By using this word species, I fear my brother has exposed himself to the

wrath of the infallible Dr. Darwin, who, in his wonderful scheme of

development by evolution, has stated that the quadrumana are our

immediate progenitors. He has not, it is true, explained from which kind

of monkey man is developed; nor how it happens that there are not as

many kinds of men as there are of monkeys; or whether his friend

'Development' doubles up all the monkeys, great and small, black and

brown, before she makes a man. All this, and much more, it is true he

has not explained, but he has told us that our earliest ancestor or

progenitor is an Ascidian (a cell), and that in a long course of ages,

by the agency of his gossip 'Development,' the cell becomes this, that,

and the other, the penultimate change being into a monkey, and the

ultimate into a man. Harlequin's wand does nothing comparable to this.

To convert a cell (a mere bag) into a man was reserved solely for

'Madame Development.' After effecting such wonders, it would be little

short of high treason towards the man who discovered 'Madame

Development's' powers, ungrateful, insulting, and a _sell_, indeed, had

my brother omitted to take some notice of our immediate progenitors. I

hope, ladies and gentlemen, you are none of you Darwinians; if you are,

what a profane and sacrilegious infidel must my brother appear! Yet even

here I espy some comfort if you, as well as being Darwinians, are also

of the 'advanced platform,' as the phrase is in the wisdom of this

nineteenth century; because then you will have mercy on me, as an insane

person. Almost all murderers are, by the advanced wisdom of this same

century, put down as insane, and are not to be hanged, as they deserve

to be, but are to be maintained at the public expense; _i.e._, at your

and my expense--though we may have wives and a dozen hungry children to

provide for--in order that the murdering gentleman may have time to

repent; in other words, that he may have another opportunity of imbruing

his hands in another victim's blood. 'Oh, by all means abolish capital

punishment!' said the witty Frenchman, 'only let the murderers set the

example.' Well, sir, or madam, I hope now you will not be less merciful

to me, even if you be a Darwinian, than the wise men of the advanced

platform are, or would be, to the murderer. So with renewed hope, having

finished the catalogue of the native inhabitants of Tollicherry, I will

proceed with the promised details respecting the Moplahs.

With such superlative examples of grace and beauty as those constantly

observed among the daughters of the three British Isles, and the almost

irresistible power exercised by these 'Queens of Creation' over the

opposite sex, we need not call in question the effects recorded of this

same irresistible power in ancient days. Jove himself, it is said, could

not resist the exquisite form of Leda. Troy was besieged for ten years,

and destroyed at last, to recover a matchless but naughty Greek lady,

who ran away from her husband with a handsome scapegrace called Paris.

Antony lost the dominion of the world for Cleopatra's smile. And, coming

nearer to our own times, Diana of Poitiers at sixty, so historians tell

us, retained so absolutely the affections of a king of France, that he

simply doted on her ('doted on her simply' would be the better form of

expression). And Ninon de L'Enclos, at seventy, drove all the young

bloods of Paris demented by her beauty, which, it is positively

affirmed, far surpassed that of all the younger ladies who approached

her. One of the greatest of the Mogul Emperors, Jehangire, was so

enchanted by the charms of a Turkoman maiden, who, when she grew up, was

called 'Mhere ul Nissa,' the sun of women, and was afterwards the

far-famed Nour Jehan, that he committed a dreadful crime to obtain her.

This lady, in the early bloom of beauty, had been brought to Delhi, was

seen by Prince Jehangire, and in both bosoms a mutual passion was

kindled. But she had in her infancy been betrothed to Shere Afkun, a

Turkoman of noble birth and distinguished merit. According to Indian

notions nothing should be suffered to interfere with the fulfilment of

such a pledge, and therefore the reigning Emperor (the celebrated

Akbar), from a high sense of what he believed to be right, over-ruled

the wishes of the lovers, and insisted that Mhere ul Nissa should be

married to Shere Afkun. Jehangire bore his despair and disappointment as

he best could, until, by the death of his father Akbar, he became the

Emperor of India. Then power, united with his grief and passion,

overcame his better nature, and he had the unfortunate Shere Afkun

murdered, and at the same time he got possession of the person of Mhere

ul Nissa. But for years the guilty monarch sued in vain. At last the

lady consented to be his wife and the Empress of India.

All this proves that the dominion of beauty is confined to no

hemisphere, and specially serves to introduce the present narrative,

which relates to a part of India which, of all others, from the

debilitating nature of the climate, and the peculiar customs of the

people we are to speak of, would seem to be the least likely to furnish

a tale of love and passion. But however unlooked for or unexpected the

usages or customs on which a story-teller founds his narrative may be,

or however unusual the circumstances arising from them, he cannot be

held responsible for the facts or their results, so long as it can be

proved that the said usages and customs do really exist.

In the present case the Moplah customs and usages referred to

practically obtain over a considerable part of the western coast of

India, _i.e._, from the country of Mangalore, and from some distance

north of it, to Cochin, and some distance south of it. In short, these

customs are known and followed wherever the race has spread. For the

details of the murder committed by these Moplahs my brother's notes are

clear and precise, and for the particulars respecting Aminè after her

return to her own country he declares that he gives the account as it

was given to him by a Mussulman pilgrim, who, many years after the date

of Aminè's death, passed _en route_ to Mecca through her native place.

The Mussulman pilgrim was a merchant of Tollicherry, who, being

naturally interested in her fate, from knowing how barbarously her

husband had been murdered, collected all the information he could from

those who had been about her. He had it written down, and on his return

to India forwarded it to my brother, who was then at Madras. My brother

had it translated from the Persian into English, and has embodied it in

the present narrative.

The Moplahs are, as aforesaid, a sort of cross-breed sprung from the

seafaring Arab traders and the native women of the west coast. The

children of these alliances settled on the coast with their mothers.

Hence the Moplah race. They are men of large frame, and particularly

strong and powerful. They are either cultivators of the soil, or

merchants trading by sea. Some of the headmen among them are possessed

of large estates, employ numbers of servants, and own numerous herds of

cattle, flocks of sheep, and goats, with some horses and donkeys. Others

possess Patamars and Dhonies. All cultivate the soil. Of this class of

wealthy proprietors two individuals, at the time referred to, were

generally regarded as chiefs or headmen. Both were almost equally

wealthy, and equally looked up to by their neighbours. The younger of

the two, although a Moplah, was a remarkably fine handsome man,

retaining something (though not enough to spoil his good looks) of the

Arab or Jewish cast of feature. He was of a disposition more frank and

joyous than is usually met with among Arabs or Moplahs; his name was

Lutchmon Sing. The other, called Saul Jan, was not so tall by four

inches as his neighbour Lutchmon Sing, but he was larger in the body,

broader in the shoulders, and was in all respects an amazingly powerful

man. He exhibited the reserved, morose disposition characteristic of the

race.

Before the occurrences in which these two men were the principal actors

are spoken of, it is necessary to notice, as briefly as possible, the

peculiar customs of the race in reference to women. With respect to

property, or in fact anything they happen to covet, the Moplahs

entertain the most advanced notions, and, with regard to the other sex,

opinions and customs that are, to say the least of them, most singular.

Any Moplah gentleman may visit any other Moplah gentleman's wife

whenever he pleases; all he has to do is to leave his shoes outside the

other gentleman's door. When this signal is made, no husband dare

intrude. The visitor may stay the whole night, or as many hours as he

chooses; it is all one. No person can enter the house, nor is such a

thing ever thought of, till the visitor's shoes disappear. Whatever the

husband may suffer, or however desirous he may be of standing in the

visitor's shoes, it cannot be done, and it is bootless for him to

complain. Under all circumstances he must restrain his feelings until

the visitor removes his shoes. Well, the reader will probably say this

is a very pretty and a very moral custom indeed, but is it really a

fact? It is indeed. The reader will then probably inquire if the man

aggrieved has no redress. Certainly he has, according to Moplah notions,

complete redress. Has he not the right of returning the gentleman's

visit, and of leaving his shoes outside that gentleman's door as long as

he pleases? The Moplahs declare that all visits of this kind are

punctually returned, so you perceive the politeness is mutual, however

widely spread. Moplah notions of politeness and etiquette are very

enlarged, it must be confessed, and thoroughly communistic; they have

nevertheless certain advantages. For instance, the husbands are never

troubled with sons to provide for, as all the children are, in every

sense, the wife's children. In fact, no child knows who his or her

father is or may have been. These are secrets, probably known to the

ladies; but no one has the effrontery to make impertinent inquiries,

consequently Moplahs never think or speak of their fathers, only of

their mothers.

Whence this highly modest and delicate custom has been derived my

brother has been unable to ascertain. 'If,' says he, 'I might offer a

suggestion, I should say that it might be derived from an extended study

of zoology, particularly of that wonderfully intelligent, faithful, and

valuable race designated canine, as well as of that of our immediate

progenitors, the quadrumana, amongst whom very similar usages obtain.'

On this point the opinion of Dr. Darwin would be invaluable. The

suggestion he has offered is to a certain extent confirmed and borne out

by the common remarks of the vulgar, who, besides being ignorant of

zoology, are ill-minded persons, who declare that these Moplahs one and

all are 'dirty dogs,' which it is obvious can only be true of half the

race. But it is wise and safe not to carry the scrutiny too far, lest we

should be led to apply an ill-sounding name to the other half. Of the

dogs of this race it has been already stated that they entertain notions

prejudicial to the general safety of life and property. They never

probably heard the noble axiom of Louis Blanc and his worthy

compatriots--'Proprieté est le vol'--but they certainly acted on it so

thoroughly that to obtain anything they valued and wanted, or that the

headmen whose retainers they were wanted, they plundered or took life

without hesitation. Witness the numerous cases of murder, gang robbery,

etc., etc., which were, at the time referred to, continually occupying

the attention of the courts throughout the Moplah range of country.

In illustration of the various amiable qualities of these Moplahs, my

brother instances a case in which he had to give medical evidence. Early

one morning the body, or more properly the mangled remains, of Lutchmon

Sing, who has been already mentioned as one of the two principal headmen

of the district, was brought to his door to be examined and reported on.

He found that after the poor fellow had been knocked down and stunned by

a blow on the head, proved by the smashing in of his cap, a severe

wound of the scalp at the top and back part of his head, and a fracture

of the skull, his body had been almost cut, transversely, into two

parts. The spine, with some spinal and lumbar muscles, were all that

held the two portions of it together. The muscles of the abdomen, as

well as the lower part of the large lobe of the liver and the colon,

were divided.

It was a piteous sight. Here was a fine young fellow in the prime of

life, who was a favourite with all the Europeans, and with most of his

own countrymen, brutally murdered, without any apparent cause. And what

made everyone sorrow the more was the fact that he had been recently

married to a Persian lady, whom, after a devoted court and worship of

more than two years, he had at last succeeded in winning, and had

brought home and located beyond the Moplah bounds in a stronghold

situated in the hill country, but at no great distance, his holding

being within the Manantoddy district.

It was evident that the division of the chief parts of the trunk had

been effected by some sharp and powerful cutting instrument, most

probably by one of those sharp toddy knives or bill-hooks which all

jungle-men in India carry. The murder, it was supposed, had been

perpetrated at the instigation of the rich Moplah named Saul Jan, whose

lands were situated at no great distance from those of the murdered man,

Lutchmon Sing. These two headmen, it was well known, had been at feud

for a long time, ostensibly on account of some adjacent lands lying

between their respective estates; but it was whispered that the murdered

man's shoes had on one occasion (some two and a half years since) been

found outside Saul Jan's door, and that he (Saul Jan), from

circumstances to be hereafter explained, had not been able to return the

visit. Be this as it may, the visitor's body was, after this

occurrence, at the distance of time specified, found in the condition

described.

A Hercules of a fellow, named Kulmuck, with a most villainous expression

of countenance, who was an outdoor or field servant to Saul Jan, was

with some others brought up before the Zillah Judge on suspicion of

being the actual murderer, or at least of being a principal concerned in

it. Some parts of this man's cloth were stained with blood, as was the

handle and broad blade of his toddy-knife; his right hand was also

stained with blood, and the palmar surface of the index and second

finger of the right hand were slightly torn. It would appear that, even

before he had washed the blood stains from his hand, or knife, or cloth,

he had gone to the hut of a fellow-servant, a constant companion, and

had there indulged himself so largely in drinking arrack that when the

peons found him he was almost insensible, unable to speak, or stand; and

lucky for them that he was in this state, as otherwise his toddy-knife

would probably have been so used as to have saved some of them all

further worldly care. Even without a weapon of any kind, manacled and

pinioned, the peons shrank from him, and actually seemed afraid to touch

him, so well were his strength and ferocity known.

When asked by the Zillah Judge how he accounted for the blood on his

cloth, toddy-knife, and hand, he stated that, just before he had lain

down in his comrade's hut, he had killed a shark, and had at the same

time torn his hand. He further stated that parts of the shark would be

found in his own hut, which was not more than a quarter of a mile

distant from the one in which he had stayed to drink. Certain of the

peons, who had been ordered to go to his hut, there found parts of a

recently killed shark, which they brought into Court. The Judge asked

the prisoner what took him away from his own hut, and for what purpose

he went to the other man's dwelling. He said at once that he had heard

of the chatty of arrack, and had gone there to get his share of it. The

fishermen, who had seen the shark caught and brought home, were called

into Court, and all agreed as to the time (about 6 a.m.) when Kulmuck

had been seen with his prize. The peons had accurately noted the time

when they found him all but insensible from drink, viz., about 5 p.m.

They knew well that such a bullock of a fellow would not require more

than three or four hours to sleep off a debauch, and allowing him to

have been drinking two or three hours, there would remain no less than

four hours to account for. The prisoner admitted having been in the

fields, but he said that, instead of having been in that part of the

jungle where the body was found, he had gone in another direction; and

he mentioned some paddy fields through which he had passed, and others

in which the men were ploughing with their buffaloes. On inquiry all

these circumstances were found to be correct, and they considerably

narrowed the time to be accounted for. Still there was an interval of

some two hours, or at least an hour and a half, of which no sufficient

or satisfactory explanation could be got at. The suspected man merely

said that he was in the jungle, looking for a kind of lizard of which

the native hakims make a certain kind of medicine, which they set great

store by.

The Judge and the whole Court were at fault. The case was adjourned, and

the prisoner remanded. The cloth and the toddy-knife, and the blood

washed off by my brother into a broad-mouthed stoppered vial, with

distilled water, were all placed in a box, and locked by the Judge with

his own hands; then a broad piece of tape was placed round it, having

the Zillah Court seal affixed at either end of it. The Judge then

publicly placed the key of the box in my brother's hands. Finally, a

peon carried the box into his private studio, or temporary laboratory.

My brother then wished Mr. H. good-morning, and went home to set about

the investigation which it was his duty to make.

This he found very laborious, as the modes of examination were

necessarily repeated for the stains on the cloth, the handle of the

knife, the blade, and the blood washed off into the stoppered bottle.

The last named he examined first, being fearful of those changes which

in a tropical climate take place very rapidly, and so greatly alter and

distort the appearance of the blood globules. By his celerity he

prevented any such change, and thus obtained capital specimens, which

dried on the slides, and were available for evidence in Court.

To return to the Court. The things to be examined, having, as aforesaid,

been consigned (under seal) to my brother's charge, and the prisoner

having been placed in strong quarters, under ward changed every eight

hours, while the Judge and his subordinates are seeking for further

evidence, let us look into the history of the feud that, it is not

denied, did exist between Lutchmon Sing and Saul Jan. This, it was said,

arose from the rival claims of the parties to some lands situate between

their respective holdings: their claims had been before the Court on

several occasions, and had passed from the Zillah to the Higher Court.

The case was supposed to be in train for decision, but scarcely for

settlement, as it was known that both litigants were resolved to appeal

to the Supreme Court. Thus the litigation might last for years. All this

was publicly known, and it would satisfactorily account for the feud and

the ill-feeling, but not for the murder; even Moplahs do not usually

murder because they are legal opponents. The acknowledged feud was,

therefore, regarded as insufficient to account for the extreme measure

resorted to, and as a natural consequence suspicion took possession of

the minds of those who were cognizant of the case that there had been

some other unknown cause at work, and that to it the commission of the

crime must be attributed. At the same time that this suspicion began to

manifest itself, a whisper was breathed that there was such a cause.

Spoken very cautiously at first, and in altogether a vague and

indefinite way, after a time the whisper grew into something more

tangible, assuming shape and form; it became at last a direct statement

that the murdered man had violated the laws and usages of the Moplah

race, inasmuch as he had married a wife of another nation, and had kept

her away in a sequestered district of the hill country, where he had

purchased another holding, and a dwelling, or rather fortress, which had

formerly belonged to a Poligar chief, who had been a follower of

Sevagee. This dwelling, it was further stated, he had repaired and

embellished for the lady he had brought from beyond the sea. He had also

furnished his house with all that his wife could wish for, and had

garrisoned it with a number of servants and retainers (almost all of

whom he had armed with firelocks and rifles, as well as with shields and

scimitars), so that, his gates being strong and his walls high, he could

defy any assault except that of heavy artillery.

But why had he taken all these precautions and spent so much money, and

why had he taken his stand so far beyond the Moplah country? This

proceeding was considered by the Moplahs, one and all, as an outrage; an

insult to the men, and a crime of the deepest dye, as opposed to the

recognised custom, for which nothing less than death could be awarded as

sufficient punishment. Several Moplah men stated these opinions

unreservedly in open Court; though all positively denied having

administered the punishment, or having been instigators or accessories

to it. After long-continued denials and evasions, and a most

ingeniously protracted display of fencing, it was at last brought out

in evidence that Lutchmon Sing, some two and a half years ago, had paid

a visit to Saul Jan's house, and that his shoes had been left outside

the door for some hours; this, it may be remembered, has been already

noticed. After this fact had been established the Zillah Judge asked if

Saul Jan, then under examination, had not, according to the Moplah

customs, returned the visit of Lutchmon Sing. At this question Saul Jan

broke out into the most ungovernable rage, cursing and swearing and

wishing he could murder Lutchmon Sing over again. All this surprised the

Judge, but he vainly attempted to obtain from the man, who had exhibited

this paroxysm of rage, the meaning of it. He sullenly refused any

explanation, accompanying his refusal by gross abuse, saying that he

would not eat dirt to please the white Kafirs, the Shitan ka butchey

logue, the heirs of jehanum, etc., and much more to the same purpose, no

less obscene than malicious.

On inquiry from the old men about the Court who had been longest on that

coast, and who best understood the Moplah modes of reasoning and

feeling, it appeared that the rage of Saul Jan was excited by the

knowledge that Lutchmon Sing had married, but had kept his wife beyond

Moplah bounds, and had, moreover, so secured her that no one could gain

access to her dwelling; and therefore Saul Jan considered that he had

been defrauded of his rights in being denied access to the wife of

Lutchmon Sing, after that Kafir (as Saul Jan expressed it) had made his

(Saul Jan's) wife his servant.

In vain it was pointed out that as Lutchmon Sing's wife had come from

beyond sea, she could not be a Moplah, and would not, therefore, be

willing to submit to Moplah customs; this, and other such arguments

intended to bring the savage to a more reasonable state of mind, only

served to elicit fresh bursts of rage and envy, till it was deemed

needful to remove him, and to place fetters on his limbs.

These exhibitions of fury and desire for revenge on account of a

supposed injury not only showed that there was a sufficient cause to

account for such a deed of violence, but pointed to the man who had

committed or instigated it, and strongly confirmed the suspicions

generally entertained. Still, there was nothing that could be regarded

as legal proof. To confine the man, and look for further evidence, was

all that could be done.

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