CHAPTER XVI.

_Journey to Lucknow--Nocturnal disasters--View of the

Himalayas--Wild-beast fights--Banquet given by the King of Oudh--Grand

display of fireworks--Our return to cantonments_.

Unquestionably the pleasures of travelling cannot be said to be

altogether unalloyed--a consideration which the journey from Segowly to

Lucknow irresistibly forced upon our minds, how determined soever we

might be to adhere to the traveller's first principle of making the best

of everything. We left the station about dusk, upon a night in which the

elements seemed to have combined to cause us as much discomfort as

possible, and the violence of the storm about midnight compelled us to

take shelter in every tope of trees we came to, or, as it appeared to me,

wherever the bearers thought we stood a good chance of being struck by

the lightning which was vividly flashing in most unpleasant proximity.

The deluge of rain soon made the path so slippery that our progress was

much retarded, which would not have signified had it not happened that

every now and then my slumbers were most disagreeably disturbed by a

crash which flattened my nose against the side of the palanquin, or

produced a violent shock to every part of my body, the effect of a slip

of some unhappy bearer who was himself on the broad of his back, and had

brought down the palanquin, bearers and all, in his tumble.

This occurred to me no less than five times in one night, and the

consequence was that my palanquin was in even a worse condition than my

body; it did not possess a single uncracked panel, nor were there any

means of keeping the doors in, far less closed, and the cooling influence

of the rain which pelted upon me was only counteracted by the feverish

anxiety I experienced from the momentary expectation of feeling the

bottom give way, which would have inevitably landed me in the mud in a

most deplorable condition--as had been the case with every book or other

loose article about me.

Daylight, however, revealed a prospect which banished at once the

remembrance of our nocturnal annoyances. The whole of the Himalayan

range, tinged by the glowing rays of the rising sun, displayed to our

delighted and astonished gaze its long and majestic line of snowy peaks,

while the atmosphere, cleared by the night's heavy rain, brought out in

bold relief the sharp outline of every point and angle from the clear

horizon-line of the various summits down to where the light morning haze

still shrouded their base.

Unobscured by intervening mountains, and towering high above a sea of

mist, well may they impress with wonder and admiration the traveller

journeying over the plains of India, as he beholds them for the first

time; nor could I, familiar as they were to me, withdraw my gaze until

the increasing power of the sun rendered the atmosphere more hazy, and

gradually veiled this glorious picture from my view, as if it were too

precious to be exhibited for any length of time.

The journey to Goruckpore occupied us two nights and a day of incessant

travelling over a flat but cheerful-looking wheat country. It is a

pretty little station, containing a regiment and a few civilians, and is

situated on the banks of the Rapti, our old Nepaulese acquaintance under

a very different face.

The Gograh, which we crossed the following morning, is the boundary that

divides the British territory from that of his Majesty of Oudh; and

Fyzabad was the first town in his dominions at which we halted. Situate

about six miles from the river, it is approached by a narrow muddy lane

which winds among numbers of squalid huts, while a considerable

sprinkling of handsome mosques and minarets showed the predominance of

Mahomedanism in the country in which we were now travelling; but they all

seemed falling to decay, and were inhabited chiefly by Hindoo monkeys,

who lazily inspected one another on the sunny corners of some ruined

temple, or chased each other irreverently through the sacred groves.

Fyzabad was formerly the capital; but the seat of government was changed

to Lucknow at the accession of Azof-up Dowlah in 1775.

We were not sorry, after spending another twenty-four hours in our

rickety palanquins, to see the massive mosques and lofty minarets of

Lucknow looming in the distance, while handsome buildings in varied

styles of architecture gave to this city a handsome and more imposing

appearance than any I had yet visited in the provinces of India.

We had been so much delayed by the weather, that we missed seeing the

wild-beast fight, which was just concluded as we entered the town. This

was not so much to be regretted however, since, from all we heard, it had

on this occasion proved a tame affair, though it is often most exciting.

The fight between the buffalo and tiger seemed to have caused most

interest, but the unfair practice of blunting the horns of the buffalo

was not congenial to the fair-play feelings of the British portion of the

community. Those who have witnessed a combat between a hyaena and a

donkey, however, say that it exceeds in its ludicrous interest any other

of these animal encounters; the donkey (as is natural) possesses the

sympathies of the spectators, and usually comes off victorious.

His Majesty had prepared a grand entertainment for the evening, whither,

in company with my kind host, the Assistant Resident, I was by no means

sorry to repair--for the King of Oudh is necessarily associated in one's

mind with exquisite sauces and viands, and we promised ourselves a first-

rate dinner after our tedious journey.

The street leading to the palace was brilliantly illuminated, as was also

the palace itself, while the view from the reception-rooms was most

unique. The glare of lamps lighted up a square, in which was a garden

fitted with the grotesque frames of the various fireworks of the evening.

Birds and beasts of all descriptions were there, waiting to be let off.

Meantime, extraordinary equipages came driving up in rapid succession;

the magnificent coach-and-six of the King was followed by the

unpretending buggy of the bold subaltern, while natives of high degree

descended from gorgeously attired elephants, or sprang lightly off their

prancing Arabs: the varied costumes of the different guests as they

passed under a blaze of lamps added not a little to the brilliancy and

novelty of the scene.

The court-yard behind contained a large tank, in which the reflection of

hundreds of lamps glittered brightly. Servitors, soldiers, and officers

of his _Condimental_ Majesty's household, filled every available portion

of the yard. The spacious reception and banqueting rooms were crowded to

excess, and smelt like a perfumer's shop in which, by some accident, all

the bottles had been left uncorked; while brilliantly-attired natives

scratched past you, glittering with jewels, and _chevaux de frise_ of

sharp gold tinsel.

At last the King made his appearance, and the guests all jostled into

chairs as best they might. My position, almost immediately opposite his

Majesty, afforded me ample opportunity of inspecting the quantity and

quality of the jewels with which his person was absolutely loaded, and

which I had never seen equalled in magnificence: a rope of pearls,

passing over one shoulder, was tied in a knot at his waist, from which

the costly ends negligently depended; his turban and breast were covered

with diamonds and other precious stones; and it was a matter of wonder

that he did not sink under the heat of the room, combined with the extent

of mineral productions he carried on his person. But the jewels, though

worthy of great attention, did not possess nearly so much interest in my

eyes as did the mode by which he renovated the burly form that they

adorned. On one side of him stood the bearer of his magnificently

jewelled hookah, on the other the bearer of the royal spoon, the contents

of which he was already wistfully surveying as it was mixed up by the

skilful feeder into the form and consistency that his Majesty loved, and

put, as a nurse would put pap, into his Majesty's mouth, which was then

carefully wiped by another man, who, I presume, is called the "wiper,"

and who was succeeded in his turn of duty by the hookah-bearer, who

gently inserted the mouthpiece between the royal lips, in order that his

Majesty might fill up, by a puff of the fragrant weed, the time required

for the preparation of another spoonful. This routine of feeding,

wiping, and smoking was only varied when the King slowly licked his lips,

which he did in a dignified manner, and with a reproachful look at the

wiper, whereat the wiper might be observed to tremble: poor wiper! I dare

say that, if his Majesty finds it necessary to lick his lips thrice in

one meal, it is equivalent to signing poor wiper's death-warrant. But

his Majesty was not the only person that licked his lips; I found myself

repeatedly doing the same, but it was with the feelings of a hungry hound

as he envies a more fortunate member of the pack the possession of a

juicy bone. Though the royal table groaned with viands, and though I was

famishing, there was nothing but sponge-cake that any but a madly

imprudent person could have ventured on. The cold cutlets, fried in

rancid lard, rise up before me now, an unpleasant vision of the past; and

I distinctly remember the mingled disgust and horror which I felt while

breaking the crust of yellowish tallow to help a gallant young officer

near me, who must have endured the privations of a Sutlej campaign to

enable him to eat it.

At last we discovered some drinkable champagne, and drank her Majesty's

health with all the honours; after which we paid a similar compliment to

his Majesty of Oudh, while all the grandees of the realm--who, sitting on

chairs like ourselves, lined one side of the long range of tables, and

seemed enveloped in a blaze of glistening jewels--looked as if they

thought it all a very disrespectful proceeding.

There was a very loud band that played "God save the Queen," and two or

three very discordant singing women, who sang what I suppose was an Ode

upon Sauce, as being the Oudh national anthem. At length dinner was

over, and immediately there was a rush to the windows to see the

fireworks, which seemed to be all let off at once, so that it was

impossible to distinguish anything but a universal twisting and whirling,

and fizzing and cracking; and an elephant looked very brilliant for a

moment, and then went off through his eyes with a bang, and was no

more;--sham men exploded; and real men jumped into sparkling, crackling

flames; and rockets and fire-balloons went up; so that, if the lessee of

Vauxhall or Cremorne could let off or send up half as many things as were

let off and went up on this occasion in the court-yard of the Lucknow

Durbar, he would make a fortune. At last everything that had not gone in

some other direction went out; the King stood at the top of the stairs,

and those who were presented, after receiving tinsel necklaces from the

hands of royalty, passed down stairs, and the guests went away by

whatever means of conveyance they might possess--a very motley and

somewhat noisy party. The mode which we made use of to return to

cantonments, a distance of four miles, was rather singular, not to be

recommended except on an emergency: the carriages seemed to have

decreased in proportion as the number of guests had multiplied, and in

some unaccountable manner many of us were left to accomplish our return

as best we could. It was in vain that we attempted to persuade the seven

occupants of a buggy to receive us among them--we met with a stern

refusal. It was useless to supplicate a number of rich Baboos, on a

handsome elephant, to help us in our difficulties; the rich Baboos

laughed, and told us we might get up behind, if we liked. And so all

that brilliant throng went whirling back to cantonments, and we were left

disconsolately standing in the court-yard, with the probability of having

to trudge home. This was not to be thought of for a moment, and we had

just arrived at a pitch of desperation when a handsome carriage, with the

blinds all up, and drawn by a pair of high-stepping horses, came rattling

toward us. Not a moment was to be lost; we rushed frantically forward

and ordered an immediate halt. In vain did the venerable coachman and

determined-looking servant intimate to us that the carriage was his

Majesty's; his Majesty, we assured them, was still carousing in his

palace: so, depositing them both in the interior, without loss of time we

mounted the box, and a moment after the high-stepping horses were dashing

along the road to cantonments in brilliant style. We looked

contemptuously down into the buggy, still clung to by its seven

occupants, and galloped at a startling pace past the jocose Baboos, very

much to the annoyance of their sedate elephant. On arriving at the

cantonments we liberated his Majesty's domestics, and, ordering them to

be careful how they heated his high-caste Arabs on their way back, we

adjourned to a repast, to which the King's dinner had not incapacitated

us from doing ample justice.

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