In Bombay, since hard times set in, the offices of _Hamal_ and _mussaul_
have got a little mixed, and a man will show you characters testifying
that he has served in both capacities. Such a man is, properly speaking,
simply a _mussaul_ who has tried to do the _Hamal’s_ work. The cleaner
of furniture and the lighter of lamps and washer of plates and dishes
cannot change places or be combined. I have read that the making of one
English pin employs nine men, but it is a vain boast. The rudiments of
division of labour are not understood in Europe. In this country every
trade is a breed. Rama is by birth a cleaner of furniture. This kind of
employment came into the country with our rule, so that the domestic
_Hamal_, who is an offshoot of the _palkee hamal_, or “bearer,” has not
had time to become what fanciers would call a permanent strain, and you
will find that you can convert Rama into a _chupprasse_, a _malee_, or
even a _ghorawalla_, but into a _mussaul_ never. He is a _shoodra_,
sprung from the feet of Brahma, and the Brahman, who sprung from the head
of the same figure, despises him, but not with that depth of contempt
with which he himself despises the _mussaul_, who is an outcast, and
sprang from nowhere in particular. He cannot conceive that thirty
generations of washing could purify the descendants of Mukkun so that he
might touch them and not be unclean. You, his master, rank theoretically
with Mukkun, and he will neither touch your meats nor the plate off which
you have eaten them. He will keep your house clean, and even perform
some personal services, for he has a liberal mind, and is there not also
a _toolsee_ plant in a pot on a kind of earthen altar in front of his
hut, before which he performs purificatory ceremonies every morning? And
does he not bathe after leaving your presence before he eats? If you
pass by the clean place where he is about to cook his food in the
morning, you will see a large pot of water on the fire. When this gets
warm—for Rama is not a Spartan—he will stand on a smooth stone, as
sparingly clad as it is possible to be, and pour the water on his head,
polishing himself vigorously as it runs down his limbs; then, after
dressing his long hair and tying it in a knot on the top of his head, he
will sit down to eat, in a place by himself, with the feeling that he has
warded off defilement from that which goeth in at his mouth. That which
goeth out of his mouth gives him no concern.
[Picture: Purification]
THE BODY-GUARDS.
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