Siam and Laos, as Seen by Our American Missionaries
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Siam and Laos, as Seen by Our American Missionaries
Laos -- Description and travel; Missions -- Laos; Missions -- Thailand; Thailand -- Description and travel
As was expected, these royal ladies dropped away from the English
class, and ere long none were left excepting a few young wives of the
king who were ambitious to please His Majesty and to be able to
converse with him in English. As the ladies left the English class,
they wished us to visit them in their homes; which we did, taking with
us our Christian books in Siamese, which some of them were fond of
reading. I remember a servant of one of the princesses who eagerly
read our books, and would give us a full account of what she had read
in one book before receiving another.
The little English class was continued, and books and maps were
procured for its persevering members. They made commendable progress,
though often interrupted by fêtes and festivals and play-days. One of
them one day asked me with seriousness what could be done to make the
king young. On the spur of the moment I replied, “Oh, have him advance
in knowledge and goodness; that will keep him young.” The answer, so
unpremeditated, pleased the young wife. I think she whispered it in
the ear of the king, to his great satisfaction and delight, for he had
a very homely as well as old face.
The king was called Chon Chewitt (“lord of life”), and woe betide the
one who would dare to cross his will! One day I was conversing with
these young wives, when one of them whispered, “Hush! hush!” I
inquired the reason, and she significantly pointed toward the king’s
quarters and drew her hand across her neck, as much as to say, “To
converse on such a subject might displease His Majesty, and he could
take off our heads.” I was credibly informed that he ordered one of
his wives to be put in chains and in prison for forgetting to wear a
certain ring which he had ordered to be worn on a certain day. One of
our pupils, a sweet-faced young girl, stole the king’s spectacles, and
sold them――to increase her spending-money, I suppose. I asked to be
led to her quarters, thinking I might be of some service to her. I
went, and upon arriving at the place, a sort of enclosed court with
open rooms, I inquired for her, and her pleasant face peeped out from
behind a screen, where she was confined, and returned my salutations.
She seemed totally untroubled by her situation; its commonness made
the disgrace unfelt, I suppose. Presently a female officer passed and
turned a stern eye upon me, and I quietly left, seeing that I could be
of no service there.
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