<h2>CHAPTER VII</h2>
<center>FIGHTING THE LOCUSTS</center>
<p>While I was traveling in the south, another menace to our
people's welfare had appeared: the locusts. From the Soudan they
came in tremendous hosts—black clouds of them that obscured
the sun. It seemed as if Nature had joined in the conspiracy
against us. These locusts were of the species known as the pilgrim,
or wandering, locust; for forty years they had not come to
Palestine, but now their visitation was like that of which the
prophet Joel speaks in the Old Testament. They came full-grown,
ripe for breeding; the ground was covered with the females digging
in the soil and depositing their egg-packets, and we knew that when
they hatched we should be overwhelmed, for there was not a foot of
ground in which these eggs were not to be found.</p>
<p>The menace was so great that even the military authorities were
obliged to take notice of it. They realized that if it were allowed
to fulfill itself, there would be famine in the land, and the army
would suffer with the rest. Djemal Pasha summoned my brother (the
President of the Agricultural Experiment Station at Athlit) and
intrusted him with the organization of a campaign against the
insects. It was a hard enough task. The Arabs are lazy, and
fatalistic besides; they cannot understand why men should attempt
to fight the <i>Djesh Allah</i> ("God's Army"), as they call the
locusts. In addition, my brother was seriously handicapped by lack
of petroleum, galvanized iron, and other articles which could not
be obtained because of the Allies' blockade.</p>
<p>In spite of these drawbacks, however, he attempted to work up a
scientific campaign. Djemal Pasha put some thousands of Arab
soldiers at his disposition, and these were set to work digging
trenches into which the hatching locusts were driven and destroyed.
This is the only means of coping with the situation: once the
locusts get their wings, nothing can be done with them. It was a
hopeless fight. Nothing short of the coöperation of every
farmer in the country could have won the day; and while the people
of the progressive Jewish villages struggled on to the
end,—men, women, and children working in the fields until
they were exhausted,—the Arab farmers sat by with folded
hands. The threats of the military authorities only stirred them to
half-hearted efforts. Finally, after two months of toil, the
campaign was given up and the locusts broke in waves over the
countryside, destroying everything. As the prophet Joel said, "The
field is wasted, the land mourneth; for the corn is wasted: the new
wine is dried up, the oil languisheth.... The land is as the garden
of Eden before them, and behind them a desolate wilderness."</p>
<p>Not only was every green leaf devoured, but the very bark was
peeled from the trees, which stood out white and lifeless, like
skeletons. The fields were stripped to the ground, and the old men
of our villages, who had given their lives to cultivating these
gardens and vineyards, came out of the synagogues where they had
been praying and wailing, and looked on the ruin with dimmed eyes.
Nothing was spared. The insects, in their fierce hunger, tried to
engulf everything in their way. I have seen Arab babies, left by
their mothers in the shade of some tree, whose faces had been
devoured by the oncoming swarms of locusts before their screams had
been heard. I have seen the carcasses of animals hidden from sight
by the undulating, rustling blanket of insects. And in the face of
such a menace the Arabs remained inert. With their customary
fatalism they accepted the locust plague as a necessary evil. They
could not understand why we were so frantic to fight it. And as a
matter of fact, they really got a good deal out of the locusts, for
they loved to feast upon the female insects. They gathered piles of
them and threw them upon burning charcoal, then, squatting around
the fire, devoured the roasted insects with great gusto. I saw a
fourteen-year-old boy eat as many as a hundred at a sitting.</p>
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