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_All-Over-the-World Library--Third Series_

ACROSS INDIA

OR

LIVE BOYS IN THE FAR EAST

BY

OLIVER OPTIC

AUTHOR OF "A MISSING MILLION" "A MILLIONAIRE AT SIXTEEN" "A YOUNG

KNIGHT-ERRANT" "STRANGE SIGHTS ABROAD" "AMERICAN BOYS

AFLOAT" "THE YOUNG NAVIGATORS" "UP AND DOWN

THE NILE" "ASIATIC BREEZES" AND UPWARDS

OF ONE HUNDRED OTHER VOLUMES

BOSTON

LEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERS

10 MILK STREET

1895

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TO

MY LONG-TRIED FRIEND OF MORE THAN FORTY YEARS,

WITH WHOM IN ALL THAT TIME,

I HAVE NOT HAD A BICKER OR A SHADOW OF UNPLEASANTNESS

THOUGH HE HAS BEEN MY SENIOR PUBLISHER FOR MORE

THAN AN ENTIRE GENERATION, AND TO WHOM

I HAVE NOT DEDICATED A BOOK

FOR THIRTY YEARS

WILLIAM LEE

This Volume

IS RESPECTFULLY AND CORDIALLY INSCRIBED BY HIS

FAITHFUL AND EVER GRATEFUL FRIEND

WILLIAM T. ADAMS

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PREFACE

"Across India" is the first volume of the third series of the

"All-Over-the-World Library," in which the voyage of the Guardian-Mother is

continued from Aden, where some important changes were made in the current

of events, including the disposal of the little steamer Maud, which figured

to a considerable extent in the later volumes of the library, though they

also comprehended the addition of another and larger consort to the ship,

in which the distinguished Pacha, as a reformed and entirely reconstructed

person, sails in company with the voyagers.

A few days out from the port of departure, a stirring event, a catastrophe

of the sea, adds three very important personages to the cabin passengers of

the Guardian-Mother, and affords two of the "live boys" an opportunity to

distinguish themselves in a work of humanity requiring courage and skill.

These additions to the company prove to be a very fortunate acquisition to

the party; for they are entirely familiar with everything in and relating

to India. They are titled individuals, two of the trio, who have not only

travelled all over the peninsula, but have very influential relations with

the officers of the government, and the native princes, rajahs, kings,

maharajahs, and nobles.

The commander, the professor, the surgeon, the young millionaire, and

others who have hitherto given the "talks" and lectures for the instruction

of the young people, and incidentally of the older ones also, find

themselves almost entirely relieved from duty in this direction by those

whom the ship's company have saved from inevitable death in the stormy

billows of the Arabian Sea. The gratitude of the two titled members of the

trio, and their earnest appreciation of the educational object of the long

voyage, induce them to make themselves very useful on board.

They do not confine themselves to the duty presented to them in "Conference

Hall;" but they are profuse, and even extravagant, in their hospitality,

becoming the hosts of the entire party, and treating them like princes in

the principal cities of India, in all of which they are quite at home. One

of the Hindu maharajahs proves to be an old friend of both of them, and the

party reside a week at his court; and the time is given up to the study of

manners and customs, as well as to hunting and the sports of the country.

Felix McGavonty, with Kilkenny blood in his veins, is firm in his belief

that he ought not to be afraid of snakes, and does for India a little of

what St. Patrick did completely for Ireland. The other "live boys," though

not so much inclined as the Milesian to battle with the cobra-de-capello,

have some experience in shooting tigers, leopards, deer, pythons,

crocodiles, and other game, though not enough to wholly satisfy their

natural enterprise.

The tour of the party is made by railroad in India, from Bombay, taking in

Lahore, Delhi, Agra, Cawnpoor, Lucknow, Benares, Calcutta, and by the

Guardian-Mother to Madras and Ceylon. On the way and in the cities the

titled conductors continue their "talks" and lectures about the places

visited, with as much of history as time would permit, including an epitome

of those great events in India, the Mutiny of the Sepoys, the "Black Hole,"

and other events of the past. The speakers were assisted by elaborate maps,

which the reader can find in his atlas. Statistics are given to some extent

for purposes of comparison. Brief notices of the lives of such men as

Bishop Heber, Sir Colin Campbell, Henry Havelock, and others are

introduced.

The party did not claim to have seen all there was of India; simply to have

obtained "specimen bricks" of the principal cities, with a fair idea of the

manners and customs of the people.

WILLIAM. T. ADAMS.

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CONTENTS

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CHAPTER I.

ABOUT FINDING THE LONGITUDE. 1

CHAPTER II.

THE WRECK IN THE ARABIAN SEA. 10

CHAPTER III.

A REVIEW OF THE PAST FOURTEEN MONTHS. 19

CHAPTER IV.

FIRST AND SECOND CUTTERS TO THE RESCUE. 30

CHAPTER V.

THE TITLED GENTLEMEN OF THE TRAVANCORE 40

CHAPTER VI.

THE GENERAL INTRODUCTION IN THE CABIN. 50

CHAPTER VII.

DR. FERROLAN'S EXPLANATION OF THE WRECK 60

CHAPTER VIII.

AN INTERVIEW IN THE CAPTAIN'S CABIN. 70

CHAPTER IX.

CONCERNING THE GEOGRAPHY OF INDIA. 80

CHAPTER X.

THE FLORA AND THE SNAKES OF INDIA 90

CHAPTER XI.

A PLEASANT DINNER-PARTY AT SEA 100

CHAPTER XII.

THE POPULATION AND PEOPLE OF INDIA 109

CHAPTER XIII.

LORD TREMLYN DISCOURSES MORE ABOUT INDIA 118

CHAPTER XIV.

SIR HENRY HAVELOCK AND THE MUTINY 128

CHAPTER XV.

ARRIVAL OF THE GUARDIAN-MOTHER AT BOMBAY 138

CHAPTER XVI.

A MULTITUDE OF NATIVE SERVANTS 148

CHAPTER XVII.

A HOSPITAL FOR THE BRUTE CREATION 158

CHAPTER XVIII.

A SNAKY SPECTACLE IN BOMBAY 168

CHAPTER XIX.

MORE SNAKES AND THE CAVES OF ELEPHANTA 178

CHAPTER XX.

A JUVENILE WEDDING AND HINDU THEATRICALS 187

CHAPTER XXI.

JUGGERNAUT AND JUGGLERS 197

CHAPTER XXII.

A MERE STATEMENT ABOUT BUDDHISM 207

CHAPTER XXIII.

THE UNEXAMPLED LIBERALITY OF THE HOSTS 217

CHAPTER XXIV.

THE RECEPTION OF THE MAHARAJAH AT BARODA 227

CHAPTER XXV.

FELIX MCGAVONTY BRINGS DOWN SOME SNAKES 237

CHAPTER XXVI.

THE MAGNIFICENT PROCESSION OF THE SOWARI 246

CHAPTER XXVII.

VARIOUS COMBATS IN THE GUICOWAR'S ARENA 256

CHAPTER XXVIII.

AT THE CAPITAL OF THE PUNJAB 266

CHAPTER XXIX.

THE WONDERFUL CITY OF DELHI 276

CHAPTER XXX.

THE MAGNIFICENT MAUSOLEUM OF AGRA 286

CHAPTER XXXI.

THE TERRIBLE STORY OF CAWNPORE AND LUCKNOW 296

CHAPTER XXXII.

MORE OF LUCKNOW, AND SOMETHING OF BENARES 306

CHAPTER XXXIII.

A STEAMER TRIP UP AND DOWN THE GANGES 316

CHAPTER XXXIV.

ALL OVER THE CITY OF CALCUTTA 327

CHAPTER XXXV.

A SUCCESSFUL HUNT IN THE SUNDERBUNDS 339

CHAPTER XXXVI.

THE PARTING FESTIVITIES ON THE HOOGLY 351

CHAPTER XXXVII.

THE FAREWELL TO CEYLON AND INDIA 367

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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

"HE WAS DRESSED IN THE MOST MAGNIFICENT ROBES OF INDIA" _Frontispiece_

"A READY SEAMAN SEIZED HIM BY THE ARM" 45

"MISS BLANCHE WAS WALKING THE DECK WITH LOUIS AND SIR MODARA" 90

"THE YOUNG MILLIONAIRE WALKED BY THE SIDE OF THE VEHICLE" 155

"SNAKES! SCREAMED MRS. BELGRAVE" 184

"HE SAW A HUGE COBRA DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF HIM" 242

"THE STRIPED BEAST WENT UP INTO THE AIR" 263

"CAPTAIN RINGGOLD BROUGHT DOWN ANOTHER" 349

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ACROSS INDIA

CHAPTER I

ABOUT FINDING THE LONGITUDE

"Well, Captain Scott, what is the run to-day?" asked Louis Belgrave, the

owner of the steam-yacht Guardian-Mother, which had at this date made her

way by a somewhat devious course half way round the world, and was in the

act of making the other half.

The young magnate was eighteen years old, and was walking on the promenade

deck of the steamer with a beautiful young lady of sixteen when he asked

for information in regard to the run, or the distance made by the ship

during the last sea-day.

"Before I answer your question, my dear Louis, I must protest against being

any longer addressed as captain, for I am not now entitled to that

honorable appellation," replied the young man addressed by the owner.

"Once a captain always a captain," replied Louis. "One who has been

a member of Congress is still an 'Honorable,' though his term of

office expired twenty or forty years ago. The worthy commander of the

Guardian-Mother was always called Captain Ringgold in Von Blonk Park and

New York, though he had not been in command of a ship for ten years,"

argued Louis.

"That's right; but the circumstances are a little different in my case. In

the first place, I am only eighteen years old, and my brief command was a

very small one, as the world goes. It hardly entitles me to be called

captain after I have ceased to be in command. In charge of the little Maud

I was the happiest young fellow on the Eastern Continent; but I am just as

happy now, for this morning I was formally appointed third officer of the

Guardian-Mother, at the wages paid to Captain Sharp when he had the same

position."

"I congratulate you, Mr. Scott," said Louis, grasping the hand of the new

officer, though he had been duly consulted in regard to the appointment the

day before.

"Permit me to congratulate you also, Mr. Scott," added Miss Blanche, as she

extended to him her delicate little hand.

"Thank you, Miss Woolridge," replied the new third officer, raising the

uniform cap he had already donned, and bowing as gracefully as a

dancing-master. "Thank you with all my heart, Louis. I won't deny that I

was considerably broken up when the Maud was sold; but now I am glad of it,

for it has given me a position that I like better."

"Now, Mr. Scott, what is the run for to-day?" asked Louis, renewing his

first question.

"I don't know," replied the third officer with a mischievous smile.

"You don't know!" exclaimed Louis.

"I do not, Louis."

"I thought all the officers, including the commander, took the observation,

and worked up the reckoning for the longitude. We got eight bells nearly an

hour ago, and the bulletin must have been posted by this time."

"It was posted some time ago. All the officers work up the reckoning; and I

did so with the others. The commander and I agreed to a second."

"What do you mean by saying you do not know the run?" demanded Louis.

"I do know the run; but that was not what you asked me," answered Scott

with the same mischievous smile.

"What did I ask you?"

"The first time you asked me all right, and I should have answered you if I

had not felt obliged to switch off and inform you and Miss Woolridge of my

new appointment. The second time you put it you changed the question."

"I changed it?" queried Louis.

"You remember that when Mrs. Blossom asked Flix where under the sun he had

been, he replied that he had not been anywhere, as it happened to be in the

evening, when the sun was not overhead."

"A quibble!" exclaimed Louis, laughing.

"Granted; but one which was intended to test your information in regard to

a nautical problem. You asked me the second time for the run of to-day for

the last twenty-four hours."

"And that was what I asked you the first time," answered Louis.

"I beg your pardon, but you asked me simply for the run to-day."

"Isn't that the same thing?"

"Will you please to tell me how many hours there are in a sea-day?" asked

Scott, becoming more serious.

"That depends," answered Louis, laughing. "You have me on the run."

"You will find that the bulletin signed by the first officer gives the run

as 330 miles; but the answer to your second question is 337 miles, about,"

added the third officer. "Just here the day is only twenty-three hours and

forty minutes long as we are running; and the faster we go the shorter the

day," continued the speaker, who was ciphering all the time on a card.

"I don't see how that can be," interposed Miss Blanche, with one of her

prettiest smiles.

"There is the lunch-bell; but I shall be very happy to explain the matter

more fully later in the day, Miss Woolridge, unless you prefer that Louis

should do it," suggested Scott.

"I doubt if I could do it, and I should be glad to listen to the

explanation," replied Louis, as they descended to the main cabin; for the

new third officer was permitted to retain his place at the table as well as

his state-room.

The commander had suggested that there was likely to be some change of

cabin arrangements; for it was not in accordance with his ideas of right

that the third officer should be admitted to the table, while the first and

second were excluded; and Louis was very desirous that his friend Scott

should remain in the cabin. The repasts on board the steamer were social

occasions, and the party often sat quite an hour at the table, as at the

present luncheon. But as soon as the company left their places, Louis and

Miss Blanche followed the third officer to the promenade deck, to hear the

desired explanation of sea-time.

"Of course you know how the longitude of the ship is obtained, Miss

Woolridge?" the young officer began.

"Papa explained it to me once, but I could not understand it," replied the

fair maiden.

"Then we will explain that first. One of the great circles extending

through the poles is called the prime meridian; and any one may be

selected, though that of Greenwich has been almost universally adopted.

This place is near London. From this prime meridian longitude is

calculated, which means that any given locality is so many degrees east

or west of it. Sandy Hook is in longitude 74°, or it is that number of

degrees west of Greenwich. Aden is in 45° east longitude."

"Then you find how many miles it is by multiplying the number of degrees

by 69," suggested Miss Blanche.

"You have forgotten about knots, or sea-miles," said Louis.

"So I have! I should have said multiply by 60," added the young lady.

"That would not do it any better," replied Scott.

"Degrees of latitude are always the same for all practical purposes; but

degrees of longitude are as--

'Variable as the shade

By the light quivering aspen made,'"

continued the third officer, who was about to say "as a woman's mind;"

but he concluded that it was not quite respectful to the lovely being

before him.

"What a poetical sea-monster you are, Mr. Scott!" exclaimed Miss Blanche

with a silvery laugh.

"I won't do so any more," Scott protested, and then continued his

explanation. "Degrees of longitude vary from nothing at the poles, up to

69.07 statute, or 60 geographical or sea-miles, at the equator. We are

now in about 15° north latitude; and a degree of longitude is 66.65

statute miles, or 57.9855 sea-miles, near enough to call it 58. By the

way, Louis, multiply the number of statute miles by .87, and it gives

you the sea-miles. Divide the knots by the same decimal, and it gives

the statute miles."

"I will try to remember that decimal as you have done," replied Louis.

"Now, Mr. Scott, don't open Bowditch's Navigator to us, or talk about

projection,' 'logarithms,' 'Gunter,' and 'inspection;' for I am not capable

of understanding them, for my trigonometry has gone to the weeping

willows."

"Talk to us in English, Mr. Scott," laughed Miss Blanche.

"Let us go up to Conference Hall, where there is a table," said the third

officer, as he produced a book he had brought up from his state-room. He

led the way to the promenade, where he spread out a chart in the "Orient

Guide," which had twenty-six diagrams of a clock, one at the foot of every

fifteen degrees of longitude. At this point the commander came upon the

promenade.

"Formerly the figures on a timepiece in Italy, and perhaps elsewhere, went

up to twenty-four, instead of repeating the numbers up to twelve; and these

diagrams are constructed on that plan," continued Scott.

"An attempt has been made to re-establish this method in our own country. I

learned once from a folder that a certain steamer would leave Detroit at

half-past twenty-two; meaning half-past ten. But the plan was soon

abandoned," interposed the captain.

"Aden, from which we sailed the other day, is in longitude 45° east. Every

degree by meridians is equal to four minutes of clock-time. Multiply the

longitude by four, and the result in minutes is the difference of time

between Greenwich and Aden, 180 minutes, or three hours. When it is noon at

Greenwich, it is three o'clock at Aden, as you see in the diagram before

you."

"Three o'clock in the morning, Mr. Scott?" queried the commander.

"In the afternoon, I should have added. Going east the time is faster, and

_vice versa_," continued the young officer. "At our present speed our

clocks must be put about twenty minutes ahead, for a third of an hour has

gone to Davy Jones's locker."

"I understand all that perfectly," said Miss Blanche with an air of

triumph.

"You will be a sea-monster before you get home. The sirens were beautiful,

and sang very sweetly," added Scott jocosely.

"They were wicked, and I don't want to be one. But I do not quite

understand how you found out what time it was at noon to-day," added the

young lady.

"For every degree of longitude sailed there is four minutes' difference of

clock-time," Scott proceeded. "You know that a chronometer is a timepiece

so nicely constructed and cared for, that it practically keeps perfect

time. Meridians are imaginary great circles, and we are always on one of

them. With our sextants we find when the centre of the sun is on the

celestial meridian corresponding to the terrestrial one; and at that

instant it is noon where we are. Then we know what time it is. We compare

the time thus obtained with that indicated by the chronometer, and find a

difference of four hours."

"I see it all!" exclaimed the fair maiden, as triumphantly as though she

had herself reasoned out the problem. "Four hours make 240 minutes, and

four minutes to a degree gives 60° as the longitude.

"Quite correct, Miss Woolridge," added Scott approvingly.

"If I could only take the sun, I could work up the longitude myself," the

little beauty declared.

"You have already taken the son," replied Scott; but he meant the son of

Mrs. Belgrave, and he checked himself before he had "put his foot in it;"

for Louis would have resented such a remark.

"I have seen them do it, but I never took the sun myself," protested the

maiden.

The sea had suddenly begun to make itself felt a few hours before, and a

flood of spray was cast over the promenade, which caused the party to

evacuate it, and move farther aft. It was the time of year for the

north-east monsoons to prevail, and the commander had declared that the

voyage would probably be smooth and pleasant all the way to Bombay. It did

not look much like it when the ship began to roll quite violently.

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