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Title: India on the march
Year: 1922 (1920s)
Authors: Clark, Alden Hyde, 1878- Missionary Education Movement of the United States and Canada
Subjects: Missions
Publisher: New York : Missionary education movement of the United States and Canada
Contributing Library: University of British Columbia Library
Digitizing Sponsor: University of British Columbia Library

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hen our friends know what has come inour household! Why are the gods thus angry with us!As for me, I swear that the day he does this thing, thatday I cast myself into the well. When exhaustion brought comparative quiet, Bala-vantrao spoke. As oldest brother and head of the jointfamily, he had large authority in all important familyaffairs. Mother, be silent! he said. Jayavant, Icommand thee to give up this silly idea. Better thatthou cast thyself into the well and drown, than thatthou shouldest do such a thing. I warn thee that weshall not allow it. A murmur of assent went aroundthe circle. Uncle, I cannot give it up, cried Jayavant. After an hour of futile discussion, the family councilbroke up in bitter anger against Jayavant and Appaji.Worst of all for the boy were the tears and reproachesof his own mother, when they went back into their ownrooms. It was indeed a terrible ordeal for a boy wholoved his home and people as Jayavant did. The nights were warm, and the men and boys slept
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A Maratha trooper from Appajis country fording a streamin the Mesopotamian campaign—and incidentally furnishing trans-port for a kid while its mother looks on with grave concern. 4 A VILLAGE WRESTLER 69 in the open courtyard of the house. Before they wentto sleep, Appaji said in quick, low tones, My boy, yourUncle Balavant and your grandmother are very an-gry. They may try to kidnap you or even poison you.Before daylight you must be gone. And do not stayin Chinchore. Tell the sahib to send you away some-where for a time, until their anger grows cold. Longbefore dawn, accordingly, Jayavant was on his way backto Chinchore, with a hearty Godspeed from his father,Appaji. Again excitement reigned when the family awokenext day and found Jayavant gone. It was soon ar-ranged that the uncles should follow and demand theboy from the missionary sahib. Thou shalt come withus, too, Appaji, and shalt assent to our demand, saidBalavantrao. Much to Appajis disgiTst, Balavantraoalso invited Vishvana

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