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insensate zest, and the punkah'whined in the dead air; when he passed through deserted Mohammedan burial grounds, where the skulls had worked to the surface, down long ranks of the native dead, and sometimes saw asleepingleperrigid and silverin the moonlight. At moments he caught the twang of a stringed instrument behind a lattice and heard the guttering of a hookah on a flat roof, while the kites snored like old men on the domes and minarets before the Muezzins called the Faithful to prayer. It
three general criticisms: that Kipling's love and knowledge of the English countryside was barely mentioned; that there was too much emphasis on his political life; that his literary work was underrated and inadequately assessed. While not agreeing with all these criticisms my father was prepared to compromise with her on them, only to receive a second letter saying that the book was so bad that it could not be saved by any changes. She later told Carrington that it was full of amateur.
that your son should be sent home?' It was Clandeboye who went, and Trix who remained. The Viceroy, though defeated, was no less friendly. One day he dropped in unheralded at 'The Tendrils', the Kiplings' Simla lodging, and was turned away by the servants because the family was out, a rebuff which this autocrat accepted meekly enough. 17 Thus the Kiplings entered the magic circle of the Viceroy of India, and Rudyard was brought squarely to his attention. We may imagine the resentment that the
ghostly photograph is on the wall of my room and looks down at me as I write you late at night in this silent sleeping little town - as with a melancholy consciousness of what I am doing. 16 116 RUDYARD KIPLING Gosse described with equal fervour his first meeting with Balestier, and the 'thrill of attraction' that came to him when he contemplated that sharp and eager face, 'a mixture of suave Colonial French, and the strained nervous New England blood. After seeing him almost daily for almost
establishments. The staff on which Lock wood Kipling worked at the time was poorly paid by the Government, and the Kiplings could ill afford to take the children to the Hills in the hot season, while the oppressive heat' in Bombay and the many Eastern scourges, as yet unmastered by science, made it a place of extreme peril for European children. Rudyard was, his parents thought, badly spoilt when he left India, and the more so for his precocity and cleverness. Yet we cannot overlook the fact that