My three years in Manipur : $b and escape from the recent mutinyGrimwood, Ethel St. Clair
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My three years in Manipur : $b and escape from the recent mutiny
Grimwood, Ethel St. Clair
Grimwood, Ethel St. Clair, 1867-1928; Manipur (India)
The Manipuris do not shut up their women, as is the custom in most
parts of India, and they are much more enlightened and intelligent in
consequence. As soon as a woman marries she puts back her fringe; but
no other restrictions are laid upon her. They do not marry until they
are fifteen, and I have seen girls of seventeen unmarried. From going so
often through the bazaar in the evenings, I got to know several of the
women very well, and they liked my coming and having a chat with them. I
learnt all their little troubles and anxieties—how so-and-so’s baby was
teething and generally ailing, and how someone else’s had grown an inch,
or who was going to be married, and who had died. I liked talking to
them, and I learnt a good deal of the language by doing so.
CHAPTER V.
Trips to the Logtak Lake—Beautiful scene on the lake—Tent
pitched on an island in it—The Pucca Senna accompanies
us—Crowds collect to see us—Old women dance—Natives laugh at my
riding habit—Moombi—Steep ascent—Chief of the village threatens
us—Unpleasant quarters—Wet condition and hostile reception—My
husband teaches the Prince English.
From April to the end of October was the rainy season in Manipur, and
from October till the end of March the weather was as perfect as could
be, very cold, and yet bright and sunshiny, with never a drop of rain
to trouble one. All our winter went in camp. We used to go out for a
month at a time, and then return to the Residency for a few days before
starting out again in another direction. We generally managed two trips
to the Logtak Lake. This lake lay to the south of the valley, a day’s
journey by boat, or two days’ if one rode. We preferred the boating. We
used to start off early in the morning and ride about fifteen miles,
where the boat would wait for us, with all our luggage packed in one end
of it, and a well-filled lunch-basket to keep us going by the way. These
boats were long and narrow, and were called ‘dug-outs,’ because each one
was hollowed out of a single tree. We spread the bottom with lots of
straw, and put rugs and pillows on the top, and then lay down on them and
found it very comfortable.
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