CHAPTER VIII.

_The temple of Sumboonath--View from the platform of the temple--The

valley of Nepaul and its resources--Tradition respecting it--Entrance of

the Prime Minister into Katmandu--The two kings--A brilliant reception_.

The temple of Sumboonath, which we next visited, is situated on the

summit of a woody eminence; it is approached by a long flight of steps,

the trouble of ascending which is amply compensated by the lovely view

which the platform of the temple commands, as well as by an inspection of

the curious construction of the building itself.

Sumboonath is looked upon as one of the oldest temples in Nepaul, and was

erected, according to Kirkpatrick, when Nepaul was ruled by a race of

Thibetians; its possession was at one time claimed by the Dalai Lama, or

Sovereign Pontiff of H'Lassa, but he has since been obliged to abandon

the claim.

The Dagoba resembles the temple of Bhood, but is only about half its

size; the spire is covered with plates of copper, gilt. It is surrounded

by pagodas, as well as numerous more modern shrines of a bastard Hindoo

class, to which Bhootyas and Bhamas, a tribe of Newars, resort in great

numbers. Occasionally the Ghorkas visit these shrines; the thunderbolt

of Indra, which is here exhibited, being, I suppose, the object of

attraction to them, as they pride themselves on being orthodox Hindoos.

This collection of temples is surrounded by rickety old houses, inhabited

by Bhootyas and priests. All around small images sit upon wet stones,

holding in their hands everlasting tapers, and look out of their niches

upon the dirty worshippers who smother them with faded flowers. Turning

our backs upon these little divinities, we obtained the first panoramic

view we had yet had of the valley and city of Katmandu.

The valley is of an oval shape; its circumference is nearly 50 miles, and

the hills by which it is enclosed vary from one to two thousand feet in

height. Sheopoorie, the most lofty of these, is clothed to the summit

with evergreen jungle, and rises abruptly behind the town. Behind it the

fantastically shaped Jib Jibia shows its craggy summit thickly powdered

with snow, while the still loftier Gosain-Than, at a distance of about 30

miles, rears its ever white and glittering peak to a height of 25,000

feet, and seems majestically to preside over this glorious scene.

The town of Katmandu, situated at the junction of the Bhagmutty and

Bishmutty, and containing a population of 50,000 inhabitants, lay spread

at our feet, and we could discern the passengers on the narrow fragile-

looking bridges which span the two rivers, at this time containing

scarcely any water. Innumerable temples, Bhuddist and Hindoo, and

mixtures of both, occupied hillocks, or were situated near the sacred

fonts or groves with which the valley abounds, and which adds much to the

beauty of its appearance. The number of the edifices affords strong

proof of the superstition of the people, and warrants the remark of

Colonel Kirkpatrick, who says that there seem to be in Nepaul as many

shrines as houses, and as many idols as inhabitants.

A tradition is current in Nepaul that the valley of Katmandu was at some

former period a lake, and it is difficult to say in which character it

would have appeared the most beautiful. The knolls, wooded or terraced,

with romantic old Newar towns crowning their summits,--the five rivers of

the valley winding amongst verdant meadows,--the banks here and there

precipitous, where the soft clayey soil had yielded to the action of the

torrent in the rains,--the glittering city itself,--the narrow paved ways

leading between high hedges of prickly pear,--the pagodas and temples

studded in all directions, presented a scene as picturesque and perhaps

more interesting than would have been afforded by the still lake embedded

in wild mountains, and frowned upon by snow-capped peaks; while the

richly cultivated knolls in the valley formed fertile islands, the

luxuriant vegetation of which would have softened the scene into one of

exquisite beauty.

Whether the rich and wonderfully prolific soil of the valley is the

alluvial deposit of this lake, I cannot say, but there is no doubt that,

whatever may be the cause, the valley of Nepaul is almost unrivalled in

its fertility, supporting as it does in comfort and plenty a population

of 400,000 inhabitants, being 300 persons to the square mile.

There is not, I conceive, any other mountainous country in the world that

can boast of possessing so favoured a spot. Throughout its whole length

and breadth, not a stone is to be found: it is well watered; its

temperature is delightful, the thermometer in the hottest month seldom

reaches 75 degrees, in the coldest never falls below 30 degrees; it is

sufficiently near the tropics to rejoice in the presence of the warm

bright sun even in the depth of winter, while the proximity of the ever

snow-capped "Himaleh" prevents the heat being too severely felt in the

middle of summer. It rarely freezes in the valley, and never snows,

although the hills around, some of which do not exceed 1000 feet, are

frequently powdered.

It is impossible to conceive a more enjoyable climate, and the numerous

productions of which the valley can boast betoken its genial influences.

I am sorry that I cannot from my own observation testify to the rich

variety of its vegetable productions, as the time of year during which I

was in Nepaul was unfavourable, but many English forest-trees flourish

here,--amongst them, oaks, chestnuts, and pines; rhododendrons also

abound, and I observed almost every species of English fruit-tree: in the

residency garden all the European vegetables are raised to perfection.

But to return from this digression on the advantages of soil and climate

which the valley possesses. The lovely view before us comprised in a

glance the grand and majestic scenery of the mountains, with the softer

but still animating view of the luxuriant plain, bearing evidence of that

large and industrious population whose habitations were so picturesquely

grouped throughout it.

We had not nearly satisfied our desire to gaze upon so much that was new

and interesting, when we were informed by our attendants that the

astrologers had announced the auspicious moment at which the Minister

Sahib, or, as we must now call him, Jung Bahadoor Comaranagee, should

leave the camp outside the city walls and make an imposing entry into

Katmandu.

This lucky hour was now close at hand; and as the entrance of the prime

minister into the capital was a scene not to be lost, we hurried down to

be in time for the ceremony of his reception.

In a few moments we were rattling in one of the only carriages in Nepaul

over one of the only carriage-roads of which it can boast, and soon

reached the bridge, near which was pitched a spacious tent. On our way

we passed a square lined with soldiers, and the streets were crowded with

a motley population, such as it would be vain to endeavour to describe,

but which increased in density as we approached the centre of attraction,

near which we were obliged to leave the carriage, and were conducted

between rows of soldiers by various members of the royal household, each

of us being led by the hand in the most affectionate manner. My

conductor was a brother of Jung Bahadoor's, who distinguished himself

about a week afterwards by a base attempt to assassinate the minister. I

was unfortunate in my friends in other instances besides this: one old

man, who had accompanied the minister to Europe, and was an especial ally

of mine on board ship, was implicated in the same vile plot against the

life of the man towards whom he had every reason to feel gratitude, if

such a sentiment is known amongst Orientals. Poor old Kurbeer Kutrie was

a venerable-looking dignified old man, bigoted to an excess, and

thoroughly disgusted with his trip to the land of the beef-eaters, though

he could not but admit that what he saw was wonderful! The ignominious

punishment which was inflicted upon him for his share in the conspiracy,

and by which he lost caste, was doubtless more severely felt by him than

death would have been. Not that it signifies in the least in Nepaul

whether a man is a fratricide or prefers making away with more distant

relatives. If you do not associate with assassins, you must give up the

pleasures of Nepaul society. Among the natives assassination is not

looked upon as a crime, but as a matter of course; the minister, however,

with those of his suite who accompanied him on his recent mission, have

become more enlightened in this respect, and have found to their

astonishment that indiscriminate murder is not the usual mode adopted in

the civilized world for bringing about political changes or accomplishing

private ends.

Jung Bahadoor, no doubt, now wishes that more of the Durbar had made the

same trip, and profited by it in like manner, since the custom above

alluded to must be highly inconvenient to him, more particularly since he

has eight brothers, most of whom cast a longing eye towards the

premiership; a man's chance of filling this office not depending upon his

power "to form a ministry," so much as upon his accuracy in taking aim

and his skill in seizing any opportunity offered by his rival of showing

his dexterity in a manner more personal than pleasant. Jung Bahadoor may

well exclaim, "Save me from my brothers!" Already has one of them

attempted his life; but the Minister has learned mercy in England, and,

to the astonishment of every one, Budreenath Sing and his fellow

conspirators are only banished for life. It is said that the minister

resisted all the representations of his friends as to the propriety of

executing the conspirators, by the argument of "What would the 'Times'

say?"--which must have appeared to the majority of the members of the

Nepaul Durbar to be a very extraordinary reason for leniency.

Bum Bahadoor had acted as prime minister during the absence of his

brother in England, and had just learnt to value the possession of power

when the return of the minister put an end to his short-lived greatness,

and he would have sunk at once into comparative insignificance, had not

Jung, who knew enough of human nature to guess the sentiments of a man in

such a position, judiciously gilded the pill by making him Commander-in-

Chief of the Forces.

Grasping the friendly hand of my conductor, in happy ignorance of his

fratricidal intentions, I followed immediately behind the Minister, whose

return to Nepaul, after he had encountered the perils of land and sea,

and paid a visit to the Queen of the greatest country in the world, not

even excepting China, was a matter of so much importance, that the Rajah

himself came from his palace to the spot where we were now assembled, to

meet one who had been favoured with an interview with so mighty a

monarch, and who had in his possession the letter from her majesty of

England to his majesty of Nepaul. We were, therefore, prepared to see

the king seated on a divan, and arrayed in gorgeous attire; but who the

old gentleman was who was sitting with most perfect sang froid next him

on his elevated seat, I was at a loss to conceive. Whoever he was, he

seemed most perfectly at home, and I found on inquiry it was natural he

should be so, for the old man was sitting on his own throne, which had

been usurped by his son, he having been dethroned on the score of

imbecility. Such being the case, why he was allowed to occupy the place

he did was inexplicable, unless it were to prove that he really was unfit

to sit upon the throne alone, since he was content to share it upon grand

occasions with his son, whenever this latter precocious young gentleman,

who was, as it were, the representative of "Young Nepaul," chose to give

his venerable father a treat.

But it would be useless to speculate on the cause of this proceeding,

since it is impossible ever to understand, and hopeless to attempt to

discover, the motives or secret springs which actuate a native Durbar;

and no doubt Jung himself, who is the real manager of everything, had

some good reason for the present double occupancy of the throne. It

struck me that it would answer one purpose at any rate: it would show the

people that the young king looked as imbecile as the old one, while his

countenance was far less prepossessing, as he seemed only to have just

sense enough to be able to gratify the brutal and sensual passions to

which he is a prey; whether the stories of wholesale executions of slaves

taking place in his court-yard merely for his amusement are true or not,

I cannot say, but he looked capable of any wickedness, and, though not

more than twenty-two or twenty-three years old, had already rivalled the

atrocities of Nero. His countenance was not unlike those depicted on the

walls of Indian towns, with the same large staring eyes, thin twisted

moustache, sensual lips, and thick bull neck. His dress was handsome,

and his jewels were magnificent; but in dress, in carriage, and in

dignity of manner, the prime minister was unquestionably the most

distinguished-looking man in Durbar. He wore a magnificent robe of white

silk embroidered with gold, and tight pantaloons of rich brocade, which

set off his slim figure to advantage; his turban was a mass of sparkling

diamonds, and his whole person seemed loaded with jewels. His sturdy

body-guard, all armed with double-barrelled rifles, stood close behind

his chair, and were the only soldiers in the tent; the nonchalant way in

which he addressed the rajah, with folded arms and unbended knee,

betokened the unbounded power he possesses in the state. Perhaps it is

not very politic in him to arrogate so much to himself in a land where

every man's hand is against him, in proportion as he is feared by every

one from his majesty downwards.

On each side of the tent stood a row of grandees of the realm, amongst

whom the eight brothers of Jung Bahadoor held conspicuous places, while

kasies and sirdars continued the line, until they were lost in the crowd

of minor officers.

The blaze of jewels, and the glitter of gold and silver, were calculated

to strike an European spectator with astonishment, and he might well be

startled at so magnificent a display in a highland court.

I observed a few English and French uniforms, covered with a great deal

more of gold and silver lace than they were entitled to; all which gaudy

array was the more striking to me when I remembered that I had on a plaid

shooting-coat and felt hat. I had no opportunity of explaining to his

majesty that plaid shooting-coats and felt hats are the court costume in

England, but no doubt he thought it all correct. It is, moreover, the

prerogative of Englishmen to sit in the presence of Oriental potentates

with their hats on, which prevented my secreting my shabby old wide-awake

as I had intended.

As I sat next but one to the minister, I was under the immediate

protection of the rifles and pistols, which latter implements protruded

in a most formidable manner from the belts of the body-guard. As various

Nepaulese nobles of doubtful politics sat in front of his Excellency, he

felt these gentlemen-at-arms were peculiarly valuable additions to his

retinue, as being ready to act either on the offensive or defensive at a

moment's notice. Everything, however, went off with the most perfect

harmony; a few compliments were exchanged between himself and his

sovereign, and the meeting broke up after the usual ceremony of giving

and receiving pawn. This consisted in the presentation by both the

kings, to every stranger present, of a small pyramidal packet of leaves,

which, when opened by the favoured recipient, was found to contain a few

other leaves, stuck together by slimy substances, of unpleasant

appearance and aromatic odour. Fortunately, you were not compelled to

partake of this in the presence of the royal donor, and means were found

to dispose of it slily on leaving his majesty's audience-chamber.

As we were driving back to the Residency, it struck me that the history

of a man who, at so early an age, had raised himself from being an ensign

in the army to the powerful position which the grand display at his

reception had just proved him to hold in his own country, would be

interesting, if it were possible to gain any information on the subject

that could be relied upon. I therefore determined to collect the best

that it was in my power to obtain; and the following particulars,

gathered partly from himself, and partly from one who has had many

opportunities of becoming acquainted with his history, form, I believe, a

trustworthy account of a career which, from its tragic nature, is

invested with a thrilling interest, while it faithfully portrays the

eventful changes usually attending the life of an Oriental statesman.

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