CHAPTER XXXII.

Although the mind would ordinarily reject sympathy with the joys or

sorrows of a murderer like Ameer Ali, one so deeply stained with crime

of the most revolting nature, yet for the moment I was moved to see,

that after the lapse of nearly twenty years by his account, the simple

mention of the death of his favourite child could so much affect him,

even to tears, and they were genuine. I leave others to speculate

on the peculiar frame of the Thug's mind, how this one feeling of

tenderness escaped being choked by the rank guilt that had sprung up

around it, and will pursue my relation of his adventures.

Sahib, he said, why should I now trouble you with an account of my

miserable meeting with my loved Azima? You can picture it to yourself.

Our souls had been bound up in that boy, and it was long ere we could

bring ourselves to submit to the blow which the hand of Alla had

inflicted. But the poignancy of the grief passed away, and our girl,

growing up in beauty, occupied our thoughts and engaged our care and

attention.

Some time after we returned, my father one day came to me, and with

concern on his countenance declared there was a rumour that we were

suspected, and that he thought our village was no longer a safe abode

for us. We could risk nothing; there might or might not be truth in the

report, but it was our duty to secure a safe asylum; and accordingly he

and I set out to make a tour of the different states as yet independent

of the English, and to find out whether any of their rulers would allow

us a residence on payment of a fixed tribute, such as our fraternity

had used to pay to Sindia's government when our village belonged to

that prince. We accordingly departed, and after visiting many rulers in

Bundelkund (for we were averse to going farther from our home), we were

received by the Rajah of Jhalone, and were introduced to him by Ganesha

Jemadar, who was under his protection, and who made him handsome

returns from the booty he collected for his friendly conduct.

Our negotiation was a long one: the Rajah was fearful for some time

of the consequences of harbouring us, or pretended to be so in order

to enhance the favour he was conferring; but we distributed bribes

plentifully to his attendants and confidential servants, and at last

succeeded in our object. We were to pay a tax of three hundred rupees

a year to his government, present him with anything rare or valuable

we might pick up, and, to preserve appearances, my father agreed

to farm three villages situated a short distance from his capital.

The whole concluded by our presenting to him one of the strings of

pearls we had taken on the last expedition, my own beautiful sword,

and other articles, valued at nearly five thousand rupees. When we

were thus mutually satisfied, my father and some of the men remained

behind, while I and the rest returned to our village, to bring away our

families.

I confess I left our home with regret; many, many happy days had been

passed there, and we were beloved by the villagers, to whom we had

endeared ourselves by our inoffensive conduct. We were now to seek

a new country, and form new ties and connections--a disagreeable

matter under any circumstances. But my father's wisdom had saved us.

The information the English officers had obtained--Alla only knows

how--was correct. In a very few months after we were settled in our new

abode, we heard that the whole Purgunna of Murnae had been attacked,

village by village. Many of the best and bravest of the Thugs had died

defending their homes; the survivors had fled, routed and utterly

disorganized, and had taken refuge with those who had made previous

settlements as we had done.

For my own part, so long as my money lasted I was in no humour to

expose myself to fresh risks. I had too attained the highest rank

possible among Thugs, for I had been declared a Soobehdar immediately

upon my return from the last expedition; and I was content to enjoy my

ease, and assist my father in the management of the villages which had

been confided to us, and by which we realized a comfortable income.

For the time, therefore, Thuggee was abandoned; and though often

urged by Ganesha, who had a wild and restless spirit, to join him in

an expedition, we refrained from doing so, and lived peacefully and

respectably.

There was something about Ganesha which to me was mysterious, and the

instant I saw him at the court of the Rajah, a thought flashed into my

mind that I had met him before under painful circumstances. In spite

of all my endeavours I could hardly ever shake it off sufficiently to

be on any terms of cordiality with him; and I viewed with suspicion

and distrust his intimacy with my father, and the evident effect his

counsels had upon him. In person Ganesha was tall and strong, but his

face was more forbidding than any one I had ever before seen, and there

was a savage ferocity about his manner which disgusted me. But let him

pass at present; he has now little to do with my story; hereafter I

shall be obliged to bring him prominently and disagreeably before you.

Nearly three years passed quietly, and unmarked by anything which I

can recall to my memory. I had no more children, and my daughter was

growing up a model of beauty and grace. I was happy, and never should

have dreamed of leaving home, had it not been for the bad faith of the

Rajah, and one unfortunate season of drought; by the former we were

obliged to pay five thousand rupees, which he demanded under threats of

discovering us; and by the latter we lost considerably in the villages

we farmed, which were now seven in number, and for which he obliged us

to pay the full amount of revenue. These sums seriously diminished our

resources; and I began to look about me for men, to compose a band to

go in search of more plunder. But they were not easily collected, for

my own men had dispersed to distant parts of the country, and could not

be brought together save at great expense and sacrifice of time.

Just at this period it was rumoured through the country that Cheetoo

and other Pindharee chiefs of note would assemble their forces

after the rains, at the festival of the Dussera, and had planned an

expedition of greater magnitude than any ever before undertaken; an

expedition which was sure to enrich all its members, and strike terror

into the English government. The idea suited me exactly; I was a

soldier by inclination, if not by profession; and I thought, if I could

join any of the durras with a few choice men, well mounted, we might

make as good a thing of it as if we went out on an expedition of our

own. The latter scheme, moreover, promised no success, for the roads

would be infested by straggling parties of Pindharees, who were well

known to spare neither travellers nor Thugs: they looked on the last,

indeed, with great enmity.

Accordingly I set to work to make my preparations. Peer Khan and Motee

still remained near us, and when I disclosed my plans to them, they

entered into them with great readiness and alacrity. They had enough

money to mount themselves well, and after a short absence returned

fully equipped for the journey. I had told them to look out for a few

really fine fellows to accompany us, whom they brought; but our united

means would not allow of our purchasing horses for them, and on foot

they would be of no use. In debating on our dilemma, an idea occurred

to me that the Rajah would perhaps lend or sell the horses, on the

promise of after and double payment. I had heard of such things, and I

determined to try what could be done.

To my great joy the Rajah consented, and with less difficulty than

I had anticipated, for I had become a great favourite with him. I

was allowed to take five horses from his stables, which were valued

at three hundred rupees each, with their saddles and accoutrements,

and this sum was to be doubled in case we returned successful. The

Rajah indeed thanked me for the hint I had given him, and many

others obtained horses on the same terms, on giving security for the

performance of the conditions under which they took them. My final

arrangements were soon completed. We were all armed and accoutred in

the handsomest manner we could afford; and a better-mounted or more

gallant-looking little party never set out in quest of adventure than

I and my seven associates. Before we started we consulted the omens,

which were favourable, and we performed all the ceremonies of departure

exactly as if we had been going on an expedition of Thuggee.

In due time we arrived at Nemawur, the residence of Cheetoo. Here were

collected men from every part of Hindostan, as various in their tribes

as they were in their dresses, arms, and accoutrements. The country

round Nemawur was full of them, and the town itself appeared a moving

mass of human beings, attracted by the hope of active service, and

above all of plunder. We lost no time in presenting ourselves at the

durbar of the chief, and were graciously received by him. I opened our

conference in the usual manner, by presenting the hilt of my sword

as a nuzzur; and having dressed myself in my richest clothes, I was

instantly welcomed as if I had been a Sirdar of rank, and had the

command, not of seven men, but of as many hundreds.

Cheetoo was a fine-looking man and a gallant leader. He ought to have

died on the field of battle, instead of in the miserable manner he did.

No man that ever led a Lubhur was juster in the division of plunder;

no one was ever more attentive to the wants and complaints of those

under him than was Cheetoo Pindharee. It was this which gained him so

many followers, while his personal activity and hardihood stimulated

his soldiers to exertion and emulation. Nothing could tire him: often

have I seen him after a long and weary march, when it was as much as

most of us could do to sit on our horses, dash out to the front and

exercise his noble steed, which bore him gallantly, as though he were

only returning from a morning's ride of a few miles.

Cheetoo was, as I said, struck with my appearance, as I introduced

myself as a poor Syud of Jhalone, desirous of serving under him in his

ensuing campaign.

"Oh," said he, "from Jhalone! you have travelled far, my friend; but

nevertheless you are welcome, as every brave cavalier is who brings

a good horse and a willing heart to the service of Cheetoo. You know

my conditions of service; I give no pay, but as much plunder as your

own activity can procure: the people will tell you what my share of it

is; and I look to your honesty, for your face belies you if you are a

rogue."

"I know the conditions," said I, "and will accept them; but I have

brought a few friends with me who are desirous of sharing my fortunes;

and, if it be the pleasure of the Huzoor, I will bring them."

"Surely," he replied: "but now I am engaged: meet me with your men at

the place of assembly in the evening, and I will see them and your

horses, for the station I shall allot you in the durra depends on their

fitness."

I made my obeisance and retired. I had made the acquaintance of one

of Cheetoo's Sirdars, a man by name Ghuffoor Khan, a perfect savage

in appearance and deportment, a fellow who had Pindharee written on

his face, and had served with much distinction in the durras of Dost

Mahomed and Kureem Khan. He had introduced me to Cheetoo, and now, as

he accompanied me from the durbar, he gave me instructions how I was to

proceed.

"You will meet us," he said, "on the plain beyond the town, and see

that all your horses look well, that your men are well dressed and

armed, and I will venture to declare that you are all placed in my

division, which has the honour of leading, and is the first for

fighting and for plunder. I shall be glad to have you, and I will try

whether I cannot get you the command of a hundred or two of my own

risala. We want leaders, and from your appearance I judge that you will

do justice to my patronage."

"It is the very thing I have ever wished for," I said; "and if you

will but favour me, I will do my utmost to please you. It is true

I have as yet seen no service; but that is easily learned when the

heart is willing." We separated, and I hastened to my men to get them

in readiness for the inspection of our new chief. Our horses had now

rested from the fatigue of the journey, and were in high condition: our

arms were cleaned and sharpened. We provided ourselves with the long

spear which is peculiar to the Pindharees, and of which thousands were

on sale; and at the appointed hour I led my little band to the place,

where some hundred horsemen were already assembled. I had dressed

myself in the armour of Subzee Khan, which was a magnificent suit:

and my noble horse, as he bounded and caracoled with me, seemed proud

of his rider, and glad that he had at last got into a scene suited to

his fiery spirit. Peer Khan and Motee were also striking figures, and

nearly as well mounted as I was; and the rest were as good, if not

better, than the majority of those who were now assembled.

"Keep all together," said I to them: "do not straggle, or our party

will appear more insignificant than it really is. When you see the

chief coming, watch my movements and follow me."

Long before sunset Cheetoo issued from the town, accompanied by as

gallant a company as could well be imagined. The leaders of the

different durras were all around him, each surpassing the other in the

richness and martial air of his dress, his arms, and the trappings of

his horse. Before him, making his horse leap and bound in a wonderful

manner, rode Ghuffoor Khan, clad in chain-armour, which glittered in

the red rays of the setting sun. No one equalled him in appearance,

though many were noble-looking cavaliers; and no one appeared to manage

his steed with the ease and grace that he did.

"That is the man!" I cried with enthusiasm to Peer Khan; "that is the

man we are to serve under; is he not a gallant fellow? Now follow me."

And I gave my impatient horse the rein, and dashing onwards, was in an

instant at the side of Cheetoo, accompanied by my men. I dropped my

spear to the ground, as I threw my horse back on his haunches close to

him, and making an obeisance down to my saddle-bow, said that I had

brought my men as he had directed, and awaited his orders.

Cheetoo checked his horse, and for a moment surveyed me with delight.

"You are a fine young fellow," he said at length, "and your men are

excellently mounted. I would there were as many hundreds of you as you

have companions. However, something may be done. What say you, Ghuffoor

Khan, will the Meer Sahib serve with you? and have you a few hundred

men to put under him?"

"May I be your sacrifice?" cried the Khan, "'tis the very thing your

servant would have proposed. I liked the Meer Sahib from the moment I

saw him, and now that he is properly dressed, by Alla! he is a very

Roostum, and the only fit companion for himself (forgive my insolence)

that Ghuffoor Khan sees."

"Then be it so," said Cheetoo; "take him with you, and see that you

treat him kindly."

"Come," cried the Khan to me, "come then, Meer Sahib, take a

tilting-spear from one of those fellows; here is a rare piece of

ground, and I must see whether you are master of your weapon."

"I fear not," said I; "I know little about the spear. On foot and with

the sword I should not fear the best man of the army; nevertheless, to

please you, I will try."

I took the spear, a long light bamboo, with a large stuffed ball

of cotton at the end of it, from which depended a number of small

streamers of red cloth, and following Ghuffoor Khan, dashed forwards

into the plain. We pursued each other alternately, now advancing to the

attack, now retreating, amidst the plaudits of the assembled horsemen,

who looked on with curiosity to see how an utter stranger would

behave against the most accomplished cavalier of the army. For a long

time neither of us had any advantage over the other; our horses were

admirably trained, and neither allowed the other to approach within

reach of the spear-thrust. This was the great nicety of the tilt,

and cries of "Shabash! Shabash!" resounded at every baffling turn or

successful escape from a meditated blow. At last the Khan touched me;

it was but a graze, which I received on my arm, having delayed for an

instant to turn my horse, and he cried out that he had won.

"I own it," said I, as our horses stood panting for breath, "for I am,

as you know, a novice at the use of the weapon; yet if you will give me

another trial, I will again cross spears with you, and see if I have

not better luck."

"Good," cried he, laughing; "but look out, for I warn you I shall not

be merciful; a sharp blow on the ribs of a young hand teaches him his

vulnerable point, and causes him to be careful ever after."

"Come on," cried I; "if I can I will return the compliment."

We again took a large circle, and at a good canter approached each

other till we were nearly within spear's-length. The Khan was as good

as his word, and made several desperate lunges at me. I avoided them,

however, by the quickness of my horse; and I plainly saw that he could

by no endeavour approach near enough to me to strike a decisive blow.

His horse, too, being fatter, was more blown than my own; and, after

allowing him to weary it still more for some time in a vain pursuit

of me, I suddenly changed my position, and became his assailant. I

believe I was more cool and wary than he was, for he appeared vexed

that a stranger should be on such equal terms with him at his favourite

exercise; he did not parry my lunges with the same precision as in the

first encounter, when, notwithstanding all my efforts to touch him, he

avoided and laughed at me. Still I had not touched him; and growing

weary of my close pursuit, he endeavoured to turn again and become

the assailant; but whether his horse was slow in wheeling round, or

whether I was too near to allow of his avoiding the blow, I know not;

but, as he endeavoured to cross behind me, I wheeled my horse suddenly,

struck my heels into his sides, and, as he gave his accustomed bound

of some yards, struck my spear full on the broad chest of the Khan,

who was somewhat stunned by the blow. A loud shout from those around

us proclaimed my victory; and the Khan himself, though abashed at his

defeat, was one of the loudest in my praises to the chief himself.

"By Alla!" said he, "thou art no stranger at this work, Meer Sahib;

thou hast played me a trick."

"I swear by your beard and the Koran that I have not, Khan," I cried:

"it was the result of chance. Alla knows that two days ago I had never

had a spear in my hand. I only observed what you did when you hit me,

and to my good horse I owe my fortune. But it was all chance; and

though I prize the victory, yet I regret that such a chance should have

hurt you."

"Nay, I am not hurt, Syud," he replied; "and I bear these things with

good humour; but if you are as good a hand with the sword as you

promise to be with the spear, there will not be a man in the camp to

stand before you."

"It would be boastful in me to challenge any one," said I, "seeing that

I am a stranger among you; yet if the noble Cheetoo wishes to try me, I

will essay what I can do to-morrow."

"Good, good!" cried all; and Cheetoo himself, vastly pleased with the

result of my encounter with Ghuffoor Khan, bade me present myself early

at his residence, where he would invite a few good swordsmen to attend

and see us exercise.

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