THE rainy season had fully set in and we prepared to settle down in the
Capital for three or four months. Busy times were before us. We had to
hold important consultations with the missionary brethren respecting the
arrangements of the mission: we had correspondence to maintain with
home: and there was much to accomplish in working out our numerous
observations and framing maps of the Imerina and Betsileo Provinces. Our
first work was to provide a suitable home for this period of our stay.
Mr. and Mrs. Pillans found a neat little house on the east side of the
City-hill: and with the help of an excellent native woman and her
husband, intelligent, kind-hearted and upright people, they managed
their novel housekeeping exceedingly well. Mr. and Mrs. Grainge kindly
received me into their house; and until I finally left the city they
provided so kindly and considerately for all my wants, that it became to
me a very pleasant home.
Our house was situated at the end of the Faravóhitra hill; on a long
clay spur projecting to the north and east, which spread out into a
level terrace, with steep banks on its north and west sides. The house
faces the west, and has opposite a noble mass of granite rock, above
which stands conspicuous the Faravohitra Memorial Church. From the north
side of the terrace we had a beautiful view over the Imerina plains. The
wooded hill of Ambóhimánga; the solid arched ridges of Andringitra, the
lofty peaks of Lóhavóhitra, and the broad massive hill of Ambóhimonóa,
formed the outer border of the landscape. Naméhana was in the centre of
the picture on its round hill; on the right was Iláfy with its green
woods: while close before us were the large villages of Ankádifotsy and
Manjákaráy, with their dark red soil, their neat new chapels, their
numerous well-built houses and long walls.
Our house was limited in size, though it looked large; having but four
rooms round a large central hall. It was built of sun-dried brick; had
two gables on its west front; and a verandah all round. A weak point in
the house was, that though boarded, it was on a level with the ground.
The house was not native, but of English pattern, and would pass very
well for an Indian bungalow. My own room was soon put in order: and with
its camp bed and washing-stand, a solid table, a deep wardrobe, my
travelling-trunks, and its little fire-place, it was a cosy, comfortable
den. The broad shelves of the wardrobe contained my books, clothes and
instruments: and kept my papers, maps and letters within easy reach. On
the top were ranged a camera, my tool-box, a small chest of tea, and a
supply of English stores. Here I passed many months of pleasant toil,
editing the Conference Papers, conducting correspondence, drawing maps;
and holding friendly consultations with numerous visitors, who came to
talk over serious matters, or perhaps have a quiet chat over
four-o’clock tea.
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