Eurasians -- Fiction; India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Fiction
We often spent days with our friends, the villagers. My wife became the
mama to all the women and girls and they were very quick to profit by
her teachings. She visited them in their houses, criticised their ways
of keeping house, and advised in regard to making their homes pleasant
and comfortable. She showed them how to make various cheap articles.
Soon all hands were busy in trying to excel each other in having the
cleanest and best furnished house. There were no zananas, and the women
had become so accustomed to seeing me at our assemblies that they freely
welcomed me in company with my wife. It may appear very insignificant,
but it has been one of the delights of my life to recall the great
improvements made in the habits of these simple-minded villagers. The
cost was so little and the results very great, showing what a little
teaching and encouragement can do. Cleanliness became a pride, as well
as a habit. If some kept their houses clean, others did not dare to do
otherwise, if not from choice, for fear of remarks.
The houses were, however, not satisfactory, and my wife suggested that
we build a model house. I selected a spot in a central place, and built
one upon it as cheaply as possible, with a view to substantial use and
comfort. It had two rooms, a small veranda in front, and an enclosed
yard at the back, where the cooking could be done and various articles
be stored. The walls were plastered with clay by the women with their
skill at such work. Then came the furnishing. This model house, matted,
charpoyed, stooled and cupboarded, with pictures cut from illustrated
papers upon the walls, was good enough for a king, and probably much
neater than what some of the lords in England not many years ago
enjoyed. When completed, at one of our evening assemblies I called
attention to it, and promised to give ten rupees to every one who would
build a house like it. I explained to them that by joining together they
could mould the brick, thatch the roofs, and do all the work themselves,
without any outside help—all to work together like busy bees.
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