Confessions of a Thug, Volume 3R. Bentley, 1839 |
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Page 180
... Nuwab Sahib ; to which I added , that , having heard much of his great name and hospitality , we considered that it would be unpolite to pass through his town without paying our compliments to him , and becoming acquainted with so ...
... Nuwab Sahib ; to which I added , that , having heard much of his great name and hospitality , we considered that it would be unpolite to pass through his town without paying our compliments to him , and becoming acquainted with so ...
Page 181
... Nuwab , said a few words to him , intimating our arrival . " Khamoosh ! " ( silence ! ) cried the Nuwab , and it was repeated by a dozen voices ; " let the strangers be admitted . " We were ushered on , leaving our shoes at the edge of ...
... Nuwab , said a few words to him , intimating our arrival . " Khamoosh ! " ( silence ! ) cried the Nuwab , and it was repeated by a dozen voices ; " let the strangers be admitted . " We were ushered on , leaving our shoes at the edge of ...
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... Nuwab , who seem- ed to be contemplating my appearance . " Mashalla ! " said he to me , " thou art a brave - looking young fellow : now tell me who thou art , and who these respectable persons are that accompany you . " " I beg to ...
... Nuwab , who seem- ed to be contemplating my appearance . " Mashalla ! " said he to me , " thou art a brave - looking young fellow : now tell me who thou art , and who these respectable persons are that accompany you . " " I beg to ...
Page 183
... Nuwab Hoosein Yar Jung Buhadoor , a fine- looking wiry old soldier , polite and courtly in his manner , was a good specimen of the no- blemen of the Dukhun ; though perhaps not so effeminately polished as those of Delhi , yet he was one ...
... Nuwab Hoosein Yar Jung Buhadoor , a fine- looking wiry old soldier , polite and courtly in his manner , was a good specimen of the no- blemen of the Dukhun ; though perhaps not so effeminately polished as those of Delhi , yet he was one ...
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... Nuwab smiling , " you are not to steal the hearts of my Tuwaifs . You are a dangerous - looking fellow ; and that hand- some face of yours will do much mischief if I mistake not . Tell me the news from Hindo- stan : report speaks of war ...
... Nuwab smiling , " you are not to steal the hearts of my Tuwaifs . You are a dangerous - looking fellow ; and that hand- some face of yours will do much mischief if I mistake not . Tell me the news from Hindo- stan : report speaks of war ...
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adventure Ameer Ameer Ali arms asked Azima band beautiful bhil Bhowanee Bhudrinath body booty Brij Lall bunij camp Char Minar Cheetoo cloth coss cried dare Dullal durbar Dussera eyes fate father favour fear Feringhees followed Ganesha Ghuffoor Khan give hand head hear heard heart Hindoo Hindostan hookah Hoosein horse hundred rupees Hyderabad Inshalla Ismail Jemadar Jhalone jungle Junglee Kafir killed knew Kumal laughed leader look Lughaees matchlock Meer Sahib Moola morning Motee Nagpoor never night noble noble Khan Nuwab omens party passed Peer Khan person Pindharee plunder poor reached ready replied rest road Rokurreas roomal Saees Sahoukar seen sent slave soldiers soon speak spot Surfuraz Khan sword Syud tell tent thee thou thought thousand rupees Thuggee Thugs tion told town travellers village whole words wretch zenana Zora
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Page 318 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Page 341 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse : all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign ; As man ere long and this new world shall know.
Page 151 - And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Page 58 - I am one, my liege, Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world Have so incensed that I am reckless what I do to spite the world.
Page 136 - A token true of Bosworth field ; His eyebrow dark, and eye of fire, Show'd spirit proud, and prompt to ire ; Yet lines of thought upon his cheek Did deep design and counsel speak.
Page 65 - I will say nothing more than this," said my father, " that you will be thrown much into the society of Hindoos, all of good caste, and you will find them as faithful and as worthy of your friendship as any Moosulman; such, at least, has been my experience of them.
Page 400 - ... scene, the scene of death, for I verily believed I should be led to instant execution : why should the mockery of a trial be given to one so steeped in crime as I was ? A short time after our arrival at the town, I was conducted, closely guarded, to the officer who was employed by the English Government to apprehend Thugs. A tall, noble-looking person he was, and from the severe glance he cast on me I thought my hour was come, and that ere night I should cease to exist.
Page 183 - Where is the man existing who can iay a word against Ameer Ali's honour, which ever has been and ever will remain pure and unsullied ? Have I ever broken a social tie ? ever been unfaithful or unkind to a comrade ? ever failed in my duty or in my trust ? ever neglected a rite or ceremony of my religion? I tell you, sahib, the man breathes not who could point his finger at me on any one of these points. And if you think on them, they are those which, if rigidly kept, gain for a man esteem and honour...
Page xiii - ... the lines of road that pass by and branch off from them, with the knowledge and connivance of the two landholders by whose ancestors these groves had been planted ; I should have thought him a fool or a madman : and yet, nothing could have been more true. The bodies of a hundred travellers lie buried in and...
Page iv - ... horrible work, and consequently the most dangerous and destructive. "Travellers seldom hold any communication with the towns through which they pass, more than for the purchase of the day's provisions : they sometimes enter them, but pitch their tents or lie under the trees which surround them; to gain any intelligence of a person's progress from village to village is therefore almost impossible. The greatest facilities of disguise among thieves and Thugs exist in the endless divisions of the...