Following the Equator, Part 6 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 112 pages of information about Following the Equator, Part 6.

Following the Equator, Part 6 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 112 pages of information about Following the Equator, Part 6.

To finish the statistics.  In six years the wild beasts kill 20,000 persons, and the snakes kill 103,000.  In the same six the government kills 1,073,546 snakes.  Plenty left.

There are narrow escapes in India.  In the very jungle where I killed sixteen tigers and all those elephants, a cobra bit me but it got well; everyone was surprised.  This could not happen twice in ten years, perhaps.  Usually death would result in fifteen minutes.

We struck out westward or northwestward from Calcutta on an itinerary of a zig-zag sort, which would in the course of time carry us across India to its northwestern corner and the border of Afghanistan.  The first part of the trip carried us through a great region which was an endless garden—­miles and miles of the beautiful flower from whose juices comes the opium, and at Muzaffurpore we were in the midst of the indigo culture; thence by a branch road to the Ganges at a point near Dinapore, and by a train which would have missed the connection by a week but for the thoughtfulness of some British officers who were along, and who knew the ways of trains that are run by natives without white supervision.  This train stopped at every village; for no purpose connected with business, apparently.  We put out nothing, we took nothing aboard.  The train bands stepped ashore and gossiped with friends a quarter of an hour, then pulled out and repeated this at the succeeding villages.  We had thirty-five miles to go and six hours to do it in, but it was plain that we were not going to make it.  It was then that the English officers said it was now necessary to turn this gravel train into an express.  So they gave the engine-driver a rupee and told him to fly.  It was a simple remedy.  After that we made ninety miles an hour.  We crossed the Ganges just at dawn, made our connection, and went to Benares, where we stayed twenty-four hours and inspected that strange and fascinating piety-hive again; then left for Lucknow, a city which is perhaps the most conspicuous of the many monuments of British fortitude and valor that are scattered about the earth.

The heat was pitiless, the flat plains were destitute of grass, and baked dry by the sun they were the color of pale dust, which was flying in clouds.  But it was much hotter than this when the relieving forces marched to Lucknow in the time of the Mutiny.  Those were the days of 138 deg. in the shade.

CHAPTER, LVIII.

Make it a point to do something every day that you don’t want to do.  This is the golden rule for acquiring the habit of doing your duty without pain. 
                             —­Pudd’nhead Wilson’s New Calendar.

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