Life and Travel in Lower Burmah: A RetrospectPaske, C. T. (Charles Thomas)
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Life and Travel in Lower Burmah: A Retrospect
Paske, C. T. (Charles Thomas)
Burma -- Description and travel
An idea prevails indeed among the natives that the peacock follows such
animals, but its only foundation lies in the coincidence that both love
solitude. I remember on one occasion coming upon some hundreds of these
beautiful birds committing rare havoc in a cultivated field. But they
soon took cognizance of the intruder, and I had only just time to shoot
a male and a young female, when all traces of them had vanished; the
former for the sake of his feathers, the latter for the table. Certain
shady trees bordering a canal near our encampment turned out to be a
favourite roosting-place for them, but ere they could settle down for
the night a general scrimmage would take place for the best seats:
fine feathers may make fine birds, but do not always cover amiable
dispositions—not, at least, in the _ornithological_ biped!
Oh, my digressions! You wanted to hear about Burmah and its
inhabitants, and here I have been discoursing on music and peacocks!
Being subject to a heavy annual rainfall, all their dwellings are
built on piles, and are thereby raised to several feet above the
ground. This expedient, a sanitary precaution against damp floorings
and emanations from the soil, a _sine quâ non_, in fact, under such
climatic conditions, gave a special character to their villages, which
were constructed for the most part of bamboos.
But while steering clear of Scylla, they ran into Charybdis. Fire
played great havoc with them, and its annual course was “short, sharp,
and decisive.” The wonder was that it did not occur a dozen times a
year instead of once; and I doubt whether a hydrant close at hand, with
an unlimited supply of water, would have been of any real service.
They never took the least precaution with regard to fire, although
their houses, furniture, and mats, and all consisted of nothing but
bamboo; perhaps they thought that the annual fire was as inevitable
as the annual monsoon. Indeed—to borrow an illustration from our own
historians of the seventeenth century—I am strongly of opinion that
this annual conflagration stifled the origin and prevented the spread
of epidemic disease. Witness the fact that, a few years later, when
more substantial buildings had taken the place of these flimsy wooden
structures, thereby reducing such visitations to a minimum, cholera
raged with great virulence, a disease hitherto almost unknown to the
country, where doctors had been occupied chiefly with cases of fever
and dysentery.
I have known a regiment up to its full strength so ravaged by these
complaints as not to be able to muster a hundred effective bayonets
after a few months’ residence in a certain part of the country. The
annual incineration of Rangoon therefore possessed a redeeming feature,
and was certainly a “thing of beauty” while it lasted.
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