Eurasians -- Fiction; India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Fiction
After hearing all his statements, I replied that I was trying some
experiments with new kinds of seeds, in the rotation of crops, deep
ploughing, and in the introduction of imported cattle, and that it would
greatly interfere with my plans if the people were diverted from them.
He at first demurred, because his men had told him that there was very
rich land in the villages best suited for opium; that he would like also
to experiment in his line. This he said with a smile, as if taking me on
my own ground, that a few patches of poppy would not interfere with my
purposes. I then went on my knees, metaphorically speaking, and begged
him as a special favor that he would grant my request. My earnest
pleading as a suppliant must have touched him, for he at once said, “Mr.
Japhet, as a special favor, under the circumstances you have stated, I
will release your men, though it may make discontent among the people of
other villages.” He then gave an order for my ryots to be called, and
they went away greatly relieved, and as they afterwards told me, were
very grateful for what I had done. After thanking the officer for his
kindness, I took my departure.
I have often thought of this incident, and to tell the truth, have been
ashamed of my cringing attitude in order to carry out my purpose. But
what else could I have done? When one, unarmed, meets a brigand who
points a pistol at his breast, even the bravest of men will deem it best
to surrender and deliver the contents of his pockets, expressing thanks
to his assailant for his courtesy in not discharging his weapon. It is
very easy to talk about courage when there is no danger in front of you.
The natives of India are accused of being cringing and truculent, of
being invariable liars and deceivers. How could they be anything else?
They have been subjects of tyranny and deception for a thousand years or
more, when not only their little property, but their lives, were at the
absolute disposal of their rulers and the robber minions of Government,
so they have become inevitably what they are.
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