The first thing that impresses a stranger is the number, size and beauty

of the public buildings. The Town Hall looks not unlike many American

city structures--as it is classic, with Doric pillars and an imposing

flight of steps; but nearly all the other buildings are of Indian

architecture, with cupolas and domes, recessed windows and massive,

pointed gateways. They are built of a dark stone, and the walls (three

and four feet in thickness) seem destined to last forever. The rooms are

from sixteen to twenty feet in height; above the tall doors and windows

are transoms; the floors are of mosaic or stone; everything about the

buildings appears designed to endure. The streets are very wide and the

sidewalks are arranged under colonnades in front of the buildings, so

that one may walk an entire block without coming out into the fierce

Indian sunshine.

All the main streets converge into the Apollo Bunder, a splendid

driveway like the Maidan in Calcutta. It sweeps around the sea wall and

if any breeze is stirring in Bombay one may get it here at nightfall.

From six o'clock to eight thirty or nine o'clock all Bombay turns out

for a drive on the Apollo Bunder. The line of fine carriages and motor

cars is continuous for miles, going out the Esplanade to Queen's road,

which runs for five miles to Malabar head, the favorite residence place

of the wealthy foreign colony. What will astonish any one accustomed to

Calcutta and other East Indian cities is the large representation of

Parsee families in this evening dress parade. Two-thirds of the finest

equipages belong to the Parsees, who are very richly dressed in silks

and adorned with fortunes in diamonds, rubies and other precious stones.

Here and there may be distinguished rich Hindoos or Mohammedans out for

an airing. The women of the latter sect are concealed behind the

carriage covers, but the Hindoo and Parsee women show their faces, their

jewelry and their beautiful costumes with evident pleasure. Nearly all

these women wear fortunes in diamonds in their ears or in bracelets on

their arms. In no dress parade in any other city have I noted so many

large diamonds, rubies and emeralds as in this procession of carriages

in Bombay.

[Illustration:

One of the Main

Avenues of Bombay.

This Broad Street

Leads to the City

Market. The View

Shows the Florid

Architecture of Public

Buildings and the

Variety of Native

Costumes]

Another thing that impresses the stranger in Bombay is the sympathy and

the good feeling that seems to exist between the leading Europeans of

the city and the prominent natives. This is in great contrast to the

exclusiveness that marks the Briton in other East Indian cities. Here

the President and a majority of the members of the Municipal Council

are Parsees; while a number of Hindoos and Mohammedans are represented.

When the King and Queen of England were received, the address of welcome

was read by the Parsee President of the Council, while a bouquet was

presented to the Queen by the President's wife, dressed in her graceful

sari or robe of ecru silk, edged with a black border, heavy with

ornamental gold work. This mingling of the races in civic life is due to

the domination of the Parsee element, which came over to Bombay from

Persia three hundred years ago, when driven from their old homes by

Moslem intolerance. Here these people, who strongly resemble the Jews in

their fondness for trade and their skill in finance, have amassed

imperial fortunes. The richest of these Parsee bankers and merchants,

Sir Jamsetjee Jeejeebhoy, left much of his great fortune to charity. He

founded a university, schools and hospitals and his name figures on a

dozen fine buildings. Other prominent Parsee families are the Sassoons

and Jehangirs. Yet, despite their wealth and their association with

Europeans, the Parsees have kept themselves unspotted from the world.

They do not recognize any mingling of their blood with the foreigner. A

Parsee who marries a European woman must accept virtual expatriation,

while the wife (although she may bear him children) is never allowed any

of the privileges of a native woman in this life and when she dies her

body cannot be consigned to the Parsee burial place. She is always an

alien and nothing that she can do is able to break down this racial wall

that separates her from her husband's people. The marriage of Parsee

women to foreigners is practically unknown. The Parsee wears a

distinctive costume. The men dress in white linen or pongee trousers,

with coat of dark woolen or alpaca; they like foreign shirts and

collars, but their headgear is the same as that used by the refugees

from Persia over three hundred years ago. One cap is of lacquered

papier-mache in the form of a cow's hoof inverted. Another is a round

cap of gray cloth, finely made, worn over a skull cap of velvet or

embroidered cloth, which is worn indoors. The women wear the sari or

robe, which consists of one piece of silk or brocade, with an

embroidered band. This garment is draped around the body and brought up

over the head, covering the right ear. They all wear shoes and

stockings.

The Parsees are all well educated and most of them possess unusual

refinement. So strong is the pride of race among them that they do not

tolerate any mendicancy among their own people. Their charitable

associations care for the few Parsees who are unable to make a living,

so that their paupers never make any claim upon the municipal government

for aid. They also boast that none of their women may be found among the

denizens of the red-light district. Most of the educated Parsees speak

English, French and German, besides Gugerati (the native dialect) and

most of them read and write English, Gugerati and Urdu, which is the

written form of Hindustani. Yet the Parsees are genuine Orientals. They

sit on chairs, but most of their houses are scantily furnished. They are

remarkably fond of sweets, fruits and nuts. They seem insensible to the

surroundings of their homes, many living in crowded streets and up many

flights of stairs. In their homes all their treasures are kept in the

family safe. If you are fortunate enough to be received in one of these

Parsee homes you will be amazed at the wealth in jewelry and personal

ornaments which are possessed even by families of modest fortune. A

Parsee woman of this class will have invested five thousand dollars in

jewelry, much of which she will wear on festive occasions.

Many of the big shipping and cotton merchants of Bombay are Parsees and

they also control much of the banking of the city. It was due largely to

the liberality of the Parsees that the city of Bombay was able to

present to the King a memorial in gold and silver that cost seventeen

thousand rupees, or over five thousand five hundred dollars in American

money. This reception to the King and Queen when they landed at Bombay

on their way to Delhi Durbar was very typical of the life of the city.

Remarkable preparations had been made; a series of arches spanned the

principal streets, all designed in native style. At the end of the

Apollo Bunder was erected a pretty, white pavilion that looked like a

miniature Taj, while a splendid avenue, lined with pillars, led up to

the great amphitheater, in front of which, under an ornate pavilion,

were the golden thrones of the King and Queen. This amphitheater was

reserved for all the European and native notables, as well as the

Maharajahs and chiefs from the neighboring States.

After the reception to the royal party came a parade through the

principal streets and when this was concluded all restrictions were

relaxed and the populace and the visitors from surrounding towns gave

themselves up to an evening of enjoyment. The buildings were

illuminated, some with white and others with red electric lights, while

many large structures were lighted by little oil lamps, in a cup or

glass. The main streets were filled with long lines of carriages,

crowded with richly dressed natives and Europeans, although the natives

outnumbered the foreigners by one hundred to one. Never in my life have

I seen so many valuable jewels as on this night, when I roamed about

the streets for two hours, enjoying this Oriental holiday. At times I

would stop and sit on one of the stands and watch the crowd flow by in a

steady stream. Walking by the side of a Parsee millionaire and his

richly dressed family would pass a Hindoo woman of low caste, one of the

street sweepers, in dirty rags, but loaded down on ankles and arms by

heavy silver bangles and painted in the center of the forehead with her

caste mark. She was followed by a poverty-stricken Mohammedan leading a

little boy, stark naked, while a girl with brilliant cap held the boy's

hand. A naked Tamil, with only a dirty loin cloth, brushed elbows with

three Parsee girls, beautifully dressed. And so this purely democratic

human tide flowed on for hours, rich and poor showing a childlike

pleasure in the street decorations and the variegated crowd. And in the

midst of all this turmoil native parties from out of town squatted on

the deserted tiers of seats, ate their suppers with relish and then

calmly composed themselves to sleep, wrapped in their robes, as though

they were in the privacy of their own homes. It was a spectacle such as

could be seen only in an Oriental city with a people who live in public

with the placid unconsciousness of animals.

RELIGION AND CUSTOMS OF THE BOMBAY PARSEES

The Parsees of Bombay--a mere handful of exiles among millions of

aliens--have so exerted their power as to change the life of a great

city. Proscribed and persecuted, they have developed so powerfully their

aptitude for commercial life that they represent the wealth of Bombay.

Living up to the tenets of their creed, they have given far more

liberally to charity and education than any other race. Some idea of the

respect in which the Parsee is held may be gained from the fact that

customs officers never search the baggage of one of these people; they

take the Parsee's word that he has no dutiable goods. The commercial

success and the high level of private life among the Parsees is due

directly to their religion, which was founded by Zoroaster in ancient

Persia three thousand years ago. As Max-Muller has well said, if Darius

had overthrown Alexander of Greece, the modern world would probably have

inherited the faith of Zoroaster, which does not differ in most of its

essentials from the creed of Christ.

The popular idea of a Parsee is that he worships the sun. This is a

misconception, due probably to the fact that the Parsee when saying his

prayers always faces the sun or, in default of this, prays before a

sacred fire in his temples; but he does not worship the sun, nor any

gods or idols. His temples are bare, only the sacred fire of sandalwood

burning in one corner. The Parsee recognizes an overruling god,

Ahura-Mazda, the creator of the universe; he believes that Nature with

its remarkable laws could not have come into being without a great first

cause. But he believes that the universe created by Ahura-Mazda was

invaded by a spirit of evil, Angra-Mainyush, which invites men to wicked

deeds, falsehood and ignorance. Over against this evil spirit is the

good spirit, Spenta-Mainyush, which represents God and stands for truth,

goodness and knowledge. The incarnation of the evil spirit is known as

Aherman, who corresponds to the Christian devil.

The whole Parsee creed is summed up in three words, which correspond to

good thoughts, good words and good deeds. If one carries out in his life

this creed, then his good thoughts, good words and good deeds will be

his intercessors on the great bridge that leads the spirit from death to

the gates of paradise. If his evil deeds and thoughts and words

overbalance the good, then he goes straight down to the place of

darkness and torment. If his good and evil deeds and thoughts exactly

balance, then he passes into a kind of purgatory.

Fire, water and earth are all sacred to the Parsee; but fire represents

the principle of creation and hence is most sacred. To him fire is the

most perfect symbol of deity because of its purity, brightness and

incorruptibility. The sacred fire that burns constantly in the Parsee

temples is fed with chips of sandalwood. Prayer with the Parsee is

obligatory, but it need not be said in the fire temple; the Parsee may

pray to the sun or moon, the mountains or the sea. His prayer is first

repentance for any evil thoughts or deeds and then for strength to lead

a life of righteousness, charity and good deeds.

The most remarkable result of the Parsee religion is seen in the

education of children. This is made a religious duty, and neglect of it

entails terrible penalties--for the parents are responsible for the

offenses of the badly-educated child, just as they share in the merit

for good deeds performed by their children. It is the duty of a good

Parsee not only to educate his own children but to do all in his power

to help in general education. Hence the large benefactions that rich

Parsees have made to found institutions for the education of the poor.

Disobedience of children is one of the worst sins. The Parsees are also

taught to observe sanitary laws, to bathe frequently, to take all

measures to prevent the spread of contagion. Cleanliness is one of the

chief virtues. To keep the earth pure the Parsee is enjoined to

cultivate it. He is also admonished to drink sparingly of wine and not

to sell it to any one who uses liquor to excess.

The Parsee creed urges the believer to help the community in which he

lives and to give freely to charity. Sir Jamsetjee Jeejeebhoy, the

richest Parsee Bombay has known, set aside a fund of four million seven

hundred and forty-three thousand rupees for charity and benevolence

among all the people of his city, regardless of race or creed. The

Parsee gives liberally to charity on the occasion of weddings or of

deaths. The charity includes relieving the poor, helping a man to marry

and aiding poor children to secure an education. The influence of the

Parsee religion upon the literature and life of the people is very

marked. There is no room for atheism, agnosticism or materialism. Faith

in the existence of God and in the immortality of the soul is the

corner-stone of the creed, but the Parsee spends no money and no effort

in proselyting others.

Marriage is encouraged by the Parsee religion, because it encourages a

virtuous and religious life. The marriage ceremony is peculiar. It is

always performed in a large pavilion, whatever the wealth of the couple.

In the case of the rich many invitations are issued and a fine wedding

feast is spread. On the day set for the wedding, the bride and groom and

the invited guests assemble in the pavilion. The bride as well as the

groom is dressed in white. When the time comes for the ceremony the

couple sit in chairs facing each other and a sheet is held up between

them by friends, so that they cannot see each other. Then two priests

begin intoning the marriage service. After several prayers a cord is

wound around the two chairs seven times and the chairs are also bound

together with a strip of cloth. More prayers and exhortations follow,

both priests showering rice upon the couple. Finally the sheet is

withdrawn, they and their chairs are placed side by side, each is given

a cocoanut to hold that is bound to the other by a string, emblematic of

the plenty that may bless the new home, and they are declared man and

wife. Then they sign a document certifying that they have been united

according to the Parsee ritual and witnesses sign their names.

Far stranger than the wedding customs of the Parsees are their burial

rites. They believe that neither fire, earth nor water must be polluted

by contact with a dead body, so neither burial nor cremation is

permitted. Instead, they expose their dead to vultures which strip the

flesh from the bones within an hour. This occurs in conical places,

called towers of silence, which are shut off from human gaze. The Bombay

towers of silence are on Malabar head, a beautiful residence district

overlooking the city. Here, in a fine garden planted to many varieties

of trees and shrubs, are five circular towers, each about twenty feet

high, made of brick, covered with plaster.

While you are admiring the flowers and trees a funeral enters the gates.

The body is carried by four professional bearers and is followed by two

priests and the relatives and friends. All the mourners are clothed in

white. They walk two by two, no matter how distant may be the house of

death, each couple holding a handkerchief as a symbol of their union in

sorrow. When the procession reaches the top of the hill the mourners

diverge and take seats in the house of prayer, where the sacred fire is

burning, or they seat themselves in the beautiful garden for meditation

and prayer. The priests deliver the body to the two corpse bearers, who

throw open the great iron door and enter with the body. The floor of the

tower is of iron grating, arranged in three circles--the outer for men,

the next for women and the inner for children. As the bearers lay the

body down, they strip off the shroud. Then the iron door closes with a

clang. This is the signal for a score of vultures to swoop down upon the

body. No human eye can see this spectacle, but the imagination of the

visitor pictures it in all its horror. Within a few minutes the gorged

vultures begin flapping their way to the top of the tower, where they

roost on the outer rim.

The bones of the corpse are allowed to remain for several days exposed

to the fierce sun. Then they are thrown into a great central well, where

the climate soon converts them into dust. This is washed by the rains

into underground wells. Charcoal in these wells serves to filter the

rain water before it enters the ground. Thus do the Parsees preserve

even the earth from contamination by the ashes of the dead. No expense

is spared by the Parsees in the construction of these towers of

silence, which are always placed on the tops of hills. According to the

testimony of some of the ablest medical men of England and America, who

have examined these burial grounds, the Parsee method of disposing of

the dead is the most sanitary that has ever been devised. It avoids even

the fumes that are given off in cremation of the dead. It is also cheap

and absolutely democratic, as the bones of the rich and poor mingle at

last in the well of the tower of silence.

There is nothing offensive to European taste in the towers of silence

except the vultures. These disgusting birds, like the Indian crow, are

protected because they are admirable scavengers. The Parsees see nothing

offensive in exposing their dead to these birds nor apparently does it

shock them that alien hands should bare the bodies of their beloved

dead; but to a foreigner both these aspects of Parsee burial are

repellant and no argument has any weight to counteract this sentiment.

Many sensational accounts of these Parsee burial rites have been

printed. Nearly every writer lays stress on the fact that pieces of the

dead bodies are dropped by the vultures within the grounds or in the

streets outside. This is an absurdity, as the vulture never rises on the

wing with any carrion--he eats it on the spot and he will not leave

until he is gorged to repletion. An effort was made several years ago to

remove these towers of silence on Malabar hill because of complaints

that fragments of corpses were found in the neighborhood. When two

competent medical experts investigated the matter they reported that

there was no foundation for the complaints. So the towers have remained

and thousands of Parsees have been borne to them for the last rites of

their creed.

[Illustration: PLATE XLI

One of the Main Gates to Government

House, Calcutta. This Gate is of Beautiful Proportions

and Has a Fine Lion. Government House is

Situated in a Fine Park of Six Acres]

[Illustration: PLATE XLII

A Street Scene in

Calcutta. The New

Building at the Right

Has a Staging of Bamboo.

On the Left is

the Burka Bazaar, One

of the Sights of India,

Each Dealer Having

a Small Shop of His

Own. The Goods Are

Classified As in An

American Department

Store]

[Illustration: PLATE XLIII

The Great Burning Ghat at Benares.

Here Are Four Funeral Pyres Arranged for Burning, the

Heads of the Corpses May Be Detected Among the

Wood. The Pyre in the Middle Foreground is

Partly Burned. Relatives Watch the Cremation

From the Temple Above]

[Illustration: PLATE XLIV

View of the Bathing

Ghats at Benares. Here

May Be Seen Natives

Bathing in Mother

Ganges, While Above

Are the Line of

Splendid Palaces and

Temples Built by the

Maharaja Princes]

[Illustration: PLATE XLV

A Holy Man of

Benares Under His

Umbrella. Each of

the Fakers at Benares

Has His Own Clientage,

But No One

Bathes Without

Yielding Tribute to

Some Holy Man]

[Illustration: PLATE XLVI

The Residency at

Lucknow. This, the

Most Impressive

Relic of the British

Mutiny In India,

Is Now Only a

Beautiful Ruin, But it

Recalls the Heroic

Defense Made By a

Handful of English

Against Hundreds

Of Natives. In Front

Is a Memorial Erected

by Lord Northbrook

to Loyal Native

Soldiers]

[Illustration: PLATE XLVII

Tomb of

Itmad-ul-Daulet

at Agra. This

Tomb Was Erected

in Honor of the

Prime Minister of the

Emperor Jahangir. It

Is of Carved and

Inlaid Marble and

Overlooks the Jumna

River]

[Illustration: PLATE XLVIII

The Mutiny Memorial

at Cawnpore. This

Memorial Was Erected

Over the Well Into

Which Were Thrown

the Bodies of One

Hundred and Twenty-Five

English Women and

Children, Butchered

By Order of the

Nana Sahib]

[Illustration: PLATE XLIX

Detail of Carving in the Jasmine Tower, Agra.

This View Gives a Good Idea of the Wonderful Work

in Marble Carving and the Inlaying of Precious

Stones, Which Makes This Little Pavilion

a Rival of the Taj]

[Illustration: PLATE L

The Jasmine Tower In

Agra Fort. This Is

a Marble Pavilion, the

Home of the Chief

Sultana, Overlooking

the Jumna River. The

Lattice Work Decoration

In Marble Is Remarkably

Beautiful]

[Illustration: PLATE LI

Snap-shot of a Jain

Family at Agra. Mr.

Upham's Camera

Caught This Woman

as She Peeked From

Behind the Curtain

of the Ekka, or

Native Cart]

[Illustration: PLATE LII

The Fort at Agra

Which Encloses Many

Palaces. This Fort

Has a Circuit of Over

a Mile, With Two

Octagonal Towers

of Red Sandstone.

Enclosed are Mosques

and Palaces Which

Rival the Taj In

Beauty of Design and

Richness of

Ornamentation]

[Illustration: PLATE LIII

Kutab Minar, the Arch and the Iron Pillar, near Delhi.

The Arch Formed Part of a Mosque built by Kutab, a Viceroy,

in 1193 A. D. The Pillar Stood in the Mosque and is of

Wrought Iron, Twenty-three Feet High. The Monument

is Two Hundred and Thirty-eight Feet High

With Three Hundred and Seventy-nine Steps]

[Illustration: PLATE LIV

Shah Jehan's Heaven

on Earth, Delhi.

The Diwan-i-Khas, or

Hall of Private

Audience, Is One of

the Most Richly

Decorated Buildings In

India. The Ceiling

Was Originally Silver.

Over the Two Outer

Arches Is the Persian

Inscription:

"If Heaven can be on

the face of the earth,

It is this, oh! it is this,

oh! it is this"]

[Illustration: PLATE LV

Street View In Delhi,

With the Juma

Mashid. This Shows

the Variety of Life

In Delhi Streets. The

Juma Mashid Is One of

the Finest of the

Mohammedan

Mosques]

[Illustration: PLATE LVI

A Parsee Tower of

Silence at Bombay. This

Shows One of the

Unique Burial Places

at Malabar Head,

Where Dead Bodies

Are Exposed. Vultures

Strip the Flesh From

the Bones In a

Few Minutes]

EGYPT, THE HOME

OF HIEROGLYPHS, TOMBS

AND MUMMIES

PICTURESQUE ORIENTAL LIFE AS SEEN IN CAIRO

The first impression of Cairo is bewildering. None of the Oriental

cities east of Port Said is at all like it in appearance or in street

life. The color, the life, the picturesqueness, the noises, all these

are distinctive. Kyoto, Manila, Hongkong, Singapore, Rangoon, Calcutta,

Bombay and Colombo--each has marked traits that differentiate it from

all other cities, but several have marked likenesses. Cairo differs from

all these in having no traits in common with any of them. It stands

alone as the most kaleidoscopic of cities, the most bizarre in its

mingling of the Orient and the Occident.

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