Vellenaux A Novel by Edmund William Forrest (booksvooks txt) π
Sending A Flood Of Soft, Mellow Rainbow Tinted Light Through The
Quaintly Curved And Deeply Mullioned Windows Which Adorned A Portion Of
The Eastern Wing Of That Grand Old Baronial Residence, Vellenaux, On A
Fine September Morning, At The Period During Which Our Story Opens. This
Handsome Pile, Now The Property Of Sir Jasper Coleman, Had Been Erected
By One Of His Ancestors, Reginald De Coleman, During The Reign Of The
Fifth Henry.
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The Court Martial And Dismissal From Service Of The Blackguard, Who
Chapter 9 Pg 67Immediately Left The Station, Vowing To Have His Revenge On Carlton,
Should Ever An Opportunity Occur For So Doing, And This, With A
Mahammedan Means Mischief, For They Never Rest In Their Endeavors To
Effect A Purpose.
The Duties Which Brought Carlton To Calcutta Were Now At An End, And The
Lieutenant Had To Return To Head Quarters. Edith, Being Of An Enquiring
Turn Of Mind, Acquired A Great Deal Of Information Respecting The
Natives' Character, Their Castes, Customs And Ceremonies, And By The Aid
Of A Moonshee Soon Learned To Speak With Ease And Fluency The Hindostan
Language. This She Turned To Account In The Management Of The Household
Servants.
Calcutta Is The Largest City In british India, And Is Situated On The
Bank Of The Hoogley, One Of The Branches Of The River Ganges, Held As
Sacred By The Natives. There Are Quite A Number Of Europeans And
Professing Christians, Numbering In The Aggregate About Fourteen
Thousand, The Principal Portions Of Which Are Half Castes, Three
Quarter Castes, Euroasians, Portuguese And Hindoo Britons. The Half
Castes Are The Progeny Of The European Men And Native Women. The
Three-Quarter-Castes, That Of European Fathers And Half-Caste Mothers.
The Euroasians Spring From European And Three-Quarter-Caste Parents,
While The Hindoo Britons Are The Children Of European Parents, Born In
India. The Portuguese Likewise Intermarry With These Classes. These
People Make Up The Principal Number Of Those Professing Christianity
Throughout The Presidency. The Churches Of England, Rome, And Scotland
Were Well Attended By The Officers Of The Civil Service, Army And Navy,
With Their Families, Among Which There Is Very Little Sectarianism. But
The Roman Catholic Faith Is Largely Diffused Among The Other Classes.
The Native Population Of All Castes Number About Six Hundred Thousand,
And Although They Have No Regular Sunday Or Day Of Rest, They Have Quite
A Number Of Religious Festivals Or Holidays Which They Scrupulously
Observe.
The Principal Festival, And The One Most Religiously Kept Of All The
Holidays Among The True Believers--As The Followers Of Mahomet Style
Themselves--Is That Of The Moharum, Which Lasts Ten Days, Commencing
From The Appearance Of The New Moon, In The Month Of November, During
Which Time Handsome Temples And Mosques Are Constructed Of Bamboo And
Paper, And Embellished With Glass, Paint And Gilding. On The Last Day
They Are Carried In Grand Procession Through The Public Thoroughfares,
Proceeded By A Band Of Music And Accompanied By An Immense Concourse Of
Spectators. Many Of The Faithful Prostrate Themselves Before These
Taboots, And In Many Instances Rolling Over And Over In The Muddy
Streets For A Considerable Distance, Being Generally Well Primed With
Bang Or Opium. There Are Occasional Disturbances Between The Fanatics Of
The Different Castes, For Many Of These Work Themselves Up To A Pitch Of
Frenzy By The Use Of Narcotics And Other Stimulants, But The Government
Always Take Steps To Prevent Any Serious Outbreak, By Having The Troops
Posted In different Parts Of The Town, Ready To Turn Out At A Moment'S
Notice, And A Strong Body Of Police Mounted And On Foot Accompany The
Procession To Enforce Order. At Sunset They Reach The River, And The
Day'S Proceedings Terminate By The Taboots Being Thrown Into The Water,
Chapter 9 Pg 68Amid The Shouts, Gesticulation And Vociferations Of The Now Thoroughly
Excited Populace.
The Dewally Festival Is Equally Recognized By Natives Of All Castes And
Denominations As A Sort Of New Year'S Day. Accounts For The Past Year
Are Closed, And New Books Are Opened. The Dirt And Rubbish Of The Past
Twelvemonth Is Removed, The Houses Thoroughly Cleansed And At Night The
City Or Town Is Illuminated With Lamps, Chinese Lanterns, And Other
Descriptions Of Lights, And The Houses Thrown Open For General
Hospitality.
The Hooley, The Most Revolting Of All Hindoo Festivals, Draws Together
An Immense Concourse Of People. Large Fires Are Made On The Sides Of The
Public Streets And Liquid Dye Stuffs, With Every Description Of Filth Is
Thrown By The Hindoos On Each Other, And Should Any Unfortunate Hindoo
Woman Show Herself In The Street On These Occasions, She Is Assaulted
With Language Of The Most Obscene And Disgusting Nature. These Festivals
Have Of Late Years Been Curtailed By The Government, And Now Seldom Last
More Than Two Days--That Is, In Large Cities Containing European
Communities--But In Native Towns It Is Still Of Many Days Duration.
Accounts Of These And Other Native Ceremonies, Together With The Horrors
Of The Black Hole, Experienced By Europeans, Nearly One Hundred Years
Since At The Suggestion Of The Native Princes, Had Been Related To Edith
By Her Moonshee Ayah, But Their Dominion, Or Power For Good Or Evil, Has
Now Passed Away, And Calcutta Of The Present Day Is One Of The
Pleasantest And Finest Cities To The European To Be Found Throughout Our
Indian Possessions.
And Were It Not For The Great Change In Her Position, From Absolute
Affluence To Becoming The Recipient Of Another'S Bounty, Edith Would
Have Been, If Not Quite Happy, At Least Contented. Yet It Must Not Be
Imagined That She Was Ungrateful Or The Less Thankful To Her Kind
Protectors, The Bartons, For She Could Now Well Realize What Might Have
Been Her Situation Had She Been Compelled To Act Upon The Plan That Had
First Suggested Itself To Her On Leaving Vellenaux--That Of Becoming A
Governess Or Companion To Some Antiquated Dowager In europe.
The Repeated Assurances From Mrs. Barton That She Would, At No Distant
Period, Secure A Brilliant Alliance, Fell Coldly On Her Ear, But She
Made No Ostentative Demonstration Of Her Own Ideas On The Subject, But
With A Gentle And Quiet Dignity, Repelled The Advances Of Certain
Aspirants For Her Hand, Who Were Continually To Be Found In Her Train
Whenever She Appeared Abroad. She Had A Smile For All And A Fascinating
And Bewitching Manner Which Was Equally Bestowed Among Her Would-Be
Admirers. But Beyond This All Was Calm And Cold. Her Heart Had
Imperceptibly Slipped From Her, And Was Now In The Care Of Another, Nor
Would She Wish It Were Otherwise. The Future Was Before Her And She Was
Willing To Wait.
Let It Not Be Imagined That Arthur Carlton Was A Lukewarm Lover, Coldly
Prudential, Or Thinking It Would Be Time Enough To Marry When He Should
Have Obtained His Captaincy, And Careless As To What Trying Position
Chapter 9 Pg 69Edith Might Be Placed In, Surrounded, As He Knew Her To Be, By Those Who
Would Willingly Wed Her At Any Moment. Far From It. He Loved Her Too
Well To Ask Her To Share At Present The Inconveniences Incident To A
Camp Life, As Experienced By The Wives Of Subalterns, Not That He
Doubted She Would Yield Up Without A Single Regret The Gay Society And
Splendid Establishment Of Mrs. Barton, And Contentedly Share With Him
His Home, Be It Ever So Humble. But The Thought Of Her Having To Make
Any Such Sacrifice Was To Him One That Could Not Be Entertained For A
Moment. He Believed He Knew Her Sufficiently Well To Trust Implicitly In
Her Constancy, And Await The Happy Time When He Could In all Honour
Formally Propose For Her Hand.
About A Twelvemonth Prior To The Outbreak Of The Great Sepoy Mutiny, It
Pleased The Authorities To Change The Scene Of Mr. Barton'S Labors From
Chowringee, That Belgravia Of Calcutta, To Goolampore, A Military
Station Of Some Importance In The Northwest Provinces, Or More Properly
Speaking In The Goozeratte Country. This Act Of The Government, Although
Particularly Objectionable To Mrs. Barton, Was Exactly What Her Lord And
Master Desired. His Term Of Service Would Shortly Come To A Close, And
Therefore, In His Opinion, It Became Expedient, Not Only To Retrench His
Expenses, Which He Could Not Do At The Gay Capitol, But Likewise Gather
In A Few More Of The Loaves And Fishes Of Office, Which Were Said To Be
Found In Greater Abundance At A Distance From The Seat Of Government,
Besides Mr. Barton Was In The Decline Of Life, And Felt That The Harness
Of Office Life Did Not Fit So Easily Upon Him While Under The Immediate
Supervision Of The Suddur Aydowlett, As It Would Do When Removed From
Its Immediate Influence. However, Be This As It May, He Was Quite
Content With The Change, Nor Was He The Only One To Whom This Change Was
A Sort Of Relief. The City Of Palaces And Its Surroundings Had Become
Distasteful To Edith; Not That She Disliked The Capitol Or The Pleasures
To Be Found There; But She Felt Wearied And Annoyed By The Attentions
That Were Showered Upon Her By The Numerous Suitors Who Thronged Around
Her, Using All The Powers Of Persuasion They Had At Command, To Induce
Her To Listen To Their Respective Suits. The Parchment Visaged Nabob,
With His Sacks Of Rupees, The Wealthy Planter, Whose Fortune Had Been
Wrung From Either Opium Or Indigo, Perhaps Both, The Rich Civil Servant
And Field Officer, With Numerous Others, All Jostling And Hedging Each
Other In The Race For The Hand Of The Beautiful Miss Effingham; But The
Prize Was Not For Them. She Cared Not A Jot For Either Their Persons Or
Their Purses And Would Not Consent To Be Caught, And Like A Bird In a
Golden Cage, Flutter Without The Means Of Escape.
But There Was One For Whom She Did Care, One Whose Image Was Indelibly
Stamped On Her Heart, And Whom She Loved As Woman Only Can Love, And
This Favored One Was Arthur Carlton, Lieut. H.M. Light Dragoons--The
Playmate Of Her Childhood, And Companion Of Her Riper Years In The
Golden Days At Vellenaux, In dear Old England.
"It Is Absurd In The Directors, Or Whoever Has To Do With It, To Send
Horace Off To The Northwest, Just At The Commencement Of The Season Too;
Besides, We Shall Scarcely Be Settled Before We Shall Have To Return To
England. I Declare We Are Being Treated Shamefully," Said Mrs. Barton,
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