# The Further Side of Silence/A Malayan Actor-manager

​A MALAYAN ACTOR-MANAGER
AT KÔTA BHARU, the capital of Kĕlantan, some thirty years ago, the Powers of Wickedness in the High Places were at considerable pains to preserve a kind of cock-eyed, limping, knock-kneed, shambling morality which kept more or less even step with their conception of the eternal fitness of things. To this end, Yam Tûan Mûlut Mêrah, the "Red Mouthed King," so called on account of his insatiable thirst for blood, did his best to discourage theft; and in pursuance of this landable desire killed during his reign sufficient men and women to have repeopled a new country half the size of his own kingdom. Old Nek 'Soh, the Dâto' Sri Padûka, who stood by and witnessed most of the killing, used openly to lament in my time that all the thieves and robbers were not made over to him instead of being wasted in the shambles. It was his opinion that, with so considerable a following, he might have set up a new dynasty in the Peninsula and still have had enough men and women at his disposal to make it possible for him to sell a batch of them now and then if ready money were needed. Nek 'Soh was a wise old man, and he was probably sure of his facts; but though his influence with his master, the Red Mouthed King, was great in most ​things, he was never able to induce him to forego his killings or to try the experiment. So the king continued to slay robbers, thieves, and pilferers, never pausing to discriminate very closely between those who were convicted and those who were merely accused, and occasionally extending the punishment to their relations and friends. Nek 'Soh silently bewailed the wholesale waste of good material on utilitarian rather than upon humanitarian grounds, and the bulk of the population thieved and robbed and pilfered as persistently and gayly as ever, for that was the custom of the country.
It must be confessed that the Red Monthed King's attempts to effect a reform in the habits of his people were attended by no very encouraging result, and this perhaps is why he confined his attention to an effort designed to eradicate a single vice and in other directions was content to let the morality of Kělan- tan take care of itself. After many years, however, old Mulut Merah died, and his son and later his grandson, ruled in his stead. Nek 'Soh, now a very old man, continued to have a band in the government of the country, but he no longer occupied the position of king's principal adviser. This post was held by a person upon whom had been conferred the title of Maha Mentri, which means "Great Minister"; and as he was young and energetic, and was, to all intents and purposes, the real ruler of the land, he presently launched out into a scheme of reform which was des- tined, as he forecast it, to work a revolution in the manners and customs of the good people of Kelantan.
​Undeterred by the knowledge that mutilation, vio- lent death, and an ingenious system of tortures, had proved quite powerless to cure the Kelantan folks' innate propensity to misappropriate one another's property, Maha Mentri conceived the bold idea of converting the entire population, on a sudden, into fervent and fanatical Muhammadans. Now, judged as an exponent of Islam, your average Malayan peas- ant is wofully slack and casual, but the people of Kelantan are the dullest and least fervent Malays in the Peninsula. No more unpromising material for a religious revival could be found in any part of Asia, and any attempt to make such folk scrupulous ob- servers of the Prophet's law, by the local equivalent of an Act of Parliament, was foredoomed to failure from the outset. Nothing daunted, however, Maha Mentri insisted upon all men attending at the mosque on Fridays, for the recital of congregational prayer, and inculcated the breaking of the heads of recal- citrant church-goers: he observed, and personally superintended the observance of fasts; he did his best to prevent the use of silk garments by any save women, and this, be it remembered, in a country which is famous for its silk fabrics: he set his face against cock-fighting, bull-matches, ram-butting, human prize-fights, hunting, and the keeping of dogs, all the sports of the well-to-do, in fact; and while he pried into the home of every family in the capital, with the landable object of ascertaining whether its immates prayed regularly at each of the five hours of appointed prayer, he dealt an even more ​severe blow to the happiness of the bulk of the popu- lation by forbidding the performance of the ma'iong.
The ma'iong are heroic plays which are acted throughout the length and breadth of the Peninsula by troupes of strolling players, and they are specially dear to the natives of Kelantan. They are bastard off-shoots of the magnificent spectacular plays which, to this day, are performed in the palace of the king of Kambodia at Pnom Phen. These in their turn had their origin in the traditional and ceremonial dances enacted at Angkor, when that city of gigantic ruins was still the capital of a great Hindu empire, which extended over most of Burma, Siam, and Indo- China, and was established and ruled for several centuries by Brahmans who migrated from across the Ganges. Since the enslaved population rose in revolt against the twice-born tyrants, utterly destroying them and reducing their city to ruins, the plays have undergone many changes, and in our time the clown, who plays the part of low comedian, is called Bram in Kambodia. In the Malayan. ma'iong he reappears as Pran; and this butt of the other actors, and object of the derision of the specta- tors, derives his title of infamy from the proudest caste on earth, who long ago at Angkor exacted the worship of the people, and by their oppression of them earned a hatred of which this grotesque piece of spite is the last surviving manifestation.
The Malay renderings of these plays are of the most primitive character. They are performed in- side a small square paddock, enclosed by a low bam​boo railing, but otherwise open on all four sides, so as to afford the spectators an unobstructed view of all that goes forward within the enclosure. A palu- leaf roof protects the players from the sun by day and from the heavy dews by night; and whenever a panggong is erected upon a new site, the pawang, or medicine-man, who is also the actor-manager of the troupe, performs certain magic rites with cheap in- cense and other unsavoury offering to the spirits. This he does in order to enlist the assistant of the demons of the earth and air, and of all local deities, whom he entreats to watch over his people and to guard them from harm. The incantations of which he makes use are very ancient, and it is possible to trace in some of them a strong Hindu influence, but for the rest, the whole business is pure devil worship.
First he calls upon Black Awang, King of the Earth and Air, he who is wont to wander through the veins of the ground and to take his rest at the portals of the world. Awang, of course, is one of the common- est of Malayan proper names, and here it is obviously used as an euphemism substituted for a word which it is not lawful for men to utter. Next the pawang calls upon the Holy Ones, the local demons of the place, and finally upon his grandsire, Pětěra Gûru, the Teacher who is from the Beginning, who is incarnate from his birth, who dwells as a hermit in the recesses of the moon, and practises bis magic arts in the womb of the sun; the Teacher whose coat is wrought of green beads, whose blood is white, who hath but a single bone, the hairs of whose body stand ​crect, the pores of whose skin arc adamant, whose neck is black, whose tongue is fluent, whose spittle is brine. All these he prays to guard his people, and he then cries to thein to fling wide the gates of lust and passion together with the gates of desire and credulity, and the portals of longing "the longing which endureth from dawn unto dawn, which causeth food to ecase to satisfy, which maketh sleep uneasy, which remembering maketli memory eternal, which causeth hearing to hear and sight to see."
Such shameless trafficking with spirits, which should find no place in the demonology of any good Muhammadan, was quite properly regarded as an abomination by the straitlaced Maha Mentri; and not content with prohibiting the performances of the ma'iong, he contrived to make life so singularly unattractive to the actors and aetresses that many of them quitted Kelantan and trooped across the jungle-clad mountains which divide that state from Pahang.
Now, no matter what other faults are to be at- tributed to the people of Pahang, they cannot justly be accused of bigotry or religious fanaticism, so the players were welcomed with open arms, and from end to end of the land the throbbing beat of the ma'iong drums, the clanging of the gongs, the serap- ings of the ungainly Malay fiddles, the demented shricks and wailings of the serunai, which sounds like hagpipes in distress, the nasal chantings of the prima donna, and the roars of laughter which greet each one of the clown's threadbare jests, made merry ​discord in the villages. The gates of all the least desirable passions were flung unwontedly wide on this occasion, for hitherto the coming of a ma'iong had been a very unusual event in the interior, and a series of deplorable incidents were presently reported to me from many localities in the wide Pahang Valley. While the ma'iong was playing, and it played morn- ing, afternoon, and evening, no one had any care for the crops; the women left their babies and their cooking-pots, and the elders of the people were as stage-struck as the boys and maidens. When the strolling players broke up their panggong and moved forward upon their way, having squeezed a village dry of its last copper coins, many of the peasants followed in their train, cadging for food and lodging from the people at the next halting-place, enduring every sort of discomfort, but unable to tear them- selves away from the fascination of the players and the contemplation of the actresses. Many lawful wives found themselves deserted by their men, and the husbands and fathers in the villages had to keep a sharp eye upon the doings of their wives and daughters while the ma'iong folk were in the neighbour- hood; for when once the drab monotony of their lives is accidentally disturbed, the morality of the Malay villagers, which ordinarily is far better than that of the townsfolk. goes incontinently to pieces like a stranded ship in the trough of an angry sea.
Of all the actor-managers who were then roaming up and down Pahang, none was so successful both with the playgoers and with the women, as Saleh or ​'Leh, as he was usually called, Malay energy rarely be- ing equal to the effort of articulating more than a frag- ment of any given proper name. In their mouths the dignified Muhammad becomes the plebeian "Mat"; Sulehman our old friend Solomon is reduced to plain "Man"; Abubakar becomes "Bakar," Ishmail "Mail," "Patimah," ""Tunah," or even "Mali," and so on with all the sonorous nomenclature of the Bible and the Arabian Nights." This is worth not- ing, because it is typical of the Malay's propensity to scamp every bit of labour, no matter how light its character, that falls to the lot of man in this work-a- day world.
Leh was a man of many accomplishments. He played the fiddle in excruciating wise to the huge delight of all the Malays who heard him; he had a happy knack of imitating the notes of birds and the cries of wild and domestic animals, and as the pran in the ma'iong he was genuinely funny. In order to act this part, he used to put on the grotesque mask which is assigned to it by tradition, a thing of a vio- lent red colour with a piece of dirty sheepskin for the hair, and prominent forehead, bulging eyes, and foolish, inflated cheeks, which together give to the uncovered, lower part of its wearer the appearance of an impossibly receding chin; and thus arrayed he interwove with his appointed dialogne a succession of pungent and frequently unprintable topical jokes, which he improvised with an astounding facility. Above all he was a skilled rhapsodist, and with that mellow voice of his would sing the wonderful story ​of Awang Lôtong-the Monkey Prince which is a bastard, local version of the Ramayana-until the cocks were crowing to a yellow dawn. He travelled with me on one occasion for a fortnight and I had the whole of this folktale written down from his dictation. When completed it covered sixty pages of foolscap of fine Arabic manuscript, which com- presses a great many words into a surprising small space; yet Leh, who could neither read ner write, knew every line of it by heart and could be turned on at any point, invariably continuing the story in precisely the same words. He had learned it from an old man in Kelantan, who in his day was reputed to be the last surviving bard to whom the whole of the tale was known. It was one of the most plain- spoken pieces of literature ever committed to writing, abounded with archaic phraseology, and the corrupt Hinduism to be traced in it lent it a very special interest. In due course, I sent the manuscript with a translation and elaborate notes to the Straits Branch of the Royal Asiatic Society by which learned body the whole thing was presently lost with the usual promptitude and despatch.
It was always a marvel to me that Leh escaped having some angry man's knife driven into his body during his wanderings through Pahang, for the Malays of that state were accustomed to discourage too sue- cessful lovers by little attentions of the kind, and Leh was adored by the women both high and low, throughout the length and breadth of the country, Whether he owed his survival to cunning or to sheer ​luck, I do not know; but he certainly lived to return to Kelantan after an absence of about a couple of years.
This was rendered possible for the ma'iong people by the sudden and violent death of the Maha Mentri. That great and good man—the self-appointed cham- pion of Muhammadanism in its strictest forms, the enforcer of public and private prayer, the orderer of fasts for the mortification of the erring flesh-had one little weakness that marred the purity and the con- sistency of his character. He was so scrupulous that he would not suffer himself to be photographed when a view of Kota Bharu, in which several hundreds of people figured, was being taken, since he held that the making of pictures was contrary to the Prophet's ordinances. In the name of religion, he had con- trived to make his neighbours' lives as little worth living as possible; but all the while he was aggres- sively attentive to an increasingly large number of the said neighbours' wives. Meticulous regard for the letter of the law, combined with an ostentations disregard for its spirit, is only to be found in its full perfection in Asiatic lands, but the Maha Mentri dovetailed the incompatabilities together with an wi- precedented persistence and shamelessness.
The mild folk of Kelantan bore with him and with his amiable peculiarities for a considerable time, and they might perhaps have endured them even longer had it not been that his zeal for religion was pushed, in directions that were not distasteful to him person- ally, to extremes which rendered life a very weari​some ordeal. Upon a certain evening, therefore, it befell that the Maha Mentri was shot through the flooring while he lay abed in another inan's house by the aggrieved owner thereof ably and actively as- sisted by two other injured husbands, who were quite convinced that there was not room enough for the Maha Mentri and themselves upon the surface of the same planet.
Everybody knew the identity of the Maha Men- tri's executioners, and the king, who was fond of his minister, would dearly have liked to punish then with a lingering dicath. They chanced, however, to be under the protection of a young prince with whom, for political reasons, the king could not afford to precipitate a quarrel; so he and his advisers professed to be lost in speculations as to who could have been so unmannerly as to shoot the pions Maha Mentri in three several places and at that the matter rested in spite of the clamorous protests of the dead man's relatives.
Very soon the glad tidings of the Maha Mentri's death reached Pahang, and the ma'iong people packed their gear and started back for their own country, leaving many men and women lamenting, and a set of utterly demoralized villages behind them.
Leh went back by sea with half a score of broken hearts in his wallet; and soon after his arrival lie was appointed to the post of court minstrel and warden of the royal dancing girls. For the Kelantan to which he had returned was a very different place from the land he had quitted when he started out ​for Pahang. As soon as the worthy Maha Mentri had been laid in his grave, the reaction which always follows a paroxysm of religiosity set in with full force, and Kelantan became forthwith a pleasant land for unregenerate folk to live in. The five hours of appointed prayer were suffered to slip by unre- garded of the people; no man troubled himself to fast more than his stomach thought fitting; and the music of the ma'iong broke out anew, flinging wide the gates of all the unmentionable passions.
In this new and joyful Kelantan, Leh found him- self very much in his element. His wit and his many accomplishments caused the old pillar dollars. which in those days were the standard currency of the country, to come rolling in, and he was thus able to go forth among his fellows lavishly clad from the waist downward in a profusion of gaudy silk sarongs and sashes, such as the Kelantan folk affect. From the belt upward he went naked, of course; for unlike most Malays the people of this state never wore coats, though these exotic garments were oc- casionally used by the rájas and nobles at court functions when strangers chanced to be present.
It was never Lelr's habit to keep all his good for- tune to himself, and not only a select few of the king's dancing girls, but a goodly troop of other dames and maidens who should rightly have been occupied exclusively with their lawful lords and masters- came in for a share of the spoil. Given a well-set-up figure, a handsome face, gay apparel, a witty tongue and a superfluity of ready money, and a far less ​clever and engaging fellow than Leh, the strolling player might confidently reckon upon a brilliant. series of successes at the court of a Malayan king. He came upon the scene, moreover, at a time when the soul of the Kelantan people was stretching itself luxuriously after its release from the moral bonds with which the Maha Mentri had fettered it, and it was not long before the best favoured, half of the female population of Kota Bharu, a town famous for the beauty of its women, were, to use the Malay phrase, "mad" for Leh. The natives of the Penin- sula, who are philosophers in their own way, recog- nize that love, when it wins a fair grip upon man or woman, is as much a disease of the mind as any other form of insanity; and as it is more common than most other forms of mania, they speak of it as "the mad- ness" par ercellence.
Such a state of things, however, caused much dis- satisfaction to the rest of the male community, and the number of the malcontents received constant recruits as the madness spread among the women. The latter, as time went on, became more and more shameless and reckless, and threw off all disguise, for they were too numerous for any unorganized system of wife and daughter beating effectively to cope with the trouble. When they were not occupied in way- laying Leh in sending him notes or presents, in making assignations with him, or in ogling him as he swag- gered past their dwellings, cocking a conquering eye through the doorways, the ladies of Kota Bharu were now frequently engaged in shrill and hard-fought. ​battle one with another. Each woman was wildly jealous of all her fellows, mother suspecting daughter, and daughter accusing mother of receiving more than her fair share of Leh's generous and widely scat- tered attentions. Many were the scratches scored on nose and countenance, long and thick the tussocks of hair reft from one another by the combatants, terrible and extravagant the damage done to one an- other's rival wardrobes by the infuriated ladies; while the men beholding these impossible goings-on with horror and dismay, said among themselves that Leh. the warden of the king's dancing girls must die.
He was a hefty fellow and known to be a good man of his hands, wherefore, badly as they all felt about him, no one saw his way to engage him in single combat, though there were half a hundred very angry husbands and lovers who were anxious to take an active part in assassinating him. At last a commit- tee of three specially aggrieved citizens was appointed by general consent to act for the rest, and they lay in wait for Leh during several successive evenings, hoping to catch him returning alone from the ma'iong shed.
It was on the third night of their vigil that their chance came. The moon was near the full, and the heavy shadows cast by the palm fronds lay across the ground like solid objects. The footpath, which leads from the main thoroughfare into the villages around Kota Bharu, branches off some twenty yards from the spot where the watchers lay concealed. The committee of three sat huddled up just within the clustering compounds, hidden from sight by the ​patch of shadow cast upon the bare earth by a neigh- bouring house, and the vivid moonlight revealed every detail of the scene around them-the yellow, sun-baked soil, the green of the smooth banana leaves, even the red of a cluster of rambut-an fruit on a tree near at hand.
Presently the sound of voices talking and laughing light-heartedly came to the ears of the listening tuen, and as the speakers drew nearer the committee of three were able to distinguish Leh's mellow tones. At the parting of the ways he turned off by himself along the footpath, his companions keeping on to the main road. Leh took leave of them with a farewell jest or two, which sent the others laughing upon their way, and then he strolled slowly along the foot- path humming the catch of a song under his breath. The three in the shadow of the house could see the colour of the gaudy cloths wound about their enemy's waist, the fantastic peak into which his handkerchief was twisted, the glint of the polished kemuning wood and the gold settings of his dagger hilt, and the long, broad-bladed spear that he carried in his right hand. They watched him drawing nearer to them, still luumming a song, and with a half smule upon his face. They allowed him to come abreast of them, to stroll past them, still unsuspicions of danger; but no pity for him moved them. All had been injured in too deadly a fashion by this callous, light-hearted libertine, who now went to the death he knew not of with a smile on his face and the stave of a song upon his lips.
​As soon as he had passed them the committee of three stepped noiselessly out of the shadow, poised their spears aloft, and plunged them into Leli's naked brown back. As they struck they rent the silence of the night with their sorak, a war-cry into which they compressed all the pent-up hatred of their victim which had been devouring their hearts for months. Leh, giving vent to a thick, choking cough, fell upon his face, and a few more vigorous spear thrusts at his prostrate body completed the work which the committee of three had been up- pointed to perform.
They left the body of Leh, the strolling player, lying where it had fallen, face downward in the dust of the footpath; and though the king did all that lay in his power to secure the detection of the murderers, and though his efforts were seconded by half the women in the town, the men who had planned the deed kept their secret well, so no punishment could be inflicted upon those who had actually effected the assassination of the warden of the king's dancing girls.
In the eyes of Malayan justice, however, if you are unable to punish the guilty, it is better to come down heavily upon the innocent than to let everybody get off scot free. The house near which the body of Leh had been found happened to be tenanted by an okl crone, her widowed daughter, and three children of tender age. That they were not concerned in the murder was obvious; but none the less their abode was taken as the centre of a circle of one hundred ​fathom radius and all whose houses chanced to lie within its circumference, whether men or women young or old, whole or bedridden, mothers great with child or babies at the breast, were indifferently fined the sum of three dollars each, a large sum for a Malayan villager of those days to be called upon to pay, and producing, from the king's point of view, a refreshingly big total, when all heads had been counted, for in the neighbourhood of Kota Bharu the people herd together as closely as kine in a byre.
This system of wholesale muleting was recognized in Kelantan as having several advantages attaching to it. In the first place, it did something to enhance the revenues of the king, which was a matter of no- ment; and for the humbler folk, if a man chanced to have a quarrel with a neighbour, with whom he was otherwise unable to get even. he could punish him by the simple process of leaving a corpse at his front door. In a land where human life was as cheap as it used to be in Kelantan, this was not a difficult matter to arrange, and if the corpse chanced to be that of yet another enemy, two birds, so to speak, could be killed with a single stone. Which is economical.