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)
About twelve Mr. Quinton and I went up to the house, but long before
going he had made another attempt to get the telegram to the Government
of India despatched, and had found that the wires had been cut on all
sides, so all hope of communication from that source was abandoned. We
were rather hungry by twelve, as no one had eaten much at the hasty
repast at three in the morning, and we were very glad of some hot tea and
sandwiches now. I went on a voyage of discovery round the house. One or
two servants still remained, but they seemed very frightened, and were
saying many prayers to their gods for their safety. A stray bullet or so
had hit the walls of the house, knocking off some of the plaster, but
otherwise everything looked the same as usual.
[Illustration: SKETCH MAP OF MANIPUR.]
We returned to the office in about an hour, after I had seen that all
the preparations for lunch were made. The cook had departed, but the
bearer and I between us managed to get things ready in a fashion. I
took a book to read with me, and busied myself in that manner until,
about one o’clock, Colonel Skene and some of his officers, with my
husband, returned from the scene of action. Our first inquiries were
for Mr. Brackenbury, and then it became evident that something serious
had happened to him, and all our fears were aroused. After that, things
seemed to assume quite a different aspect, for the officers were all
talking so gravely together, and did not seem quite satisfied with the
way things were going.
However, we went back to the Residency to get something to eat. All had
returned with the exception of Mr. Simpson and Captain Butcher, who were
still at the Jubraj’s house, and Mr. Brackenbury, whose exact whereabouts
were unknown. We had commenced lunch, when my husband asked me if I would
give orders that some food should be sent to the two officers who were
not able to leave their posts, and I went away to a little room adjoining
the dining-room and commenced cutting sandwiches for them, as the
servants had disappeared, and one had to get everything for one’s self or
go without.
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