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
Let me tell you of a visit Dr. House and I once made to this sacred
spot. As most of the traveling in Siam is in boats, we left home in
ours one fine day in February, taking with us some Christian books and
tracts. We ascended the beautiful Menam River, passing many
thatched-roof villages and scores of temples. At Ayuthia, the old
capital of the kingdom, we took the eastern branch of the river, and
on the evening of the third day we reached Ta Rua, where we made our
way to a landing-place through an immense number of boats of every
description. From here we were to proceed by land to Prabat, a
distance of about fourteen miles, and after engaging an elephant and
making other arrangements, little time was left us for rest.
At two o’clock in the morning we were awakened and told that the
elephant was in readiness. It was quite dark, and as by the dim
torchlight I saw before me the huge form of the creature I was to
mount, I confess to considerable reluctance and trembling. My husband
climbed up first, and then, the elephant putting out his knee to
receive me as it had him, I stepped upon it and with help managed to
reach my lofty perch. The driver kept his place astride the creature’s
neck. One of the men scrambled up behind, and we were off, leaving the
others to follow us soon in a buffalo-cart. It was too dark for any
but a practiced eye to see the road, and in less than half an hour our
driver contrived to lose the way, so that until daylight we groped on
through the jungle, not knowing into what pit the beast might fall or
when it might brush against a tree and throw us off. Committing
ourselves to the great Care-taker, we watched for the first rays of
morning light to guide us on our course, and when some time after
sunrise we struck upon the beaten path we were happy and grateful
indeed. Now I could see where I was, and found myself seated in a
howdah, or covered saddle, made of strong wood. The top was a kind of
basket-work lined with leaves, and so arranged as to protect us from
sun and rain and from branches of trees as we passed. The elephant was
about nine feet high, and the seat was raised at least a foot above
his back. To novices the elephant-ride is apt to be rather alarming.
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