Life and religion of the Hindoos. : $b With a sketch of my life and experience.Gangooly, Joguth Chunder
Religion
Life and religion of the Hindoos. : $b With a sketch of my life and experience.
Gangooly, Joguth Chunder
Hindus; India -- Social life and customs
caused him to “bow down to wood and stone.”
Through his precious help and guidance I early learned to read
distinctly and understandingly almost all the Bengalee books containing
the lives of the gods. The legends of Ramà, Krishto, the Ganges, etc.,
were my favorite studies. To do justice to his noble discretion, I
should say that he never put any reading of a light character within my
reach. I read over and over those religious books, which after a while
grew so familiar that I could read the most of them merely by glancing
at the page. The fact, that nearly half of my time was occupied in
reading became known to the people, who would come to my house or
invite me to theirs for the purpose. On holidays, I had to edify them
by reading or reciting the sacred things.
Some elderly woman would conduct me to the inner department of a Hindoo
house to read to the young women who are inaccessible to young men,
and not being themselves taught to read or write are strangers to
intellectual pleasures. My age and ability were remarkably adapted to
the case, because though a little boy I could accomplish a great deal.
I distinctly remember the congregation of women; one fanning me, a
second holding a plate full of confectioneries, a third, an old woman,
congratulating my mother for her having had such a child, etc. My
father would occasionally let me accompany him in his official visits,
that the religious zeal of his people might be quickened in hearing the
voice of truth “revealed unto the babe.”
I was sent to a Patshala, or house of instruction, at the age of five;
but I acquired more at home than anywhere else. Mental arithmetic,
letter-writing, composition, etc. I learned from my father. Such was
his untiring zeal to load my mind with all possible useful information,
that my first acquaintance with a few English words was made through
him. His priestly mouth, after imparting instruction in the Sanscrith,
would teach me a few words in English, such as the pronouns of
different persons and numbers; the word for God, man, hand, dog, etc.,
which he had picked up in some way, from those who studied English. But
I am sorry to see now that the good man taught me two or three phrases
in English with which the vulgar people swear. He of course did not
know the evil; he thought what the Englishmen use must be delicate,
proper, and useful.
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