dissension and death, pretend great reverence for the law which is no
law—will, stepping aside, deliver uneasy words to the peasants,
speaking, as it has done already, of the remission of taxation, and
promising a new rule. That is to our advantage, but the flower of danger
is in the seed of it. Thou knowest what evil a rumour may do; though in
the Black Year, when thou and I were young, our standing to the English
brought gain to Jagesur and enlarged our borders, for the Government
gave us land on both sides. Of the Congress itself nothing is to be
feared that ten troopers could not remove, but if its words too soon
perturb the minds of those waiting or _of princes in idleness_, a flame
may come _before the time_, and since there are now many white hands to
quench it, all will return to the former condition. If the flame be kept
under we need have no fear, because, sweating and panting, the one
trampling on the other, the white people here are digging their own
graves. The hand of the Viceroy will be tied, the hearts of the Sahibs
will be downcast, and all eyes will turn to England disregarding any
orders. Meantime, keeping tally on the sword-hilt against the hour when
the score must be made smooth by the blade, it is well for us to assist
and greatly befriend the Bengali that he may get control of the revenues
and the posts. We must even write to England that we be of one blood
with the schoolmen. It is not long to wait; by my head it is not long!
This people are like the great king Ferisht, who, eaten with the scab of
long idleness, plucked off his crown and danced naked among the
dung-hills. But I have not forgotten the profitable end of that tale.
The vizier set him upon a horse and led him into battle. Presently his
health returned, and he caused to be engraven on the crown:—
“Though I was cast away by the king
Yet, through God, I returned and he added to my brilliance
Two great rubies (Balkh and Iran).”
If this people be purged and bled out by battle, their sickness may go
and their eyes be cleared to the necessities of things. But they are now
far gone in rottenness. Even the stallion, too long heel-roped, forgets
how to fight: and these men are mules. I do not lie when I say that
unless they are bled and taught with the whip, they will hear and obey
all that is said by the Congress and the black men here, hoping to turn
our land into their own orderless Jehannum. For the men of the six
hundred, being chiefly low-born and unused to authority, desire much to
exercise rule, extending their arms to the sun and moon, and shouting
very greatly in order to hear the echo of their voices, each one saying
some new strange thing and parting the goods and honour of others among
the rapacious, that he may obtain the favour of the common folk. And all
this is to our advantage.
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