The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1907-06-26
THE SACRED CANOES,
Bathing at Sunrise of the Hindoo
Worshipers.
A MOST CURIOUS SPECTACLE.
Tens OF Thousands Of Religious Zealots
Lave Themselves In the Frigid Wa
tiers Of the Polluted stream-The
Ghouls at the crematory.

Lave Themselves In the Frieid Wa
tiers of the Polluted Stream-The
Ghouls at the crematory.
One OF the greatest human spectacles
in the world-a most amazing and com
plete exhibition Of religious zeal-is the
sunrise gathering Of Ganges worship
ers along the river bank at Benares, In
dia. Eliza r. Skidmore, foreign secre-
tary of the National Geographic socie-
ty, made study of these religious OBJ
servances of believers of Hindooisnl
at Benares and wrote comprehensive
article for the National Geographic
Magazine
The author in recounting her expert
fnces says: sightseeing begins at
Benares before daybreak, and one
drives through two miles of uninterest-
ing streets in the starlight and gray
cleaning across to the boats at the riv-
er bank. In midwinter. the cold wealth
er months of Indian travel, it is bitter
ly cold at that hour-hoarfrost on the
ground, blue and lilac frost haze in the
air. One needs all the fur wraps and
rugs one can get to drive down to the
river, yet is glad for the shelter of a
sun umbrella before noon.
Every one at that hour was hurry
ing in the one direction, and when we
had raced down the great steps and
the houseboat was poled off from the
bank all the river front was before
us like theater stage lighted by the
rising sun striking full upon 1t.
'As the sun shone red, orange and
yellow through the thick frost haze
great murmur of voices rose from the
length OF the CHATS, the tens of thou
sands of fervent worshipers, standing
on platforms built over the water and
standing waist deep in the water, re-
peating in muttered chant the ancient
Vedic hymn.
''rhey dipped themselves beneath the
swirling mud flood; they lifted the wa
ter in jars and poured it over their
heads; they lifted it in their hands and
let it trickle through their fingers or
run down their arms, and they dipped
tufts of sacred grass in the water and
sprinkled themselves; they pressed
their nostrils, they twisted their fin
gers and did all manner of motions as
they chanted and muttered to them
selves, each one rapt, intent, absorbed
entirely in the long religious recitals.
"At the woman's CHAT every woman
carries brass lota, or water jar, or
still larger and heavier jar of red pot
terry, and the unending procession of
gracefully draped figures going up
and down the broad CHAT is an unend-
ing delight Swathed head and all in
their winding saris, they wade into
the river and pray, one is sure, to ev-
cry Hindoo deity which the ten fingers
represent to let them come into the
world again in some human form less
ignoble than woman's.
'"They go back to shore and deftiy
envelop themselves in fresh saris and
drop the wet ones to the steps without
once uncovering the face or exposing
more than the feet and hands. They
scour their brass lotas with Gauges
. mud, they wash their hair with sacred
muck and fill the jars to take home at
the very mouths of the city sewers.
1.-THE devotees show no fastidiors
choice in dipping the water they drink.
All is Ganges water, and all is sacred,
even when the surface is af1oat with
city refuse discharging from the drain
pipes at their very elbows.
1.-THE cremation ground is only a
xxyo q 70 Fc,,o ~ ,f rrr.;yor sand and vol
between two stone terraces, a neglect
ed bank quilted by rains, with pyres,
building and half consumed, scattered
irregularly, and ghouls poking among
the ashes for coins or jewels. More
systematic ghouls carry pans of ashes
to the waters edge and wash this
pay dirt like any placer miner.
alongside this revolving sequel to
yesterdays burnings lie fresh bodies,
wrapped in white sheets and garlands
Of marigo1ds. The bodies are dipped in
the Ganges and laid in rows, with the
sacred stream LAYING their feet and
profane ghouls washing pay dirt from
Yesterdays pyres between and beside
them, shaking CRIME and. cinders over
the hapless flower wreathed bundles.
This crude open air crematory is
the monopoly Of the domri, lowest
caste of all peoples, who charge ex-
travagantly for their services, for the
wood, the oil and the flame which
lights the funeral torch for touching
off the pyre.
1.-THE earlier in the morning the burn
ing occurs the greater merit and GER
tainty of paradise for the dead one, and
the domri's charges run from extrava-
CANT sums for burning the rich and
noble at sunrise and decrease toward
noon and afternoon, when the very
poor and the Jail criminals are hur-
riedly burned or half burned for few
annas and the rubbish and bones SHOW
eled down the bank"
Pretty Near Il.
'Uncle Zeb,' cautioned his city