Iftheyrustorrotwedie,Iftheyripenwearefed。
VerymightyisthepowerofourKings!
TriumphalreturntoSimlaoftheInvestigators,attiredafterthemannerofDionysus,leadingapettiger-cubinwreathsofrhubarb-leaves,symbolicalofIndiaundermedicaltreatment。
Theysing:——
Wehaveseen,wehavewritten——beholdit,theproofofourmanifoldtoil!
Intheirhoststheyassembledandtoldit——thetaleoftheSonsoftheSoil。
WehavesaidoftheSickness——“Whereisit?”——andofDeath——“Itisfarfromourken。”——
Wehavepaidaparticularvisittotheaffluentchildrenofmen。
Wehavetroddenthemartandthewell-curb——wehaestoopedtothebieldandthebyre;
AndtheKingmaytheforcesofHellcurbforthePeoplehavealltheydesire!
Castanetsandstep-dance:——
Oh,thedomandthemagandthethakurandthethag,Andthenatandthebrinjaree,AndthebunniaandtheryotareashappyandasquietAndasplumpastheycanbe!
Yes,thejainandthejatinhisstucco-frontedhut,Andtheboundingbazugar,BythefavouroftheKing,areasfatasanything,Theyare——theyare——theyare!
Recitative,GovernmentofIndia,withwhitesatinwingsandelectro-platedharp:——
HowbeautifulupontheMountains——inpeacereclining,Thustobeassuredthatourpeopleareunanimouslydining。
Andthoughthereareplacesnotsoblessedasothersinnauraladvantages,which,afterall,wasonlytobeexpected,Proudandgladarewetocongratulateyouupontheworkyouhavethusablyeffected。
Cres。Howbe-ewtifulupontheMountains!
HiredBand,brassesonly,fullchorus:——
GodblesstheSquireAndallhisrichrelationsWhoteachuspoorpeopleWeeatourproperrations——
Weeatourproperrations,Inspiteofinundations,Malarialexhalations,Andcasualstarvations,Wehave,wehave,theysaywehave——
Wehaveourproperrations!
ChorusoftheCrystallisedFactsBeforethebeginningofyearsTherecametotheruleoftheStateMenwithapairofshears,MenwithanEstimate——
StracheywithMuirforleaven,Lyttonwithlocksthatfell,RiponfoolingwithHeaven,AndTempleridinglikeH——ll!
AndthebigotstookinhandCessandthefallingofrain,AndthemeasureofsiftedsandThedealerputsinthegrain——
Importsbylandandsea,Touttermostdecimalworth,Andregistration——free——
Inthehousesofdeathandofbirth。
Andfashionedwithpensandpaper,Andfashionedinblackandwhite,WithLifeforaflickeringtaperAndDeathforablazinglight——
WiththeArmedandtheCivilPower,Thathisstrengthmightendureforaspan——
FromAdam’sBridgetoPeshawur,TheMuchAdministeredMan。
InthetownsoftheNorthandtheEast,Theygatheredasuntorule,TheybadehimstarvehispriestAndsendhischildrentoschool。
Railwaysandroadstheywrought,Fortheneedsofthesoilwithin;
Atimetosquabbleincourt,Atimetobearandtogrin。
Andgavehimpeaceinhisways,Jails——andPolicetofight,Justice——atlengthofdays,AndRight——andMightintheRight。
Hisspeechisofmortgagedbedding,Onhiskineheborrowsyet,Athisheartishisdaughter’swedding,Inhiseyeforeknowledgedofdebt。
Heeatsandhathindigestion,Hetoilsandhemaynotstop;
Hislifeisalong-drawnquestionBetweenacropandacrop。
THEMARE’SNEST
JaneAustenBeecherStowedeRouseWasgoodbeyondallearthlyneed;
But,ontheotherhand,herspouseWasvery,verybadindeed。
Hesmokedcigars,calledchurchesslow,Andraced——butthisshedidnotknow。
ForBelialMachiavellikeptThelittlefactasecret,and,Thougho’erhisminorsinsshewept,JaneAustendidnotunderstandThatLilly——thirteen-twoandbayAbsorbedone-halfherhusband’spay。
Shewassogood,shemadehimeworse;
Somewomenarelikethis,Ithink;
Hetaughtherparrothowtocurse,HerAssammonkeyhowtodrink。
HevexedherrighteoussouluntilShewentup,andhewentdownhill。
Thencamethecrisis,strangetosay,Whichturnedagoodwifetoabetter。
Atelegraphicpeon,oneday,Broughther——now,haditbeenaletterForBelialMachiavelli,I
KnowJanewouldjusthaveletitlie。
But’twasatelegraminstead,Marked“urgent。”andherdutyplainToopenitJaneAustenread:
“YourLilly’sgotacoughagain。
Can’tunderstandwhysheiskeptAtyourexpense。”JaneAustenwept。
Itwasamisdirectedwire。
HerhusbandwasatShaitanpore。
Shespreadheranger,hotasfire,Throughsixthinforeignsheetsormore。
Sentoffthatletter,wroteanotherTohersolicitor——andmother。
ThenBelialMachiavellisawHererrorand,Itrust,hisown,WiredtotheminionoftheLaw,Andtraveledwifeward——notalone。
ForLilly——thirteen-twoandbay——
Cameinahorse-boxalltheway。
Therewasascene——aweeportwo——
WithmanykissesAustenJaneRodeLillyalltheseasonthrough,Andneveropenedwiresagain。
SheracesnowwithBelialThisIsverysad,butsoitis。
POSSIBILITIES
Ay,layhim’neaththeSimlapine——
Afortnightfullytobemissed,Behold,weloseourfourthatwhist,Achairisvacantwherewedine。
Hisplaceforgetshim;othermenHaveboughthisponies,guns,andtraps。
HisfortuneistheGreatPerhapsAndthatcoolrest-housedowntheglen,Whenceheshallhear,asspiritsmay,Ourmundancerevelontheheight,Shallwatcheachflashing’rickshaw-lightSweepontodinner,dance,andplay。
BenmoreshallwoohimtotheballWithlightedroomsandbrayingband;
Andheshallhearandunderstand“DreamFaces“betterthanusall。
For,thinkyou,asthevapoursfleeAcrossSanjaolieafterrain,HissoulmayclimbthehillagainToeachoffieldofvictory。
Unseen,whowomenheldsodear,Thestrongman’syearningtohiskindShallshakeatmostthewindow-blind,Ordullawhilethecard-room’scheer。
Inhisownplaceofpowerunkown,HisLighto’Loveanother’sflame,Andheandalienandalone!
Yetmayhemeetwithmanyafriend——
Shrewdshadows,lingeringlongunseenAmonguswhen“GodsavetheQueen“
Showseven“extras“haveanend。
And,whenweleavetheheatedroom,And,whenatfourthelightsexpire,ThecrewshallgatherroundthefireAndmockourlaughterinthegloom;
Talkaswetalked,andtheyeredeath——
Flirtwanly,danceinghostly-wise,Withghostsoftunesformelodies,Andvanishatthemorning’sbreath。
CHRISTMASININDIA
Dimdawnbehindthetamerisks——theskyissaffron-yellow——
Asthewomeninthevillagegrindthecorn,Andtheparrotsseektheriverside,eachcallingtohisfellowThattheDay,thestaringEasterDayisborn。
Ohthewhitedustonthehighway!Ohthestenchesinthebyway!
OhtheclammyfogthathoversAndatHomethey’remakingmerry’neaththewhiteandscarletberry——
WhatparthaveIndia’sexilesintheirmirth?
Fulldaybegindthetamarisks——theskyisblueandstaring——
Asthecattlecrawlafieldbeneaththeyoke,AndtheybearOneo’erthefield-path,whoispastallhopeorcaring,Totheghatbelowthecurlingwreathsofsmoke。
CallonRama,goingslowly,asyebearabrotherlowly——
CallonRama——hemayhear,perhaps,yourvoice!
Withourhymn-booksandourpsaltersweappealtootheraltars,Andto-daywebid“goodChristianmenrejoice!”
Highnoonbehindthetamarisks——thesunishotaboveus——
AsatHometheChristmasDayisbreakingwan。
Theywilldrinkourhealthsatdinner——thosewhotellushowtheyloveus,Andforgetustillanotheryearbegone!
Ohthetoilthatknowsnobreaking!OhtheHeimweh,ceaseless,aching!
OhtheblackdividingSeaandalienPlain!
Youthwascheap——whereforewesoldit。
Goldwasgood——wehopedtoholdit,Andto-dayweknowthefulnessofourgain。
Greyduskbehindthetamarisks——theparrotsflytogether——
AsthesunissinkingslowlyoverHome;
Andhislastrayseemstomockusshackledinalifelongtether。
Thatdragsusbackhow’ersofarweroam。
Hardherservice,poorherpayment——sheisancient,tatteredraiment——
India,shethegrimStepmotherofourkind。
Ifayearoflifebelenther,ifhertemple’sshrineweenter,Thedoorishut——wemaynotlookbehind。
Blacknightbehindthetamarisks——theowlsbegintheirchorus——
Astheconchesfromthetemplescreamandbray。
Withthefruitlessyearsbehindus,andthehopelessyearsbeforeus,Letushonor,Omybrother,ChristmasDay!
Callatruce,then,toourlabors——letusfeastwithfriendsandneighbors,Andbemerryasthecustomofourcaste;
Forif“faintandforcedthelaughter。”andifsadnessfollowafter,WearericherbyonemockingChristmaspast。
PAGETT,M。P。
ThetoadbeneaththeharrowknowsExactlywhereeathtooth-pointgoes。
ThebutterflyupontheroadPreachescontentmenttothattoad。
Pagett,M。P。,wasaliar,andafluentliartherewith——
HespokeoftheheatofIndiaasthe“AsianSolarMyth“;
Cameonafourmonths’visit,to“studytheEast。”inNovember,AndIgothimtosignanagreementvowingtostaytillSeptember。
MarchcameinwiththekoilPagettwascoolandgay,Calledmea“bloatedBrahmin。”talkedofmy“princelypay。”
Marchwentoutwiththeroses“Whereisyourheat?”saidhe。
“Coming。”saidItoPagett,“Skittles!”saidPagett,M。P。
Aprilbeganwiththepunkah,coolies,andprickly-heat,——
Pagettwasdeartomosquitoes,sandfliesfoundhimatreat。
Hegrewspeckledandmumpy-hammered,Igrievetosay,Aryanbrotherswhofannedhim,inanilliberalway。
Maysetinwithadust-storm,——Pagettwentdownwiththesun。
Allthedelightsoftheseasontickledhimonebyone。
Imprimis——tenday’s“liver“——duetohisdrinkingbeer;
Later,adoseoffever——slight,buthecalleditsevere。
Dysent’rytouchedhiminJune,aftertheChotaBursat——
Loweredhisportlyperson——madehimyearntodepart。
Hedidn’tcallmea“Brahmin。”or“bloated。”or“overpaid。”
Butseemedtothinkitawonderthatanyonestayed。
Julywasatrifleunhealthy,——Pagettwasillwithfear。
’Calleditthe“CholeraMorbus。”hintedthatlifewasdear。
Hebabbledof“EasternExile。”andmentionedhishomewithtears;
ButIhaven’tseenmychildrenforcloseuponsevenyears。
WereachedahundredandtwentyonceintheCourtatnoon,I’vementionedPagettwasportlyPagett,wentoffinaswoon。
Thatwasanendtothebusiness;Pagett,theperjured,fledWithapractical,workingknowledgeof“SolarMyths“inhishead。
AndIlaughedasIdrovefromthestation,butthemirthdiedoutonmylipsAsIthoughtofthefoolslikePagettwhowriteoftheir“Easterntrips。”
Andthesneersofthetraveledidiotswhodulymisgoverntheland,AndIprayedtotheLordtodeliveranotheroneintomyhand。