Frere unearthed his stone axes and elephant bones at Hoxne during a
time of major change across Britain. Cities were booming. Canals and other
large-scale construction activities exposed many feet of geological layers in
all kinds of places. While the Society of Antiquaries forgot Frere’s work, a
humble canal expert named William Smith (1769–1839) revolutionised
geology with his field observations while designing the routes of waterways
across the countryside. Smith mapped rock formations over long distances.
And he identified long sequences of them, clearly formed over lengthy
periods of time. His enthusiasm for geological formations was infectious, and
he soon became known as ‘Strata Smith’ (‘strata’ being the geological term
for layers or levels).
This remarkable geologist was also a keen fossil collector. His vast
experience of geological layers helped him realise that many layers of the
earth contained distinctive fossils, and that changes in fossils represented
changes in time. This was an entirely different way of looking at the world.
There were no snapshots of sudden catastrophes or dramatic divine acts. It
became increasingly hard to assume that God had all of a sudden created
these complex strata. Surely they had been formed by such natural processes
as rainfall, flooding, blowing sand or earthquakes . . .?
A new scientific doctrine emerged, that of ‘uniformitarianism’. In other
words, the same slow-moving geological factors that had formed the earth in
the past were still in operation. The earth as we know it had developed from a
continuous process of constant change that extended far back into a remote
past.
A celebrated British geologist, Sir Charles Lyell (1797–1875), took over
where Smith left off. He studied geological sequences all over Europe and
wrote one of the classics of nineteenth-century science. His Principles of
Geology was an attempt to explain changes in the earth that resulted from
natural processes that were still in progress. This, of course, made it possible
to argue that humans had originated over a far longer span of time than 6,000
years. But the Church was still all-powerful, and Lyell was careful not to
discuss the thorny issue of human origins in his book.
Like so many great scientific advances, Lyell’s brilliant study influenced
field researchers in other disciplines. Among them was the young biologist
Charles Darwin, who read Principles of Geology while on a five-year
scientific voyage around the world on HMS Beagle in 1831–36. Darwin
observed geological layers in South America that had clearly been formed
over long periods of time. He also recovered fossils and observed modern
animal species, especially birds, that had changed gradually over time. These
observations were to lead him to his revolutionary theory of evolution and
natural selection.
Interest in extinct animals intensified, especially when their bones
emerged from buried layers in caves. Cave excavations became a fashionable
way of finding long-extinct animals. In Belgium and France, stone tools
started showing up in the same cave layers as the bones of extinct animals. In
Britain, a Catholic priest, Father John MacEnery (1797–1841), excavated
Kents Cavern, a large cave near Torquay in southwestern England, in 1825
and 1826. There he found stone artefacts and extinct rhinoceros bones sealed
in the same level, under a layer of stalagmite (a limestone deposit formed on
cave floors by drips from the ceiling). MacEnery may have been a priest, but
he became convinced that people and (now extinct) animals had lived
alongside one another longer ago than 6,000 years. Prominent churchmen
disagreed, and some even claimed that later people had dug pits into the older
levels and left their tools alongside fossil animal bones.
Nevertheless, thanks to the Kents Cavern finds, the leaders of the
scientific establishment started to take notice of the human artefacts and
extinct animals that were now routinely being found together. They were
particularly interested in the discoveries of Jacques Boucher de Perthes
(1788–1868), a minor customs official, at Abbeville in northern France’s
Somme Valley. Boucher de Perthes visited the gravel pits around the town
almost daily. He unearthed finely made stone axes in the same levels as the
bones of extinct elephants and other bygone beasts. He became obsessed with
his tools and said they were the work of people who had lived before the
biblical flood.
Unfortunately, Boucher de Perthes was given to delivering long, dull
lectures about his finds. And in 1841, he wrote a book, De la Creation, a
five-volume discourse on human origins that caused scientists to label him a
crank. By 1847, when he published the first volume of another long-winded
essay, Boucher de Perthes was convinced that his Somme axes were very
ancient indeed. His persistence paid off. A few French experts visited the pits
and concluded that he was right. Their influential opinions reached both Paris
and London. Had Boucher de Perthes not been such a bore, his discoveries
might have been recognised for what they were much sooner.
In 1846, the Torquay Natural History Society set up a committee to
explore Kents Cavern anew. They employed a schoolmaster and talented
geologist, William Pengelly, to lead new excavations. His discoveries
confirmed Father MacEnery’s conclusions. Another cave came to light
during quarrying above the town of Brixham, across the bay from Torquay,
in 1858. A distinguished committee of the Royal Society observed Pengelly’s
investigations there. Beneath a thick layer of stalagmite on the cave floor, he
unearthed numerous bones from extinct animals. These included cave lions,
mammoths (a long-haired cold-loving elephant), ancient forms of rhinoceros
and reindeer, alongside human-made stone tools. The association between
human tools and extinct animals was now beyond doubt.
In 1859, just before Charles Darwin published On the Origin of Species,
two leading members of the scientific establishment paid a brief visit to the
Somme sites: geologist Joseph Prestwich and antiquarian John Evans, the
leading expert on stone tools. Evans himself dug a stone axe from the same
level as a bone from an extinct elephant. The two scientists returned to
London convinced that humans had lived on earth long before the biblical
creation. They published their findings in papers that were read to the Royal
Society and the Society of Antiquaries of London, where John Frere’s brief
letter about Hoxne had been presented six decades earlier. Times had finally
changed, and the scientific evidence was beyond dispute. There was no
longer any doubt that humans had a very long history indeed.
The Brixham and Somme finds raised serious questions about human
ancestry. Obviously, humans had first appeared far earlier than 6,000 years
ago. But how much earlier? Charles Darwin’s famous theory of evolution and
the discovery of an exotic-looking human skull in Germany would set the
stage for the study of an open-ended human past.
CHAPTER 8
F ishermen on the shores of the Swiss lakes had complained for years. Their
lines caught on the bottom, then snapped, and they lost the hooks. Their nets
mysteriously clung to the bottom. Fragments of torn netting tangled up with
branches would occasionally float to the surface. There was talk of sunken
underwater forests.
No one took any notice of their complaints until 1853–54, when a major
drought reduced lake levels dramatically. The ‘forests’ turned out to be
wooden posts, or ‘piles’, sunk into layers of dark sediment. These had once
supported huts built above the water. Local antiquarians followed up, and by
1869 they had located more than 200 such lakeside sites.
The finds came to the attention of Ferdinand Keller (1800–81), a
professor of English at the University of Zürich and president of the Zürich
Antiquarian Society. He led major excavations at a maze of piles visible in
the exposed bed of Lake Zürich near the village of Obermeilen in 1854.
This was an entirely new kind of archaeology for Switzerland, involving
organic materials that normally never survived. Unless kept wet, such finds
soon dry out, crack or even crumble into dust. The damp mud had preserved
an astounding range of objects that would usually have perished: axes and
adzes with timber handles, wooden wheels, fishing nets, baskets and ropes.
There were lots of cattle, sheep and goat bones, and the remains of red deer,
beaver and boar. There were numerous wheat and barley seeds, wild fruit,
hazelnuts, peas and beans.
Keller’s methods were crude. He dug around the posts and recovered as
many objects as he could. However, he had no way of dating the site and its
contents.
The lake dwelling discoveries came just as Gabriel de Mortillet and
others brought a ladderlike order of human progress to the Palaeolithic
period. But many people interested in the remote past wondered about later
prehistoric societies. What had happened in Europe as temperatures rose after
the Ice Age? When did farming begin in Europe? What crops did such people
grow? Keller’s discoveries at Obermeilen drew back the curtain on some of
Europe’s early farmers.
Keller knew from his finds that his lake dwellings were occupied over
several thousand years. But why did the inhabitants build houses on the
water? Like Lartet and Christy with the Cro-Magnons, Keller turned to
anthropology. He thought immediately of French explorers’ descriptions of
New Guinea villages, comprising stilt houses built in shallow water. Thus,
Keller imagined that the wooden piles were from similar prehistoric stilt
houses, whose inhabitants had dropped the tools and food remains into the
water beneath their dwellings. He referred to the houses as ‘pile dwellings’.
Much later, more careful excavation proved Keller wrong. Some Swiss
lake dwellings lay on swampy land that had been flooded by rising lake
levels. Others had been built above the water and had had posts sunk into the
ground to stabilise the structures. As the water rose, fine silt covered the
house floors and hearths between the posts, preserving numerous perishable
remains of early farming life.
Ferdinand Keller’s discoveries hit the headlines. Artists painted
reconstructions of the villages. They located them (wrongly) on platforms
joined to dry land by gangplanks, as if the settlements were on humanly made
wooden islands. Unlike the Cro-Magnons, who moved around constantly,
these villagers lived at the same location for long periods of time. They had
to, because they were farmers tied to their fields. The remains of their crops
survived at the sites.
Today, we know that most lakeside settlements like these date to between
4000 BC and somewhere after 1000 BC. Similar kinds of villages occur by
alpine lakes in France, Germany, Italy and Slovenia. In the late nineteenth
century, Obermeilen and sites like it became a benchmark for the study of
early European farmers. They provided such rich archives of tools and food
remains that they became a kind of dictionary for understanding such people,
even those who dwelt far from the Swiss lakes.
Farmers crave salt – to supplement their diet of mainly cereal grains, but
also for preserving fish and meat for later consumption. Rock salt was like
gold dust for those lucky enough to live close to a source and who were able
to trade in it. The Salzkammergut Mountains contain vast quantities of rock
salt. People were mining it near Salzbergtal, a small village above the
lakeside town of Hallstatt, close to Salzburg, Austria, by at least 1000 BC, and
probably earlier. Generations of miners worked the Salzkammergut
Mountains, among them Johann Georg Ramsauer (1795–1874). He became a
mining apprentice at the age of thirteen. Soon an expert, he rose to the
position of Bergmeister, manager of all mining activity.
Ramsauer was quite a character. He lived in a medieval fort called the
Rudolfsturm, close to the mine. Very much a family man, he raised twenty-
two children who survived to adulthood. His other passion was
archaeological excavation. He devoted his leisure time to excavating 1,000 or
so graves in an enormous Iron Age cemetery, discovered during construction
between Rudolfsturm and the mine. The dead were the Hallstatt people, their
culture named by Ramsauer after the local town. They were miners, who had
dug into the hills by the light of pine torches. The salt had preserved their
leather backpacks, gloves and hats.
Ramsauer excavated the cemetery between 1846 and 1863 – a period that
coincided with the first Neanderthal discovery and the excavations of Swiss
lake villages. To assist him, Ramsauer employed a painter, who spent years
sketching and recording the finds and the graves. His watercolours show the
positions of vessels, metal objects and other grave furniture relative to the
human bones or cremated remains.
As the graves were cleaned, they were sketched and described in
comprehensive notes. About half were cremations and half were burials. The
dead were not chieftains or important people. They were miners and
metalworkers, buried with ornaments and their tools and weapons. These
were expert traders, whose metal products and salt spread across wide areas
of Europe. They were clearly in touch with long-distance trade networks:
some of them owned ivory ornaments from distant Africa, while others wore
amber (fossilised tree resin) beads from the Baltic Sea area.
Unfortunately, in 1874 Ramsauer died before publishing his work. Nor
did he record the bones or details of the objects found in the graves. His
handwritten notes vanished, only to be found in a second-hand bookstore in
Vienna in 1932. How reliable they are as a record of the work is uncertain.
But they were finally published in 1959. It is a miracle just how much
valuable information survived from the enormous excavation. Sadly,
however, it represents just a fraction of what could have been learned from
the cemetery today.
But how old were the lake villages and the Hallstatt cemetery? Today we
know that the Hallstatt culture flourished from the eighth to the sixth
centuries BC. But in the mid to late nineteenth century there was no way of
guessing this. The new geology, the theory of evolution and the Neanderthal
discovery had all opened up a vast, unknown landscape of the past.
Worsaae’s excavations and the Three-Age System provided a general
framework, but still no actual dates for any pre-Roman European society.
Fortunately, a Swedish archaeologist, Oscar Montelius (1843–1921), took
over where Jens Jacob Worsaae and others had left off. He devoted his career
to building chronological frameworks (records of events as they occurred in
time) across Europe.
It takes a special kind of personality to be an expert on artefacts,
especially when almost nothing is known about them. The work requires
endless patience, a passion for obscure, often tiny details, and a love of the
past. Montelius possessed these qualities in abundance. A brilliant linguist, he
was easy-going and personally engaging. In demand as a lecturer, he did
much to keep archaeology in the public eye.
Montelius was born in Stockholm and spent his entire professional life at
the Museum of National Antiquities there, rising eventually to become its
director. He was one of the first museum archaeologists. Such scholars spend
their careers totally immersed in collections and artefacts.
Accurate chronologies (timelines) based on artefacts and the positions in
which they were found were Montelius’s passion. He realised from the start
that the only way to achieve such timelines was to travel throughout Europe,
the Mediterranean and the Middle East. There, one could find objects dated
by the known age of the sites where they were found or by historical records.
These artefacts would be the chronological anchors for similar objects found
hundreds of miles away in prehistoric Europe.
And travel he did. Montelius visited hundreds of museums, many of them
in small towns far from big cities. There were no cars, only railways and
endless journeys by horse-drawn coach or on horseback. Electric lighting was
still unknown, and of course there were no typewriters or computers.
Everything had to be recorded by hand. Montelius acquired information not
only from his own travels, but also from a wide network of colleagues whom
he encountered during his journeys or contacted by letter.
Over many years of research, Montelius developed his ‘cross-dating’
technique. Using objects of known age from the ancient Egyptians and other
Mediterranean civilisations, he linked artefact after artefact across Europe by
comparing their minor details and stylistic features. He also compared them
to dated objects. Bracelets, daggers, clay vessels and pins – all formed part of
Montelius’s chronologies. He ended up with interconnected networks of
dated artefacts of all kinds that extended from one end of Europe to the other.
In 1885, Montelius published his masterpiece, On Dating in the Bronze
Age. This brilliant work, based on his study of thousands of objects and the
sites where they came from, produced the first timeline for ancient Europe.
Using axes, brooches, swords and other artefacts, he subdivided the European
Bronze Age into six time periods. His evidence for these stages, based on
huge numbers of finds, was so convincing that it was very soon almost
universally accepted. Sometime later, Montelius dated the beginning of the
Bronze Age back to 1800 BC. Many of his colleagues thought this too early.
But more than three-quarters of a century later, in the early 1970s,
radiocarbon dating, unknown in Montelius’s day, proved him correct (see
Chapter 27).
Montelius also believed that archaeologists should share their discoveries
with the public. To this end, he lectured and gave guided tours of the
museum, talking to a wide variety of audiences. He spoke eloquently in
English, French, German and Italian – all without notes. Numerous popular
articles and books flowed from his pen. Influenced by his wife, he also fought
for women’s rights. In many ways, the leading European archaeologist of his
day was far ahead of his contemporaries.
By the time Montelius became director of Sweden’s Museum of National
Antiquities, archaeology had come a long way. Thanks to his thorough
research, and that of his Scandinavian predecessors, many Europeans were
now well aware of the importance of the prehistoric past. However,
excavation methods (with a few notable exceptions) were still rough and
ready, especially in Mediterranean lands. The lust for museum specimens and
spectacular finds continued unabated. But for the first time, there was a
framework for Europe before the Romans, based on artefacts and their
contexts, and not just on a few great discoveries.
In the late nineteenth century, professional archaeologists were a rare
breed. Much archaeology was still little more than casual collecting. And
almost all of it was still done in Greece and Italy, the Middle East and
Europe. But archaeology was on the move elsewhere, and especially in the
Americas. There, the sensational discoveries of John Lloyd Stephens and
Frederick Catherwood helped direct other archaeologists’ minds towards
three fundamental questions. What was the ancestry of the Native
Americans? Where had they come from? And how had they crossed into the
Americas?
CHAPTER 12
I n April 1883, the soldiers at Fort Apache, Arizona, were astonished when a
lone traveller on a mule rode up to the gate. The Apache were on the warpath,
and that made travel very difficult.
The rider was Swiss-born Adolph Francis Alphonse Bandelier (1840–
1914), who was wandering through the remote Indian territories of the desert
studying the ‘ruined cities’ of the people who had lived there long before
Columbus.
Bandelier was travelling through the virtually unknown American
Southwest. A few Spanish-led expeditions from Mexico had visited Hopi and
Zuni Pueblo Indian villages in search of gold, but they had left empty-
handed. There had been tales of crowded, multi-storey Indian settlements,
commonly called ‘pueblos’, but there were few details.
The first lengthy description of the ancient pueblos came in 1849, when
US Army Lieutenant James Henry Simpson and artist Richard Kern visited
ten ancient pueblos, including the great ruins at Pueblo Bonito, in Chaco
Canyon, New Mexico, and the Navajo pueblos in Canyon de Chelly in
northeastern Arizona.
The number of outside visitors to the region increased dramatically after
the completion of the transcontinental railroad in 1869, as ever more settlers
moved westward. The US government organised official expeditions to map
and explore what was essentially a huge environmental laboratory. Their
tasks included studying the geology of the area and gathering knowledge
about the Pueblo Indians and their settlements.
Most government expeditions were more concerned with geology and
potential mining opportunities than with Indian pueblos. Adolph Bandelier on
his humble mule had quite different interests. A small-town banker in upstate
New York, then a coalmine manager, the quiet and scholarly Bandelier used
his spare time to study Spanish records of Mexico and the Southwest at a
time of public fascination with the American West.
A skilled linguist, he scoured little-known archives, but learned virtually
nothing about Pueblo Indian history. His hobby became an obsession, and he
soon realised that he needed to extend his library-based research by going
into the field in the Southwest. Bandelier dropped everything to travel to
Santa Fe, New Mexico, with only a small grant to his name. Though almost
penniless and with few possessions beyond his mule, at least he could now
study Pueblo Indian archaeology and history in situ.
Bandelier knew that any investigation of the past would start with
existing Pueblo Indian communities. He stopped first at the recently
abandoned Pecos Pueblo in New Mexico. As late as the seventeenth century,
as many as 2,000 people had lived at Pecos. The last of them had left by the
1830s, fifty years before Bandelier arrived.
Having mastered the local language in an astonishing ten days, he
collected vital historical information from elderly residents. He also described
and surveyed the ruins of the large pueblo, but did not excavate: he had
neither the knowledge nor the money to do so. His Pecos research convinced
him that the only way to study earlier Pueblo history was by working
backwards from living societies into the distant past, using archaeology.
Bandelier wrote a detailed report on his Pecos research, but it attracted little
attention.
He now searched for other promising sites. In late 1880, he spent three
months living with the inhabitants of Cochiti Pueblo. New Mexico’s Catholic
priests helped him extensively in contacting Indian informants, especially
after he converted to Catholicism.
The pueblos that Bandelier visited consisted of closely packed adobe
(mud) rooms, connected to one another by a maze of entrances and narrow
passageways. Some of the larger pueblos had two storeys – or even more,
like the great semi-circular, multi-storey Pueblo Bonito in Chaco Canyon.
Large, circular underground chambers were to be found in the open centre of
the semi-circular structure. These kivas were places where secret ceremonies
were held. Seemingly ramshackle and somewhat untidy, the pueblos were in
fact highly organised communities, where extended families had lived for
generations.
From 1881 to 1892, Bandelier wandered across Arizona and New
Mexico. Though he made extensive notes during his travels, he didn’t live to
see them in print (they were finally published in the 1960s and 1970s). They
contain information of great archaeological and historical importance.
Strictly speaking, Bandelier was not an archaeologist; but he was in all
but name. He never drove a spade into an archaeological site. Instead, with
his plans and site descriptions, he laid the groundwork for later researchers’
excavations.
Bandelier approached the history of the Pueblo Indians using written
sources and oral traditions, as well as his own observations. He was the first
American archaeologist to use his observations of living Indian tribes to
interpret the past. He regarded archaeology as a study not of objects, but of
the history and information that the finds supplied. He tracked back from the
present to ancient times, using everything from Indian pot designs to local
histories passed from generation to generation. As he put it, he worked ‘from
the known to the unknown, step by step’. Bandelier’s remarkable fieldwork
formed the foundations for the pioneering archaeological work that was to
come a generation later. All those who followed in his footsteps worked from
the present back into the past, as Southwest archaeology does to this day.
Bandelier supported his wanderings by writing a Catholic history,
magazine articles – and even a novel, The Delight Makers, set in prehistoric
times. His object in doing so was more than just to make money (although
that would have been welcome). He wanted to share Southwest Indian history
with a broader public. The novel was not a commercial success, but it was
striking for its insights into Indian society. Bandelier left the Southwest in
1892 and spent the rest of his life working in Mexico, South America and
Spain.
Unlike archaeology in many other parts of the world, which began with
large-scale digging, the Southwest’s past began with Bandelier’s careful
studies of living societies and historic pueblos. He realised that to succeed,
archaeologists would have to work back through the centuries by digging into
pueblo garbage heaps, with their thousands of broken pot fragments. He
could not do so himself, and so he contented himself with maps, surveys and
talking to living Pueblo Indians. There was another problem, too. Many of
the most promising pueblos for archaeology were still occupied, which made
digging impossible.
Alongside Bandelier was another visitor who helped lay the basis for later
excavations – a remarkable anthropologist who lived among the Zuni Indians
and acquired an insider’s knowledge of their society. Frank Hamilton
Cushing (1857–1900) was the son of a physician. A smooth-talking scholar,
he liked drama and had a taste for carefully managed publicity. In 1875,
Cushing was appointed assistant in ethnology (the study of non-Western
peoples) at the Smithsonian Institution, where he learned of the Pueblo
Indians of New Mexico.
In late 1879, Cushing accompanied US Army Colonel James Stevenson
on a Smithsonian expedition to the Southwest. Cushing arrived at Zuni
Pueblo as the September sun was setting behind the village. He described the
densely inhabited pueblo as ‘a little island of mesas [flat-topped hills], one
upon another.’ He was supposed to stay for just three months. Instead, he
remained for four and a half years, after which time he left to attend to his
neglected duties in Washington.
Cushing stayed behind after Stevenson and his companions moved on.
Even after a few days, he was aware that his work had hardly begun.
Bandelier had wandered freely across the Southwest, collecting information
and identifying abandoned pueblos. But Cushing took a totally different
approach. He realised that a true understanding of the Zuni could only be
achieved by living among them, mastering their language and recording their
lives in detail. Today, anthropologists call this ‘participant observation’, but it
was a novel idea in Cushing’s time. Cushing was not an archaeologist, but he
was aware that Zuni culture extended far back into the past. And he knew that
his research provided a baseline for studying much earlier history.
At first the Indians threatened to kill him when he tried to record their
dances. But his calm response made a deep impression on them and he was
never harassed again. The Zuni allowed him to study the structure of their
society, and he was even initiated into their secret Priesthood of the Bow.
Cushing had his ears pierced and he dressed in Indian clothes. Eventually, the
Zunis came to trust him enough to appoint him a war chief. Next to his
numerous transcriptions of Zuni folktales and myths, he recorded his own
title: ‘1st War Chief of Zuni: US Assistant Ethnologist’.
Cushing became a passionate supporter of the Zuni and did much to
protect their lands against European settlers. But he upset some powerful
people in Washington who had their eyes on land in the area, and he was
recalled. Despite ill health, he lectured widely on his experiences and wrote
about them for popular audiences. Frank Cushing’s strong personal
magnetism and his public-speaking skills did much to heighten public interest
in the Southwest. His books and lectures presented a romantic vision of
pueblo life that was often far from reality. Nevertheless, his accounts of Zuni
oral traditions and ceremonies are of lasting value, even today.
Cushing would be the first to admit that he was no archaeologist; but he
considered archaeology a way of carrying his research on living people back
into earlier centuries. Excavation, he knew, was the way to work from
modern times into the past. On a later, brief expedition to the Southwest, he
did excavate a cemetery in Arizona’s Salt River Valley. A powerful
earthquake had destroyed a nearby pueblo, which he also investigated. But
his Southwestern researches were over by 1890.
Bandelier and Cushing showed the potential for serious excavation. Dry
conditions in caves and pueblos preserved ancient baskets, painted pots,
woven sleeping mats and even dried-out human burials. Many of these finds
trickled back to America’s East Coast and fetched high prices.
Inevitably, pothunters and antiques dealers moved in on the pueblos.
Richard Wetherill, a Colorado rancher-turned-trader and artefact collector,
was one of those who indulged in treasure hunting, acquiring painted pottery
and other artefacts from dozens of archaeological sites.
In 1888, Wetherill and another rancher, Charlie Mason, were looking for
stray cattle in the canyons of Mesa Verde in southern Colorado when they
came across a large pueblo set in a cave – the largest cliff dwelling in North
America. Now known as the Cliff Palace, the pueblo was built of sandstone,
with mortar made of soil, water and ash to hold the stone blocks together.
About a hundred people dwelt in the Cliff Palace between AD 1190 and 1260,
before it was abandoned, perhaps following a long period of drought. This
was an important administrative and ceremonial centre, with twenty-three
sunken kivas.
Mesa Verde and other sites in the region became a gold mine for Richard
Wetherill’s family. His last years found him at Pueblo Bonito in Chaco
Canyon. In 1897, he opened a store near the site selling artefacts and
provisions. By 1900, he had cleared more than 190 rooms – over half the site
– and had sold their contents. His ‘excavations’ were sponsored to the tune of
at least $25,000 by private individuals, who gave the finds to the American
Museum of Natural History in New York. After rumours of huge profits
reached Washington, Wetherill’s excavations were suspended by official
order. In 1907, he signed over ownership of the land to the government.
Meanwhile, the few professional archaeologists in the Southwest, led by
Edgar Hewett (1865–1946), a disciple of Adolph Bandelier, lobbied
successfully for some laws to protect archaeological sites on public land. The
American Antiquities Act of 1906 offered limited protection to key areas like
Chaco Canyon and Mesa Verde. Hewitt started a field school to train young
archaeologists in proper excavation methods – not those used by pothunters.
Much of the work involved cleaning up sites damaged by looters.
Bandelier, Cushing and others established a basic principle about the
Southwest: you need to work backwards from the present into the past.
Archaeologists have followed this principle ever since.
CHAPTER 14
Toros! Toros!
I n 1868, while out fox hunting, a Spanish hunter, Modesto Cubillas, lost
track of his dog among some rocks. From below ground came the sound of
barking. Cubillas found the hole through which the dog had disappeared,
widened it and stumbled upon a long-hidden cave. He didn’t explore the
cavern, but reported its existence to the landowner, the Marquis de Sautuola
(1831–88), a lawyer who owned several estates in northern Spain. Sautuola
had many interests, among them books, gardening and archaeology.
But investigating the past was not a high priority for the busy landowner.
Eleven years passed before he visited Cubillas’s cave (now known as
Altamira, meaning ‘a high viewpoint’). Wandering through the cavern, he
noticed some black marks on the wall, but thought nothing of them. Soon
afterwards, however, he visited Paris where he saw a display of beautifully
engraved antler and bone fragments – ancient Cro-Magnon artefacts from
southwestern France. His mind turned to Altamira, and he wondered whether
similar finds might lie in the layers of the cave.
Back home, he decided to excavate. His nine-year-old daughter Maria
begged to come along too. As father and daughter looked on, labourers dug
into the earthen floor with picks and shovels in a hasty search for engraved
tools. But Maria soon tired of the muddy work and wandered off to play
deeper in the cave. Suddenly, from a low side chamber, the marquis heard a
cry: ‘Toros! Toros!’ – ‘Bulls! Bulls!’
Sautuola hurried over and Maria pointed to a polychrome (multi-
coloured) bison, one of numerous animal paintings on the rock. Bison, wild
boar and deer all appeared in a jumble on the roof. The vivid colours of the
paintings made the beasts look as if they had been painted only the day
before. Maria had made one of the greatest archaeological discoveries of the
nineteenth century.
The Altamira painted chamber, with its low ceiling, is like a zoo of large,
Ice Age beasts. Long-extinct bison painted in black and red stand there, their
hair bristling, sometimes with lowered heads. Others crouch. A wild pig
prances across the rock. There are deer with huge antlers. The animals fill the
ceiling, and many seem more alive because of the bulges in the rock that
emphasise their bodies. Among the beasts are red handprints. Some of these
were made by blowing red powder onto the ceiling, while others were
carefully painted in place.
Sautuola recognised at once that the Altamira cave paintings were similar
to the engraved figures he had seen in Paris. He published a pamphlet on the
cave in which he proposed the idea that the wall art could be from the same
period as the artefacts he had seen on display in France. To his dismay,
French archaeologists immediately rejected the notion: the fresh-looking
paintings were, they said, modern and too sophisticated to be the work of
prehistoric savages. Some went so far as to call the paintings forgeries,
created by a modern artist, perhaps in collaboration with the marquis. Bitter
and heartbroken, Sautuola retired to his estates and died in 1888, still
suspected of forgery. It would be many years before his name was cleared.
A few paintings and engravings had also been found in caves in
southwestern France. The experts also considered them to be modern. This
was hardly surprising, since, at the time, most people believed that
‘primitive’ ancient hunters could never be artists. Soon, more prehistoric
paintings came to light. In 1895, the owner of the La Mouthe cave near Les
Eyzies in the Dordogne – Lartet and Christy’s hunting ground – removed
some of the earthen fill. He found himself in a hitherto sealed gallery, with an
engraved bison and other figures covering the walls. They were obviously
ancient. More painted caves came to light, at locations that are now popular
tourist attractions – Les Combarelles (which is famous for its engravings) and
the Font de Gaume cave, close to Les Eyzies (with its woolly mammoth
paintings). The case for Ice Age art grew stronger and stronger.
In 1898, a small party of archaeologists visited Les Combarelles. They
included an eminent French archaeologist named Émile Cartailhac (1845–
1921) and a young Catholic priest, Henri Breuil (1877–1961).
The engravings deep underground left a powerful impression on
Cartailhac. Four years later, he and Breuil visited Altamira. The young priest
firmly believed that the paintings there dated back to the Ice Age, but
Cartailhac had long maintained that they must be modern. Now, however, he
changed his mind – the paintings were ancient. Indeed, he found the evidence
so strong that he published a famous paper apologising for his previous
beliefs. He declared that Altamira was a prehistoric art gallery. The Marquis
de Sautuola and his daughter were finally proved right.
Much of the credit for Émile Cartailhac’s change of mind must go to
Henri Breuil, who was to become a giant of rock art research. A native of
Normandy in northern France, Breuil was the son of a lawyer. He was
ordained a Catholic priest in 1900. A man of profound faith, Breuil was also
an exceptional scientist. The young priest’s faith was so strong that the
Church ignored his Ice Age research (which was against its teachings) and
gave him permission to pursue his studies – not as a priest, but as an
independent scholar.
Soon after he became a priest, Breuil met two French prehistorians, Louis
Capitan and Édouard Piette, who gave him a thorough grounding in the
antler, bone and stone tools from the French caves. Breuil was strong-minded
and did not suffer fools gladly – you disagreed with him at your peril. But he
was a superb artist at a time when both controlled lighting underground and
high-quality photography were near impossible. Copying delicate rock
paintings required the artist to make rough sketches and then measure the
figures. This obliged him to lie on sacks filled with ferns and straw, using
only candles or flickering lamps for illumination. Breuil spent days wedged
into narrow passages in near-total darkness, tracing engravings and faint
images onto paper. He once calculated that he had spent more than 700 days
underground, copying paintings and engravings.
Breuil finished his rough sketches in watercolours, checking them against
black-and-white photographs whenever possible. Inevitably, some of his
copies were somewhat imaginative; but even today, when colour images are
available, they represent an invaluable rock art archive. Unfortunately, many
of the paintings he recorded have now vanished because of air changes
generated by frequent visitors.
An astonishing discovery came in 1940, when some schoolboys hunting
rabbits near the town of Montignac lost their dog down a rabbit hole. On
hearing him barking underground, they opened up the rabbit hole and
scrambled down. The boys found themselves in a large hall covered in
magnificent paintings of wild bulls, bison and other animals. Breuil hastened
to what is now known as Lascaux cave. The huge bulls and fierce bison, the
colours as vibrant as the day they were painted, astonished him. Thanks to
radiocarbon dating (see Chapter 27), we now know that the paintings and
engravings had been sealed underground for at least 15,000 years.
After copying the Altamira paintings, Breuil had devised a theory that
there were two different Upper Palaeolithic art styles, which evolved from the
simple to the more complex. He was convinced that the artworks were a form
of what he called ‘hunting magic’. The images were a connection to the
spirits of the animals painted on the walls, created to ensure hunters’ success.
He also believed that some of the paintings and engravings, especially on
portable objects, were of such artistic merit that they were made for pleasure
– evidence of the creativity of Cro-Magnon artists.
Colour and infrared photography, as well as later, often spectacular
discoveries, such as Lascaux, has shown that this theory was too simplistic.
Another painted cave, Grotte de Chauvet, discovered in 1994, contains
magnificent paintings of Ice Age rhinoceroses and other extinct animals,
which were painted around 30,000 years ago. The Chauvet paintings are even
more elaborate than Lascaux, yet they are earlier.
No one has yet devised a generally agreed sequence for what is obviously
a complex and very old art tradition. Nor can the experts agree on what the
art means. Soon after the Lascaux discovery, Breuil went out to South Africa,
where he stayed until 1952 studying the rock art of the San (indigenous
people once known as Bushmen).
He had first seen San rock art during a visit to the country for a
conference in 1929. Early travellers and anthropologists had found San
paintings long before Altamira was discovered. As early as 1874, South
African anthropologist George Stow told of meeting some San hunters who
were not painters themselves, but who knew people who were.
San rock art is quite unlike the works in French caves. In southern Africa,
there are scenes of the chase during a hunt, of people collecting honey, of
dances and ceremonies, and of camp life, as well as signs and symbols.
Breuil again considered this art a product of hunting magic, but we now
know it had far more complex meanings.
Not that Breuil was the first scholar to puzzle over San rock art.
Ironically, not long before Altamira was discovered, a German linguist,
Wilhelm Bleek (1827–75), learned several San dialects while living in Cape
Town. He did so after persuading the authorities to release twenty-eight San
convicts working on the breakwaters of Cape Town harbour to act as his
teachers. They lived at Bleek’s house while he and his sister-in-law Lucy
Lloyd compiled not only vocabularies and grammars, but also a valuable
body of mythology and folklore. Bleek and Lloyd were well aware of San art,
but had only a few copies to show people.
In 1873, another researcher, magistrate J.M. Orpen, travelled through the
Maluti Mountains of Lesotho, a short distance from the Drakensberg range.
He recorded oral traditions recited by his San guide that were remarkably
similar to Bleek and Lloyd’s mythologies. Both placed major emphasis on a
large antelope, the eland, favoured prey for San hunters.
Bleek became convinced that the paintings illustrated San myths. But
researchers who came after him either ignored the carefully assembled
accounts he’d gathered or regarded the information as being of dubious
value. They focused instead on recording the art systematically.
Breuil himself spent 1947 to 1950 copying art in what is now Namibia
and Zimbabwe. Rather than photography, he used a pencil and thick paper,
which led to numerous inaccuracies. In Namibia, he copied the famous
‘White Lady of the Brandberg’. The 2,000-year-old painting shows a human
figure with a partially white-painted face and legs, carrying a bow and arrow
and striding along holding a flower. Breuil stated that the painting was of a
woman. It was an exotic painting, and he claimed it was not of a San, but of a
visitor from a Mediterranean land, perhaps Crete, where ancient female
figures were common. Breuil, who seems to have had little respect for the
San, was completely wrong. After he died in 1961, research using colour
photography showed that the painting is of a man, perhaps a shaman, with
white-painted features.
Bleek and Lloyd’s nineteenth-century research has helped unlock some of
the secrets of both European and African rock art. But fundamental questions
remain unanswered. Why did Cro-Magnon artists paint and engrave animals
and complex symbols in dark caves? Did the artists experience powerful
visions alone and in total darkness, then remember them with their paintings?
Why did they work far from daylight, their only illumination coming from
animal fat lamps?
San art is mostly in open rock shelters, much of it involving elongated
human figures sometimes dancing around dying eland. Without question,
their art also had supernatural meaning. Some experts believe that the
paintings were a way of communicating with the supernatural, whose powers
would pass to humans through their handprints on the cave walls. We will
never know exactly what the art meant, but the research continues.
CHAPTER 15
I t was 1894. The antiques dealers in the Athens city market knew the
Englishman well. A short, aggressive man who spoke fluent Greek, he would
arrive every morning and walk slowly from stall to stall, sorting through
small trays of jewels and seals. Sometimes he would pick up a tiny seal and
peer at the almost invisible script in the sunlight. The dealers found him a
tough customer. He would haggle and haggle, sometimes walking away, until
the price was right. As he wrapped his purchases in paper and slipped them
into his leather shoulder bag, he would ask questions. Where did the seals
come from? Which site yielded the seals? The answer was always Crete.
Arthur John Evans (1851–1941) is the only archaeologist ever to discover
a civilisation thanks to his eyesight. He could read even the tiniest letters
without spectacles or a magnifying glass. Like a terrier, Evans followed the
archaeological scent to Crete in 1894. The island’s major city, Heraklion, was
a treasure trove of Cretan gems and seals. Most came from an olive tree-
covered hillside named Knossos.
Evans combed the Knossos hillside for hours, collecting artefacts and
copying exotic marks on potsherds. A stone vessel from Knossos was
identical to those from Mycenae, and so there was clearly a connection
between the two. Without further ado, Evans decided to buy Knossos. He was
not the first archaeologist to try: Heinrich Schliemann had done so, believing
it to be the palace of the legendary King Minos. But whereas Schliemann had
failed, Evans succeeded, although it took him two years of bargaining.
As Evans was to discover, Knossos was indeed the major palace on Crete,
and perhaps the home of legendary King Minos, if he ever existed. Evans had
no interest in speculation about Minos, and nor did he believe Schliemann’s
claims about Troy and Mycenae (see Chapter 15). He was no self-taught
archaeologist out for sensational discoveries, but rather a scholar in search of
reliable information.
Arthur Evans had been plunged into archaeology from childhood. He was
the son of Sir John Evans, a wealthy English papermaker. Sir John had
supported Boucher de Perthes’s claims in the Somme Valley (see Chapter 7)
and was an expert on ancient stone tools, as well as on Greek and Roman
coins. Encouraged by his father, Arthur was drawing coins by the age of
seven. And three years later, he started accompanying John on archaeological
trips.
As a student, Arthur was always restless, complaining that his Oxford
University lecturers were dull. He spent his summers wandering through
Europe on foot and fell in love with the people of its southeast in the Balkans.
Known locally as the ‘mad Englishman’, Evans dabbled in journalism and
reported on political unrest in the Austrian Empire so effectively that he was
jailed for six weeks. The authorities expelled him from the empire, and he
returned to England in search of a career.
For all his political reporting, Evans was devoted to archaeology. He
spent every spare moment collecting artefacts of every kind. He had inherited
an instinct for style from his father, and he acquired an encyclopaedic
knowledge of archaeology.
In 1884, he became keeper of Oxford’s Ashmolean Museum, a post he
held for twenty-five years. This was a neglected institution, but the new
keeper reorganised the displays and acquired numerous artefacts. He spent
most of his time in the Mediterranean, however, collecting and making
geological investigations. His assistant would inform visitors that the keeper
was ‘in Bohemia’. The university did not seem to mind, perhaps because he
was less of a nuisance when he was absent.
No one knows when Evans first became aware of Crete. His research
started with objects from Mycenae on the Greek mainland. This was such an
important trading centre around 1350 BC that artefacts had arrived there from
all over Greece and the Aegean. As he examined the hundreds of minute
seals and engraved gemstones, Evans realised that the Mycenaeans had their
own writing. Symbols like those scratched on Mycenaean pots came from as
far afield as Egypt. The search for the unknown script brought Evans to the
Athens market, and from there to Crete.
While waiting to close the Knossos deal, Evans had explored the length
and breadth of Crete on a mule. He had found seals like those at Mycenae for
sale in even tiny village markets and realised that there were at least two
writing systems that had belonged to the great civilisation that lay under his
feet at Knossos. In fact, there were four!
The palace became his property just as the Cretans rebelled against their
Turkish masters. Evans helped the rebels, providing food and medicine at his
own expense. The victorious Prince George, the new ruler of Crete, was so
grateful to him that an excavation permit for Knossos arrived within a few
months. The excavations began in March 1900.
Evans knew a great deal about artefacts and archaeology, but his digging
experience amounted to little more than a few small excavations. Now he was
to tackle a palace. Fortunately, he had the sense to hire an excavation
assistant, a Scot named Duncan Mackenzie, who was to work at Knossos for
more than thirty years. Mackenzie managed the workers in fluent Greek with
a Scots accent. Evans decided where to dig, examined every find, and kept
detailed notes. He also engaged architect Theodore Fyfe to prepare drawings.
Unlike Schliemann’s digs, this was a carefully planned excavation from
the start. On the second day, Evans found himself gazing at a house with
faded wall paintings. The site became a maze of rooms, passages and
foundations. There was nothing Greek or Roman about Knossos, which was
clearly earlier than Mycenae. Soon the workforce numbered 100 men, all
clearing the palace rooms.
Thousands of artefacts emerged from the foundations. Great storage jars,
hundreds of small cups and even a complex drainage system came to light.
Best of all, Evans had dozens of clay tablets with writing to test his
microscopic vision. In April 1900, a magnificent wall painting of a cupbearer
with flowing locks and a wasp waist emerged from the soil. Mackenzie
carefully backed it with plaster for removal to the Heraklion museum.
Joyfully, Evans announced the discovery of the ancient Minoan
civilisation of Crete, although King Minos and Theseus were but myths. The
Knossos excavations soon covered 1 hectare. In April 1900, the men
unearthed a room where there was still a ceremonial bath, together with a
stone throne. Stone benches lined the walls, with fine paintings of wingless
griffins behind them. This may have been where a priestess appeared,
representing the mother goddess, who was believed to oversee the land.
Evans sent for Émile Gilliéron, a Swiss artist who had long experience of
ancient inscriptions. The two men pieced together the Knossos wall
paintings. There were olives in flower, a young boy gathering saffron (a spice
collected from crocus flowers), and solemn processions on the march. A great
painted plaster relief of a charging bull haunted Evans’ mind. Bulls appeared
everywhere: in frescoes, on vases, on gems, as figurines. He was beginning to
form a picture of a long-vanished civilisation.
Evans began each morning by checking the previous day’s work. Page
after page in his tiny handwriting documented every layer, every find and
every room. Day after day, the palace became ever more complex. It was an
extraordinary structure. You entered the great central courtyard through a
large pillared hall. Rows of narrow storage rooms lay west of the courtyard,
each opening onto a narrow passageway. Many had been lined with lead to
house valuables as well as huge grain stocks. Evans estimated that nearly
100,000 litres of olive oil were once stored at Knossos.
Two imposing stairways led to a second storey of state rooms above the
shrines. A western palace entrance led through a paved courtyard, past huge
pictures of young men leaping over bulls. It took Evans and Mackenzie
months to decipher the royal chambers with their plastered walls, within
which remains of wooden thrones were found. Knossos was far more than a
palace: it was a commercial and religious centre, and a workshop where
craftspeople fashioned everything from pots to metal objects and stone
vessels.
Knossos absorbed the rest of Evans’ life. When he inherited great wealth,
he embarked on a partial (and somewhat imaginative) reconstruction of some
of the buildings to give visitors an impression of the palace. Unfortunately,
his reconstructions used concrete, which is impossible to remove without
damaging original structures. He was gambling with the past. Any form of
archaeological reconstruction is difficult to carry out successfully. How can
you be sure that the buildings looked the way you think they did? What was
the purpose of each room? What were the different levels of the palace used
for?
Evans and Gilliéron wrestled with a set of buildings that were a maze
when in use – and even more of one after excavation. On a recent visit, I
quickly became confused, and I came to realise why Greek legends refer to a
labyrinth: Knossos was not a well-planned structure!
Evans and Gilliéron had a somewhat romantic vision of the Minoans.
They thought of the civilisation as colourful, carefree and peaceful. The
archaeologist and the architect produced their reconstruction using concrete
pillars to replace wooden columns. Thanks to draughtsman Theodore Fyfe’s
accurate drawings, the workers rebuilt walls and the great stairway at the
heart of the palace, even as excavations continued.
Evans spent much time painstakingly restoring the wall paintings from
small fragments in the trenches, like a huge jigsaw puzzle. You get a
somewhat romantic impression of the Minoans, and undoubtedly Evans
added imaginary details to scenes like the bull dance. In one case, he even
reconstructed a single kinglike figure instead of the three people preserved in
the fragments. These were the mistakes of a man obsessed with Minoan
civilisation.
Between 1900 and 1935, Arthur Evans commuted between Knossos and
Oxford. He built himself a villa on site where he studied the vast collections
of pottery from the excavations. His expertise with artefacts enabled him to
identify occasional Egyptian finds that he matched with vessels from the
Nile. In addition, English Egyptologist Flinders Petrie had unearthed
Mycenaean pottery near Memphis that he dated to between 1500 and 1200 BC
(see Chapter 17). Using Petrie’s findings to cross-date (the technique used by
Oscar Montelius), Evans dated the beginnings of Minoan civilisation to about
3000 BC. It was at the height of its power between 2000 and 1250 BC. But
invading Mycenaeans from the mainland finally destroyed the palace.
Years of work produced a magnificent narrative of Minoan civilisation,
presented in full in The Palace of Minos, published between 1921 and 1935.
In this masterwork, Evans put the palace at the centre of a chronological
survey of Minoan civilisation. Stage by stage, he built up his story. In the
final volume, he bade farewell to his beloved Knossos. He had but one regret:
he had failed to decipher the four scripts that emerged from the excavations.
Arthur Evans may have been a romantic who tended to dwell on the
positive aspects of Minoan life. But we are fortunate that this remarkable
archaeologist with microscopic eyesight had the sense to rely on skilled
experts. Nevertheless, the vision of the Minoans and of Knossos was all his.
Every time I visit Knossos, I look around in awe at what Arthur Evans
achieved. New excavations, deciphered scripts and radiocarbon dating have,
of course, modified his portrait of an almost forgotten civilisation. Today, we
know more about the lesser Minoan palaces and can imagine some of the
complex political and social relationships that lay below the colourful
surface.
Few archaeologists describe a civilisation from scratch, without written
records, almost single-handed and to a high scientific standard. But Arthur
Evans did just that. He died in 1941 at the age of ninety. By that time,
archaeology had changed beyond all recognition.
CHAPTER 19
A ll the archaeologists we have met so far have been men. For quite a long
time, archaeology was a male pursuit. But two pioneering women, Gertrude
Bell and Harriet Boyd Hawes, proved that it was not just men’s work. They
blazed a trail for the women archaeologists of today.
The two women were complete opposites: one was a solitary desert
traveller, the other an excavator. Most male archaeologists at the time
believed that women were most useful as clerks or librarians, yet today many
of the world’s finest archaeologists are women.
Gertrude Bell (1868–1926) was the daughter of a wealthy Yorkshire
ironmaster. In 1886, at a time when few women attended any university, she
went to Oxford. She was a brilliant student and graduated with a degree in
modern history. Moreover, she emerged with a passion for travel and a
reputation for speaking her mind. In 1892, she visited Tehran, Persia – at the
time a remote destination. She then travelled extensively and took up
mountaineering – very much a male pastime – becoming one of the leading
female climbers of the day.
Gertrude was a talented linguist, and in 1899 she moved to Jerusalem for
seven months to improve her Arabic. From there she travelled farther afield,
to the temples at Palmyra in Syria and across the desert to Petra. She
discovered the discomforts of desert travel – black beetles and muddy
drinking water. As she chattered away to sheikhs and storekeepers in her
now-fluent Arabic, she began to understand the complex and sometimes
violent politics of these arid lands. This was also where she developed an
interest in archaeology. She was never an excavator: she surveyed remote
sites, photographed them and wrote about them.
After taking more than 600 photographs of ancient monuments, Gertrude
Bell spent the next few years travelling in Egypt, Europe and Morocco, and
studying archaeology in Rome and Paris. In 1902, she worked on excavations
in western Turkey. Then in 1905 she went to survey and study monuments in
Syria and Cilicia (Turkey) dating from the Byzantine Empire (the eastern
continuation of the old Roman Empire; it finally fell to the Turks in 1453).
Her travel book, The Desert and the Sown, was published in 1907, and her
report on the churches in the Byzantine city of Birbinkilise – most of which
no longer exist – established her as both a travel writer and a scholar.
Gertrude Bell was, above all, a desert archaeologist. Tough and fiercely
independent, her primary interest was architecture and little-known but
important sites from the time after the Roman Empire collapsed in the west
(in AD 476). With Birbinkilise behind her, she now set off from Aleppo in
Syria across the Syrian Desert to the Euphrates. She travelled through
dangerous country with a small military escort. Her destination was the
Abbasid castle of Ukhaidir, a huge rectangular fort built in AD 775. (The
Abbasid Dynasty, descended from an uncle of the Prophet Muhammad,
governed the Islamic Empire from AD 750 until about 1258.)
For four days, she photographed and surveyed the fort, which no one had
described before. Her soldier guards insisted on clutching their rifles as they
held her measuring tapes. ‘I can’t persuade them to put the damnable things
down,’ Bell complained. She did not excavate, but contented herself with a
general description of Ukhaidir’s architecture. This was a major contribution,
for Ukhaidir was virtually unknown. Her most famous book, Amurath to
Amurath, which appeared in 1911, described the site for the general public
and attracted much praise. Her academic report on Ukhaidir was published
three years later and is still a principal source.
She was soon off again – to Baghdad and Babylon, and then on to Assur
in the north, where German archaeologists Walter Andrae and Conrad
Preusser were excavating the Assyrian capital. Expert archaeologists working
on Greek sites had trained both men and she admired their careful
excavations. They taught her how to use flashlights when photographing dark
interiors.
On her way home, Bell stopped at the Carchemish excavations in
northern Syria, where she found British archaeologists Reginald Campbell
Thompson and T.E. Lawrence (later to become famous for his desert exploits
in the First World War, which earned him the name ‘Lawrence of Arabia’ –
see Chapter 20). With her usual bluntness, she told them that their
excavations were ‘prehistoric’ compared with those of the Germans.
Campbell Thompson and Lawrence were not best pleased and tried to
impress her with their archaeological expertise. They failed. The Carchemish
workers jeered as she left. Years later, she learned that Lawrence had told
them she was too plain to marry.
By the outbreak of the First World War, Gertrude Bell had completed
major survey work, but she also had vital knowledge of Arabia and the
neighbouring regions. Her briefings for British Intelligence were so valuable
that in 1915 she was posted to the Arab Intelligence Bureau in Cairo. A new
chapter in her life began a year later when she was transferred to Basra, at the
head of the Persian Gulf, to study local tribal politics. She was fascinated by
Arab culture, became a champion of Arab independence and served as an
expert adviser to local British officials.
Once the war ended, numerous foreign expeditions sought to return to
Mesopotamia to investigate Eridu (said to be the earliest city in the world)
and Ur (where the biblical Abraham, founder of Judaism, had lived). But
times were changing and no longer could foreign archaeologists dig where
they liked. Nor could they export all their finds. Governments were now also
insisting on excavation permits, issued to qualified archaeologists.
The government of the new state known as Iraq was rightly concerned.
Gertrude Bell was the only person in Baghdad with any knowledge of
archaeological survey and excavation, and so she was appointed director of
antiquities. No one expected her to excavate, but her experience of site
surveys and her knowledge of archaeologists were invaluable. She also wrote
laws governing the treatment of antiquities and organised the Iraq Museum.
The new laws required all excavation finds to be divided between the
foreigners (usually a museum) and Iraq. Bell was a tough negotiator and the
Iraq Museum collections grew rapidly. In March 1926, the government gave
the museum a permanent home in Baghdad, where Bell displayed finds from
all the major excavations, including the German digs at Babylon (see Chapter
20).
Gertrude Bell was rather a pushy woman, with strong opinions about
local politics. She did not suffer fools gladly and she made numerous
enemies. Government officials came to distrust her. Increasingly isolated, she
buried herself ever deeper in archaeological matters. Overworked and in poor
health, Bell committed suicide in July 1926. All Baghdad attended her
funeral.
Though Bell’s intelligence and archaeological learning were legendary,
she does not enjoy a good reputation in Iraq today: many Iraqis believe she
gave too much away to the foreign expeditions. There may be some truth in
that, but Bell always tended to put the interests of archaeology and science
above purely national goals; and at the time there were no facilities in Iraq to
preserve the delicate objects. Nevertheless, the Iraq Museum stands as an
enduring memorial to a unique and important figure in the history of
archaeology.
The feisty Harriet Boyd Hawes (1871–1945), the first woman to excavate
on Crete, was digging at the time Gertrude Bell was travelling. The daughter
of a firefighting equipment manufacturer, Harriet Boyd’s mother died early.
With four older brothers, she learned to stand up for herself. She started
attending Smith College in Massachusetts in 1881, just as Gertrude Bell
entered Oxford. A lecture at the college about ancient Egypt by the English
traveller, novelist and archaeological writer Amelia Edwards sparked in
Harriet an interest in ancient civilisations. After graduating, she worked as a
teacher, eventually saving enough money to visit Europe in 1895.
While in Greece, Harriet developed a keen interest in the ancient Greeks.
She returned the following year to study at the British School of Archaeology
in Athens. Between the balls, dinners and other social engagements, she
found time to study ancient and modern Greek and to visit archaeological
sites. She also caused a stir by cycling around Athens.
War between Greece and Turkey broke out in 1897. Harriet immediately
volunteered for Red Cross duty in central Greece. Tending to the wounded
under fire gave her first-hand experience of the horrors of war. Hospital
conditions were dreadful: the men lay so close to one another that dressing
their wounds was near impossible. After the war, she stayed on to nurse
victims of a typhoid epidemic. The local people never forgot the debt they
owed her.
Back in the United States, Harriet won a research fellowship to study
inscriptions at ancient Eleusis, near Athens. She wanted to excavate, but the
American School of Classical Studies in Athens was scandalised: it
considered digging ‘men’s work’. Instead, a war refugee from Crete
suggested she should dig on that island, where almost no one was working.
So Harriet contacted Arthur Evans, who was about to start digging at
Knossos, and the Oxford University archaeologist David Hogarth, who was
already excavating on Crete. Sophia Schliemann, Heinrich’s widow, also
arranged for her to meet other important archaeologists passing through
Athens.
Encouraged by these influential backers, and defying those who thought
her adventure scandalous, Harriet arrived on Crete at a time when there were
just 19 kilometres of paved roads on the island. Like everyone else,
archaeologists travelled by mule. Evans and Hogarth advised her to talk to
the local people as she explored a stretch of the north coast. Word of this
unusual solitary female traveller spread through the local villages. A Cretan
schoolmaster took Harriet to Mirampelou Bay. There she found a maze of
partially exposed stone walls, numerous painted potsherds and traces of a
narrow, stone-paved alleyway.
The next day, she returned with a crew of workers, who exposed blocks
of houses. She displayed a remarkable flair for excavation. Soon she had a
hundred men and unusually – perhaps a first – ten women uncovering what
turned out to be the small Minoan town of Gournia.
Far smaller than Knossos, Gournia provided an unrivalled picture of a
small Bronze Age community, with artefacts identical to those at Knossos.
Harriet worked on the town in 1901, 1903 and 1904, focusing mainly on the
highpoint of its existence, between about 1750 and 1490 BC. The excavations,
sponsored in part by the University of Pennsylvania Museum, uncovered
entire blocks of more than seventy houses, cobbled alleyways, a Minoan
palace and a cemetery. Gournia was an astounding achievement for any
archaeologist.
Four years after the excavation ended, Harriet published a large report in
which she presented every detail of her excavations. No one could now
accuse her of scandalous behaviour or challenge her archaeological
credentials!
This was Harriet’s last fieldwork, and it made her an admired pioneer of
American archaeology in the Mediterranean. She became the first woman to
lecture before the Archaeological Institute of America.
In 1906, she married British anthropologist Charles Hawes, and they had
two children. In 1916 and 1917, during the First World War, she was heavily
involved in nursing in Serbia and on the Western Front. Her involvement
with archaeology continued, but strictly in the classroom: she taught ancient
art at Wellesley College, Massachusetts, for many years.
Both Gertrude Bell and Harriet Boyd Hawes were the equals of any male
archaeologists of their day. Bell, the desert traveller and expert government
administrator, understood desert people better than almost any outsider. For
her part, Harriet Boyd Hawes was a superb excavator. She returned to Crete
once more, as a welcome guest, in 1926. Arthur Evans gave her a tour of
Knossos, and she travelled to Gournia on a mule, arriving to a noisy welcome
from the local people.
CHAPTER 20
B abylon was one of the great cities of the ancient Mesopotamian world.
From a small settlement founded around 2300 BC, it grew to become the
centre of the Babylonian Empire between 609 and 539 BC. King
Nebuchadnezzar II (r. 604–562 BC) turned it into a great city with eight gates,
the northern one named after the goddess Ishtar. After its destruction in 612
BC, Babylon vanished from history as a confusion of dusty mounds.
The excavation of Babylon defeated several early archaeologists,
including Henry Layard (see Chapter 4). They could make nothing of the
decaying, unbaked bricks that remained. Then the Germans arrived and the
great city came to life in the hands of a careful excavator. Robert Koldewey
(1855–1925) was an architect and archaeologist. He was a precise excavator
in the German tradition. Koldewey was certain that systematic excavation of
the decayed brickwork would uncover Nebuchadnezzar’s Babylon. His work
there started in 1899 and continued for the next thirteen years.
German archaeologists, and Flinders Petrie in Egypt, had nailed the basic
organisation of large-scale excavation. No longer did workers dig
haphazardly into a city mound. Instead, they employed teams wielding picks
and others using baskets. They worked closely together. Koldewey
formalised the process, with light-rail wagons dumping soil away from the
trenches. Then he trained labourers for specialised tasks.
He started with fired-brick structures that were easily identified. Unbaked
mud brick was a huge challenge, for it tended to melt into the soil once
abandoned and when exposed to rain and wind. So Koldewey trained skilled
teams that did nothing but trace unbaked mud-brick walls. He and his
colleague Walter Andrae (who was to excavate the Assyrian capital at Assur
on the Tigris) found that the best excavation technique was to scrape the
ground with hoes. The expert diggers looked out for changes in soil texture –
or for actual walls. Once walls appeared, the workers traced them delicately
until rooms were exposed. They left intact the fillings over the floors so that
these could be dug later and the contents of each chamber recorded. The
Koldewey system revolutionised city excavation.
Koldewey’s greatest Babylon discovery was Nebuchadnezzar’s Ishtar
Gate on the north side of the city, dedicated to the mother goddess of fertility.
He found that the king’s architects had dug deep into the underlying sand for
the foundations. The walls were still intact, allowing him to uncover huge
reliefs of dragons and bulls made of glazed bricks. The actual gates and the
archway were roofed with cedar.
In an inscription that stretches over ten columns, the king himself made a
proud boast about his masterpiece, which was also described by the Greek
author Herodotus. Patiently, Koldewey and others washed thousands of
glazed brick fragments to free them of salt, then pieced them together. He
reconstructed the gate brick by brick in the Pergamon Museum in Berlin. A
paved Procession Street led through it to the temple of Marduk, Babylon’s
special god. The Ishtar Gate and its Procession Street stood over 13 metres
above the surrounding plain.
Meanwhile, Walter Andrae ran parallel excavations far upstream at Assur
from 1902 to 1914. He adopted the Babylon approach for an Assyrian capital
that had stood on a cliff above the Tigris. His expert teams traced city walls,
many houses and temple quarters. The major structure was the Temple of
Ishtar, wife of the city’s god, Assur. A deep trench uncovered six earlier
temples on the same site. Andrae was the first excavator to dissect a
Mesopotamian city layer by layer. Realising that excavation was destruction,
both he and Koldewey recorded every single building before they removed it
to access lower levels.
Andrae, Koldewey and others made possible the scientific excavations at
Ur and other Mesopotamian cities after the First World War. Excavations
were now sponsored by national museums, not individuals. In 1911, the
British Museum decided to excavate the little-known Hittite city of
Carchemish on the Euphrates River in northern Syria. The excavations began
under David Hogarth (1862–1927), an experienced excavator who had
worked with Arthur Evans at Knossos. Hogarth was notoriously bad
tempered before breakfast, prompting his workers to call him the ‘Angel of
Death’. Hogarth’s two seasons of excavation were so promising that the
museum started a long-term project and chose thirty-three-year-old Leonard
Woolley as the new director.
Charles Leonard Woolley (1880–1960) was a short man with a
commanding personality. He went to New College, Oxford, to study to
become a priest, but while still an undergraduate the warden of the college
predicted that he would become an archaeologist. Woolley spent five years in
the Sudan – from 1907 to 1911 – mainly working on cemeteries. There he
gained expertise in dealing with labourers from other cultures, learning their
languages and treating them firmly but fairly. He was an excellent choice for
Carchemish.
Carchemish had guarded a major ford across the river until 717 BC, when
the Assyrians captured the growing settlement. It later became a Hittite city,
but almost nothing was known of these rivals to the Assyrians and Egyptians
in the eastern Mediterranean world. More than 15 metres of occupation levels
awaited excavation.
Woolley was an inspiring leader – one of those rare people who are never
at a loss. He also had a lively sense of humour, essential when dealing with
the shifting sands of local politics and a workforce that was given to violence
if dissatisfied. Respect was his motto, but he could also be firm. When a local
official refused to issue an excavation permit at once, Woolley just smiled.
He produced a loaded revolver and held it to the man’s head. The official
raised his hands in terror and said there had been a mistake. Minutes later,
Woolley left with the signed permit.
Woolley was a brilliant storyteller and a fluent writer, which sometimes
makes it hard to decipher what really happened at Carchemish. The
excavations were successful, largely because Woolley and T.E. Lawrence –
who had been recruited from Oxford University because of his archaeological
experience, and was travelling in Syria – got on well with each other and with
the workers. The dig foreman, a Syrian named Hamoudi, whose two interests
were archaeology and violence, was a genius at managing labourers. He
became one of Woolley’s closest friends, and they worked together on
several digs from 1912 to 1946.
In 1912, little was known about the Hittites, except for what had been
learned from the Amarna tablets found by Flinders Petrie in Egypt some
years earlier (see Chapter 17). Woolley unravelled the layers of the citadel
and uncovered two palaces. Stately figures of kings and marching soldiers
adorned the palace walls.
The Carchemish excavations ended with the outbreak of the First World
War. Like Gertrude Bell (see Chapter 19), Woolley became a valued
intelligence officer, before being taken as a prisoner of war by the Turks.
After the war, in 1922, Woolley became director of an ambitious, long-
term excavation at the biblical city of Ur (Ur of the Chaldees), sponsored by
the British Museum and the University of Pennsylvania Museum. Quite apart
from its location in a harsh desert landscape of extreme heat and cold, Ur was
a complex and difficult site to excavate. A ruined temple pyramid, entire
buried city quarters and many occupation layers all presented a tough
challenge for even the most skilled excavator. But Woolley was ideal for the
job, being energetic and full of ideas.
He was an exacting taskmaster, who ran the enormous dig with a handful
of European assistants and the formidable Hamoudi. The excavations began
at dawn and, for the European staff, rarely ended before midnight. Woolley’s
best colleague was Max Mallowan, who was later to become a first-rate
archaeologist and the first to follow Layard’s work at Nimrud. Mallowan
married detective novelist Agatha Christie, and she is said to have based
some of the characters in her novel Murder in Mesopotamia on people at Ur.
A trench in the 1922 excavation season yielded gold objects, possibly
from a cemetery. Woolley suspected that he might be dealing with royal
graves filled with great treasures, perhaps in fragile condition. He knew the
task of clearing the burials would stretch his technical abilities to the limit,
and his labourers would have to be trained for delicate work. So he waited
four years before digging further there.
In the meantime, he dug trial trenches to establish the city’s layout. Then
he excavated a small village mound close to the site. It yielded very early
painted pottery, but no metals. The inhabitants were perhaps the ancestors of
the Sumerian builders of Ur.
Woolley had 400 labourers working under Hamoudi, who was strict, but
sensitive to trouble and skilled at combating fatigue and boosting morale: on
one occasion, he impersonated a Euphrates boatman, using his spade as a
paddle as he sang lilting songs while the men cleared heavy soil.
Finally, once he had cleared the royal cemetery, Woolley dug a large
trench down to the bottom of Ur. At the base, he unearthed a layer of flood
deposits, but no artefacts. There was more evidence of occupation below,
with pottery similar to that from the previously excavated small farming
village.
Woolley’s wife Katharine casually glanced into the pit and suggested that
the mysterious layer could be from Noah’s flood in the Book of Genesis. The
suggestion was a public relations dream for a dig that was constantly short of
money. Privately, Woolley doubted the idea, because the trench was a small
one, and anyway, Ur lay in an area that was prone to flooding. But he made
full use of Ur’s flood in his popular writings, realising that the discovery of a
possible biblical flood would have enormous popular appeal and would help
raise funds.
By the time the Ur excavations ended, Woolley had cleared the great
ziggurat (pyramid) of Ur-Nammu, which dominates the site today. He also
uncovered dozens of small dwellings and hundreds of tablets which have
thrown much light on Sumerian history.
Excavating the royal cemetery was an enormous task. In fact, there were
two cemeteries: one Assyrian and the other Sumerian. During four years of
painstaking work, the excavators cleared the largely undecorated graves of no
fewer than 2,000 commoners. Woolley also excavated sixteen lavish royal
burials. Using seal inscriptions and clay tablets, he dated these to between
2500 and 2000 BC, the earliest period of written Iraqi history. These lay at the
base of 9-metre shafts, accessed by sloping ramps. The royal corpses lay in
stone-and-brick burial vaults and were surrounded by sacrificial victims. In
one instance, ten women wearing elaborate headdresses were arranged in two
rows. Recovering the delicate ceremonial objects took a lot of imagination
and ingenuity. For example, by pouring liquid plaster into an inconspicuous
hole, Woolley managed to make a cast of a decayed wooden lyre, decorated
with a copper bull’s head and shells.
After months of backbreaking work, Woolley wrote a popular account of
a funeral ceremony. One of those rare archaeologists who can imagine
himself in the past, he brilliantly re-created a royal burial: resplendent
courtiers and soldiers filed into the mat-lined burial pit; royal ox wagons with
grooms were steered by their drivers into the pit; everyone carried a small
clay cup, took poison and lay down to die; and, finally, someone killed the
oxen and the shaft was filled in.
Unfortunately, Woolley’s field notes are incomplete, and so we cannot
check his story. In fact, new research has shown that the royal attendants did
not take poison, but were killed by blows to the head. The corpses were
somehow treated to preserve them and were laid out in the burial pit. But you
can forgive Woolley’s use of drama and vivid re-creations, when you
remember that he believed that archaeology was above all about people.
This excavation was the last of the huge digs run by a single archaeologist
that defined early archaeology. Leonard Woolley rightly occupies a place
among the greatest of all archaeologists.
But in 1922 Howard Carter discovered the tomb of the pharaoh
Tutankhamun in Egypt (see Chapter 21). And in the end, Woolley’s popular
books were overtaken by the general obsession with golden pharaohs.
CHAPTER 21
‘Wonderful Things’
I slipped through a narrow entrance in the high stone enclosure and found
myself in a tight passageway between an outer and an inner wall. I had no
idea what lay inside. A conical tower of carefully laid stone blocks stood in
front of me – a solid structure, with no doorway and no obvious purpose.
As I wandered through the jigsaw of masonry (stonework) and hut
foundations inside Great Zimbabwe’s Great Enclosure, a feeling of confusion
swept over me. I had spent much of the day visiting local African villages of
thatched huts made of poles and clay. The contrast now was overwhelming.
Why had farmers and herders living in such communities come together to
build such a remarkable structure? It seemed a strangely alien and mysterious
presence in the wooded landscape. There was no sign of great palaces or
temples: only the imposing Great Enclosure stands high.
Great Zimbabwe occupies over 24 hectares. A large granite hill covered
with enormous boulders overlooks a mishmash of stone structures, among
them the Great Enclosure, the most prominent feature of the site. The hill,
commonly known as the Acropolis (Greek: ‘high city’), is a maze of
enclosures formed of boulders and stone walls. The largest of them – the
Western Enclosure – was occupied for a long period of time.
The Great Enclosure is famous for its high, stone walls, built without
mortar, and for its solid conical tower, which pokes just above the outer wall.
The chief who ruled over Great Zimbabwe lived in this compound, probably
isolated from his subjects. Several other smaller enclosures lie to the
northwest.
But what exactly was Great Zimbabwe? Clearly, it was an important
ritual centre. The Acropolis was a sacred hill isolated from the rest of the site.
To judge from the various imported things like Indian glass beads, Chinese
porcelain and seashells, the chiefs traded their gold, copper and elephant
ivory with people from the East African coast.
We know that the men who lived here were chiefs because iron gongs –
traditional symbols of African leadership – have been found in the Great
Enclosure. Thanks to radiocarbon dating (see Chapter 27), we know that
Great Zimbabwe flourished between about AD 950 and 1450. It was
abandoned shortly before Portuguese ships arrived off the Indian Ocean coast
in 1497.
The Portuguese sailed into coastal towns like Malindi and Mombasa in
modern-day Kenya, which traded in ivory, gold and slaves from far inland. In
1505, they built a trading post at Sofala, a long-established Islamic trading
station near the mouth of the Zambezi River. They found half-African
merchants who would lead small parties upriver and into the highlands of the
interior, carrying cheap Indian cloth, strings of colourful glass beads and
seashells. In exchange, the traders obtained gold dust carried in porcupine
quills, copper ingots and, above all, elephant tusks.
Some of the traded goods, such as Chinese porcelain and cloth, reached
Great Zimbabwe. From their sporadic explorations inland, the Portuguese
learned of a settlement built of stone, but never visited it. In 1531, Vicente
Pegado, captain of the military force at Sofala, called it ‘Symbaoe’, a place
built of ‘stones of marvellous size’.
There matters rested until 1867, when a German-American hunter and
prospector named Adam Render stumbled upon the ruins. Four years later, he
showed them to Karl Mauch, a German explorer and geographer, who was
astounded. Mauch claimed that Great Zimbabwe was the palace of the
biblical Queen of Sheba, the remains of a great, gold-rich Mediterranean
civilisation in southern Africa. He even claimed that a wooden door beam
was carved from Lebanese cedar, brought to the site by travellers from the
ancient Mediterranean world.
By this time, a stream of white settlers were moving north of the
Limpopo River, now the boundary between South Africa and modern
Zimbabwe. Some came to find gold and get rich; most were hungry for land
and set about establishing farms. Many of the newcomers were poorly
educated and looked down on Africans. A large number of them settled on
the fertile land of what was called Mashonaland, where Great Zimbabwe
stands. It was widely believed that a fabulously wealthy ancient kingdom
created by white people from outside Africa lay in the north.
My wonderment when I visited Great Zimbabwe was probably nothing
compared to that of the first Europeans to set eyes on the ruins after 1871.
They stumbled through a maze of crumbling masonry masked by clinging
vegetation. The conical tower was barely visible through the trees and
undergrowth. Great Zimbabwe came as a profound shock. And it was an
archaeological mystery. Who had built these unique stone structures? Were
they the work of a long-vanished foreign civilisation? How long ago were
they abandoned? When some gold beads turned up during casual digging in
the Great Enclosure, excitement mounted.
The rumours reached the ears of British businessman Cecil John Rhodes
and the British Association for the Advancement of Science in 1891.
Together, they sponsored a season of excavations at Great Zimbabwe and
other stone ruins north of the Limpopo. They chose British antiquarian J.
Theodore Bent to undertake the excavations. Bent had no formal
archaeological training, but had travelled widely in Arabia, Greece and
Turkey (which seemed an admirable qualification). Fortunately, he took with
him E.W.M. Swan, an expert surveyor.
Swan produced the first map of Great Zimbabwe. Meanwhile, Bent found
gold objects, dug rough trenches and announced in The Ruined Cities of
Mashonaland, published in 1892, that the site was very ancient and the work
of either people from the Mediterranean or Arabs. Local colonists loved a
book that said a wealthy, non-African civilisation had built Great Zimbabwe!
Academics and white settlers alike maintained that foreigners had built the
site: no one believed that the ancestors of the local African farmers could
have constructed the great buildings – such people were thought too primitive
and lacking in expertise.
When gold and copper objects emerged from Bent’s excavations, all the
local settler talk was of long-vanished, fabulously rich civilisations from the
Mediterranean world, and of great rulers who had colonised Mashonaland for
its gold. This is hardly surprising, since many of the early colonists had
themselves come to Africa to find gold and make their fortunes.
Moreover, if foreigners from the Mediterranean had built Great
Zimbabwe, then it could be argued that their successors – the new arrivals
who were displacing the local people and carving out farms for themselves –
were merely repossessing land that had been seized by the Africans when
they had overthrown this once-great kingdom.
The more ambitious among the settlers were so impressed by Bent’s
Zimbabwe gold finds that they established the Ancient Ruins Company in
1895 to exploit archaeological sites for their wealth. This was nothing more
than an attempt to get rich quickly by digging out Great Zimbabwe and other
archaeological sites. It was like Egyptian tomb robbing, but organised as a
public company. Fortunately, it soon collapsed because of a lack of valuable
finds.
Then Richard Hall, a local journalist, stepped in. His archaeological
qualifications were non-existent, yet he was appointed curator of Great
Zimbabwe. In 1901, he began some destructive excavations. In fact, all he
did was to shovel out all the occupation levels from Great Zimbabwe’s
largest structure, the Great Enclosure. His trenches yielded fragments of gold
sheet and beads, copper ingots and iron gongs, among other objects. He also
found fragments of imported Chinese porcelain.
Hall was not aware of archaeological finds elsewhere and knew little
history other than the popular, racist kind. First and foremost, he was a
journalist and a creative storyteller out to make money from his writings. He
wove the miscellaneous finds from his diggings into stirring tales of a long-
vanished civilisation. A man of great energy and infectious enthusiasm (albeit
with the colonial views typical of the day), Hall considered Great Zimbabwe
the work of people from the kingdom of Saba in southern Arabia, in what is
now Yemen. This was the land of the biblical Queen of Sheba who had
visited King Solomon.
While Hall’s excavations caused great excitement among local white
settlers, the sober members of the British Association for the Advancement of
Science were eager for disciplined excavations. In 1905, they organised an
investigation of the ruins by archaeologist David Randall-MacIver (1873–
1945). Randall-MacIver had extensive digging experience in Egypt, where he
had learned the importance of artefacts for the creation of a timeline.
Objective and well-practised, Randall-MacIver was struck by the absence of
any artefacts of foreign origin that were earlier than medieval times. Nothing
dated to the time of the ancient Mediterranean civilisations or the kingdom of
Saba.
Fragments of Chinese porcelain vessels brought from the East African
coast were found in his trenches. From their design, these could be dated
accurately, and on the basis of these finds, Randall-MacIver stated firmly that
Great Zimbabwe belonged to the sixteenth century AD or perhaps a little
earlier.
Careful analysis of the datable, imported objects showed that Zimbabwe
was built long after the Mediterranean civilisations alleged to have
constructed it. All the porcelain found with the stone structures was medieval,
imported along Indian Ocean trade routes. So local Africans, not foreigners,
had built the structure. This was good, logically argued archaeology, but the
settlers were furious and refused to believe him. So heated did passions in
local white circles become that a quarter of a century would pass before
anyone else excavated at Great Zimbabwe.
When the British Association for the Advancement of Science arranged
for their annual meeting to be held in South Africa in 1929, to mark the
occasion they decided to sponsor new Great Zimbabwe excavations. They
turned to English archaeologist Gertrude Caton-Thompson (1888–1985). A
tough, no-nonsense woman, she had learned archaeology in Egypt with
Flinders Petrie. But while Petrie looked for the tombs of nobles, Caton-
Thompson laboured on much earlier Stone Age sites. She had mounted her
own Egyptian expedition in 1924 with London geologist Elinor Gardner.
They worked in the Faiyum depression, west of the Nile, and found small
farming sites. Caton-Thompson estimated their date at about 4000 BC, the
earliest farming settlements known at the time.
This up-and-coming archaeologist was an ideal candidate for the
excavation of Great Zimbabwe. Her training with Petrie had included both
small artefacts and the importance of cross-dating, using objects of known
age to date prehistoric settlements.
Caton-Thompson arrived at Great Zimbabwe by ox cart in 1928. She
placed her trenches with meticulous care and dug a deep cutting into the
Western Enclosure on the Acropolis. Using fragments of imported Chinese
porcelain and Islamic glass found in her trenches, she showed how Great
Zimbabwe had begun as a small farming village before expanding
dramatically to become a major centre, with masonry and enclosures. Her
conclusions confirmed that Randall-MacIver had been correct: Great
Zimbabwe had been at the height of its glory in the centuries before the
Portuguese arrived off the East African coast in 1497. This most remarkable
of archaeological sites was entirely of African inspiration and construction.
Caton-Thompson presented her conclusions to the 1929 British
Association meeting. Once again, there was uproar from settler interests. But
archaeologists everywhere accepted her carefully argued conclusions, which
have stood the test of time. Her work ignited such fury among white settlers
that no one returned to dig at Great Zimbabwe until the 1950s, when
radiocarbon dating confirmed her chronology. Caton-Thompson stood firm
despite the abuse. She put away the numerous crank letters she received in a
file marked ‘Insane’. After the Second World War, her brilliant 1928
excavations laid the foundations for the study of black African history.
Gertrude Caton-Thompson never worked in Africa again, but her research
led to a powerful conclusion: racist interpretations of the past do not hold up
against carefully argued and well-excavated archaeological data. And her
Great Zimbabwe excavations came at an important moment, when
archaeology was taking hold in places far from Europe and the
Mediterranean.
CHAPTER 23
T here is a motorway exit at Emeryville, across the bay from San Francisco
in California, that is named Shell Mound Street. And with good reason, for it
was with this enormous shell heap that Max Uhle (1856–1944), a German-
born archaeologist, boldly challenged the widespread assumption that
California Indian societies had not changed over thousands of years. The
situation was similar to that of Great Zimbabwe: simply, no one believed that
Native Americans in California were capable of innovation.
The huge prehistoric shell mound that Uhle excavated has long since
vanished under modern buildings. But back in 1902, Uhle, who had worked
for years on archaeological sites in Peru, was employed to excavate shell
mounds in the San Francisco Bay area. He started work on the one at
Emeryville, which was one of the largest. The site was 30 metres long, more
than 9 metres high, and towered over the surrounding flat land. His trench
went down to the water level and below.
Uhle drew detailed cross-sections of ten major layers and counted the
number of artefacts found in each. At a time when few California excavators
thought about long sequences of occupation layers, this was a major step
forward. Hitherto, people had dug shell heaps quickly and untidily, mainly in
a hasty search for burials and artefacts. These were unspectacular sites,
monotonous to excavate and haphazardly accumulated by shellfish collectors.
Earlier prejudices persisted that such people were at the bottom of the human
ladder.
In the end, Uhle reduced the ten strata to two major components. The
people of the lower one had lived mainly off oysters, had buried their dead in
the mound and had made tools from local stone. The later inhabitants had
used cremation, had consumed enormous numbers of clams rather than
oysters, and had imported fine-grained stone for toolmaking. Uhle estimated
that the Emeryville mound was in use for more than 1,000 years.
Uhle was an unsophisticated excavator by today’s standards, but his
methods were far better than the crude digging that was commonplace at
other sites. Furthermore, he had enormous practical experience of both
excavating and analysing artefacts and occupation levels in different
environments. He had worked at the pre-Inca ceremonial centre at Tiwanaku
in highland Bolivia in 1894 (when he had stopped local soldiers from using
the carvings there for target practice). And after 1896, he had worked on the
arid Peruvian coast, where he paid close attention to pottery and textile styles,
the latter preserved by the dry environment, as they changed through time.
Everywhere he worked in Peru, he developed chronological sequences, using
graves in cemeteries for the purpose. In a way, he was another Flinders Petrie
in a different desert landscape. His harsh criticisms of local archaeologists
offended both his Bolivian and his Peruvian colleagues, who accused him of
selling artefacts for profit. He left South America and became involved with
California’s shell mounds.
Uhle was both efficient and very experienced. He published his
excavations promptly and in detail. It might have been expected that other
archaeologists would welcome his thorough assessment of changes in the
lives of the Emeryville shellfish gatherers. His conclusions were clear, well
documented and based on his long years of studying evolving Native
American cultures in Peru. But instead, the wrath of local archaeologists
descended on his head. They had long assumed that California Indian
cultures had remained static throughout the past, and they saw no reason to
change their minds. A powerful anthropologist named Alfred Kroeber
dismissed Uhle’s conclusions out of hand. Knowing he was right, Uhle just
kept working. Later generations of shell mound researchers have proved him
correct.
Max Uhle was not alone in showing that ancient American societies did
change profoundly over thousands of years. He worked with unspectacular
shell heaps, stone tools and mollusc shells. But in the American Southwest,
there were much more impressive archaeological sites and multi-storey
pueblos. The dry climate there preserved far more than stone tools and
pottery – baskets, textiles, sandals and even burials. There were few
archaeologists in the Southwest in Uhle’s time, but some of them tried to date
pottery styles and pueblos. One such was Alfred Kidder (1885–1963).
Kidder introduced to the Southwest the practice of excavating in layers,
and later became a major force in Maya archaeology. Born in Marquette,
Michigan, he was the son of a mining engineer. Admitted to Harvard
University as a pre-medical student, he soon shifted his focus to
anthropology. At the time, Harvard was the country’s foremost centre for
anthropology.
In 1907, Kidder’s Harvard mentors, including a distinguished Maya
expert, Alfred Tozzer, sent him on an archaeological survey to the Four
Corners region of the Southwest, where four US states meet. Kidder had
never been west of Michigan, but he immediately fell in love with the area
and became fascinated by its archaeology. He graduated in 1908, visited
Greece and Egypt with his family, and then entered graduate school in 1909.
Early on, he took a course in archaeological field methods run by George
Reisner, a well-known Egyptologist. Kidder visited Reisner’s excavations in
Egypt and the Sudan and learned his methods for stratigraphic (layer)
analysis and for excavating large cemeteries, a major part of Sudanese
archaeology.
Kidder’s doctoral dissertation was a study of Southwestern pottery styles.
He found the work near impossible, because excavators of the day ignored
stratified layers. For his fieldwork in New Mexico’s Pajarito Plateau, where
modern-day Los Alamos lies, he used both ancient and modern pottery to
develop a cultural sequence. This he published in an influential paper in
1915.
That same year, the Robert S. Peabody Foundation for Archaeology in
Andover, Massachusetts, appointed Kidder director of a long-term excavation
project at Pecos, New Mexico, where deep, undisturbed refuse heaps marked
an abandoned pueblo. However, the First World War intervened. Kidder
served with distinction on the Western Front, being promoted to the rank of
captain in 1918. The Pecos research resumed in 1920 and continued until
1929. The project was a brilliant success. Kidder was an enthusiastic and
dynamic leader with a personality that attracted young students. Many of
them went on to enjoy distinguished careers elsewhere.
Like other Southwestern archaeologists, Kidder cleared pueblo rooms,
but with a difference. He looked closely at changing pottery styles and asked
what the changes meant. He dug into the Pecos refuse heaps on a massive
scale. But instead of digging in arbitrary levels, he took careful note of
features, such as heaps of discarded bones and broken utensils. He followed
Reisner’s practice of recording every find in three dimensions, so that he
could document even the smallest stratigraphic differences. His detailed
pottery logs followed Reisner’s practice.
Within a few seasons, Kidder had put together a remarkable chronicle of
changing Pecos pottery styles, marked especially by surface decoration, such
as black painted designs. He had also excavated hundreds of human burials.
Harvard anthropologist E.A. Hooton, an authority on ancient human
skeletons, visited the excavations, observing the bones and determining their
sex and age. Valuable and unique information on both life expectancy and the
effects of hard work on the human skeleton emerged from this research.
Hooton showed that most ancient Pecos people died in their twenties.
Actual excavation virtually ceased at the Pecos site after 1922,
whereupon Kidder changed his strategy. He had acquired information on the
architecture and expansion of the pueblo and had excavated its earliest levels.
Now he extended his research to surveys and excavations at other sites while
analysing the enormous quantities of finds. His studies ranged much further
than archaeology, delving into modern Pueblo Indian agriculture and even
public health. The Pecos project was a remarkable example of team research
at a time when most North American archaeology was very unsophisticated.
Pecos foreshadowed the close-knit field projects of today’s archaeology.
In 1927, Kidder had enough information to compile a detailed sequence
of Pueblo and pre-Pueblo cultures in the Southwest. His long sequence began
with Basket Maker cultures that were at least 2,000 years old. These people
made no pottery and had no permanent homes. They were followed by pre-
Pueblo and Pueblo cultures. At Pecos, Kidder found no fewer than six
settlements, one above the other. There was enough information for him to
argue for eight major cultural stages between 1500 BC (the Basket Makers)
and AD 750. Then there were five Pueblo stages after 750, ending in the
period of written history (which began in 1600). The Pecos sequence showed
that Southwestern people developed their cultures and institutions quite
independently of other areas. Kidder’s sequence for the Southwest has been
the basis for all subsequent research. There have, of course, been numerous
modifications, but that is only to be expected.
Kidder took his ideas further. He arranged an informal conference in his
excavation camp at Pecos in August 1927. Forty archaeologists attended to
review progress and to lay the foundations for a basic cultural framework,
which was essential as more archaeologists began work in the Southwest.
The conference established three stages of Basket Makers and five stages of
Pueblo inhabitants as a provisional chronological sequence. Like the Three
Ages in nineteenth-century Europe, the Pecos scheme reduced the chaos that
surrounded earlier excavations. The Pecos conference is still an annual event
in the Southwest and is attended by several hundred people.
The Pecos sequence had one major disadvantage. There was no means of
dating the sequence in calendar years. Fortunately, a University of Arizona
astronomer, A.E. Douglass (1867–1962), had been studying climate change
since 1901. He was interested in the effect on the climate of astronomical
events like sunspots. With brilliant insight, he argued that the annual growth
rings in Southwestern trees could document major and minor climatic shifts.
Douglass found that there was a direct relationship between the thickness of
growth rings and the amount of annual rainfall. Thin rings marked drought
years, thicker growth wetter years.
Douglass’s initial experiments took him back about 200 years. From the
oldest living firs and pines, he extended the technique to dead trees, using
beams from Spanish churches of the colonial period. Then he turned to
prehistoric ruins. In 1918, he devised a wood borer that enabled him to take
tree-ring samples from ancient beams without disturbing the structures they
supported.
Douglass’s first borings came from ancient pueblo beams, made from
trees that were felled long ago. Because they were so old, they could not be
linked to rings from living trees of known age. There was a sequence of
eighty years from the Aztec ruins in northern New Mexico and another from
the great semi-circular Pueblo Bonito in Chaco Canyon. But Douglass could
not pin down the dates accurately – the tree-ring sequences ‘floated’ about in
time.
It took him ten years to link up known tree-ring history and his earlier
floating chronologies. In 1928, the Indians allowed him to bore into the
beams of Hopi villages in northern Arizona; that took him back to AD 1400.
A year later, a charred beam from a ruin at Show Low, Arizona, had a tree-
ring sequence that overlapped with the floating chronologies of earlier sites.
Now he could link tree-ring sequences from Pecos to his master timescale.
The new science of dendrochronology (tree-ring dating) finally dated the
Pecos sequence and provided a chronology for the great flowering of Pueblo
culture from the tenth to the twelfth centuries AD.
Alfred Kidder’s methods of artefact analysis and excavation spread
gradually across North America. All subsequent research in the Southwest,
and much of the Americas, stems ultimately from the Pecos project. Thanks
to his field training, his gifted students took the latest field methods with
them when they worked elsewhere. Kidder himself moved on to an important
position supervising Maya research at the Carnegie Institution in
Washington, DC in 1929.
In 1950, he retired to Cambridge, Massachusetts, where his house became
a gathering place for archaeologists and students until his death in 1963. By
then, American archaeology had built on Kidder’s foundations and was ready
for more detailed research. He made accuracy, careful observation and team
research the basis of American archaeology.
CHAPTER 25
A Fire-Breathing Giant
M ost people have never heard of the Shoshone Indians of the Great Basin
in western North America. More’s the pity, for their way of life had a
profound influence on how a whole generation of American archaeologists
thought about the past.
Unlikely heroes, the Shoshone people lived in small bands in one of the
driest landscapes in the United States. They ate small game and plant foods
of many kinds, used only the simplest of digging sticks, grinders and bows
and arrows, yet thrived in a very harsh, arid environment for thousands of
years. Why were they so successful?
Anthropologist Julian Steward (1902–72), who was very aware of
archaeology, spent many months with the Shoshone. He attributed their
success to their constant mobility, and to their remarkable knowledge of the
available foods in what he called an edible, if very dry, landscape. The
Shoshone moved across the Great Basin landscape constantly, their
movements dictated by food and water supplies. In a classic anthropological
study, Steward mapped how their patterns of settlement changed from one
season to the next. But he was no narrowly focused anthropologist: he
realised that changing settlement patterns across different landscapes were
key to understanding ancient societies. His approach became known as
cultural ecology, the study of the relationship between people and their
environments.
Much of Steward’s career brought him in touch with archaeologists
through a huge archaeology project on the Missouri River, known as the
River Basin Surveys programme, which began after the Second World War.
During the 1950s and early 1960s, a surge in dam construction began to
transform the United States – and archaeology. The large-scale water works
provided hydroelectric power, stored water for agriculture, controlled floods
and expanded navigation on major rivers. But they also destroyed thousands
of archaeological sites. The most ambitious project involved harnessing the
Missouri River. This would drown 1,600 kilometres of valley land and
destroy over 90 per cent of the historical and archaeological sites along the
river.
The River Basin Surveys developed as archaeologists fought to salvage
the past. Such surveys transformed American archaeology beyond
recognition. Previously, most research had unfolded in limited areas like the
Southwest. By the time the programme ended, we had the first portrait of an
ancient North America, far more diverse than merely burial mounds and
pueblos.
The scale of the Missouri River dam building and survey operations alone
was enormous. There were still only very few qualified archaeologists
available to do the survey work. Twelve universities, four museums and
various other organisations joined in at once. By 1968, when the River Basin
Surveys ended, hardworking fieldworkers had surveyed about 500 reservoir
basins big and small. They had tested more than 20,000 archaeological sites.
Many of them filled in blanks on the archaeological maps, for the surveys
examined hitherto unknown areas. Nearly 2,000 significant reports came
from the surveys.
An avalanche of new data in the form of artefacts and other finds
descended on archaeological laboratories around the country. Perhaps most
important of all, many archaeologists became aware of the threat to the
fragile archives they relied upon. Excavation destroyed sites, and so they also
came to believe that digging was a last resort. Ever since the surveys ended,
most archaeology in the United States has been devoted to conserving the
record of the past that remains.
Many young American archaeologists served their apprenticeships on the
River Basin Surveys and on projects in the Southeast funded by the Works
Project Administration. They surveyed threatened landscapes and digging
sites before they vanished under water. The sheer number of artefacts, many
of them from sites occupied over long periods, was overwhelming. Bag after
bag of stone tools and pot fragments had to be washed, labelled and
classified.
The people who undertook this work confronted a problem similar to that
of Christian Jürgensen Thomsen in Copenhagen 150 years earlier (see
Chapter 9). How did you create a chronological framework for America’s
remote past? There was no Three-Age System in North America.
Some River Basin Surveys archaeologists devoted their entire careers to
this past. One of them was James A. Ford, an artefact expert, who assembled
hundreds of collections from thousands of sites into long, elaborate charts
that extended over thousands of years. I recall sitting through one of his
presentations, complete with graphs and flip charts. Ford was not an
interesting lecturer – this was long before computers – and his endless stream
of data was unintelligible and boring. I must confess that I dozed off.
Much archaeology of the day was obscure, bogged down in minute
changes in artefacts, and nothing more than a framework of changing
technologies. Fortunately, a few scholars approached their work with a
broader perspective, a determination to move away from pure data to the
study of ancient people. Gordon Randolph Willey (1913–2002) was one such
visionary. He was destined to become one of the best-known archaeologists
of the twentieth century.
Willey worked on the River Basin Surveys and on another survey in
northwestern Florida while still a student. The experience gave him not only
a grounding in artefacts of many kinds, but also an understanding of how
people adapted to changing landscapes over thousands of years.
Willey served as an anthropologist at the Bureau of American Ethnology
at the Smithsonian Institution from 1943 to 1950. While there he worked on
the River Basin Surveys in the southeastern United States. He collaborated
with Ford and others on a series of reports that raised the study of culture
history (see Chapter 23) to new levels. This work was far more sophisticated
than Kidder’s work at Pecos in the Southwest thirty years earlier (see Chapter
24). During his survey years, he worked closely with Julian Steward, who
told Willey and others that they should stop examining single sites and look
at people and their settlements in the context of their landscapes.
When he finished with the surveys, Willey had almost unrivalled
experience of archaeological survey work in the field. But as well as being an
archaeologist, he was also an anthropologist. His training had combined the
two, for his teachers made it clear that you could not study ancient North
Americans without taking account of living Indian societies as well. In North
America, archaeology was not only excavation and survey, but also
anthropology.
Steward strongly encouraged Willey to carry out an archaeological survey
in one of the river valleys of the arid north coast of Peru. He helped him set
up a project to study the varied landscape and changing prehistoric settlement
patterns in the little-known Viru Valley. Willey looked at the entire valley
with the help of aerial photographs (images taken from the air). He surveyed
the most promising areas on foot, and carried out limited excavations. In his
report on the project, published in 1953, he told the story of the valley as a
series of ever-changing complex economic, political and social landscapes.
Stratigraphic sequences and artefacts were but a small part of the story.
Willey’s Viru research founded what is now called settlement archaeology,
an important strand in today’s archaeological world.
The Viru research earned Willey the prestigious Bowditch Professorship
of Central American and Mexican Archaeology at Harvard University in
1950. He worked there for the rest of his career, carrying out important
fieldwork on the Maya civilisation. He also worked on settlement surveys at
important sites in Belize and Guatemala. The emphasis of his research was
not on major cities, but on the lesser settlements that flourished in their
shadows.
Gordon Willey was a charming, learned archaeologist and a superb
mentor of young students. Above all, he stressed that good archaeology is
based on data, not just on high-flown ideas. As we shall see in later chapters,
this was an important point.
Willey was not, of course, alone. There were other larger-than-life figures
who worked in North America during this time. Jesse David Jennings (1909–
97) was a major figure in the archaeology of the American West. Jennings
joined the University of Utah in 1948. His first field research in the Great
Basin involved excavating several dry cave sites, especially Danger Cave (so
named because a falling rock nearly killed two archaeologists). Here he
excavated 4 metres of occupation levels with painstaking care. They revealed
an estimated 11,000 years of occasional visitations.
Preservation conditions in the dry levels were near perfect, allowing
Jennings to study the small adjustments the inhabitants had made to changing
climatic conditions in the area. At the time the cave was occupied, there had
been nearby marshes, where fish, edible plants and waterfowl abounded.
Jennings found cords made from plant fibres, leather clothing fragments,
basketry and stones used for grinding nuts. He even excavated well-preserved
beetle remains and human faeces, which revealed much about the
predominantly plant diet of the inhabitants. He wrote of a long-lived cultural
tradition, which endured until AD 500. Like Willey and Ford in the Southeast,
he laid sound foundations for all later Great Basin work. Witty and
sometimes sarcastic, Jennings preferred data and digging to theories. His
excavations set standards for a generation.
Meanwhile, in eastern North America, Kansas-born James B. Griffin
(1905–97) of the University of Michigan also helped transform North
American archaeology. Griffin was, above all, an artefact man. He spent a
great deal of time studying the enormous collections assembled by the River
Basin Surveys. Like Ford and Willey, Griffin tried to bring order to storage
rooms full of unsorted artefacts. His knowledge of archaeological finds in
eastern North America was legendary. He founded a Ceramic Repository at
the University of Michigan. This vast pottery collection is a fundamental
archive for today’s researchers.
By the early 1960s, a general framework for the North American past
before Columbus was in widespread use. It was based on excavations,
surveys and artefacts. Like Gordon Childe in Europe, those who developed it
assumed, quite reasonably, that the distribution of human cultures over wide
areas meant that they flourished at much the same time. Griffin, Jennings and
Willey were, above all, data experts. However, as Willey with his Viru
research well knew, change was afoot.
A new generation of archaeologists was aware of research into ancient
environments, pioneered in the Southwest by, among others, A.E. Douglass
of tree-ring fame (see Chapter 24). They began to ask new questions, some of
them arising from the River Basin Surveys. How had environments and
landscapes changed through time? How had human societies living in them
adapted to such changes? What impacts did the need for such adjustments
have on society as a whole?
North American archaeology from the 1930s to the early 1960s was
mostly a matter of describing the past, classifying minor details of different
tools, and defining changing societies on the basis of their technologies. Few
people thought about why these cultures had changed. Why, for example, had
people taken up agriculture instead of hunting, fishing and collecting plant
foods? Why were some hunting and gathering societies, like those in the
Pacific Northwest, more complex than those in, say, the Great Basin or
central Alaska?
The new generation wanted to move beyond classification to more
sophisticated approaches to the past. They were also looking for new ways of
dating ancient societies. It was one thing to say that one culture was older
than another. But how old were they both in calendar years? How much older
in years was one than another? As we shall see, the development of
radiocarbon dating (Chapter 27) was part of a major revolution in
archaeology that was about to take place.
Until the 1950s, the centre of gravity of archaeology had rested in Europe
and the Mediterranean, and also in southwestern Asia. Gradually,
archaeological research expanded far from European shores. The process had
long been under way, in part because of the global distribution of British and
French colonies. Both archaeology and anthropology had been activities
associated with colonial rule, whether in India, Africa or the Pacific. The
roots of what came to be called world prehistory had been put down in the
nineteenth century. Now world prehistory was to blossom.
CHAPTER 27
H ow old is it? This is one of the basic questions that archaeologists ask
whenever they excavate a site or examine an artefact. As we have seen, any
dating – in years before the present, or in AD/BC – used to be generally little
more than a ‘guesstimate’. Only tree-rings and objects of known age, such as
Roman coins, could date prehistoric sites (see Chapters 11, 24 and 26). Then,
in 1949, Willard Libby came up with the radiocarbon dating method, which
made it possible to date sites and artefacts as far back as 50,000 years.
Willard Libby (1908–80) was an American chemist, not an archaeologist.
Yet he did more than almost anyone else to revolutionise archaeological
research. A farmer’s son, Libby became an expert on radioactivity and
nuclear science. During the Second World War, he worked as part of the
Manhattan Project, which developed the atomic bomb. After the war, he
moved to the University of Chicago, where he started work on radiocarbon
dating. This, he believed, could offer a way of dating archaeological sites in
calendar years. He won a Nobel Prize for his efforts.
Libby’s research assumed that radiocarbon (radioactive carbon, known as
carbon-14) is constantly being created in the atmosphere by the interaction of
cosmic rays with atmospheric nitrogen. Along with normal (non-radioactive)
carbon, some of the carbon-14 in the air is absorbed and stored by plants.
Animals then acquire the radioactive carbon by eating the vegetation. When
an animal or plant dies, it stops exchanging carbon with the environment.
From that moment on, the carbon-14 content decreases as it undergoes
radioactive decay. Libby realised that measuring the amount of carbon-14 left
in a dead plant, wood fragment or bone provides a way of calculating how
old it is. The older the sample, the less carbon-14 it contains. He also
determined the rate of decay: half of the radioactive carbon in any sample
will decay after about 5,730 years (the half-life).
His experiments took many years to refine. Libby and his colleague,
James Arnold, tried dating samples of known age, using wood from the
tombs of Egyptian pharaohs Djoser and Sneferu, which, according to
historical sources, dated to about 2625 ± 75 BC. The radiocarbon dates came
out at 2800 ± 280 BC. Libby and Arnold published their research in 1949. By
1955, Libby had processed almost 1,000 dates both from objects of known
age and from hitherto undated prehistoric sites.
Initially archaeologists wondered just how accurate radiocarbon dating
was. For various reasons, some of them were reluctant to provide samples of
known age. Many were sceptical about Libby’s experimental dates. Others
were afraid that radiocarbon dating would disprove their cherished theories.
As research progressed, so more and more collaborators provided samples.
There were, of course, uncertainties, as was only to be expected with a new
dating method. But by the early 1960s, archaeologists had embraced
radiocarbon dating with enthusiasm, for it had the potential to revolutionise
knowledge of the past 50,000 years of human existence. Anything older than
50,000 years contains traces of radioactive carbon too minute to be useful.
If radiocarbon dating was accurate, the potential was enormous.
Archaeologists drooled at the thought of being able to date the first
Americans, or the origins of agriculture in different parts of the world.
Theoretically, too, it would be possible to measure the rate of cultural change,
like the transition from hunting to farming, or the spread of different
prehistoric peoples into Europe or across the Pacific thousands of years ago.
The prospects were tantalising.
There were, however, serious technical obstacles to surmount. The results
with some types of samples seemed to be more accurate than with others. At
first, wood and charcoal set the standard, while bone and shell were regarded
as less accurate. It soon became clear, too, that samples had to be collected
meticulously to avoid contamination. Their exact position in a site was also
important. Results could be skewed by whether a sample had come from a
hearth, from the contents of a cooking pot, or simply from charcoal scattered
through an occupation level – to mention only a few possibilities. These
difficulties were gradually overcome, as radiocarbon dating became
increasingly sophisticated.
Another fundamental problem was that radiocarbon dates were ages in
radiocarbon years, not calendar years. Libby had originally assumed that the
concentration of radiocarbon in the atmosphere remained constant through
time. But this is wrong: changes in the strength of the earth’s magnetic field
and fluctuations in solar activity alter the concentration of radiocarbon both
in the atmosphere and in living things. For instance, samples from 6,000
years ago were exposed to much higher radiocarbon concentrations than are
samples from today.
The solution came by comparing radiocarbon dates against tree-rings. By
the time radiocarbon dating was developed, tree-rings provided accurate
calendar dates in the American Southwest and elsewhere to as far back as
12,500 years. This was just before the end of the Ice Age. In recent years,
comparisons using fossil corals from the Caribbean and ice cores from
Greenland and elsewhere have allowed scientists to date even older objects in
calendar years.
Environmental fluctuations through the ages mean that the dates
calculated solely from the carbon-14 samples and the dates obtained with the
assistance of such sources as tree-rings, ice cores or historical documents can
vary – sometimes by as much as 2,000 years. Intensive research using ice
cores and other sources has resulted in tables that allow researchers to convert
carbon-14 dates into accurate calendar chronologies.
The first radiocarbon dates for developments such as the origins of
farming and the spread of agriculture into Europe caused both amazement
and confusion. Gordon Childe’s widely used dates for major events in Europe
were far too late: the origins of farming, for example, jumped from about
4000 BC back to 9000 BC. Today, thanks to even more accurate dating,
farming is thought to have originated around 12,000 years ago. With
thousands of radiocarbon dates to work with, researchers can analyse the past
in ways that were unimaginable in Willard Libby’s time.
By the time radiocarbon dating was developed, archaeologists were
working in many parts of the world. The new technique raised basic
questions. How long ago did farming take hold in Egypt and Syria, in Turkey
and across Europe? How old was Stonehenge and what were the dates for its
different architectural stages, carefully dissected by excavation? For the first
time, it was possible to date the arrival of farmers in Scandinavia, the first
human settlement of the Americas, and the arrival of iron-using farmers in
southern Africa.
By the early 1960s, rough outlines of a global prehistory had been
assembled from a small patchwork of radiocarbon dates. Samples poured into
radiocarbon laboratories from all over the world – Australia, Iceland, Peru
and remote Pacific islands. For the first time, scholars could compare the
dates in calendar years for the beginnings of farming in different parts of the
world. They established, for example, that agriculture began at about the
same time in the Middle East and in northern China.
Above all, one could seriously contemplate writing a history of
humankind before literate civilisation within a well-established chronological
framework. Such an advance was of great importance, especially in regions
like Africa south of the Sahara, many parts of India, and the Americas, where
the first written records dated to recent centuries. In some parts of Central
Africa, the first historical archives date to the 1890s.
As radiocarbon dating became more refined, researchers turned to
accelerator mass spectrometry (AMS) for more accurate readings. AMS was
a huge advance. It allows samples to be dated on the basis of a single tree
ring or an individual wheat seed (or even fragments of a seed). It also allows
for the dating of many more samples, so that scientists can statistically
analyse dozens – or even hundreds – from a single occupation level. Until
recently, timescales in prehistory were still somewhat loose. But the
introduction of sophisticated new statistical methods is now producing
startlingly accurate chronologies.
One famous archaeological site, the West Kennet Long Barrow in
southern England, is a case in point. It held the remains of around forty men,
women and children, and had long been dated to about 3650 BC. It was a
communal burial place, but for how long was it in use? Highly accurate
radiocarbon dates were the only way to find out.
Sophisticated analysis of dozens of samples from the dead showed that
the sequence of the burials unfolded over a mere thirty years, beginning in
about 3640 BC. Other burial mounds nearby were actively used for three or
four generations at most. The West Kennet Long Barrow was a communal
burial site used for a short time – almost a family history of some Stone Age
farmers. Because it was in use for such a brief period, those buried in the
barrow’s chambers were not just remote, anonymous ancestors: some of them
had been known personally to the people still going about their business.
Looking slightly further afield, we now know that the use of long burial
mounds was brief and ceased around 3625 BC. All this raises some
fascinating questions. Were people buried in the long barrows in order to
claim territory in a place and at a time where competition for land was
increasing? Or were the communities that buried their dead in them short-
lived because they were unstable and did not endure during times of political
stress? The new chronology revealed a time of occasional rapid change and
sudden events.
Radiocarbon is not the only means of dating the past. The earliest
chapters of the past date back more than 3 million years – far beyond the
scope of radiocarbon dating. And so we rely on a geological dating method,
potassium–argon dating.
The potassium–argon method dates rocks by measuring the ratio of
radioactive argon to radioactive potassium contained in them. Radioactive
potassium-40 decays to radioactive argon-40 in both minerals and rocks. The
ratio of argon-40 to potassium-40 in a mineral or rock provides an age for the
sample. Argon is an inactive gas that escapes when rock material, such as
volcanic lava, is in a molten state. When it cools, and crystallises into
volcanic rock, the argon can no longer escape. A spectrometer can measure
the concentration of argon in the rock. Researchers can then use the known
rate of decay to calculate the rock’s age.
Fortunately, many early human sites, like those at Olduvai Gorge in
Tanzania and near Hadar in Ethiopia, lie in areas of volcanic activity, where
potassium–argon dating is useful. Some are buried between layers of volcanic
ash. At Olduvai, Louis and Mary Leakey used the potassium–argon method,
developed in the late 1950s, to date human fossils to more than 2.5 million
years (see Chapter 29). Humanlike footprints in volcanic ash at Laetoli, also
in Tanzania, date to about 3.5 million years. Potassium–argon dating has
extended the timescale of human evolution to dates that are unimaginably
earlier than the few hundred thousand years of previous estimates.
People are constantly experimenting with new dating methods, but none
rivals the radiocarbon and potassium–argon methods, which span the entire
human past. The accuracy improves every year, so soon we will routinely
date individual generations.
We have come a long way since the 1950s. When, for example, did
people settle the offshore islands of the South Pacific? Over 1,500
radiocarbon dates provide a fascinating answer. The settlement of all the
islands in the central and eastern Pacific, including Hawai’i and Rapa Nui
(Easter Island), took place within a mere century after AD 1000. These were
long voyages that unfolded over a remarkably short time. Now we must find
out why people made them.
Above all, the new dating methods have allowed archaeologists to think
of a truly world prehistory – of a human past that linked continents long
before the European Age of Discovery in the fifteenth century. Now we have
a sense of human history, where events like the development of farming and
urban civilisation unfolded in a world that was as diverse as it is today.
CHAPTER 28
T he skipper of the English trawler Colinda cursed when his nets brought up
a lump of peat from the North Sea’s Leman and Ower Banks in 1931. But as
his crew bent down to throw the dark mass overboard, the peat split open. A
brown, barbed object fell out onto the deck, some peat still clinging to it.
The skipper was intrigued and – fortunately for science – he brought the
find back to port. Eventually it reached Norwich Museum, where experts
identified it as a classic bone harpoon of a type made by Stone Age hunters in
Scandinavia. It was exhibited at a meeting of the Prehistoric Society of East
Anglia in 1932. Among those in the audience was a young archaeologist from
Cambridge named John Grahame Douglas Clark (1907–95).
As a teenager at Marlborough College, Clark had been nicknamed
‘Stones and Bones’ for his fascination with stone tools and animal bones. His
first exposure to archaeology was in the narrow world of flint tool collecting.
Most archaeology was still in the hands of amateurs, who haunted quarries
and river gravel exposures looking for stone tools and pottery. These were
people with limited interests, but Clark learned a great deal by associating
with them.
The world of archaeology was still focused on local sites. Only a few
scholars like Gordon Childe had a broader vision. Childe thought of the
European past as a form of history, in which artefacts, rather than people,
were the main players. Clark found this far more interesting than merely
describing stone tools.
In the 1920s, Cambridge University did not offer a three-year degree
course in archaeology alone. And so when Clark went there in 1926, he spent
his first two years studying history – an invaluable experience, for it exposed
him to some remarkable scholars, among them world historian George
Trevelyan. Economic historian Michael Postan also introduced Clark to the
latest research on medieval economies, which would play an important part
in his thinking in later years.
When the time came for Clark to embark on the two-year archaeology
honours curriculum, he had knowledge not only of prehistory, but also of
biological and social anthropology. Logically, he looked at the past by calling
on a range of academic disciplines. This was an unusual approach.
At the time, Cambridge archaeology was concerned almost entirely with
Europe. But Clark did sit in on lectures by Leonard Woolley about the Ur
burials (see Chapter 20), by Gertrude Caton-Thompson on her findings at
early farming villages in Egypt’s Faiyum (see Chapter 22), and by Gordon
Childe about Bronze Age Europe. At the time many archaeologists assumed
that prehistoric cultures developed in the same way everywhere, and so what
was found in Europe would be repeated elsewhere. In 1928, Clark heard
another British archaeologist, Dorothy Garrod, boldly inform the Prehistoric
Society of East Anglia that this was not so. Their cherished European cultures
were quite different from those of the Middle East. This was not a popular
idea at a time when Stone Age archaeology centred on Europe. Clark
absorbed all of this eagerly. He also spent long hours in Louis Leakey’s
laboratory, examining stone tools from Africa (see Chapter 29). The lectures
and laboratory experience exposed him to archaeology far from home – to
what was slowly becoming a global subject.
Clark’s Cambridge mentors encouraged him to study the Stone Age
cultures of Britain from the end of the Ice Age to the arrival of farming.
These were termed ‘Mesolithic’ (Greek: mesos, middle, and lithos, stone), a
‘Middle Stone Age’ that was thought of as a transitional period before
agriculture. Clark found himself looking at thousands of small flint
arrowheads and razor-sharp stone barbs in museums and private collections.
His dissertation was, inevitably, a dull study of tiny stone tools, most of them
collected casually from the surface and not from occupation levels. However,
his book The Mesolithic Age in Britain appeared in 1932 and established him
as an authority on this obscure subject.
As part of his research, Clark travelled extensively in Scandinavia,
realising that he needed to know what had happened on the other side of the
North Sea. There, the record of Mesolithic cultures was much richer, thanks
to sites preserved in waterlogged marshes. They yielded perishable finds,
such as antler and bone spear points. There were even the remains of fish
traps and nets from camps covered by shallow water.
Clark also walked along beaches situated above the modern sea level, left
by an earlier version of the Baltic Sea that had been far more extensive than it
is today. This was a wake-up call, for it made him realise the magnitude of
the changes that had affected Northern Europe immediately after the Ice Age.
To understand human societies of the time, you often had to relate them to
dramatic environmental change.
The dissertation years were busy ones for Clark, who became
increasingly impatient with amateur collectors obsessed with artefact trivia.
Grahame Clark did not hesitate to criticise the status quo. He and Stuart
Piggott, another future great who was working at Avebury, were among a
group of young rebels who engaged in animated discussions in college
rooms. They became increasingly influential voices, despite their youth. In a
closing appendix to The Mesolithic Age in Britain, Clark pointed out the huge
potential for environmental archaeology in the Fens, the marshy terrain close
to Cambridge. This research would have to include botanists, geologists and
others, not just archaeologists. The finding of the Leman and Ower Banks
harpoon was one of the events that sent Clark’s research in a new and
exciting direction.
The North Sea discovery inspired Clark and others to look for stratified
Mesolithic sites in the peat levels of the East Anglian fenlands. While
working on his doctorate, Clark had become friends with botanists Harry and
Margaret Godwin. The Godwins were students of Arthur Tansley, the
founding figure of British ecology. Tansley recommended that they learn
palynology, the science of pollen analysis. This method uses minute pollen
grains in peat bogs to study major changes in vegetation since the Ice Age. It
had been pioneered by Swedish botanist Lennart von Post during the First
World War. The Godwins studied the peat attached to the Leman and Ower
Banks harpoon and showed that it was of the same period as identical
weapons found in Denmark. They were ideal partners in Clark’s new
projects.
The Godwins, Clark and others formed a multidisciplinary research
group, the Fenland Research Committee, in 1932. Clark was its most active
member, starting work at a site buried under peat at Plantation Farm, 11
kilometres east-northeast of Ely. He found flints on a sandy ridge, then dug
down to uncover a scattering of stone tools on what had once been a sandy
island in a swamp. The excavation revealed a sequence of two peats,
separated by fine sand formed by a higher sea level. The site extended from
the Stone Age to the Bronze Age.
In 1934, Clark and the Godwins excavated Peacock’s Farm, another
location close by. They sank a trench into peat and this time struck
archaeological gold. A handful of Mesolithic flints lay below a layer with
Stone Age pot fragments. Above this Neolithic layer was Early Bronze Age
pottery. They had unearthed a rare stratified sequence that covered much of
prehistoric times. With pollen samples and molluscs, the small group of
researchers documented major environmental changes over time. This was
the first effort at multidisciplinary, environmental archaeology in Britain.
In 1932, Clark became a fellow of Peterhouse College at Cambridge
University, and soon afterwards an assistant lecturer in archaeology. He
would remain at Cambridge for the rest of his life. From 1932 to 1935, his
fellowship freed him from teaching. He used this time to travel extensively in
Northern Europe, mostly by bicycle. There he learned to appreciate the great
range of perishable artefacts made from wooden and other organic materials.
He developed a major interest in waterlogged sites, believing that it was only
a matter of time before one came to light in Britain.
Clark’s northern travels, during which he explored folk cultures,
ethnography, archaeology and environmental change, resulted in his second
book, The Mesolithic Settlement of Northern Europe, published in 1936. In
this brilliant volume, he pointed out that ancient societies had interacted with
their environments. They could be thought of as part of much larger
ecological systems, the elements of which interacted with one another. This
was a radical idea at the time. The dominant themes of this superb book were
ecological and environmental.
If ever an archaeologist was single-minded, it was Grahame Clark. He
devoted himself totally to environmental archaeology, the study of people
and their changing environments. He was also convinced that archaeology
had a major role to play in society. Clark argued that the most important
function of archaeology is to explain how ancient peoples lived.
During the war years, Clark (who could not serve for medical reasons)
wrote a series of articles on economic archaeology, the study of how people
made their living in the past. In Prehistoric Europe: The Economic Basis,
published in 1952, he brought these articles together into a series of essays on
everything from ancient beekeeping to whale hunting.
He combined archaeological evidence with traditional folk culture that
still survived in Scandinavia, collected during his trips to Northern Europe.
His economic and ecological perspectives became highly influential, even in
the United States, where he himself was virtually unknown. Just as this
important book was published, Clark was elected Disney Professor of
Prehistoric Archaeology at Cambridge, at the time the leading professorship
in prehistoric archaeology in the world.
Clark had never abandoned his hope that a waterlogged Mesolithic site
would come to light. In 1948, an amateur archaeologist reported a likely site
at Star Carr, near the North Sea in northeastern Yorkshire. Clark realised at
once that the stone axes found on the surface resembled those from
Scandinavia, and there was a strong likelihood that they came from
waterlogged peat deposits. He excavated Star Carr on a shoestring budget
over three seasons between 1949 and 1951. The site, on the shores of a long
dried-up glacial lake, lay on a birch platform, among reeds. A radiocarbon
date of about 7500 BC provided a basic chronology.
In his excavation report, Clark painted a picture of a tiny encampment set
in a landscape of birch forest, where the inhabitants hunted red and roe deer.
He described Star Carr not just from tools and animal bones, but in the
context of its surrounding environment, a first for Britain. Fifty years later,
teams of researchers with the latest high-technology methods re-excavated
Star Carr and found that it was actually a larger settlement than Clark had
reported. AMS radiocarbon tests now date the site to between 9000 and 8500
BC.
As Disney Professor, Clark followed Dorothy Garrod, who had taught the
first world prehistory course at Cambridge. He created a department that
treated prehistory as a global subject, and he travelled widely – as far afield
as Australia. Clark and his colleagues trained a generation of young
archaeologists, whom he encouraged to work overseas, often in little-known
archaeological areas. (I was one of them and went to Africa.)
His travels and the radiocarbon revolution resulted in one of his best-
known works, World Prehistory. The book was unique in 1961. Other
authors – such as Gordon Childe – had written summaries of ancient Europe,
of Maya civilisation and North America’s prehistoric past. But no one before
had attempted a work that explored early human history in every corner of
the world. World Prehistory ran to three editions and was widely read.
Grahame Clark was a shy, retiring figure, who was nevertheless capable
of harsh criticism of his fellow archaeologists. But his authoritative writings
and his insistence on the importance of economic archaeology endured long
after his death. Not only did he make this a central part of twentieth-century
archaeology, but he also helped turn archaeology into the global discipline
that it is today. Clark, like others who emerged later, rebelled against an
obsessive concern with artefacts and chronological sequences. His writings
influenced a generation, while his students worked – and some still do work –
all over the world.
CHAPTER 29
‘Dear Boy!’
O lduvai Gorge, Tanzania, East Africa, 17 July 1959. Louis Leakey was in
bed in camp with a slight fever when his wife Mary left to re-examine a
location where they had found stone tools eight years earlier. At the site,
Mary brushed away fine soil from two large teeth that were set in what
appeared to be a human jaw. Her heart stopped. Leaping into her Land Rover,
she raced back to camp. ‘I’ve got him!’ she cried. Fever forgotten in all the
excitement, Louis and Mary examined the teeth together.
But what form of hominin (a species related to, or an ancestor of,
humans) lay in the soil? When all the pieces were recovered, Mary assembled
the skull of a robust-looking ape-human. They named the find Zinjanthropus
boisei, ‘Southern ape-human of Boise’, after a Mr Boise who had sponsored
the research. Zinjanthropus boisei was a strongly built hominin, the first
discovered outside South Africa. The Leakeys called him ‘Dear Boy’.
The modern search for human origins had begun many years earlier. In
1924, South African anatomist Raymond Dart (1893–1988) identified a tiny
hominin skull found in a lime quarry at Taung in South Africa’s Cape
Province. The teeth looked quite modern, the face jutted forward and the head
was somewhat rounded – a mix of modern and ancient features. Dart called it
Australopithecus africanus, ‘Southern ape from Africa’. He proclaimed that
Australopithecus was the link between living apes and humans. But Dart was
prone to jumping to conclusions.
As we saw in Chapter 8, the scientists of the day had rejected Dutchman
Eugène Dubois’s find of Pithecanthropus erectus from Java in 1889 as a
potential missing link. Mesmerised by the Neanderthals, they were also
obsessed by the forged Piltdown skull, with its large brain and small teeth,
found in England in 1912. Dart was laughed to scorn. He joined Dubois on
the list of discredited fossil hunters.
Even by the mid-twentieth century, we still did not know much about
early human evolution. More Neanderthals had come to light in Europe, and
now in the Middle East. The Homo erectus fossils at Zhoukoudian in China
had proved Dubois correct (see Chapter 8). The Australopithecus finds from
South Africa were now accepted as possible human ancestors. Otherwise, the
African slate was virtually blank. Then Louis and Mary Leakey came along
and changed everything.
Born to Church of England missionaries in Kenya, Louis Seymour Bazett
Leakey (1903–72) became one of the most remarkable archaeologists of the
twentieth century. Brash, driven and opinionated, Leakey studied
archaeology at Cambridge University, where he caused controversy by
wearing shorts on a tennis court!
Leakey had always wanted to dig in Africa, where he was convinced that
human origins lay. After graduating in 1926, he organised a shoestring
expedition to Kenya and excavated Gamble’s Cave in the Great Rift Valley.
He found stratified layers of human occupation dating back at least 20,000
years. The earliest visitors were probably contemporaries of Neanderthal
cultures in Europe. The later levels yielded finely made spear points, knives
and other tools. These much more sophisticated people were the African
equivalents of the Upper Palaeolithic folk found in French caves (see Chapter
10). The stone tools showed conclusively that prehistoric African societies
were very different from those of Europe. There were also hints of much
earlier Africans from crude artefacts found at other sites. Louis Leakey
became convinced that East Africa was where humans originated.
In 1931, Leakey accompanied German palaeontologist Hans Reck to
Olduvai Gorge. Some 40 kilometres long, Olduvai is a jagged slash in the
Serengeti plains of northern Tanzania, where violent earth movements
exposed deep, stratified layers of ancient lake beds. Reck was looking for
fossil animals. Meanwhile Leakey was convinced that there would be
evidence of early human settlement in the gorge. Reck bet Leakey £10 that he
would not find stone tools at Olduvai. Leakey collected on the bet on the very
first day.
Leakey was a fluent Kikuyu speaker from boyhood. He was therefore a
natural candidate for a year-long anthropological study of the tribe, which
began in 1936. That same year, he married his second wife, Mary. London-
born Mary Leakey (1913–96) was the opposite of Louis. Quiet, modest and
methodical, she was a superb technical artist, a meticulous excavator and an
expert on stone-tool technology. She kept many of her husband’s more hare-
brained schemes in check and completed many of his excavations.
Neither of them let the Second World War stand in their way. In 1943,
they excavated a series of sites at Olorgesailie in the Rift Valley, near
Nairobi, where ancient hunters had butchered big game. These sites date to
about 300,000 years ago. Olorgesailie is a fascinating place to visit. You can
see dozens of large stone butchery tools lying just where their users dropped
them hundreds of thousands of years ago. The Leakeys also found dense
concentrations of stone tools and fragmentary animal bones, as well as places
where the hunters had camped, eaten and slept. No more than a few metres
across, these sites are priceless archives of ancient human behaviour. With
careful excavation, you can find everything from tiny tools to mouse bones or
even snake fangs.
After the war, and operating on a virtually non-existent budget, the pair
worked at Olduvai, excavating thousands of stone tools from stratified lake
beds. In 1951, the Leakeys published a report on the long stone-tool sequence
at the gorge, starting with crude chopping tools that were little more than
simple flaked lava cobbles.
Once the stone-tool sequence provided a framework, the couple switched
their focus from stone tools to the fine clays and sands exposed in the gorge.
As you look up at what were once lake beds, it’s hard to imagine that animals
large and small drank from their shallow waters. This time, the Leakeys
searched for lakeside camps where people had butchered their prey with
crude stone choppers and sharp-edged flakes of stone. Except for a few
fragmentary teeth, there were no traces of hominin fossils. Then, in July
1959, Mary Leakey found Zinjanthropus boisei, or ‘Dear Boy’.
‘Dear Boy’ made the Leakeys international celebrities. The National
Geographic Society funded the complete excavation of the Zinjanthropus
site. Mary excavated the scatter of bone fragments and stone debris with
meticulous care. She recorded every artefact and bone where it lay before
lifting it. For the first time, archaeologists could reconstruct very early human
life.
I once visited Mary’s excavation. She crouched under an umbrella, her
Dalmatian dogs lying nearby. With brush and dental pick, she gently eased
lake sand away from a small antelope bone. Her patience was remarkable.
Mary’s slow-moving excavation methods are now common practice for
excavating sites this old.
How old was Zinjanthropus boisei? Louis had dated the fossil by
guesswork to about 600,000 years. When two geophysicists from the
University of California, Berkeley used the new potassium–argon method to
date it to 1.75 million years (see Chapter 27), the Leakeys and the
international scientific community were stunned. From one day to the next,
human origins had nearly trebled in age.
The search for human ancestors now widened. Large-scale excavations at
other Olduvai locations yielded more hominins. Skull fragments and an
almost complete foot from a slightly earlier site belonged to a slender, more
slightly built hominin, quite different from Zinjanthropus. South African
biological anthropologist Phillip Tobias studied the remains and identified
Homo habilis, ‘Handy person’. With characteristic boldness, Louis Leakey
called habilis the earliest toolmaker of all, dated to 2 million years before the
present day.
Mary Leakey undertook the massive task of writing up the early sites. Her
report was a detailed study of a simple technology of stone choppers and
flakes. She named this technology ‘Oldowan’ after the gorge. Meanwhile,
Louis travelled widely, lecturing and forever proposing new theories of
human origins. He also encouraged young researchers to investigate the
behaviour of living primates such as chimpanzees, orangutans and gorillas.
Such studies might provide insights into early human behaviour. Louis was
an important mentor for Britain’s Jane Goodall, who became a world
authority on chimpanzees, and American Dian Fossey, who specialised in
gorillas.
Louis died in 1972. In 1977, Mary opened excavations at another
promising location at Laetoli in Tanzania. She amazed her colleagues by
uncovering in hardened volcanic ash two trails of hominin footprints that
were made 3.59 million years ago. The Laetoli footprints came from the bed
of a seasonal river. Thin layers of fine volcanic ash had formed a pathway for
animals travelling to nearby waterholes. The hardened volcanic ash also
preserved the footprints of elephants, rhinoceroses, giraffes, a sabre-toothed
tiger and many antelope species.
The two trails of hominin footprints, about 24 centimetres apart, were
probably made at different times. The distinctive heel and toe prints were left
by two individuals under 1.5 metres tall. Mary described their gait as rolling
and slow-moving. Their hips swivelled as they walked, unlike the free-
striding gait of modern people. Most likely, the footprints were made by
individuals like ‘Lucy’, the diminutive Australopithecus afarensis found in
Ethiopia by Don Johanson in 1973, one of many such finds. The Laetoli
hominins walked upright, bipedally (on two feet). Since coming down from
the trees was a distinctive human characteristic, bipedalism was key to
successful hunting and foraging in open country.
For years, those scientists who studied human origins, working with few
fossils, tended to think of early human evolution as linear (proceeding in a
straight line). But by the 1970s, it was clear that there was a far greater
diversity of hominins in East Africa and perhaps elsewhere, and that most of
them were still unknown. This diversity became clear as more researchers
began work in East Africa, among them Don Johanson and the Leakeys’ son,
Richard.
Palaeoanthropology (the study of human fossils) itself now relied on field
teams of different specialists as interested in the local environment and
human behaviour as they were in fossils. The Leakeys tended to work alone.
They did their own geology, and only little by little began to call on experts
in other fields, such as botany, dating and zoology. But this limited use of
specialist colleagues changed the research. New chronologies based on
molecular biology showed that chimpanzees, our closest living relatives, and
humans split from one another some 7–8 million years ago.
The search for human origins now included fossils far earlier than Homo
habilis and Zinjanthropus boisei. Richard Leakey investigated fossil-bearing
beds on the east side of remote Lake Turkana in northern Kenya. His team
found a range of well-preserved Australopithecus fossils and the remains of a
human ancestor that displayed a mixture of both primitive and more
advanced features. Now that there are more fossils to study, Homo habilis is
today called early Homo, our earliest direct ancestor.
During the 1990s, another American palaeoanthropologist, Tim White,
found at least seventeen small hominins at Aramis in the arid Awash region
of Ethiopia. They come from Ardipithecus ramidus, a hominin who probably
lived between 4.5 million and 4.3 million years ago. ‘Ardi’ seems closer to
chimpanzees than to humans, and may have lived in more wooded
environments than did his successors. This little-known creature, which stood
on two feet, was close to the first hominins to diverge from African apes. Its
bones have been found in layers at Aramis underlying later
Australopithecines. By the standards of Ardipithecus, Don Johanson’s
‘Lucy’, at 3 million years old, is much younger.
Today, we know that a great array of hominins flourished in eastern
Africa between 7 million and 2 million years ago. Many of them are still
unknown, but it appears that Australopithecines were among the most
common. And among them were hominins with more rounded heads, as well
as other distinctive features in the hips and limbs that justify them being
called early Homo, our earliest ancestors. Quite when they appeared remains
a mystery, but they apparently made stone tools and may have evolved
around 3 million years ago.
Like other archaeologists of the earlier twentieth century, the Leakeys
spent much of their careers working alone and with minimal funds. Their
discoveries helped put the study of human origins on a modern footing.
Today, with many more fossils to work with, we think of human evolution as
a tree with numerous branches, most of which led to dead ends. A few,
however, led to early Homo, Homo erectus and ultimately to modern humans.
CHAPTER 30
Underwater Archaeology
T he painted scene on the revolving pot tells the whole story. It is around AD
400. A Moche lord sits under a shelter on top of a pyramid on the north coast
of Peru. He is in the shade, but the late afternoon sun causes his golden
headdress to blaze. In his right hand, he holds a clay vessel filled with human
blood. Calm and austere, covered in gold and turquoise ornaments, he gazes
down on a row of naked prisoners, stripped of their armour and weapons.
A priest in a bird costume quickly slits the prisoners’ throats, catching
their spilling blood in a pot. The bodies are dragged away, to be cut into
pieces by other waiting priests. The lord drinks more blood, displaying no
emotion. His cup is immediately refilled. One day, he will be buried exactly
where he sits, as another warrior-priest takes his place.
This scene is one of many on Moche pots of all kinds that were once
burial offerings – or were possibly used in daily life, to be displayed at feasts.
Some were symbols of social status. Narrative scenes show warriors running
in line, hunting deer and seal, and in processions. Moche potters were
sculptors as well as painters. Their portrait vases of prominent men are
famous, but they also modelled birds, fish, llamas, deer – even spiders. Nor
did they forget corn, squash and other plants. Or supernatural beings. Much
of what we know about the Moche and their rulers comes from their superb
pottery – as well as from richly decorated burials.
The Moche state came into being about 2,000 years ago along Peru’s
northern coast. The coastal plain is one of the driest landscapes on earth, and
so the Moche lived off the abundance of anchovies to be fished from the
Pacific. Fertile river valley soils, fed by mountain water from the Andes,
allowed them to grow maize, beans and other crops in carefully irrigated field
systems.
As food supplies improved, thanks to more efficient farming, small
numbers of wealthy families rose to prominence. The rulers and their families
were the elite of Moche society, which increasingly became divided between
the nobles and the common folk. The rulers built ever larger mud-brick
pyramids and temples. These provided the stage for elaborate ceremonies that
had but one purpose: to show commoners that their leaders had close links
with the supernatural world.
Over the centuries, hundreds of ordinary people toiled on the great
temples that rose above the Moche River. They paid their taxes in labour – a
common practice in early Peruvian states. The great mud-brick platform of
Huaca del Sol rises more than 40 metres above the river, inland from the
Pacific. When in use and before floods and looters ravaged it, this enormous
huaca (a sacred place) was cross-shaped and faced north. It was built in four
sections to give it a stepped effect. The façade was once painted in red and
other bright colours. The pyramid that stands there today is but a shadow of
the vast structure that was both the royal palace and the burial place of the
Moche rulers who lived there.
A second pyramid, Huaca de Luna, stands about 500 metres away. This
was a smaller monument with three platforms, connected and enclosed by
three high adobe walls. Brightly coloured murals showed divine beings that
were part animal, part human. Experts believe that this was a place where the
rulers worshipped the major gods that presided over the Moche state.
In one secluded courtyard, archaeologist Steve Bourget unearthed the
skeletons of about seventy warriors who had been sacrificed. In many cases,
their bodies had then been separated limb from limb, just as shown in the
pottery frieze. Clay statuettes depicting naked men with bodies covered in
intricate symbols lay alongside some of the remains. At least two of these
sacrificial rituals took place during periods of heavy rainfall, a rarity in the
arid Moche landscape. They occurred during irregular El Niño events, which
are caused by complex climatic shifts in the western Pacific. El Niño brought
warmer water to the coast, disrupting the anchovy fisheries. The rains it
produced could wipe out entire field systems in hours.
Who were the Moche leaders? We know from the painted pots that their
political power depended on success in war. It also depended on carefully
staged public ceremonies. This was where the temples and courtyards came
in. You can imagine the scene. As the sun sinks in the west, a large crowd of
commoners in their best cotton clothing gather in the great plaza below
Huaca del Sol. Drums beat and the smell of incense rises from sacred fires as
loud chanting resounds in the still air. Brilliant sunshine bathes the entrance
to the pyramid on the huaca’s summit. Silence falls as a figure appears in the
small doorway, his brightly polished golden headdress reflecting the setting
sun with hypnotic brilliance. As the sun finally sets, he vanishes into the dark
space, as if returning to the supernatural world.
Moche pots display human sacrifice and prisoners being killed, but reveal
little about the lords themselves. We know nothing of the rituals that
surrounded them. We do not even know their names. They were not literate.
We can only guess at the powerful beliefs that guided Moche society. But we
can gaze on some of their features, thanks to the skill of the potters. The
ceremonial portrait vessels may well depict once-living individuals. That they
were important people is certain, for the vessels appear in richly decorated
graves. Some lords smile, or even laugh; but most are serious and severe.
You get the impression that Moche lords had absolute confidence in their
own authority.
All these clues give only a vague impression of the Moche lords. Few of
their burials have survived the attention of looters and Spanish soldiers. The
Spaniards even diverted the waters of the Moche River to wash away parts of
the Huaca del Sol in a ruthless search for gold. They are said to have found
some, which encouraged them to wash away even more of the huaca. This
loss makes the magnificent tombs of the so-called Lords of Sipán an
archaeological find of exceptional importance – one of the major discoveries
of late twentieth-century archaeology.
In 1987, tomb robbers broke into the undisturbed, gold-laden sepulchre of
a Moche lord, deep in the pyramids of Sipán in the Lambayeque Valley, a
major centre of Moche power. Fortunately, Peruvian archaeologist Walter
Alva, a Moche expert, visited the site almost immediately. His subsequent
excavations, carried out by a team of archaeologists and conservators, filled
in a picture of the mysterious rulers of the Moche kingdom.
By 2004, fourteen tombs had been identified in this major huaca, which
was built sometime before AD 300. Known as the Huaca Rajada, its burial
chambers consist of two small adobe pyramids and a small platform. The
graves of three Sipán lords emerged from Alva’s excavations, each wearing
rich ornaments and accompanied by grave offerings.
The first lord to be excavated was only about 1.5 metres tall and was aged
between thirty-five and forty-five. He lay in ceremonial dress in an adobe
chamber, with solid benches along the sides and at the head end. The
mourners set hundreds of fine clay pots into small niches in the benches.
Then they placed the lord in a plank coffin in the centre of the chamber, the
lid secured with copper bands. Spouted vessels stood at the head and the foot.
He lay in his full regalia (distinctive clothing), complete with headdress,
golden mask and chest ornament, earrings and other jewellery of the highest
quality. He wore two necklaces of gold and silver beads in the shape of
peanuts, an important Moche food crop.
He was not alone. Five cane coffins held the bodies of adults. Three were
women, perhaps wives or concubines (women who share a bed with a man
but are not married to him), who had died somewhat earlier. Two males, one
accompanied by a war club, may have been warriors. A third male with
crossed legs sat in a niche overlooking the burial. The feet of the warriors had
been amputated, presumably to prevent them from escaping. A dog and two
llamas also lay in the sepulchre. Once the coffin was in place, a low beam
roof had been set close above it. Then everything had been filled in.
A second tomb was uncovered in 1988, near that of the first lord. The
man in this sepulchre was his contemporary. His regalia included a sacrificial
bowl and artefacts associated with worship of the moon. He may have been a
priest.
A third chamber was slightly older, but the ornaments and clothing
showed that the occupant was a person of the same high rank as the first lord.
DNA tests revealed that the two were related through their mothers. A young
woman and a warrior with amputated feet, presumably the lord’s bodyguard,
also lay in the tomb.
Three lords in elaborate, very similar attire, went to eternity accompanied
by ritual objects. Who exactly were these individuals? The ceremonial rattles,
exquisite nose and ear ornaments, copper sandals and fine bracelets indicate
clearly that they were powerful men.
Only one possible source of information is available – the paintings on
Moche vessels. Archaeologist Christopher Donnan photographed the painted
pots as they revolved on a turntable, thus ‘unrolling’ complete friezes of the
scenes. There are hundreds of scenes that depict two men engaged in combat,
one defeating and capturing the other. In each, the victor strips off his
enemy’s clothing, bundles up his weapons and puts a rope around his neck.
Then the tethered prisoner is forced to walk in front of his captor. Other
scenes show rows of captives being displayed before an important individual,
who is sometimes sitting atop a pyramid. Then the captives’ throats are cut.
Priests, attendants and the individual presiding over the ceremony drink the
fresh blood.
The most important participants in these ceremonies wear a conical
helmet with a crescent-shaped headdress, circular ear ornaments and a
crescent nose ornament – as do the Lords of Sipán. Donnan calls these lords
warrior-priests – men who supervised the most important ceremonies in
Moche society. He points out that the regalia of the lords changed little from
one generation to the next. Nearly every artefact buried with them had
meaning. For example, they wore gold on the right and silver on the left,
representing the opposites of sun and moon, day and night. Judging from the
grave offerings, the Sipán lords were believed to have supernatural powers.
They must have been aggressive, competitive warriors, who organised raids
and wars of conquest in the constant pursuit of victims.
The graves of the Moche lords were so rich in gold that few have
survived the ravages of looters. This means that we know little about warrior-
priests other than those at Sipán. Three noble burials have come from the 32-
metre-high Dos Cabezas pyramid close to the mouth of the Jequetepeque
River. They date to between AD 450 and 550. The three lords were
remarkable for their height: each stood nearly 2 metres tall. Biological
anthropologists suspect that they may have suffered from a genetic disorder
known as Marfan syndrome, which causes thin, long limbs.
The most important individual wore a headdress decorated with gilded
copper bats. He wore a nose ornament fashioned in similar form. Bats were
apparently prominent in Moche ritual: they appear on painted pots, in scenes
of human sacrifice and ritual blood-drinking. The man may not have been a
warrior-priest, but perhaps a metalworker – a respected occupation in Moche
society.
Leaders like the Moche warrior-priests knew that their rule depended on
their ability to convince people that they had a special relationship with
powerful supernatural forces. Their elaborate clothing and ornaments,
carefully staged public ceremonies and rituals, and the endless chants were
ways in which they did so. A little human sacrifice along the way reinforced
the message.
The archaeological unravelling of the relationship between ruler and ruled
involved slow-moving fieldwork, a passion for minute detective work and
painstaking conservation of the finds. Even small ornaments like decorated
earrings revealed the spiritual opposition between the sun and the moon,
between night and day, that was a central part of Moche belief. The warrior-
priests thought they had a special relationship with the supernatural which
gave them power. To understand their complex world, archaeologists had to
assemble a jigsaw puzzle from dozens of tiny clues. Thanks to Alva and his
colleagues, we now have a fascinating picture of long-forgotten Moche rulers
– men whose wealth rivalled that of the Egyptian pharaoh Tutankhamun.
CHAPTER 36
Çatalhöyük
T he half-size clay figures looked out at me from the museum display case,
staring straight ahead. Some were double-headed, perhaps a husband and
wife. As I moved around the room, I felt their black-outlined eyes following
me. I got as close as I could to one figure and gazed into the cowrie (sea
snail) shell eyes. The black bitumen (tar) dots of the pupils seemed to burn
deep into my soul. I was hypnotised by the power of a figure buried, with
thirty others, in a pit sometime around 8000 BC.
This was one of those rare moments when I have been confronted by the
force of ancient beliefs. There have been others: Ice Age paintings in French
caves and at Altamira, Spain (see Chapter 14); a few minutes alone in
complete darkness in a pharaoh’s tomb in Egypt’s Valley of the Kings;
tracing the ancient legend of the Maya creation, as painted on a clay bowl . . .
But few have been as powerful as the time spent with those figures from ‘Ain
Ghazal in Jordan – the clay modelled around bundles of twigs, the painted
clothing and hair and the tattoos. I felt myself in the presence of the
ancestors.
Like other early farmers, the ‘Ain Ghazal people buried the decorated
heads of their forebears under their hut floors. Kathleen Kenyon had found
plastered skulls under 7000 BC houses at Jericho (see Chapter 30). At ‘Ain
Ghazal, the people also made models of their ancestors, which stood in house
shrines. Even looking at them in a museum, you feel as if previous
generations of your family are staring out at you, watching over their
descendants. The more we learn about early villagers in the Middle East, the
more we uncover evidence that respect for those who went before was a
powerful force in society. Why was there such concern with earlier
generations?
We know from living traditional societies that ancestors are often
considered the guardians of the land: they ensure that harvests grow and life
continues as before. The same was definitely true in the past. A deep respect
for ancestors has been part of human belief ever since farming began – and
probably from much earlier in prehistory. The Jericho skulls and the ‘Ain
Ghazal figurines show that ancestor cults were part of societies that lived
from one harvest to the next. Crop failure, hunger and malnutrition were
harsh realities for earlier and later generations alike. A concern with the
continuity of life was central to early farming societies, which was why
ancestors were important. The beliefs about ancestors held by traditional
societies today have reached us in the form of spoken stories or songs, passed
down through the generations. But what about the beliefs of much earlier
societies, such as the first farmers? We can only rely on archaeology and
material remains of the past to tell the tale. Fortunately, a Turkish farming
settlement named Çatalhöyük and a carefully planned, long-term excavation
have shed much more light on the power of the ancestors.
James Mellaart (1925–2012) was the British archaeologist who
discovered Çatalhöyük. He had learned his excavation with Kathleen Kenyon
at Jericho, and so he knew a village site when he saw one. During the late
1950s, he surveyed the Konya plain in central Turkey in search of Bronze
Age sites. Instead, he came across the two mounds of Çatalhöyük, the larger
of them 20 metres high.
Mellaart dug Çatalhöyük from 1961 to 1963, uncovering thirteen
occupation levels of a settlement that dated to around 6000 or 5500 BC. He
thought up to 8,000 people could have lived there at the height of its power.
The excavations investigated more than 150 rooms and buildings. It was a
crowded place: houses were packed together so tightly that they had no front
doors, but were entered through the roof.
The rooms included shrines with clay bulls’ heads, plaster reliefs and wall
paintings. There were also small female figures. Mellaart believed that the
people worshipped a mother goddess, a symbol of fertility. He even
suggested that some of the wall paintings were based on textiles, ancient
prototypes for modern Turkish carpet designs. But for various controversial
reasons, Mellaart had to cut his work short, and his dig was closed.
Mellaart’s excavations caused quite a stir. Çatalhöyük covered 13
hectares, making it about ten times larger than most settlements of the period.
Many questions remained unanswered, but the Turkish authorities did not
permit new excavations until 1993, when another Englishman, Ian Hodder
(born 1948), started an ambitious, long-term research project that has
continued ever since. Thanks to his carefully designed teamwork, the
ancestors are now emerging from the shadows.
Hodder is an experienced and imaginative archaeologist, one of the few
with the vision and skills required to undertake such a job. He involved in the
excavations not only archaeologists, but experts in all kinds of disciplines.
Everyone had to share information freely, including research notes. Right
from the start, the team worked closely with the Turkish authorities, who
have developed the site as a potential tourist destination.
From the beginning, Hodder thought of the Çatalhöyük project as an
excavation concerned with people. He believes that the past was created by
people, both as individuals and as members of groups large and small. Just as
we do today, the people then interacted with one another, with their society
and with their ancestors. Hodder realised that Çatalhöyük had the potential to
reveal such interactions. Long-forgotten ancestral beliefs would come down
to us in the form of material objects found during excavation: in shrines,
temples and elsewhere.
Hodder set out three basic principles. First, we couldn’t look at the past
purely through ecology (the relationship between living organisms and their
environment), technology or ways in which people fed themselves. Second,
we must focus on neglected aspects of ancient societies, among them ethnic
minorities, women and the anonymous people, often illiterate commoners.
Third, we must always consider the wider significance of the research for the
public. Many archaeologists had voiced some, or even all, of these three
principles before. But no one had embraced all of them from the outset.
Everything depended, of course, on excavation. The team addressed two
basic questions early on: when did Çatalhöyük come into being, and what
was the first settlement like. Trenches dug down to the base of the East
Mound tell of a small settlement that flourished close to a wetland in about
7400 BC. Animal bones and seeds proved that the people had been farmers.
They also relied on fish, waterfowl and game from the surrounding
landscape.
This small village flourished for 1,000 years thanks to fertile soils, plenty
of water and a combination of agriculture and herding. At first, only a few
hundred people lived at Çatalhöyük. But as cattle herding became more
important, the population grew to between 3,500 and 8,000. This was when
the village became Mellaart’s small town of densely packed houses. It was
now an important place, known for miles around.
The villagers were lucky, for they lived within easy reach of volcanic lava
flows, where obsidian (volcanic glass) could be mined with little effort.
Shiny, fine obsidian is ideal for making stone tools. Çatalhöyük’s inhabitants
seized the opportunity to shape thousands of standardised blocks of the
material that could easily be carried and then fashioned into small, sharp-
edged tools. The obsidian trade was huge and extended as far as Syria and
beyond.
Çatalhöyük prospered, so much so that those who lived there rebuilt their
houses at least eighteen times over a span of 1,400 years until occupation
ended in about 6000 BC. Now Hodder and his colleagues could truly focus on
people and their ‘voices’. To this end, they have excavated more than 166
houses – not just single dwellings, but sequences of houses, all built at the
same location.
The settlement consisted of tightly packed clusters of flat-roofed
dwellings, separated from one another by narrow alleyways. The same
groups of people occupied and rebuilt the houses on the same spot for
generations, suggesting strong kinship ties between neighbours and those
who had lived there in earlier times. The glue that held the community
together was the close flesh and blood connections between individuals and
their families, and with other relatives who lived nearby or farther afield.
These connections also linked living people and their ancestors, which was
one reason why kinship ties were so important at Çatalhöyük.
The town’s inhabitants never built large public buildings, temples or
ceremonial centres. Everything happened inside their houses: eating,
sleeping, toolmaking and rituals of all kinds. Nor did they bury their dead in
cemeteries. Day-to-day life and spiritual beliefs blended together. We know
this because the walls of many houses have paintings of humans and animals,
such as leopards and vultures. It is as if the ancestors, animal and human,
were watching over the living. And many of the houses contained burials, as
well as the skulls of wild bulls. Sometimes the heads of the dead would be
detached and their faces plastered over. The heads were then displayed and
passed on from one generation to the next. All of this speaks of a complex
world of myths that gave meaning to daily life.
We know more about this meaning from a small number of houses that
were apparently never inhabited. Instead, the dead dwelt there. The average
inhabited house contains between five and eight burials. But these special
houses contained many more: sixty-two bodies were deposited in one of them
over a forty-year period. Their furniture included sacred wild ox skulls and
clay models of bulls’ heads. The walls bore paintings of bulls, headless
people and birds of prey, clearly actors in rituals performed in the shrines.
Each of the uninhabited houses had a history for those who built and
maintained them. Sometimes, people would even dig into the floor to recover
the prized bull skulls left by earlier generations. They also made a practice of
placing teeth from earlier burials into later ones. Hodder calls these few
uninhabited structures ‘History Houses’. They were places where people
could communicate with their ancestors and their history, using familiar
rituals employed by those who had lived before them. History Houses may
also have witnessed ceremonial feasts that celebrated wild bulls. These
dangerous animals had huge spiritual power in farming societies over wide
areas of the ancient Middle East.
The people created and maintained this history by living on (and over) the
dead, and by recycling body parts, such as ancestral skulls. Ancestors – both
human and animal – protected the dead, the house and its inhabitants.
Associations between dangerous animals, headless humans and birds of prey
shown in wall paintings reinforced the continuity of life before and after
death.
Çatalhöyük’s farmers lived by a calendar of changing seasons: spring and
planting (birth), summer (growth), autumn (harvest) and then winter (death).
This was the ultimate reality of human life – the reason why people revered
and respected their ancestors. They knew that they would become them one
day. This was also why female figures and possible fertility goddesses were
respected: they renewed life.
The Çatalhöyük project is far more than just archaeology. Hodder has
used the excavations and the research of dozens of experts to create a
complex history of a community deeply concerned with its ancestors. This
was a place filled with complex relationships and tensions. We look back on
a community with many noisy voices.
There is another voice, too: that of the modern local people. Çatalhöyük
is part of their history. But it is also far more. Many of the local farmers have
worked on the excavations. The site is becoming an archaeological museum,
visited by tourists from many countries. Hodder and his colleagues have
talked about their discoveries to the villagers living nearby. They have trained
museum attendants and guards with the help of Turkish archaeologists.
Hodder has even written the life story of one of the site guards.
The archaeologists from many lands – and their work – have become part
of the local landscape. This is what we call ‘engaged archaeology’ –
archaeology that is involved with the past and with the modern world.
Archaeological research and protection of what is found go hand in hand.
Archaeologists commonly refer to people with an interest in a site as
‘stakeholders’. At Çatalhöyük, the stakeholders include the people from the
surrounding communities. Also the foreign and Turkish archaeologists who
work at the site, and the people who look after the museum. The tourists are
stakeholders, too, for Çatalhöyük is part of the common cultural heritage of
all humankind. And when we talk of stakeholders, let us not forget the
ancestors.
CHAPTER 38
I magine a swampy landscape with a few ridges and low hills, crossed by
streams and rivers. Now imagine it 9,000 years ago, with a dugout canoe
making its way through a narrow channel in the tall reeds. A strong wind
carrying drizzle gusts above, but the black water is still. The woman paddles
quietly, while her husband stands up front, barbed spear at the ready. One
lightning-quick thrust and a struggling pike breaks surface. Startled birds
make a commotion. In seconds, the fisherman has tipped his catch into the
canoe, where his wife swiftly kills it with a wooden club. The water is again
calm and the fishing continues.
The story may be fiction, but this is no imaginary landscape: it is based
on archaeological and climatic evidence gathered from the bottom of the
North Sea. Today, a cold and often rough stretch of water separates Britain
from continental Europe. But 9,000 years ago, when global sea levels were
far below those of today, this was dry land.
Known to geologists today as Doggerland, the area was only a few metres
above sea level, For the most part, it was a waterlogged world, whose
inhabitants spent much of their time afloat. We know details of this natural
landscape from remote sensing. But we know little of the human inhabitants,
except for what we can glean from chance finds such as bone harpoons
dredged from the shallow sea bed. We know these people were hunters and
fisherfolk, for agriculture was still unknown. We also know that they lived in
an ever-changing environment, so flat that a rise in the sea level of just a few
centimetres could submerge canoe landings or campsites within a generation
or even less.
Doggerland finally vanished about 5500 BC during a time of major global
warming after the Ice Age. Thanks to archaeology, we know more and more
about how people have adjusted to changes in the climate (both large and
small) – whether small hunting bands in Doggerland or magnificent
civilisations in danger of collapse during major drought. We live in a time of
global warming, of climate change triggered by human activity (much of it
since the 1860s). We archaeologists provide a long-term historical view of
climate change, and this offers a unique background to today’s concerns.
Whether we like it or not, we are going to have to adjust to more frequent
‘extreme weather events’ such as hurricanes or droughts. We’re like the long-
vanished inhabitants of Doggerland, but on a global scale. Their small bands
moved around in the face of rising sea levels. But the populations of today’s
big cities cannot do the same.
Long before the million-person city, early civilisations were vulnerable to
climate change. Ancient Egyptian civilisation nearly collapsed because of
failed Nile floods, caused by drought in 2100 BC. Fortunately, the pharaohs
were shrewd enough to invest in extensive agricultural irrigation canals and
grain storage facilities. Their civilisation lasted for 2,000 more years.
Meanwhile, great Maya cities descended into social disorder and chaos,
in part because of major droughts. We learn from archaeology that
vulnerability to climate change is nothing new. In this and many other ways
archaeology tells us a great deal about ourselves and how we face today’s
challenges – many of which are also nothing new.
Archaeology has always been about people. What has changed is not the
people, but the layers of evidence that we use to study them. We began
purely as excavators, out for spectacular finds and (sometimes) knowledge.
We preferred, for the most part, civilisations. Today, we’re interested in
everything from human origins to the Industrial Revolution and First World
War trenches. Of course, we still excavate statues and buildings – or an
emperor’s terracotta regiment; but we’re just as comfortable in the laboratory
studying pot fragments or animal bones, or discussing the religious beliefs of
Maya rulers. Archaeology is being transformed by new technological
methods, such as LIDAR, which can expose entire landscapes and sites deep
under tropical forests (see Chapter 39). We’ve become so specialised that
there is a tendency sometimes to forget the people.
It is now rare to make a truly ‘spectacular’ discovery, such as a richly
decorated tomb. Tragically, archaeology’s precious archives are vanishing
before our very eyes. Archaeological sites everywhere are under threat from
deep ploughing, industrial development and looters.
Without being aware of it, thousands of tourists – fascinated by
archaeological sites and the remains of ancient societies – are eroding the
stones of the pyramids and of ancient Angkor Wat in Cambodia. At the same
time, the terrorist organisation ISIS (Islamic State of Iraq and Syria) and
other criminals have deliberately destroyed ancient Palmyra and Nineveh
with gunpowder, and sold looted artefacts from ravaged museums.
Fortunately, there are heroes, too – communities that value their history
and realise that they are stakeholders in the past. Archaeologists in several
countries have joined forces with non-professionals who use metal detectors.
This has resulted in impressive discoveries, including collections of Anglo-
Saxon and Viking gold.
Many commercial companies have also helped save sites threatened by
their development plans. The Crossrail Project, which is building an
underground railway line across London, has paired archaeologists with
tunnelling contractors from the beginning. They have recovered more than
10,000 artefacts from over forty worksites along the 100-kilometre line.
Remarkable finds include 3,000 or so human skeletons excavated from
underneath Liverpool Street Station, a major London terminus. Of these,
forty-two came from a single burial ground used during the Great Plague of
1665, the ‘Black Death’. A hundred thousand Londoners perished in the
plague which swept across Europe from the east. Victims died within days,
and sometimes within hours. They broke out in black rashes and often
collapsed in the streets. At the time, no one knew what the killer disease was
or where it had come from.
The exact nature of the disease was still somewhat uncertain until the
Crossrail researchers took DNA samples from the Liverpool Street victims’
tooth enamel. These yielded traces of a type of bacteria associated with
bubonic plague, which is spread by rats. The DNA settled once and for all
what disease it was that had killed so many Londoners.
Crossrail explored centuries of vanished London history. Elsewhere,
other sites exposed by industrial activity, and then excavated with the support
of the company that discovered them, tell of dramatic moments in the past.
For example, some 3,000 years ago, a fire broke out in a small village lying
in a marshy setting at Must Farm, near Peterborough, in eastern England’s
low-lying Fenlands. The flames tore through the tiny, fenced settlement, built
on stilts above the bog. The villagers fled the blaze, leaving everything
behind them. Within minutes, five huts had slid into the water.
This is when archaeology is at its best: a long-forgotten catastrophe that
froze a moment in time; near-perfect preservation conditions in waterlogged
ground; and collapsed dwellings, where everything lies virtually unharmed.
Thanks to the cooperation of a helpful brick quarry owner, the fascinating
and tragic story could be pieced together.
The site was so waterlogged that the archaeologists could sift through the
wet mud and fine silt in huts that were preserved so completely that it was as
though the researchers had simply walked into them. Parts of the wattle walls
were still in place beneath traces of the collapsed roofs. Possessions lay on
the floor and by the hearth – even clay pots with food still in them. There
were traces of butchered lamb carcasses that once hung from the rafters.
The hut owners had a fine array of bronze axes and swords, as well as
bronze-tipped spears (two were found still complete with their wooden shafts
– a rare discovery). The mud perfectly preserved textiles made from the bark
of lime trees – some of the fibres were finer than human hair. This was a
community that spent much of its time afloat: no fewer than eight wooden
dugout canoes have been found nearby. Must Farm is Britain’s Pompeii.
Some dramatic finds in recent years have revealed long-forgotten natural
disasters. Cerén, a Maya village in El Salvador, Central America, was buried
by a volcanic eruption in about AD 580. The people had eaten their evening
meal but had not yet gone to bed. They abandoned their houses and
possessions to flee for their lives.
American archaeologist Payson Sheets and his team have been working
there since 1976. They have unearthed two houses, some public buildings and
three storehouses. The preservation is so good that they have recovered bean-
filled pots, sleeping mats and garden tools, either carbonised or preserved as
casts in the ash. The eruption buried fields with young and mature maize
plants, and several fruit trees, including guavas.
Like Herculaneum and Pompeii, Cerén and Must Farm are places where
we get up close and personal with the people of the past. And when all is said
and done, that is the point of archaeology.
Archaeology is about discovery – but discovery today means something
very different from even half a century ago. We’ve traced the history of
archaeology from its early days of antiquarians like John Aubrey, William
Stukeley and John Frere. Then came the early excavators, who dug up a
jumble of artefacts from European burial mounds. Pompeii and Herculaneum
yielded dramatic finds. General Napoléon Bonaparte’s scientists made
ancient Egypt fashionable in 1800. Jean François Champollion deciphered
hieroglyphs in 1822 and founded Egyptology.
Then came the adventurers, like Paul-Émile Botta, Austen Henry Layard,
Frederick Catherwood, John Lloyd Stephens and Heinrich Schliemann. These
were the heroic days of archaeology, when archaeologists revealed unknown
ancient civilisations. Meanwhile, Christian Jürgensen Thomsen and J.J.A.
Worsaae brought some order to prehistoric times with the Three-Age System
during the early nineteenth century.
The era of adventuring and collecting began to fade in the 1870s with the
German excavations at Olympia and Babylon. Slowly, archaeology ceased to
be an amateur pursuit. In 1900, most archaeologists were men. But a small
number of women were in the field, among them Gertrude Bell and Harriett
Hawes. The early twentieth century was a time of increasing professionalism
and truly magnificent discoveries. Among them was the undisturbed tomb of
Tutankhamun, opened in 1922. Leonard Woolley’s excavations at Ur in Iraq
were one of the last enormous classic digs; his clearance of the city’s royal
tombs rivalled the Tutankhamun excavation. By the 1930s, a growing
number of professional archaeologists taught at colleges and universities.
Slowly but surely, archaeology became global – not just confined to
Europe and the Middle East. Gertrude Caton-Thompson’s excavations at
Great Zimbabwe opened the world’s eyes to early African states. Excavations
at Pecos Pueblo put the archaeology of the American Southwest (and indeed
of North America generally) on a scientific footing.
We have traced the slow development of world prehistory, the debates
over the first farming, and have joined the Leakeys and others as they
searched for the first humans in East Africa. Archaeology has become an
international undertaking, where long-term, slow-moving projects tackle
issues like sustainability rather than merely finding and dating sites.
Excavation itself is no longer fashionable, as remote sensing has slowly
come to fulfil the archaeologist’s dream of being able to see underground
without digging. Archaeology is still exciting. It’s now highly technical, but
that allows us to decipher the medical history of pharaohs and to establish,
from the tooth enamel of skeletons, where people once were born and lived.
Archaeology helps explain why we are similar and why we are different. It
explains the ways in which we adapt. By looking backwards into the past, it
helps us look forwards into the future. And every year, new discoveries and
technical advances make it easier to peer over the shoulders of ancient people
– almost, sometimes, to talk to them.
I remember standing on the ramparts of a 2,000-year-old hillfort in
England one cloudy day. I closed my eyes and imagined the battle below in
AD 43 between a Roman legion and the local inhabitants – the shouts of the
attackers, the clash of sword on shield, the screams of the wounded . . . For a
moment, I was a spectator. Then the vision faded and I shivered in the grey
chill.
The past is around us for all to experience and enjoy – not only
archaeologists. So when you next visit an archaeological site, let your
imagination run wild.
Index
earthworks
American (i)
at Stonehenge (i), (ii)
ecology, and world prehistory (i)
Edwards, Amelia (i)
Egypt
and chronology of sites (i)
and climate change (i)
and Hittites (i)
and Napoléon (i), (ii)
Predynastic (i)
pyramids (i), (ii), (iii), (iv), (v), (vi), (vii)
tomb robbers (i), (ii), (iii), (iv)
Valley of the Kings (i), (ii), (iii)
Egypt Exploration Fund (i), (ii), (iii)
Egyptology
and Belzoni (i), (ii), (iii), (iv), (v)
and Champollion (i), (ii), (iii), (iv)
and Drovetti (i), (ii)
and Lepsius (i)
origins (i)
and Petrie (i), (ii), (iii)
and Wilkinson (i)
El Niño (i)
Emeryville (California), shell mound (i)
Epic of Gilgamesh, The (i)
Esarhaddon, Assyrian king (i)
Eskimos, and Cro-Magnon civilisation (i)
Evans, Arthur John (1851–1941) (i), (ii), (iii), (iv), (v)
Evans, Damian (i)
Evans, John (i), (ii), (iii)
evolution
biological (i), (ii), (iii), (iv), (v), (vi)
social (i)
technological (i), (ii), (iii), (iv), (v), (vi)
excavation (i), (ii), (iii), (iv)
caves (i), (ii)
scientific (i), (ii), (iii), (iv), (v), (vi)
and technology (i), (ii)
underwater (i)
vertical (i), (ii)