Buddhism -- Burma; Burma -- Religion; Burma -- Social life and customs
Then we moved out. We had hardly any hope of catching the enemy, we who
were in a strange country, who were mounted on horses, and had a heavy
transport, and they who knew every stream and ravine, and had every
villager for a spy. So we moved back a march into a more open country,
where we hoped for better news, and two days later that news came.
CHAPTER VI
WAR--II
'Never in the world does hatred cease by hatred. Hatred ceases by
love.'--_Dammapada._
We were encamped at a little monastery in some fields by a village, with
a river in front. Up in the monastery there was but room for the
officers, so small was it, and the men were camped beneath it in little
shelters. It was two o'clock, and very hot, and we were just about to
take tiffin, when news came that a party of armed men had been seen
passing a little north of us. It was supposed they were bound to a
village known to be a very bad one--Laka--and that they would camp
there. So 'boot and saddle' rang from the trumpets, and in a few moments
later we were off, fifty lances. Just as we started, his old Hindostani
Christian servant came up to my friend, the commandant, and gave him a
little paper. 'Put it in your pocket, sahib,' he said. The commandant
had no time to talk, no time even to look at what it could be. He just
crammed it into his breast-pocket, and we rode on. The governor's son
was our guide, and he led us through winding lanes into a pass in the
low hills. The road was very narrow, and the heavy forest came down to
our elbows as we passed. Now and again we crossed the stream, which had
but little water in it, and the path would skirt its banks for awhile.
It was beautiful country, but we had no time to notice it then, for we
were in a hurry, and whenever the road would allow we trotted and
cantered. After five or six miles of this we turned a spur of the hills,
and came out into a little grass-glade on the banks of the stream, and
at the far end of this was the village where we expected to find those
whom we sought. They saw us first, having a look-out on a high tree by
the edge of the forest; and as our advanced guard came trotting into the
open, he fired. The shot echoed far up the hills like an angry shout,
and we could see a sudden stir in the village--men running out of the
houses with guns and swords, and women and children running, too, poor
things! sick with fear. They fired at us from the village fence, but had
no time to close the gate ere our sowars were in. Then they escaped in
various ways to the forest and scrub, running like madmen across the
little bit of open, and firing at us directly they reached shelter where
the cavalry could not come. Of course, in the open they had no chance,
but in the dense forest they were safe enough. The village was soon
cleared, and then we had to return. It was no good to wait. The valley
was very narrow, and was commanded from both its sides, which were very
steep and dense with forest.
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