CHAPTER XIX.

Allahabad--Sacred Places--Kumbh Mela--Pilgrimages--Bathing in the

Ganges--Fakirs and Penitents--Sacred Rites--Superstitions.

Allahabad means the dwelling of God, and the Hindoos regard it as one of

the most sacred places of India. It is a city of one hundred and fifty

thousand inhabitants, and has a strong fortress with an English

garrison. It is the seat of the government of the north-western

provinces, and is situated on a point of land between the rivers Ganges

and Jumna, on the great Indian railroad, about five hundred and

sixty-five miles from Calcutta, and about the same distance from the Bay

of Persia.

In a tropical climate where rain seldom falls during nine months of the

year, it is quite natural that the people regard streams and rivers as

their greatest benefactors, and by means of the vivid imagination of the

South this sentiment has occasionally been developed into religious

worship and idolatry. In this manner the great Ganges, which flows

nearly through the entire length of India, has, since time immemorial,

been regarded as sacred, as have also all places where three rivers

meet. At Allahabad the Jumna meets the sacred Ganges, thus affording two

of the necessary conditions to make the place sacred, and it was easy

for the fertile imagination of the Brahmins to create the third, which

is said to consist in a spiritual current from above, pouring down

continually at the point where the Jumna and the Ganges meet and

mingle. It is claimed that this invisible river is very abundant,

especially in the month of Magh, from the middle of January to the

middle of February, but the most favorable period in this respect is

under the astronomical cycle Yuga, which occurs every twelfth year in

the month of Magh, and is called "Kumbh." This occurred in 1882, which

was therefore a very important year for the Hindoos.

To bathe in the Ganges always means a spiritual purification, and to

bathe there where the three rivers meet at Allahabad in the month of

Magh is a very sacred rite. Every good Hindoo endeavors, if possible, to

bathe at this place at least once during his lifetime; but to bathe

there during the Kumbh Mela, or the twelfth year's cycle, is the most

sacred act a Hindoo can perform, and such a bath is said to atone for

the greatest sins both of the bather and his nearest relatives, be they

living or dead. Out of the immense population of India, one hundred and

ninety millions profess the above faith. Being a very religious people

in their way, and testifying to their faith by their works, it is no

great wonder that Allahabad in the course of four weeks was visited by

nearly two million pilgrims, who came there only for the purpose of

bathing in the sacred river. Partly from curiosity and partly in order

to obtain reliable information, I also made a short pilgrimage to this

place.

[Illustration: INDIAN CART.]

I said that nearly two million people visited Allahabad during the Kumbh

Mela, which I attended. They came from all parts of India, men and

women, young and old, but especially the old, of all classes from the

beggar to the prince, of all castes from the despised coolie to the

haughty Brahmin. They came on crowded railroad trains, or on elephants,

camels, horses, asses, in ox-carts and in boats on the rivers, but most

of them on foot along roads and pathways, across fields and meadows, the

living ones carrying the ashes of the cremated bodies of their dead

relatives to throw them in the holy river. Many of them had traveled

great distances and been on the journey for months. Old men who did not

expect to return to their homes, but were in hopes of finding a grave in

the sacred waters, and had said good-bye to everything which bound them

to life; cripples and invalids expecting to be cured on the banks of the

Ganges, congregated in large numbers at this sacred place. Fanatical

penitents came crawling on hands and feet; holy Fakirs had measured the

way by the length of their own bodies for scores of miles. The penitent

Fakir who travels in this manner lies down on the ground with his head

toward the place of destination, makes a mark in the ground in front of

his head, and crawls forward the length of his body and lies down again

with the feet where he had his head before; a new mark, another movement

ahead, etc., and so he keeps on, one length of his body at a time, until

he reaches the holy river. During this journey the Fakir is surrounded

and followed by a large concourse of people who furnish him with food

and drink, and regard him as a saint. There are instances of men having

traveled over five hundred miles in this manner. Every day and hour the

crowd was increased by new arrivals, until the river banks, the fields

and roads swarmed with countless masses,--a most wonderful gathering.

Thousands of Brahmins offered their services to guide and bless the

pilgrims, most always for a valuable consideration; thousands of

peddlers sold small idols, flower wreaths, rosaries, and other sacred

objects at high prices; others peddled rice, fruit, thin bread and other

provisions, and thousands of barbers cut the hair and shaved the temples

of the pilgrims. There, in the shade of some mango trees a Hindoo prince

had gone into camp with his elephants, horses, soldiers and servants,

the retinue consisting of about two hundred people; and yonder in the

shadeless valley is a camp of a thousand or more Fakirs huddled

together. Many are entirely naked, others are protected by a few yards

of dirty cotton cloth, most of them sprinkled with ashes or dry clay,

their faces streaked in gray, red or yellow colors, and the hair done up

in the shape of a chignon and held together with wet clay; but although

presenting a picture of dire want in their persons they have in the camp

a large herd of costly elephants richly adorned with covers of satin and

velvet embroidered in gold, silver, precious stones and gems, proving

that their begging has not been in vain.

[Illustration: FAKIRS.]

On the river bank is the headquarters of the pilgrims from one of the

Southern provinces, and over yonder that of those from the North or

East. Everywhere is heard the noise of trading and bargaining, of

greeting and ecstacy, of laughter and astonishment, and of the moaning

and cries of the sick and suffering--indeed a regular pandemonium.

The February sun already shone scorchingly hot upon the low, shadeless

valley, the thermometer rising to 90 deg.. In the night, however, it was

unusually cold for that country, and most of the pilgrims being poor and

their clothing and food wretched, dangerous diseases began to break out

among the weak and exhausted. The terrible cholera claimed numerous

victims every day, many died from weakness and negligence, others again

perished through accidents on land and water, for nobody seemed to be

very particular about human life, since death just there was considered

so very desirable. Along the shores of the river flickered hundreds of

fires, at which the remains of the dead are burned to ashes and

scattered into the river by the officiating Brahmins, to the infinite

edification of the relatives of the dead.

The Hindoos are a very peaceful and loyal people, and willingly submit

to order and discipline. Thus designated groups were conducted to the

water at certain times and places, which was highly necessary, as

otherwise the strong would have trampled down and crushed the weak.

The first ceremony consists in shaving the head, or at least the front

part of it; the hair which is cut off ought to be offered to the Ganges,

but the barber smuggles most of it out of the way, to be sold in more

civilized countries. From the barber the pilgrim is turned over to the

care of the Brahmin, who leads him down into the river, under the

following ceremonies: The Brahmin repeats a Sanscrit formula which is

called "Sankalpa," and which states that "the pilgrim N. N. on the day

X. of the month Y., and in the year Z., takes his bath in the sacred

water for the purpose and intention of cleansing himself from all sins

and frailties," after which the pilgrim immerses himself several times

under the water and rinses his mouth with a handful of it, after a few

minutes returning to the shore where he is at once surrounded by

peddlers who offer him flowers, milk and lean cows or goats for sale at

an exorbitant price. He always buys the flowers and the milk and offers

them to the river, and, if he has sufficient money, he buys a cow or a

goat and offers it to the Brahmin; but if his means are too limited the

latter must be content with the few coins the pilgrim can spare. Most of

them, however, have brought a handsome offering to the Brahmin, because

they regard the duty toward him just as important as the duty toward the

river god.

Then follows the "Shiadda" ceremony, consisting of an offering of cake,

sugar, plums and dainties to the ghosts of their deceased relatives;

next a banquet is spread before the Brahmins, the sacred places of the

vicinity are visited, offerings are made at most of these, and a present

called "vidagi" is made to the Brahmin who has attended to the spiritual

wants of the giver.

And now the object of the long and arduous journey is accomplished, the

pilgrimage, "tisthayatra," is successfully performed, and the cleansed

sinner stands ready to begin a new record of sin. He has been plundered

of his last penny, and, if he succeeds in reaching his distant home,

his neighbors and friends will look up to him as an exceptionally happy

being, and his own soul is filled with the hope of temporal and eternal

bliss.

Those who have reaped the pecuniary benefits of the pilgrimage are the

Brahmins and Fakirs, the former through offerings and the latter through

begging. They have filled their coffers and collected large herds of

cattle, and now they can lead a gay and happy life until the next Mela,

when they will again try to fan the dying embers of enthusiasm into a

flame by sending emissaries all over India for the purpose of convincing

the credulous populace that it is greatly to be feared that the Ganges

will soon lose its power of salvation, and that therefore as many as

possible ought to come next time, which may be the last chance.

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