We do not hear so much of the
discontent in India now as we did three
or four years ago. There are no
reports of seditious meetings, incendiary
propaganda, or disloyal tendencies. The attempt
upon the Viceroy is declared to be an isolated
act, springing from no general cause; a sporadic
outbreak of crime which has no importance.
No special measures have to be taken, nor
special legislation passed, though the old
repressive legislation is not repealed. In the English
daily papers there is little said of India, and no
news is said to be good news. Therefore in
public estimation India has fallen back from
her temporary fever into the immemorial apathy
of the East. She is content, and no one need
trouble himself about her. The sedition was
but a froth upon the surface, it had no
deep-lying causes; it was temporary, local,
unimportant. We need trouble ourselves no more
about it.
There could be no greater nor more fatal mistake.
There may have been outbursts of irritation
like that over the Bengal partition which have
passed because the cause was removed; we
may be now in the trough and not upon the
crest of a wave, but that is all that can be said.
The discontent has not passed, nor will it, nor
can it pass. It is deep-rooted in the very nature
of things as they are now. It is not local, nor
is it confined to one or two strata of society, nor
is it directed against one or two acts of Government.
It is universal, in all provinces, in all
classes, directed not against this act or that act,
but against the Government as a whole. This
is very evident to those upon the spot, has been
evident for many years. The reason more has
not been said about it is the absurd notion that
talking of the discontent will tend to increase
it, as if real discontent ever arose from words,
or as if it could be understood unless it were
talked about. It should also be evident to those
not upon the spot who reflect on causes and
effects. For instance, could the partition of
Bengal have raised such a sudden flame had
there been peace before? People in neither the
East nor the West are roused into such sudden
and fierce anger by an administrative change
even if the change is not to their tastes. For
there was no real change of government, nor
substantive hardship. The hardship was sentimental
hardship at the worst, not the less a real
hardship for that.
No. There was discontent before, and the
partition only fanned it into flame.
And that discontent is not sudden. It has
grown slowly for many years. It is not local;
in one province it may be more apparent than in
another, but it is universal. It is not temporary,
but increases. So much is admitted by those
who know. Yet no one thinks of diagnosing it.
They shut their eyes, they sit upon the
safety-valve, they give measures which they hope will
cause relief but which cannot do so; they merely
accentuate the difficulty and emphasise the
ignorance that is behind it on both sides. How
can you cure a fever unless you diagnose the
cause or causes? To administer a drug at
random is not likely to succeed, yet what are the
Councils but a random drug? How can they
act? No one knows what the patient suffers
from; she herself least of all, I think. No one
can truly diagnose his own illness nor prescribe
his remedy. India feels uncomfortable, and
clamours for anything she can get. The Indian
Government gives her what it can, offering
profusest condolence, which is sincere; and for
the rest sitting upon her chest.
But that will avail nothing—how can it? The
fever is deep-seated, it is remittent, it affects the
whole system. It is becoming dangerous both
to the patient and her physician. For their lots
are bound together. India cannot yet do without
us. She has not got the organism to govern
herself yet. She has no structure, but is an inchoate
mass of people. Did we part, India could not
protect herself against her neighbours by sea or
land. She would be a prey to any enterprising
Power. Internally she would dissolve into
anarchy. No one, I think, doubts this. Some
claim to doubt it—do they?
And as to England, what would we be were
India reft from us?
Further, there is this: you cannot hold India
by force alone. Force has its place, but it cannot
stand alone. We conquered and have governed
India by the consent of the people. In fact, she
conquered herself and gave herself to us. We
never had to fight peoples, except in Upper
Burma, but only Governments—effete, discredited
and weak. The peoples accepted us: if not with
gladness, yet they did accept. Without that
acquiescence we could have done nothing. This
must be thoroughly realised, for it is an essential
truth. Anyone can see it for himself. Given
any superiority you like to assume of Englishman
over Indian, could a handful of English officials
and seventy thousand or less British troops
conquer and rule three hundred-and-fifty millions
of people, living in a climate suitable to them
but deadly to us, against their will? It is
impossible, incredible, absurd. There has been
always a tacit and generally an active consent.
Now that consent is disappearing. Why? And
what is to be done? It must be discovered.
Therefore what I propose to do in this book is:
First, to show what our rule was at first and
why it was so successful.
To explain how these factors of success
gradually disappeared, while at the same time
the people progressed.
To show briefly the state of things
to-day—how widely Government and the people
have drifted apart, and how unsuitable
Government has become.
To examine the cures proposed and
indicate how useless they must be.
Finally, to show how alone Government and
the people can be brought into harmony and the
legitimate desires of both be fulfilled.
Let us go back on history, and recount the
past so that we may explain the present.
Some hundreds of years ago—it varies for
different places—there were in India kingdoms
that were stable and strong and free. The
peoples were enterprising, active and intelligent,
and a high degree of civilisation was common
throughout all classes. I don't think it is
generally realised that five or six hundred years ago
India was ahead of Europe in most matters.
Gradually all this decayed. How and why it
decayed this is not the place to explain; there
were several causes, the principal being religion;
but these systems of government all crumbled
into dust. It was not merely dynasties or ruling
classes that passed, but that the whole fabric of
its civilisation became weakened and lifeless.
The organisms that held the people together
dissolved, and instead of kingdoms India became
simply a mass of village communities, with no
organism above that.
Into this more or less anarchical country came
the Moguls from the north, and established an
empire. This Empire was accepted for the same
reason that ours subsequently was accepted—because
the people wanted first of all peace;
and as peace could only be found under a strong
government, and the Mogul was the only strong
power, they accepted it. They had, moreover,
no organisations to enable them to resist.
But this Mogul power had no root in the soil,
not in any soil. It had cut itself away from its
base, and it could not become rooted in India.
It had, therefore, never any real vitality. The
Normans in England coalesced with the people
after a time, and drew strength from them and
their institutions, but the Mogul Empire did
not.
Nevertheless, it did to a certain extent enlist
the people on its side, accept them into its
organism. There was in the early Emperors no
fanaticism. "As tolerant as Akbar" almost
became a proverb. Hindus and Mussulmans worked
together in harmony for the benefit of the Empire.
That is why it succeeded at all, because the line
of division was almost ignored. Then came the
fanatic Aurungzebe, who by his zeal for religion
began the destruction of the Empire, which came
very quickly. And when the ruling power was
weakened and began to pass, nothing remained.
It was simply a government from above. It had
built up no system; it was the head of no
organism. When its rulers weakened there was
nothing to support them. A king in England
might be weak or be deposed, but the nation's
life went on because the organism was not
dependent entirely on the head. Its strength
came from below, not above.
Very rapidly the government was dissolved in
all but name, became effete, corrupt, and
useless.
Then came the East India Company and
overthrew it, establishing a new domination.
This again was actively or passively accepted
by the people because they wanted peace
and order, which are the first wants of all
humanity.
This English government was still more
foreign than the Mogul domination, but it had
one great advantage, it was rooted in the soil.
Not in the soil of India, of course, but in that
of England. It was a branch of the English
tree of government which had its roots deep
down in English life. Therefore it had and has
a strong vitality. It established over India such
peace and order as had never been known.
To do this it had to establish a complete
system of government, for there was none of the
old machinery left.
It did this on the English fashion. I do not
mean that it borrowed the English system. At
the beginning it did try this, as the Municipality
of Madras and the Permanent Settlement of
Bengal show. But so obviously was this absurd
that it discontinued transplanting, and framed
a system of its own. This was, of course, adapted
to the circumstances. Like the Mogul system
it was a government from above. It hung, as it
were, suspended from the Viceroy and Council.
It had no roots in the soil in India; it was not
and is not indigenous in any way. Its vitality
is derived from England, transmitted through
the Secretary of State and the Viceroy. That
is the way its life-blood circulates. Were that
artery cut, the whole system would die at once.
The connection severed, in a few months there
would not be a vestige left of the whole great
fabric of the Indian Government.
If you follow the current of responsibility you
will see that this is so. The lowest official in the
Indian hierarchy is the Township officer. He is
in charge of, say, two or three hundred square
miles of country. To whom is he responsible—the
people under him? Not in the least. He
is responsible to the Subdivisional officer, he
to the District officer, and he—either directly or
through the Commissioner—to the Local
Government. The Local Governments are responsible
to the Viceroy in Council, he to the Secretary of
State in England, the Secretary to the Prime
Minister, he to Parliament, and Parliament to
the constituencies. Where do the Indian people
come in? Nowhere.
Again, take responsibility of another kind.
Suppose India is attacked—who is responsible
for its safety—India? Not so. It is the
English people, who defend it with ships, with
troops, with money. India, for instance, has no
credit in herself. The Indian Government gets
credit as a branch of the English Government,
with English credit behind it. If the Indian
peoples pay it is because England makes them
pay, not because by the system of government
there is any responsibility to pay.
The government of India has no existence apart
from England. It is only 'Indian' inasmuch as
it governs India, not that it proceeds from India
or is composed of Indians. The truth by which
it lives is that it is purely English.
This is most important; it must never be
forgotten. The whole system of the government of
India down to the last detail is alien, is exotic.
It could not by any possibility be rooted in India.
Neither the whole nor any part could be taken
over as a going concern by any self-government
India might develop. It was created by, and is
adapted to, the genius of the English in India
governing from above, and to that need only.
The reader can see that for himself, and I beg that
he will try to see it, because it is an essential
truth.
Such was the principle of the English
Government, one from above; and such were the people,
a heterogeneous mass of diverse races, tongues
and religions, with no organisation above that of
the village.
That the people at large accepted our
government as not only the best available government,
but at the time the best conceivable government,
there is no possible doubt. Nor, as I have said,
was this acceptance merely passive. The ease
with which Sepoy regiments were raised in all
parts of India shows that the people had no
antipathy to our government, but were glad to
help it to restore and maintain order. For these
troops were for internal purposes, and not for
foreign service, which has always been most
distasteful to them.
But there was more than this. The more you
study governments and peoples the more clearly
you see that to ensure smooth working there
must be some relationship between them. Some
emotion or some sentiment must unite the two,
and so render their relative position endurable.
Laws and restrictions are irksome; are never
true; are negatives, not positives. There must
be some tie between those who impose them and
those who bear them to humanise them.
Now, there are two and only two systems of
government that have ever been even partially
successful anywhere in the world—one is
self-government in such an organism as will allow the
people not only to enforce their will but to form
a right judgment as to what they should desire;
the other is government by personality.
No complete form of either system has ever
existed; the nearest to the former were the
governments of Athens, Sparta, Rome in its
early days, Venice, Florence, and some other
self-governing cities. Instances of the latter are
the temporary dictatorships of Rome, the rule of
Alexander, Julius Caesar, Cromwell, Napoleon
for the individual form; and the feudal system in
England and the Continent for the aristocratic
form. People in difficulties will trust
personalities whom they admire and who have shown
sympathy to them more than they will trust
themselves, conscious that the former are more capable
of seeing truly and of acting efficiently.
That which makes either of these systems of
government a success is an emotion, a relationship.
With a really self-governing people this
relationship is the sense of oneness between
government and governed. However much the
people may chafe under the laws and restrictions
placed upon them they can console themselves
with the idea that it is their own doing.
Government is their own, part of themselves, and to that
representative of self they can condone many
things. Knowing it is their own, they realise
that it does its best for them, however hard it may
seem. They pardon because they can understand.
With an alien rule this sentiment cannot exist,
and therefore another must take its place. That
sentiment is personal feeling between the
governed and the individual officers of government.
Now that in India was very strong. For the
soldiers and civilians who made India were
personalities, and all people East and West admire
strong personalities; moreover, they were
sympathetic personalities who attracted confidence
as well as admiration. District officers were the
fathers of their district and stood up for their
people against Law and Government.
The first secret of our success in India was
the personality of our officers. Other things
helped—the state of the country, the discipline
of our English troops, the ability of the Home
Government to help; but it was the personality
of our officers that gave us India. Read all
their records, right from Clive and Warren
Hastings to Havelock, Lawrence and Nicholson.
It was their personality that won. For
personality alone can make bad laws bearable, can
make mistakes forgiven and forgotten, can lead
and draw men. And remember that it was not
only the men at the top who were personalities,
but all, right away down to the lowest ranks of
both services. What personality is I do not
know, but I know that it is the magic power of
the world. It is the positive where all else in
government is negative. I know it gave us
India. I know that with the passing of
personality there is coming the passing of the
Empire. Read this story that has been given
to me:
"An old General, who had served long in
India, told me recently as follows: He still
hears from time to time from his native
subordinates in India. One of them wrote recently an
account of his first meeting with the young
official lately appointed to his station. As soon
as was proper after the arrival of the official, the
old Subadar went to pay his respects. He
buckled on the sword which had descended to
him from his father, took his father's medals in
a packet in his hand, arrayed himself in his best
uniform and called.
"After long delay he was introduced into the
Presence, where he beheld a very untidy youth
without coat or waistcoat busily writing at a
table, surrounded by papers and stout books of
reference.
"The great, tall, shy man modestly approached
the table and laid his father's sword and his
father's medals on it as a token of obeisance.
"After a while the scribe glanced up with
angry and distracted expression, pushed all these
tributes away disdainfully, and in a bitter voice
complained of interruption.
"'Sir,' said the Subadar, 'these are the
medals of my father who fought for you. This
sword has been red with the blood of my own
fellow-countrymen slain by my father in defence
of your Raj, but as they do not interest you I will
take them away.'"
So he went away.
But why blame the young civilian? He is as
his teachers made him. I doubt not that he too
once had a personality before his teachers killed
it.
It is a common shibboleth amongst English
writers on India that the "Oriental understands
only personal government," and it is exactly the
frame of mind that can invent such sayings that
is the great stumbling-block to our understanding
India. For neither in this nor in any other
fundamental attitude does the East differ from the
West. Look at England under Gladstone. There
was again government by personality, and the
country let him do things it would allow no one
else to do. Nowadays in England the
personality has gone on both sides, as well as
self-government.
We gave India government by personality,
that is to say, a government wherein alien laws,
alien ideas, alien methods were rendered
endurable by the medium through which they
reached the people.
Therefore in the beginning, say from a hundred
and fifty years ago till fifty years ago, the
government and people were well suited to each
other. In that time neither changed very greatly.
Change there was, of course, but it was slow and
slight. Then from the middle of the last century
the rate of change was accelerated. Now life is
change, and without change you can have only
death; therefore there is nothing to regret in
this. Had the change been in drawing more
nearly together it would have been entirely
fortunate. But it was not so. They were more
nearly together in the beginning than ever since,
and all progress has been away from each other.
Instead of time bringing greater community of
thought, greater mutual respect, and better
understanding, with every year that passed, it
widened and deepened the gulf between them.
Instead of government becoming more suited to
the people, it has grated on them more and more;
instead of its efficiency increasing with the
perfection of the machine, it has become less. In
development, in intricacy, the government of
to-day is to the government of a hundred years
ago as a "Mauretania" to a "Great Eastern";
but whereas of old the wheels went easily, now
they stick and try to stop; were there not a
strong driving power behind them they would
stop.
Let us see how this has occurred.
Yet before beginning to read this attempt to
diagnose the state of the government of India
and the paralysis that has come over it, I would
ask the reader to remember this:
This book is not a mere criticism of
government and its methods, nor of the people and
their defects. I have a remedy to propose for
both. It is a remedy that I have thought over
and worked at for years, and I believe it is the
only remedy possible.
But before disclosing it I wish the reader to
understand the present state of things. If he
retains the complacency which says that "all is
for the best in the best of all possible governments,
it is the people's fault entirely, visit it on
them," then he will not realise that any remedy
is wanting. Even if he do admit that something
is wrong he will not know what it is, and cannot
judge if that proposed be of any use.
Therefore I ask him to bear with the diagnosis
of the earlier chapters. He must get to know
first what the constitution of the government of
India is, what made its strength in the past, and
why that strength has departed from it. Only
after a true diagnosis can a true cure be
suggested. Therefore I ask him to carefully follow
the line of thought in the chapters which show
in what way government now fails. He will
then see what government should be and must
be—and is not. Only then can he judge if the
proposed remedies are likely to be successful,
and perhaps he will be able to amend them or to
better them.
Let us first take the people as a whole.
I am aware in the first place that there
are some who will object that the Indian
peoples are not a whole. "There is no Indian
people," they will say. "There are innumerable
races, tribes, castes, diffused over a continent.
They have nothing in common, neither language
nor religion, nor habits nor ideals. You cannot
talk of the people as a whole."
Yet they have one thing in common; they
have a common humanity. Religions, castes
and races are but clothes. Beneath them lies
humanity. And humanity is always the same in
essence because it is one Soul striving towards
one object, though in many different ways and in
various stages of attainment.
I will show this by one instance. It is said,
for example, that the instinctive feeling of an
Oriental towards women is different from that of
Europe; the West respects women, and the East
does not do so. This is proved to you by their
habits, by polygamy, by polyandry, by, for
instance, the habit of a man walking in front
and the woman behind. These customs, you are
told, disclose the Oriental attitude as different
from ours and as differing in various parts of the East.
They do not do so.
The instinctive feeling of men to women is the
same everywhere; it is an invariable emotion.
Customs hide it, disguise it, and sometimes
almost kill it; they never alter it.
A Burman walks in front of his wife because
in the very recent past, everywhere in Burma, and
in most places even now, the advance was the
place of difficulty. There were no roads, only
paths through jungle or across the fields. There
were thorny creepers to be cut back, streams and
mud puddles to be forded, cattle and buffaloes to
be driven away, snakes to be killed, and the
nasty, snapping pariah dogs to be kept at a
distance. No woman could or would go in front.
The man goes in front from courtesy and carries
a chopper, the woman follows with the bundle.
It is their courtesy. If this habit continues when
the necessity has passed, that is simply because
a custom once established is, East or West, hard
to break. See what Yoshio Markino says about
this same custom in Japan.
Polyandry was due to restriction of the means
of subsistence, limiting the population and so
necessitating the exposure of girl children;
occasional polygamy—for it is always only occasional,
exceptional—is an imperfection of humanity,
universal East or West. In the East they try to
make the best of it by acknowledging it; the
West hides it and pretends it does not exist.
That is a difference of treatment, not of fact.
If you want to know the true instinctive feeling
of men to women in the East you will find it not
in laws, customs, or religions, but in the literature.
Read their folk-tales, their love-stories, those
which warm the hearts of boys and girls, of men
and women, aye even of the old, those that rising
from the heart appeal unto the heart. Their
ideals are our ideals—one woman and one man;
and I think sometimes they come nearer their
realisation than we do. We pretend more, but
pretence is not reality.
If this be true of love, the mother of all emotions,
it is true of all the others. Their circumstances
being different they must find different ways of
reaching towards their ideals, but the ideals are
the same.
Therefore all the Indian peoples have a common
humanity; and more, they have a great many
circumstances in common. They are all, for
instance, mainly agricultural; they are all in a
very similar stage of evolution—the village
community stage; they are all poor, they are all
natural and simple; they are all under our rule.
These are more potent influences than religion
or race if they are allowed to have their sway.
Then as to races, I do not think, for instance,
that races in India are much more mixed than in
Italy. Think of the races there are all grouped
under the name Italian: there are Roman,
Etruscan, Greek, Saracen, Norman, Goth—who shall
say how many more? And in Great Britain I
cannot count them.
Therefore, because in this book I am speaking
of the real humanity hid beneath the clothes, the
bonds, the chains of conventions and of customs,
of religions and belief, I can speak of the Indian
peoples as one people. Details differ enormously,
but details do not ever affect principles, only the
method of their application. And creeds, faiths,
laws, and customs pass; humanity remains.
The Indian people, then, over whom we established
our government accepted it, and helped us
to establish it. They wanted peace. For two
centuries or more they had been torn with wars,
with insurrections, with internal anarchy, and
with their consequences. They wanted rest, to
plough, to sow, to reap, to trade in peace. We
gave them that. They wanted Courts Criminal
and Civil that were not corrupt. We gave them
honest Judges. They wanted facilities for
trade—roads, posts, and such things—which we
provided. They could expand and use some of
their energies.
But the field was a narrow one. Men are not
born to sow and reap and trade alone. They
have other emotions which seek for outlet, other
energies which require a vent. Man is gregarious,
and he is so made that he cannot fully
develop himself except in larger and again larger
communities. To reach his full stature in any
way he must develop in all ways. He must feel
himself part of ever greater organisms, the village
first, the district and the nation—finally of humanity.
But in India all this is impossible. Except
the village there is no community that exists
even in name, and we have injured, almost
destroyed, even that. Thus an Indian has no means
of growth. He cannot be a citizen of anything
at all. Half his sympathies and abilities lie
entirely fallow, therefore he cannot fully develop
the other half. A man is a complete organism,
and if you keep half in inaction you affect the
other half too. A man is not a worse but a
better merchant, or lawyer, or landowner, or
soldier, because he is interested in his locality,
his community, his nation. It gives him wider
views, makes him more tolerant, more humane,
more wise. Man as a unit is a poor thing,
physically, morally, and intellectually. Ability
is the product of communities, of men formed
into organisms, not of individuals. Each man
in himself has no duty but to himself; to own
a duty to a community he must be part of the
community; to a government he must have a
place in the government; to a nation he must
be part of the nation. But in India there is no
nation, no community at all, save very weakened
village communities. As far as the Indian is
concerned no larger community exists. And I
have already pointed out that India has no place
in the organism of government.
It is the slowly growing consciousness of an
energy that has no outlet, of a desire for advance
in every direction, that causes the unrest. In
some ways the educated classes feel it most.
Elsewhere they see men of their class cultivating
their patriotism, increasing that sense of being
and working for others, of being valuable to the
world at large, showing capacity for leading,
ruling, thinking, advancing in a thousand ways,
while none of it is for them. They want to
express the genius of their races in wider forms
than mere individuality, but they are not able to
do so. They want a national science and
literature and law; they cannot have it. No individual
as an individual can achieve anything. Not till
he feels he is a cell in a greater and more
enduring life can he develop. But this is not for India.
It is a piece of advice often addressed to India
when she expresses her desire for some share in
her government that she should first reform
herself socially and intellectually. The status of
women in zenanas and harems, infant marriage,
the sad condition of widows, the degradation of
caste, polygamy, the fanaticism of religions, are,
she is told, to be mended before she can show
herself fit for self-government in any form. Only
to a free people can self-government be safely
entrusted, and she is so wrapped up in prejudice
and ignorance that she is unfit for any freedom.
"Mend your divisions first; reform yourself, and
we will see what we can do."
Such advice comes from ignorance alone. It
is but another instance of that Phariseeism that
has become so common with us. It is impossible
for individuals to reform themselves, however
much they may wish to do so. For an individual
to reform, his whole environment must be
reformed as well. For example, take widow
remarriage. How can widows remarry in comfort
till the whole structure of Hindu convention
is changed? Not one individual nor a million
individuals can break a convention. There is a
strong feeling, as we know, amongst Hindus
against this and many other conventions that
stifle them, but every effort to break these chains
has failed. Why? Because to break fetters
bound upon society by religion or convention
takes the combined effort of society, and even
then it is difficult. The inertia of peoples is a
deadly difficulty to overcome.
But we have not allowed the collective instinct
any opportunity of developing. There are no
nuclei; there is nothing to draw the people together.
Take again the differences created by races,
religions, castes. It is the interest of the priests
to maintain these differences and exaggerate
them. Religions never reform themselves. What
influence is there to soften them? None that I
ever heard of.
But self-governing institutions do tend to
remove them. In the village communal life they
are to a considerable extent ignored. The
organism of the village, when healthy and free,
forces men to disregard artificial barriers of this
sort and meet on common ground for common
business. Solidarity comes from the sense of
the necessity for solidarity in order to get on.
Its possibility is soon manifest.
But where in India is there any influence
tending towards this end? The barriers of caste
increase and grow, as naturally they must do.
There is no rapprochement between Hindu and
Mohammedan, but on the contrary the gulf is
widened. It must be so. And if Government
makes the fatal error of adopting the motto
"Divide et impera," if it in ever so slight a
fashion identifies itself with one caste, race, or
religion above another, then it is near the end
of all things. But to the development of
self-government the effacement of these divisions would
be necessary, and in the pursuit of an eagerly
coveted ideal they could pass and disappear.
No other influence can do it. Again history
shows this clearly. It was this influence in
England that rendered Catholic emancipation
possible and had brought creeds politically
together. Did we in England live still under an
aristocracy as we did a hundred years ago the
divisions between Catholic and Protestant,
Churchman and Dissenter, Christian and
Agnostic, would still be as sharp as they were.
These artificial barriers of creed and race give
way only under the pressure of a stream of
national life. That is beginning already to flow
in India; be ours the task to help it flow in true
and widening channels so that it may become
a great river, fertilising all things. Now the
main idea seems to be to dam it up, and so cause
it to flood and to destroy.
I hope that what I say will not be misunderstood.
I do not for a moment mean that political
organisms should or could be used for social
reform. That is quite impossible. Any such
attempt would wreck the organism, which, as an
organism, must pursue only its legitimate ends.
But I say, and all history is at one with me,
that suitable free institutions do cultivate and
bring out the faculty for freedom, and demonstrate
that in all matters it is necessary.
Again, consider this: the laws concerning
marriage, divorce, adoption, and inheritance,
whether of Mohammedan, Hindu, or Buddhist,
are petrified. With changing circumstances,
changes in these laws become of the first
necessity; yet as things are now no change is
possible. Take the ten million Buddhists in
Burma. Their laws of marriage are contained
in the Dhammathats, which are derived from the
laws of Menu, and are I don't know how old.
Now there is this that is good about them:
they were codified when India was free, before
the night of religious bigotry descended upon it.
They are, therefore, based not upon religious
ideas, but upon custom which was based on
experience. The spirit therefore is excellent, it is
common-sense; it is not the pretension of an ideal
long before the ideal is universally possible, but
a common-sense recognition of human nature as
it is, and the necessity of doing your best with
it. They are the only marriage laws in the world
framed by common sense and not religion. Men
and women are free and equal. But although
their base is excellent they were framed
for a very different environment from what obtains
now. And again, there are two or more codes,
and they differ in details. There is nothing the
people want more than a rectification and
consolidation of their laws, with registration of
marriage, the power to make wills, and other
matters. They are always expressing this
necessity because the present laws of inheritance
handicap them against other races. They cannot
make wills, and the law of inheritance is so
vague that when a rich man dies litigation almost
always ensues. The estate is dissipated in
law-costs and the heirs ruined.
But who is going to draft the new laws? Not
Government. Once bit twice shy, and the
Government of Madras had a try at that in
Malabar. There was urgent necessity there for
some system of marriage registration, so
Government appointed a Commission which recorded
quantities of evidence, and framed a Report, on
which an Act was passed. It was supposed to
be absolutely according to the wishes of the
people. I have not been in Malabar since the
Act was passed, but one friend has told me that
three marriages were registered under it. Another
friend told me that this is a wild exaggeration,
and that only one marriage was registered under
it, just that the people might say they had not
rejected the Act without trying it. However this
may be, the Act is a dead letter. It was bound
to fail. The people find the laws of Government
already too stringent, interfering too much, and
too inhuman, even where they deal with matters
outside the home. They will never allow an
alien Government a footing inside the house.
They know Government has destroyed the village;
they fear it will destroy the family. Therefore
Government holds its hand. It cannot do otherwise.
For even if it could frame an Act in accordance
with the wishes of the people, that Act could
not be enforced. And it cannot discover the
wishes of the people, because the people
themselves don't know. The opinion of no matter
how many individuals is no true guide. Because,
to justify a new Act of inheritance, not individual
opinion but joint opinion must be known. They
are not the same. Ten men as individuals will
tell you one thing; these ten men as a community
would tell you a different thing. This is a fact in
psychology I shall have to refer to again later.
It is undoubted.
Now the joint opinion of Burmese society as
to the proposed change cannot be gauged,
because it does not exist. There are no Burmese
communities to evolve any common idea.
Therefore the archaic laws must remain as they are.
Thus throughout India all progress of all sorts
is barred; can you wonder that there is unrest
from this one cause alone?
And this feeling goes down to the very lowest
ranks as an unnameable, unanalysable fever and
unhappiness; you see it everywhere.
Then there is more than this. A system of
government and law that was bearable when we
were weak is unbearable when stronger. What
gives you help when young becomes a fetter as
you grow. It bites into the flesh like cords too
tightly drawn, and in India instead of being loosed
they have been drawn more tightly year by year.
It is not only that the people have grown
bigger, but the bonds of government have grown
narrower. It has grown more of a machine, less
human than it was, less human year by year,
until sometimes now it is almost inhuman in its
rigid formalism. The bonds cut into her flesh;
India wants to grow, to rise—but cannot. How
could it be but that she should show unrest?
India wants to get on; we bar the way, so
India feels unrest.
Now if you will consider this unrest you will
admit that it is not a bad symptom but a good
one; it is a sign of an increasing life. Neither
is it uncomplimentary to us that it should have
arisen. It is the greatest compliment our rule
could have. A hundred and fifty years ago—even,
perhaps, fifty years ago—India could not
have felt this. She was exhausted, weary,
wanting peace. We gave her peace, and so she has
grown strong and overcome her weariness. That
is our doing. No one else could have done that.
We gave her a complete rest cure. We said,
"Keep still, and eat and drink; we will do all
the thinking—the ruling that has to be done. Do
not be afraid, for we can do it well. Have
confidence. Get back your nerves and strength.
We will look after you."
We did. How well we did it history tells.
We did not spare ourselves. I do not say we
acted from any altruistic motives. I do not say
we have not made mistakes. But we did it.
The task was great; the greatest, perhaps, the
world has seen.
India is rested, and she wakes, she moves.
Why are we angry? Should we not feel proud?
Can we not give her a hand, and say, "Rise
up and try to walk. I will hold your hand at
first, till you are stronger. Then when you are
grown you shall walk free, beside me, as my
daughter whom I have brought up"?
I see continual denunciations of the unrest in
India. Why? I see continual regrets that the
past is passed—but why? Continual threats are
breathed towards India. Why?
For myself, I hail it as the happiest omen that
could be. It has unfortunate exhibitions sometimes;
that is partly our fault, I fear, because we
do not recognise that the past is gone for ever.
India has grown, and we forget. We give no
outlet to these true energies that have developed.
India was our patient; now she is recovering
shall we make of her a subject, or a daughter?
She must be one or other, or leave us altogether,
for the past is passed.
Let us now consider the Government and
its ideas; that is to say, the men and the
laws by which they govern.
First, take the personnel, for there is no
complaint more insistent on all sides than that the
officers of to-day are not the same as those of
fifty or more years ago. They are out of touch
with the people.
It was for some time supposed by Government
that this was only partially true. That government
itself, that is, the Secretariats, was out of
touch, was felt and avowed. But it was supposed
that this arose from the specialising of function.
The work of secretaries had become so difficult,
so special, so different from district work, that
instead of there being interchange of officers, the
secretaries usually passed all their official lives
away from actual contact with the realities of the
people. There were orders passed that in future
this was not to occur, men were to come and go,
to do district work for a while, and then
secretariat work, bringing to the latter knowledge
gained in the former.
But it was quickly seen that this had little or
no result. If the secretaries were out of touch,
the district officers were hardly less so.
Government, as a whole, had separated from the people.
English and Indian were divided; nothing was gained.
What, then, was the difference between the
men of the past and those of the present? Let
us consider.
They went out younger in those days; sixteen,
seventeen, or eighteen, were the usual ages.
The usual age for Haileybury cadets was twenty.
Clive, Warren Hastings, Nicholson and John
Lawrence went out at eighteen, Henry Lawrence
at seventeen, Meadows Taylor at fifteen. Many
of the administrators were soldiers first, and they
too went out young. Lord Roberts, for instance,
landed in India when he was sixteen. Addiscombe
cadets joined at sixteen or seventeen.
When Haileybury was abolished the average age
was raised to twenty-three or more, and at that
age it now remains.
Thus, as the first year in India is also spent in
training out there, a man is now not far from
twenty-five before he is allowed to act independently;
he used to be twenty-one or less. This
is a great difference.
In England the age when a boy attains his
majority and has full freedom before the law is
twenty-one, and in order to elucidate this
question I have tried to discover why the law of
England fixed twenty-one. In Rome a boy was
legally of age as regards his person at fourteen
though he had a curator over his property till he
was twenty-five. Therefore this age of
twenty-one does not come from Roman law. It seems
to have arisen from a general consensus of
observation that at twenty-one the average young
man is fit to be free and should be free. There
seems to be about that age a critical mental stage
of adolescence corresponding to the physical
stage at fourteen. However this may be, there
seems to be no doubt that to keep a young man
in tutelage till he is twenty-four or twenty-five is
bad for him. The powers of initiative and the
sense of responsibility which mature at
twenty-one atrophy thereafter if not fully used. And
no book learning can replace this. Thus
nowadays tutelage is too long continued.
Again, education began later in those days
than now, and there was less of it. Boys ran
wild far more than now, when they are cramped
up in schools and conventions at a very early
age.
Thus the men of old had individualities; they
had not been steam-rollered flat by public school
and university; their boyish enthusiasm and
friendliness were still in them. They had no
prejudices, had never heard of the Oriental mind,
were not convinced beforehand that every Oriental
was a liar and a thief, but were prepared to take
men as they found them. They were willing and
eager to learn. Their minds were open as yet
to new impressions. They had not been
"fortified by fixed principles" to "safeguard them"
against acquiring any sympathy with Eastern
peoples. Therefore they did so understand and
sympathise.
If you will read the records of the past you
will see this in a most marked degree. Englishmen
had Indian friends; how rarely do they have
such now! They knew the people's talk, their
folk-lore and their tales. They looked on them
as fellow-humans. And the feeling was
reciprocated. Look, for instance, at how they kept
the same servants all their service. Nowadays
there is a general howl of the badness of Indian
servants and their untrustworthiness. It was not
so then. One of the most pleasing features of
that old life was the affection often shown between
masters and servants. Dickens has noted it.
How much of that do you find now? Not much.
A little still there is—who should know better
than I? And if now it is so rare, where is the
fault? Good masters make good servants. And
it requires so little goodness in the master—only
a little consideration, a friendly word sometimes.
They give back far more than they receive. If
there are many bad servants, who makes them
bad? Their masters; those with whom they
began their service, who did not know how to
treat them, how to help them, how to keep them.
At Arcot the Sepoys gave the rice to their officers
and took the conjee themselves; how many
regiments would do that now?
I do not say that there was ever close personal
intercourse between English and Indian; there
was not, and in the nature of things there could
not be. But there were mutual consideration and
mutual respect. "We have different ways and
different customs; we have different skins. But
underneath it all we are both men." So they
thought in the old days.
Thus in the old days the embryo official came
out young, free from prejudices, full of
enthusiasms, ready to learn, to read, to mark,
learn, and inwardly digest all phases of Oriental
life about him. Even thirty years ago when I
first went to India there were many of this type
still left. They thought it their duty, as it was
their pleasure, to study the people in order to
understand what lay beneath their customs. It
must be thirty years ago that an old civilian
turned on me sharply when I made some ignorant
remark about some Malabar custom and said:
"The custom has arisen out of the circumstances
of life and no peculiarity of nature in the people.
All peoples are much alike in fundamentals, and
great apparent differences are but superficial, and
arise from environment."
The absurd doctrine of the "Oriental mind"
had not then arisen to be an excuse for ignorance
and want of understanding. Nowadays it is
supposed to be the mark of culture to talk of it;
to the old officials it would have been the mark
of a fool; they thought it their duty to study the
people.
But it is not so now. Young civilians come
out with their minds already closed, and, as a
rule, closed they remain. The harm is done in
England before they start. Let me give instances.
It is a custom when a young civilian joins
to send him to a district head-quarters for six
months first, to learn his way about before
posting him to any specified work. One such was
sent to me ten years ago, and if I give an
account of him it will do for all. For nowadays
they are all turned out of the same mill, have all
the same habits of mind and thought, and their
personalities are submerged. If anything, he of
whom I speak was above the average in all ways.
He was a very nice young fellow, with charming
manners, and I greatly liked him.
He became an officer of great promise, and
would have risen high, but he is dead now, and
therefore what I say now cannot offend anyone.
Besides, I have nothing to say that would offend.
He was, I think, twenty-three years of age, of
good people, educated at a public school and
Oxford, and was as nice a boy as could be found.
He had passed high in the examinations. He
was said to be clever, and as regards assimilating
paper knowledge, he was able, but his mind was
an old curiosity shop. He had fixed ideas in
nearly everything. He was full of prejudices he
called principles, of "facts" that were not true.
He had learnt a great deal, he knew nothing;
and worse—he did not know how to obtain
knowledge. He wanted his opinions ready-made and
absolute first, and only sought for such facts as
would support those principles. He had no
notion how to make knowledge by himself. He
wanted authority before he would think. Give
him "authority," and he would disregard or
deny fact in order to cling to it. I will take a
concrete instance.
There is amongst Englishmen in Burma a
superstition that the Burmese do not and cannot
work. They are "lazy." The men never work
if they can help it, and all the work that is done
is done by women. How this idea arose is an
interesting study in the psychology of ignorance,
but I need not enter into that now. The idea
obtains universally, and is an acknowledged
shibboleth. My young assistant was not with me
many days before he brought it up.
"Oh," he said, "the Burman is so lazy."
"You are sure of that?" I asked.
He stared at me. "Why, everyone says so."
"Everyone said four hundred years ago that
the sun went round the earth," I answered;
"were they right?"
"You don't mean to tell me," he said, "that
the Burmese can work."
"I don't mean to tell you anything," I
answered. "Here are a quarter of a million
Burmese in this district. Find out the facts for
yourself."
The necessity of having to support his theories
with facts seemed to him unreasonable. "But,"
he objected, "I can see they are lazy." The
Burman is lazy. That is enough said. What
have facts to do with it? He did not say this,
but undoubtedly he was thinking it. However,
at last he did find what he considered a
fact.
"You remember, when we rode into that village
the other day about noon, the number of men we
saw sleeping in the veranda?"
"True," I said.
"Does not that show it?"
"Suppose," I said, "you had got up at four
o'clock in the morning and worked till ten, in
the fields, would you not require a rest before
going out at three o'clock again?"
"Do they do that?" he asked.
"You can find out for yourself if they do or
not," I answered.
He looked at me doubtfully.
"But," he objected, "it is notorious."
"So is the fact that the standard of living in
Burma is very high. How do you reconcile the
two? Laziness and comfort. The comfort is
evident and real, perhaps the laziness is only
apparent."
"A rich country," he said.
"Is it?" I asked. "Look at the dry, bare
land, of which nearly all this district and most of
Upper Burma are composed. Is it rich? You
have eyes to see. You know it is not rich; why
do you say it is?"
He shook his head almost as if I had hurt him
and searched about for a defence.
"But Lower Burma is rich."
"Certainly; and if you look at the export
returns you will see the enormous amount of rice
it grows and exports. Is that rice the product
of laziness?"
"But," he said at last in despair, "if this
laziness of the Burman is untrue, how did the
idea become general?"
"Ah," I answered, "that is another matter.
Let us stick to one thing at a time. We are
concerned now with whether it is true or not.
Decide that first. See for yourself. Find out
an ordinary man's work and I think you will
find it is sufficient. You have the opportunity of
judging, and unless you use that opportunity
you have no right to an opinion at all."
He said no more at the time, but a few days
later he returned to the subject. A High Official
had been opening a public work in Mandalay
and had made a speech. Much of the labour for
the work had been Burmese, where usually such
labour is imported Indian, and he referred with
satisfaction to the fact. "I am glad to see,"
said the High Official, "that the Burmese are
taking to hard work." My assistant brought
this up. "Here is authority," he said.
"Certainly," I said; "there is authority on
one side; now let us look at fact on the other;
whether is it better to be a peasant-proprietor on
your own land or a day-labourer?"
"The proprietor, of course," he said.
"This has been a bad year in some districts.
Crops have failed. You can read that from the
weekly reports in my office. Many cultivators
have had to abandon their holdings and turn to
day labour. Is that good? Are they to be
congratulated on it?"
The boy looked downcast.
"No," he admitted.
"Well, then," I asked, "what will they
think of a Government who says such things?"
He reflected for some time. "But," he said at
length, "when one authority (the High Official)
says one thing and another authority (you) says
the reverse, what am I to believe?"
Then came my opportunity. "You are to
believe nothing," I said. "You have eyes, you
have ears, you have common sense. They are
given you to use and see facts for yourself. The
facts are all round you. You will never do any
good work if you refuse to face facts and understand
them. If you are to be worth your salt as
an official you will have to work by sight, not by
faith."
He laughed. At first he seemed puzzled; then
he was pleased. He had been educated to accept
what he was told and never to question. His
mind had been stunted and the idea of exercising
it again delighted him. To judge by himself was
a new idea to him entirely and he welcomed
it. He began to do so. For the first time since
childhood he was encouraged to use that which
is the only thing worth cultivating—his common
sense. But even yet he could not emancipate
himself.
Some time later a new subject came up. This
time it was the disappearance of the Burman.
He is supposed to be dying out. The Indian is
"ousting" him. Before long there will be none
left. My assistant had read it in the paper and
heard it almost universally, therefore it must be
true. I said nothing at the time, but that day
when I went to office I sent him the volumes of
the last two Census tables with a short note.
"Will you kindly," I wrote, "make out for me:
the Burmese population in 1891
the same in 1901
district by district, and let me know where there
have been decreases, also increases, and the
percentage of increase."
The next day he came to me with an amused
expression on his face and a paper of figures in
his hand.
"I have made them all out," he said, "as you
wished. Here they are."
"Then," I said, "let us take the districts with
the decreases first. Please show me them."
"There are none," he answered. "They all
show increases."
"Large?" I asked.
"Yes, large," he said; "from a population of
about nine million to ten million in ten years is a
good increase. The Burmese are prolific."
"But," I remarked also, "I thought the
Burman was disappearing? You said so on
authority. How is that?"
He laughed; he had taken his lesson.
And again, another point. I had received an
order from Government which I thought was
mistaken, and I said so. He was a Government
official too, and I could say to him what I could
not say to others.
"Then you won't carry it out?" he asked,
surprised.
"I am here to carry out orders," I answered,
"and of course I shall carry it out."
"But why then do you criticise it, if it must
be carried out?"
"Look here," I said, "before very long you
will be sent to a subdivision of my district to
govern it. I shall send you many orders, and
shall expect you to carry them out."
"Right or wrong?"
"Right or—as you may think—wrong. You
must do as I say. Without this, government is
impossible. But I do not want you to think as I
do. I want you to think for yourself. If an
order appears to you issued from a misconception
on my part, you must not refuse to obey; but I
should expect you to tell me any facts that would
lead me to better knowledge. Your business is
not merely to carry out orders, but to furnish me
with correct information how to better those
orders. You are not merely to be part of the
district hand, but of its brain too. I should want
you to criticise every order in your mind, try to
understand it, and if you disagree with it to
examine your reasons for disagreement and see if
they are good."
"And let you know?"
"Whenever you are certain that I am wrong,
and the matter is important."
"But would not criticism be cheek?"
"Not if it is true and valuable. You would be
doing me a valuable service. It is what I want.
How do you suppose we are ever to get on if
opinions are to be stereotyped? Thought must
be free. But don't give me opinions or
'authority.' I don't care for either. Give me
facts, and be sure of your facts."
"I see," he said.
"You can be quite kind about it, you know,"
I suggested.
"Is that what you are to Government," he
asked, "when you disagree with them?"
"I try to be," I said. "I put myself as far as
I can in their position, and give them what I
would like to receive myself."
Again it was quite a new idea to him that anyone
should want criticism. He had been educated
to believe that any doubt of what authority said
was a sin, perhaps inevitable sometimes, but
anyhow always to be concealed; and he had been
told that everyone, from the Creator down,
resented criticisms and would annihilate the critic.
That anyone should prefer knowing the truth
even if it prove him wrong seemed to him
impossible. He did not like ever to admit he had
been wrong. He thought truth was absolute
and fixed, whereas it is relative and always
growing. He had, unconsciously, the mind of the
Pharisee in the Temple.
Now these three instances will point out what
seems to me to be wrong in the previous training
of young men sent to India, and in fact in all
training. Their minds instead of being cultivated
are stifled. They are taught to disregard fact
and to accept authority in place of it. They are
not only to do what they are told, which is right;
but to think what they are told, which is wrong.
And they do. They are taught to repeat in
parrot manner stock phrases and imagine they
are thinking. And this habit once acquired is
difficult to get rid of. With most it never is got
rid of. You will, for instance, find these
shibboleths of the "disappearing Burman" and his
"laziness" repeated by the highest officials who
have been longest in the country, all of whom
have facts in their office disproving them. And
these are not the only prejudices nor even the
principal. They are innumerable and serious.
You will in consequence find that administration
and even legislation are affected by them. The
whole attitude of Government to the people it
governs is vitiated in this way. There is a want
of knowledge and understanding. In place of it
are fixed opinions based usually on prejudice or
on faulty observation, or on circumstances which
have changed, and they are never corrected.
Young secretaries read up back circulars, and
repeat their errors indefinitely. That is
"following precedent." They will quote you
complacently:
"Freedom broadening slowly down
From precedent to precedent"
and never see the absurdity of the lines.
Freedom is the disregard of precedent where the
precedent is wrong or out of date.
There is throughout nearly all English officials
(and non-officials) in India not only a disregard
of facts about them, but a want of any real
sympathy with the people among whom they live,
which is astonishing. They often like the
"natives," they often are kind to them, wish
them well, and do their best for them, but that
is not sympathy. Sympathy is understanding.
It is being able to put yourself in another's place.
I could tell many stories illustrating this want
of understanding. One will suffice. An official
I knew well, an excellent fellow, kind-hearted,
humorous, and able, holding a good position
then and a high one now, with a charming wife,
living amongst the Burmese and ruling them,
with Burmese servants, clerks, and peons, and
continual Burmese visitors of all classes, called
his dog "Alaung." Now "Alaung" means
something very similar to "Messiah," and is
a sacred word. A parallel would be if, say, a
Parsee in England called his dog "Christ." I
have seen this official's servants wince when he
called out to his dog. Yet I am sure it never
struck him that there was anything out of the
way in this nomenclature. I am sure he never
dreamed he would hurt anyone's feelings by it,
or he would not have done it. He certainly
intended no jeer at the religion of his subordinates.
It was simply that he wanted understanding.
Now sympathy is inherent in all children, and
is the means whereby they acquire all the real
knowledge they have. A girl being a mother to
her doll, a boy being a soldier or hunter, is
exercising and training the most valuable of all
gifts—imaginative sympathy. It is the only
emotion which brings real knowledge of the
world about you. Without it you never
understand anything.
It should be incessantly cultivated and fed with
real facts to enable it to grow, and to turn what
your sympathy leads you to suspect into what
knowledge confirms. In all young men nowadays
it is destroyed by their education. Their
minds are fitted up with obsolete and mistaken
prejudices, which are called principles, and then
the door is locked. They all talk the same, act
the same, have the same ideas in their heads.
None of them ever think over what is all about
them. They do their work by paper knowledge
and paper principles; the great book of humanity
has been sealed for them. When they try to
think they cannot do so. They have lost the
power their childhood had. They argue in the
most extraordinary way. They will make a
statement, and if it is disproved say, "Well, if it is
not true it ought to be," and go on as if that
made it true. They will resort to prophecy, and
say, "If not true to-day it will be to-morrow,"
and so settle it.
Now if brighter days are to be in store for
India official or non-official, English or native,
all this must be altered. The whole principles
of education must be revised or abandoned. The
less educated a man is now the more real
understanding he is likely to have. The educated
man is a mental automaton. He has sold his
soul and got in its place some maxims, with the
aid of which he seeks to govern the world. He
thinks knowledge is got from books. It is not.
Books are most valuable helps, showing you new
views of life, giving you new facts, showing you
how to think; but they never give you knowledge
of life. Only experience can do that. But
the young man now does not want to know what
is, but what other people say. He is afraid of
himself and yearns for authority.
This has been evident to all who have looked
into the matter. Here is what a modern writer
says:
"No English schoolboy is ever taught to
speak the truth for the very simple reason that
he is never taught to desire the truth. From the
very first he is taught to be totally careless as to
whether a fact is a fact; he is taught to care only
whether the 'fact' can be used on his side when
he is engaged in 'playing the game.'"
Nothing could be more true than this. He is
provided with fixed ideas, and he will welcome
any fact that supports them, while deliberately
refusing all facts which are opposed to his ideas.
He thinks and argues to prove his preconceived
point, never to elicit truth regardless of whether
that truth agrees with his preconceptions or not.
In fact, he is taught not to think. The Inward
Light which is in all children has been put out.
He has become a spiritual coward; he dare not
look the whole truth in the face. He thinks that
patriotism consists in supporting his country or
his class through thick and thin. It does not
occur to him that the higher patriotism is to try
to help his country or his class not to go wrong,
or if wrong to get right. He would rather bolster
up a mistake, shut his eyes to the fact that it is
a mistake, and go on doing it, than admit his
wrong. It is better in his eyes to be consistently
wrong than by admitting mistakes and correcting
them to be inconsistent. He cannot learn.
Therefore there is a wide difference
between the men as they came out in
the old days and as they come out now.
Then they were young, not very well instructed
but capable of seeing, understanding, and learning;
nowadays they are so drilled and instructed
that they can deal only with books, papers, and
records; life has been closed to them; they can
enforce laws, but not temper them.
After they come out the difference of life and
work is still greater. In the old days, for
instance, they picked up the language quickly and
well. The time to learn a language is when you
are young—the younger the better. We learn
our own language as children. The older we
grow the harder it is, because it means not merely
learning by heart a great many words, not merely
training the palate and tongue to produce different
sounds, but adopting a new attitude of mind.
Nothing definite has been discovered as to the
localisation of faculties in the brain, therefore
nothing certain is known; but it has always
seemed to me and to others whom I have
consulted that when you learn a new language you
are exercising and developing a new piece of
brain. When you know several languages and
change from one to another you seem definitely
to change the piece of brain which actuates your
tongue. You switch off one centre and switch
on to another. You will always notice in yourself
and others that there is a definite pause when
the change of language is made. Now it
becomes every year more difficult to awaken an
unused part of the brain and bring it into active
use, and to begin at twenty-three is late. True,
languages are taught them at Oxford before they
come out, but the result seems nil. You must
learn a language where it is spoken. Moreover,
the way they have been taught Latin and Greek
is a hindrance, for living languages are not learnt
that way. A child, for instance, learns to talk
perfectly without ever learning grammar. I
never heard that any great English writer had
a grounding in English grammar. There is no
real grammar of a living language, because it
grows and changes. You can only have a fixed
grammar of a dead language.
The fact is that correct talking is the outcome
of correct thinking, not of any mechanical rules.
You must think in a language before you can
speak it well.
But at twenty-three it is far too late for the
ordinary man to learn to think in Hindustani or
Burmese or Tamil. Of course there are occasional
exceptions, but the way these languages are
usually spoken is dreadful. I could tell tales
about myself as well as others, for though I
worked very hard for years I never knew Burmese
well, nor yet Canarese, nor yet Hindustani. Yet
who will doubt that it is very important, the
most important acquisition, in fact, that you can
make? Without it you can never really get near
the people. So that in this way the old civilian
had again a great advantage.
Here is one story. Once upon a time there
was a District Officer and there was his district,
and for some reason they did not seem to agree.
At least the district did not like its Head. It
felt uneasy, and it became restive, and at last it
complained. It took up many grievances, and
amongst them was this: "There is a good deal
of building wanted in various parts, and there is
timber and there are sawyers, but no licences can
be obtained. When the Head comes round on
tour we ask him, but he always refuses. So all
building work is stopped."
An Inspecting Officer went to inquire, and
he began with this complaint: "Why do you
refuse them sawpit licences when on tour?" he
asked.
"I don't," the Head replied.
"They say you do."
"But they never even applied; so how could I
refuse?" he answered.
"Very well," said the Inspecting Officer, "let's
see the file of your petitions received."
A clerk brought it out, and there—written in
Burmese, of course—were many sawpit applications,
and below each, written by the Head, was
his endorsement:
"I cannot allow more guns to be issued."
Then the machine of government was far less
perfected than it is now. There were, of course,
laws and rules and there was supervision, but to
nothing like the present extent. The district
officer then had a personality. He was required
to have one, for local conditions differed more
than they do now and he had far more latitude.
Moreover, the machine being less effective he
depended a great deal upon his personal influence
to keep the place quiet and get things done. He
could not ask for orders because there was no
telegraph, and he could not get help quickly
because there were no railways. Therefore he
was obliged to acquire a personal knowledge of
people and peoples, of individuals and castes and
races, which, he thinks, is not so necessary now.
The result was that all laws and orders passed
through his personality before reaching the
people, thus acquiring a humanity and
reasonableness that is now impossible. He studied
his district and he used his powers, legal and
otherwise, as he found best. If he found a law
harsh—and in the last resort all laws are so—he
would ameliorate its action. Nowadays he
cannot do that. In the old days he administered, as
best he could, justice; now he administers
law—a very wide difference. Thus he was forced by
circumstances to acquire a knowledge and a
sympathy which are unattainable to-day; for you
only learn things by doing them.
The old district officers were known personally
by name and by reputation all through their
districts. The people looked to them for help
and understanding, and protection as much against
the rigidity and injustice of the laws as against
other ills.
But nowadays, except the Government officials
and headmen, I don't believe anyone in a district
knows who the head is. At all events, it makes
practically no difference, because the application
of the laws is supervised and enforced, and the
district officer must "fall into line." If any
personality has survived his schooling it must
now be killed.
Few men, I think, learn anything except
from two motives—a natural driving desire or
necessity. But a natural desire to study the
people round you is scarce, and the necessity of
other days has passed away. A district officer
can now do his work quite to the satisfaction of
Government and know next to nothing of the
people. In fact, sometimes knowledge leads to
remonstrance with Government, and it doesn't
like that.
Again, there has crept into secretariats a cult
of "energy" and "efficiency," and a definition
of these words, which acts disastrously upon the
district officer, both when he is under training
and subsequently.
Now, the proper meaning of an "efficient
officer" is, I take it, one who sees the right
thing to do and does it quickly and effectively;
and probably Government really has this in its
mind when it uses the word. This is what it
wants; but very often what it gets is almost the
opposite, and it is as pleased with this as if it got
what it expected. In fact, it does not seem to
know the difference. An example will explain
what I mean.
There is, we will say, in a district a good deal
of cattle theft going on, and the thieves cannot
be detected. Cattle graze in Burma in the fields,
and in the jungle on their outskirts; they roam
about a good deal, and it is easy enough to steal
them; detection is difficult.
But there is in Burma, as in parts of India, a
provision of the Village Regulation which is
called the Track Law, and it is substantially as
follows:
If cattle are missing their tracks can be
followed. When they pass out of the area under
the jurisdiction of the village wherein the owner
lives and enter another village lands, that village
becomes responsible. The tracker calls the
headman of that village and shows him the
tracks, which he must follow up and demonstrate
that they have not stopped in his jurisdiction
but gone on. In this way the tracks can be
followed till they are lost, when the village in
whose land they are lost is considered as being
the village of the thief, and is therefore responsible
for the lost cattle. It can be fined, and the
owner of the lost bullock indemnified.
This Act is taken from a very old custom
common once in most of India, and also, I
believe, in places of Europe. For several
hundred years ago, when villages were widely
separated by jungle, it had some sense.
There was then a presumption either that the
stolen bullock had been taken to that village, or
that some of the villagers had seen it pass. The
thief would probably have stopped there for food
or rest, as it was a long way on. But nowadays,
in most of the country, village fields are
conterminous, with little or no jungle between; there
are many roads, and except where the tracks
actually go into the village gate the presumption
does not arise. Cattle are common, and the
villagers are not expert trackers. Moreover,
there is a very strong premium on dishonesty,
or at least carelessness in keeping to the right
tracks. Suppose the right track lost in a wet
place, or a dry bare place, why not pick up some
other? Most cattle tracks are very similar. The
owner wants his compensation.
Yet the "energetic" officer will be expected
to work this Act à pied de la lettre.
I saw a good deal of the actual working of
this Act at one time, when I was a subordinate
officer. Every time a beast was lost it had to
be tracked, and the village where the tracks were
lost had to pay. It made no difference if there
was any reasonable presumption against the
village, there the law was. The tracks might
be lost two miles from the actual village, simply
crossing its boundary; the law was there.
I remember one village had a bad time because
it was near a frequented road, and when the
tracks got on this road they were always lost,
as the surface was hard. So the village had to
pay. Yet what evidence was there against the
village? None. I had the curiosity for some
time, whenever a case wherein a village was fined
was subsequently detected, to find out what
village had been fined, and see if that village
had been in any way cognisant of the theft. It
never had. The fine was purely gratuitous, was
worse than useless, for it was wrong.
Yet it is a Government rule—not, I think,
actually laid down, but understood—that
whenever an offence occurs, unless the culprit is
arrested a village must be held responsible.
I always disliked the Track Law and its subsidiary
sections, not because I have any objection
to holding a village, in certain cases, responsible
for its members—I think it is a sound principle—but
because it always hit innocent people, as far
as I could see. I used it as little as I could, yet
there were difficulties. I will mention a case in
point.
There was a broker who lived not in my district
but near its boundary, and one day he rode
to a village in my district to collect some debts.
He didn't collect them, and left the village in
a rage, saying he would complain to the police-station
six or seven miles away that he had been
cheated. It was about four o'clock in the
afternoon when he left, and he rode off across the
plain in the direction of the police-station.
He was sighted at dusk near the river, going
along a road which half a mile farther on passed
through a village, and no more was seen of him.
He never arrived at the police-station, and next
morning his pony was found roaming the plain
about the village near which he had last been
seen.
There was no sign of him or his body.
He was a well-known man, reputed to be
wealthy, and a great fuss was made. His wife
declared he must have been murdered. The
magistrate of the broker's district was indignant
that "his" broker should have been murdered
in my district and I do nothing. My police
could get no clue at all, nor could I. A
subordinate magistrate held a proceeding under the
Track Law against the village where the broker
disappeared, and recommended it be fined. I,
however, held my hand.
Then a body was found floating in the river
some miles lower down, and identified as the
broker's body, and his wife gave it a funeral. Still
I held my hand.
My neighbour was indignant; my Superintendent
of Police was distressed at me; my
Commissioner evidently thought me slack—"no
energy." The fact is I was puzzled, and would
do nothing till I saw clearly. So six months
went on.
What would have happened eventually had
nothing more come out I can't say, but
something more did come out—the broker came out.
He was recognised in Mandalay and immediately
arrested—for pretending to be alive when he was
really dead, I suppose—and sent to me. I asked
him what had occurred, and he confessed that he
was deeply in debt to money-lenders and had
made up this scheme to defeat them. He had
left his pony, gone down to the river, crossed in
a canoe, and gone into hiding. While he was
"dead" his wife had compounded with his creditors.
I sent him back to my neighbour with the
emphatic warning that if his broker ever came
up my way again he would certainly be done for
in good earnest. The whole district had been
turned upside down for him, and he was not
popular.
Now the points that I wish all this to illustrate
are these: Men at the head-quarters of Government,
out of touch with real life, read the Track
Law, think it most useful and just, and insist on
its being enforced. Officers on the spot, accustomed
to accept all law as the epitome of justice,
follow the Act without thinking. The responsibility
is really on them, as Government tells
them to judge each case on its merits, but they
fear that if they reported that no case under the
Track Law ever had any merits they would be
written down as "wanting in energy." As
they have not been trained to think for
themselves, they do not do so. They fulfil all the
requirements of the Act, and are satisfied.
Moreover, subsequently, to justify their own action
they must praise the Act. Therefore a vicious
circle is created. Government says: "District
officers praise the Act, therefore have it stringently
enforced, for they know its actual value." And
district officers say: "Government declares
this to be an admirable Act, therefore I must
enforce it." No one ever investigates the facts.
If a district officer have doubts, he discreetly
smothers them as babies, lest they grow.
And this is but one instance. I mention in
a later chapter a still more striking case of
this sort of action; and even many examples
would not expose its whole evil. It is the spirit
that renders such things possible that is
disastrous. So are officers trained to believe that
when anything untoward happens they must do
something—they must punish somebody. The
idea that if they act without full knowledge the
something they do will be wrong and the persons
they punish will be innocent is not allowed
to intrude. They will, of course, always act by
law, but then, "summum jus, summa injuria." In
the old days this could not have happened.
In the first place, Government trusted its officers,
and its trust was not misplaced; now it trusts its
laws; yet there is nothing so unintelligent,
nothing so fatal as rigid laws—except those who
believe in them. In the second place, officers
with the personality and knowledge of the men
of former days would have insisted on seeing for
themselves and judging for themselves. They
would have cared nothing that they might be
supposed not to have "energy." They would
know they had something better than that—they
had understanding.
The possibility of making our laws and our
government generally endurable to the people
depends on the personality of the district officer.
Nowadays he is sent out with his personality
crushed, and it gets still more crushed out there.
He becomes in time not a living soul but a
motor-engine to drive a machine. Whatever
knowledge he acquires is of the people's faults
and not their virtues. When you hear an official
praised as "knowing the Indian" or "the
Burman," you know that it means that he knows
his faults. He knows the criminal trying to
escape, the villager trying to evade revenue. It
doesn't mean that he knows more than this.
Some do, especially among the police and the
forest officers, but then they have no influence.
As showing the difference between the old
officer and the new I make the following extract
from A City of Sunshine, by Alexander Allardyce.
Few books on the East have been written with
a clearer understanding.
"Mr. Eversley, the collector, was an official
of a type that has almost passed away. He had
been brought up in the strictest traditions of the
Haileybury school and had adhered all his life
to the conservative principles of the 'old
civilianism.' When the 'Competition Wallah' came
in, Eversley foresaw certain ruin to the English
interests in India. 'Competition Wallahs!' he
used to exclaim—'as well put the country under
a commission of schoolmasters at once. But
we'll lose the country with all this Latin and
Greek; take my word for it we'll soon lose the
country.' Mr. Eversley had never been able to
make a hexameter in the whole course of his life,
and there is grave reason to doubt that he was
ignorant of even the barest elements of the Greek
accidence. But he had acquired a marvellous
colloquial familiarity with the Eastern vernaculars,
and he knew the habits and feelings of the
Bengalee better than any other officer in the
Lower Provinces. There was no chance of
Eversley falling into such a blunder as that
which was laid to the charge of Muffington
Prigge, the magistrate of the neighbouring
district of Lallkor, who once, in taking the deposition
of a witness in a criminal case, had expressed
his displeasure that evidence of such importance
should be given on the authority of a third person,
and ordered the police to bring 'Fidwi' before
him. The witness gave his evidence in the third
person out of respect. Instead of saying 'I
saw' he said 'Fidwi (your slave) saw.' Muffington
Prigge's judgments had been more than once
spoken of with encomiums by Mr. Justice Tremer
in the Appeal side of the High Court, but
Mr. Eversley's law never came before the High
Court except to be reprobated. Lawyers
complained that he did not know even the rudiments
of the Codes; but there was no magistrate in the
Lower Provinces whose decisions were received
with more general satisfaction or from whose
judgments there were fewer appeals. His
rough-and-ready way of settling cases was better
relished than the elaborate findings of the
Lallkor archon which were generally unintelligible
to the suitors till they had fee'd their lawyer
to tell them which side had won.
"The people knew that Eversley would do what
he saw to be right, independent of Act or Code,
and they had more confidence in his sense of justice
than in the written law."
What is the highest praise a Burman will give
to an officer—that he is clever, painstaking,
honest, energetic, kind? No; but that he has
"auza." And what is "auza"? It is that
influence and power that comes from personality.
Who has "auza" nowadays? No one, not even
Government. It has become, as Eversley
expected, a Commission of Schoolmasters.
Let us turn now from the personnel of
government to its methods, from its men
to its laws, from the motive power to the
machine it works, or which more often now
works government.
The first subject that comes naturally to our
view is the prevention and suppression of crime,
for in point of time that precedes all else. When
you are conquering a country, after the soldiers
have partly done their work and the civil power
comes in, its first care is to create and maintain
peace. It organises a police and appoints
magistrates. Thus in point of time the Criminal
Courts are the first to be organised and criminal
law to be laid down, and they are the foundation-stone
on which all else is built. And they remain
always the most important of the functions
of government. If they work well, then there is
a good beginning made, but if ill, then the
outlook is bad. If what should be Courts of Justice
cease in the opinion of the people to be so, then
is the very foundation-stone of your rule
dissolving. The whole edifice is undermined; it is
not founded on a rock, but on something that
decays, which soon will give way and let down
everything.
Let us go back therefore to the beginning, and
see how things worked then. The laws were
few, were crude, were often bad. It must be
remembered that a hundred years ago the penal
laws in England were the most savage, the most
useless, the most wicked the world has ever seen.
The law in India could not therefore be expected
to be very good. But previous to our rule there
was no law at all generally. And these bad laws
of ours came to the people through the medium
of personalities who were for the most part
intelligent and sympathetic. Moreover, there was
nothing like the number of cases then as now.
The system now obliges all cognisable crime to
be reported even if petty in its nature. In those
days very little crime was reported, it was dealt
with by the village communities and never known
to the Courts. There were few pleaders; and a
trial was really what it ought to be, an inquiry
into facts by a magistrate desiring to know them.
The question of personality came in a great deal,
and whatever may be alleged of the ordinary
district courts of those days, they were human,
they really tried to be Courts of Justice, they
tried to understand. The people respected them.
If they did not respect the law, at all events they
respected the magistrate who tried to do his best
with it. They had an admiration for his personality
which went a long way.
Now that is all changed.
The law has been greatly improved. It has
been codified by trained legists; Lord Macaulay
and Sir James Stephen were two of them, and it
is up to the standard of European codes. But,
on the other hand, it has been made absolute.
There is a reign of law now, and there is no
person in the world who does not hate law when
he sees it. The personality that softened it in
the old days has been ruled out. The High
Courts supervise all work and reduce it to a dead
level of uniformity. There is even a fixed scale
of punishment sometimes. On revision, cases are
rejudged on the written evidence alone. Of
course, the case cannot be altered on revision,
but the magistrate can be admonished—and he
is. All humanity is eliminated.
Therefore the Courts are despised and hated by
the people, who misuse them in every way they can.
Let us look into this matter.
In the first place, let me explode a common
fallacy. It is frequently said that Oriental
people do not dislike crime, that they condone it,
that they have low standards in matters of current
morality. Therefore they are not anxious to have
crime brought to justice as we are. They are a
bad lot, and the criminal being but a trifle worse
than the average they sympathise with him.
All that is wicked nonsense. Standards in the
East are the same as they are elsewhere. The
people dislike crime as much as we do. But they
think our laws and Courts are not calculated to
reduce crime, and they have good reason for so
thinking. Moreover, they distinguish between
the sinner and his sin—we don't. There lies
the difference. Let us consider, therefore, the
Courts and their relation to the people.
I confine myself to the province of Burma
which I know best, but there is little difference
between it and other provinces in these matters.
The law is uniform, the procedure uniform, and
what differences exist are due to interference of
the High Courts acting within the law. In the
Indian Penal Code are laid down definitions of
the various offences; what it is that constitutes
theft, or robbery, or murder. It was drawn out
by skilled and able men from the experience of
all civilised nations. It is not, of course,
perfect; no code could be that or near it, but it is
good. With most of it the people have no
quarrel. A theft is the same anywhere, and so
is a murder. With one point, however, they
profoundly disagree, and that is the classification
of offences. Theft, no matter how trivial, is an
offence against the State, is not compoundable,
and is cognisable by the police; whereas an
assault, no matter how severe, unless it causes
grievous hurt, is the opposite. It is a purely
private matter, with which the police have no
business. If the sufferer wants to prosecute he
must do so himself; pay his own expenses and
engage his own pleader, or go without. This is
a difference that offends his own instinct. Just
take two cases.
Your servant steals a little silver ornament, a
few rupees you left about; or some hungry loafer
takes some fruit off your tree. You may not
forgive him, you may not overlook it. You are
bound by law to tell the police and get the
offender arrested and convicted. By the petty
theft public morality has been outraged, and you
must assist morality to vindicate itself. You
have no option. If you do not tell the police,
you are "compounding a felony," and may be
punished. Having told the police you will have
no further trouble. They will get up the case,
look up evidence, summon the witnesses, prosecute
the case, and you will be paid for giving
evidence. The thief will be sent to gaol. But if
your enemy meets you in the fields, knocks you
down, rolls you in the dust, dishonours and
abases you in your own esteem and before all
who know of it, public morality is not offended.
It is of no use going to the police-station; they
will not listen to you, they will not prosecute, nor
take any notice. If you desire justice you must
go yourself to Court, pay to have a petition
written, pay for a stamp, get an advocate and
pay him, pay for summonses to witnesses, spend,
say, three or four pounds, and eventually your
enemy may be fined five shillings, of which you,
if lucky, may get two as compensation. You
may, if you like, at any time withdraw your
complaint, if, for instance, your enemy apologises to
you or compensates you. Now these are not
selected cases, exaggerated cases, nor unusual
cases. They are common, and in both cases the
instincts of the people are outraged. They are
not sordid-minded. A petty theft is not to them
a very serious thing. They put a higher value on
their personal dignity and self-respect than on a
trifling piece of property. To them, therefore,
all this is wrong. Theft is never a very deadly
offence, and if of small things is easily forgiven.
But they may not forgive. If the police hear of it,
they must give evidence against the culprit—or
must lie. They lie. Who blames them? The
concealment of thefts, the refusal to report them
to the police, the subsequent refusal to give
evidence, are common. Is theirs the fault? On
the other hand, as it is impossible in the Courts
to get any satisfaction for an assault, the
hot-tempered Burman seeks revenge in other ways.
The Court fails him, so he takes the law into his
own hands. He will waylay, will stab, will
sometimes murder. Then Government grieves over
the large number of serious-hurt cases and
wonders what causes them. The wily Madrassi
or Bengali coolie gets square in a different way.
The injured complainant goes off straight to the
police-station and there describes the assault more
or less correctly. This, of course, he knows will
not help him, so he adds as follows: "During
the assault a rupee dropped out of my pocket,
and when A had finished battering me he picked
up the rupee and went off with it." This makes
the offence "theft," which is cognisable by the
police, who go off and arrest B and lock him up.
Of course, at the trial the experienced magistrate
detects the truth, firmly disbelieves the rupee,
and convicts A of an assault only. But B is
quite satisfied. Has not A been locked up for a
week?
The perspective therefore of the Indian Penal
Code is wrong. It is taken from English law,
which is also wrong, that is, opposed to common
sense. How it arose I know, but this is not the
place to enter into that.
Therefore the very definition and classification
of offences are repugnant to the people, and are
themselves causes of evasion: the Indian Penal
Code itself is wrong. But that is nothing to
the wrong-headedness of the Criminal Procedure
Code.
For whereas the Penal Code only partly
offends the people, the Court procedure is wrong
from top to bottom. Its very foundation principle
is wrong.
What is its principle of a trial? Is it a means
of finding out the truth? Is it an impartial
inquiry into what has happened? Not in the least.
A trial is a duel. It is the lineal descendant of
the duels of the Middle Ages. The place is
changed, it is a Court and not a field; weapons
are witnesses and tongues, not swords nor spears;
the parties fight by champions, not in person,
and the umpire is called a judge, but the
principle is the same. Take any criminal trial. On
one side is the Crown prosecutor, on the other
the advocate of the accused. They fight. All
through the case they fight. The prosecutor
calls his witnesses, asks them only the questions
the answers to which will help his case. The
other champion cross-examines, bullies,
confuses them, tries to make them contradict
themselves, drags in irrelevant matter, and tries to
destroy what the other side has built. When
the defence is on, the state of affairs is reversed.
Neither wants the truth, and only the truth, and
all the truth. Each plays to win, and that alone.
If either knows evidence which would help the
other side he suppresses it. The judge is almost
helpless. He has to take what is given. He
sees lacunae in the evidence, he cannot fill them.
He can't get down from off the bench and go
out into the country finding evidence for himself.
He knows that every witness brought before him
has been tutored—not directly perhaps, but
indirectly by suggestion, by question, by influence.
The case is cooked before it reaches him, and
therefore hopeless. He knows he never finds
out the exact truth about any single thing. How
should he? He knows and sees that witnesses
are lying. He knows the reason, because it is
a duel, and they are, on one side or another,
fighting for vengeance, fighting for liberty. He
knows that though they are a singularly truthful
people outside, yet inside, their consciences
absolve them from the necessity of truth because
the Court is so constituted as not to be a place
for an inquiry into truth, but the arena of a duel.
He sees cases bought and sold. A clever
barrister or advocate will secure an acquittal
where a cheaper man would fail. That is
notorious everywhere. Otherwise how do great
barristers come by their big fees? Clients do
not pay for nothing. A barrister is worthy of
his hire. The poor man loses and the rich man
wins. The poor man goes to gaol, the rich is
acquitted or gets a light sentence. So it
happens everywhere. The exact truth of a case is
never known. For twenty years I was a magistrate
and judge. I tried hundreds of cases and
I did my best with each. But I never once
reached my own standard of understanding.
What is that standard? Not that of Courts of
Appeal who generally upheld my cases. My
standard was this: Do I know enough of the
case to write a story embodying it if I wanted
to? I never did. For the standard of truth that
goes to even the slightest story is very far
beyond what is required or possible in even the
most carefully heard case.
Now this is not an edifying state of things. It
is not edifying anywhere, and I have often heard
remarks about it in England from men who
happened into a court of law to hear a case. To
judges, lawyers, and barristers this view of the
proceedings does not occur, because they have
been brought up to it, and therefore their minds
are locked as far as really appreciating it goes.
In India and Burma it is even less edifying.
I have often heard Burmans talk of it. "Here
on one side are the police, trained men, with all
the power and resource of a great Government
behind them, trying to get a conviction. They
have gone about the country, searched out
evidence, tested it, summoned it, and displayed it
to its best effect in Court. On the other side is
a poor devil of a villager who has been locked up
while the police were free; who is poor, who is
ignorant, who if he can afford a pleader at all
can only afford a very indifferent one. His case
is not presented at all, or is very badly presented.
True, the case has to be clearly proved or he is
acquitted, but the same facts may wear very
different colours, according to whether the whole
truth is known or only a half. The magistrate
does his best, but he can only act on the
evidence. The police want a conviction because
otherwise their records are bad and promotion
is stopped. Do you wonder that sympathy is
often with the accused?"
So I have often been asked; and I don't wonder.
I often felt that way myself.
When a man first falls into an offence his
immediate instinct is to confess to somebody.
That is true of all the world. In Burma at the
beginning he used to confess to the Court. He
was sorry for his offence, he wanted to make the
best of it, wanted help to reform. He wanted
understanding. He thought the Court wanted
to know the truth and he would do all he could
to help. But he very soon found the uselessness
of this. He got no understanding, no sympathy,
only conviction and a vindictive punishment.
Naturally he reflected, and pleaders and people
who knew the Courts helped him to reflect.
"Fight it out. At worst you can but lose and
be no worse off than if you confessed. Why tell
the truth? No one expects you to. If you have
confessed withdraw your confession. Say you
were tortured. A trial is a fight, with the judge
as umpire. Do your best. Remember that, even
if your offence be a very small one, if it is a
cognisable offence you will be ruined for life if
convicted." That is the advice he gets. Who
will doubt but that, our Courts being what they
are, it is sound as a rule? So, because it is a
fight he won't confess; he plays for the big
stake—acquittal; and sometimes this acts
disastrously too. I will tell a case in point—one I
tried myself.
A man was accused of maiming a bullock. It
had trespassed into his Indian-corn field, and had
been found there afterwards hamstrung, and had
to be destroyed. It was proved that accused
was in the field when the bullock wandered in.
It was also proved that accused's chopper was
found close to the maimed bullock, covered with
blood. Accused had run away and had only
been arrested some days later.
Now the malicious maiming of a valuable
bullock is a serious offence. Its seriousness
partly depends on the value of the animal. The
case was quite clearly proved though no one
actually saw the offence committed. The defence
of the accused was a futile alibi. He had a
pleader who arranged this. The evidence for
the prosecution seemed quite clear, and I did not
see how I could avoid convicting the man of the
grave offence. Yet somehow I was not quite
happy in my mind. I believed the prosecution
was substantially true, but that they had been
piling it on a good deal. So before adjourning
the case till next day to give me time to write
the judgment, I said to the accused:
"I don't believe your alibi. You can see for
yourself it has no sense. But maybe if you told
me your side of the story it might not look so
bad for you as it does now."
He looked at me, hesitated, looked at his
pleader, then all of a sudden he did bring the
whole story out.
And as he told it, though it did not in any
way invalidate the evidence for the prosecution,
it did put the matter in quite a new light.
In the first place, the cattle, of which the
bullock was one, had been wilfully driven into
his field to annoy him and cause him loss. In
the second place, he had not deliberately cut the
bullock; when he saw the cattle coming through
the six-foot-high corn towards him he had in a
passion thrown his chopper at the dimly seen
moving mass of cattle. Then he had dodged
out of their way. When he found afterwards
what damage he had done he ran away in a fright.
I found there was evidence to support what he
said—for instance, he had gone straight home
and told his father before he ran away—so he
got off with a small fine. He might have got
two years. But unless he had confessed I could
never have guessed that there was quite another
version of the facts.
Now I have often suspected this state of affairs.
The substance of the prosecution is clear, but
there might be extenuating circumstances. The
accused however fights it to the last and will
admit nothing. On the evidence I could but
take a gloomy view; for, remember, all cases
are subject to revision by the High Court, who
simply read through the written evidence and are
not able to appreciate the subtle effect of tone
and manner in witnesses, which tell more
sometimes than their words.
I have said that the people have no respect
for the Courts because they have lost all respect
for the magistrate or judge. In himself he may
be worthy of all confidence; but when on the
bench he is not himself, he is a mouthpiece of
the law, or an umpire; he is not a living force.
When you lie in Court you do not deceive a
human being who is doing his best for you and
others; you only try to counterbalance the
injustice of the law by a little judicious weighting
of the scales. A man who will tell you the truth
as individual to individual will commit perjury
before you in Courts and think nothing of it. In
fact, he lies at the other side, and doesn't
consider you at all. He does it to try to get
justice, or what he thinks is justice, in place of
law, which otherwise is all he would get. I have
often been told this, and I notice the same in
England. Truth is a relationship of persons;
in a Court now the only persons are the two
opponents; the judge is only a sort of machine
to weigh evidence. As man to man I have found
Orientals as truthful as Englishmen. In
twenty-six years' experience I do not remember ever
having been told a deliberate lie as man to man.
But in the Courts you are not a man, you are an
official, and even as an official your hands are
tied. The parties have no direct relationship
with you. Their relationship is with each other—just
as in a duel or a prize-fight the relationship
is between party and party, and the umpire
is only the onlooker, who may or may not see
most of the game. In law he usually sees less
because Justice is blind. I am aware that the
bandage over the eyes of Justice is supposed to
render her just, not discriminating between rich
and poor; it does the reverse, of course. And
until Justice opens her eyes again to discriminate
what is put into her scales she will remain the
mock she now is.
In a previous book I have discussed the
question of veracity in this connection, and lest
anyone should object that what I say is true only
of the Burmese I will add this story, which is of
a well-known official in the North-West in his
younger days.
He was inquiring into a Revenue case, and
incidentally an Indian gentleman gave him
certain information. The official thought this
so important that he summoned the Indian to
Court, where, much to the Englishman's surprise,
the Indian as a witness gave a totally different
story.
They met again, however, later, and the
official asked the Indian gentleman what he
meant by going back on his words like that.
The latter smiled, hesitated, and then the wisdom
of experience spoke to the altruism of ignorance
in these words: "Sahib," he said, "you are
very young."
How the Courts are generally regarded by
the people can best be illustrated by giving an
account of a dramatic entertainment I witnessed
once. The Burmese are fond of the drama.
They have old dramas, and they have new
dramas up to date—satires for the most part.
The play I saw was of the latter. The company
was a well-known one, which had toured almost
all the province, and its most famous piece was
that I witnessed—I forget the name.
The scene was supposed to be the office of a
lawyer, barrister, or advocate, and there was a
native clerk. To him entered a would-be litigant.
The clerk listens to him for a few minutes and
then asks him if he has brought any money. The
client says "No." The clerk rises in indignation
and the client is hustled out.
He returns with a bag of money. The clerk
then listens and the client explains his case.
The clerk demands if there is any evidence. The
client is puzzled and asks what evidence is
required. The clerk then tells him slowly and
distinctly: you must have a man to swear to
this, another to swear to that, a third to swear
to something else.
The client remonstrates, saying he doubts if
he can get so much evidence. The clerk then
tells him that if he cannot get the evidence
demanded his master will not take up his case.
"But," says the client indignantly, "it is a true
case." "What does that matter?" asks the
clerk cynically. "No Court cares—or can tell
if it did care—whether your case is true or not.
It can only tell if you have evidence or not. If
you can't get the evidence your case may be the
truest in the world, but that won't help you."
The client then wants his money back, but the
clerk clings to the bag and the client is again
thrown out. The play was a long one, and I can
only give a résumé of parts of it. The client
goes looking for witnesses in the village. He
gets hold of one man and says: "Come and
give evidence." "But I saw nothing," says the
villager. "And," says the client indignantly,
"would you let me, an old friend, lose what you
know is a right cause just because you didn't
happen to see a trifle like that? What does it
matter if you didn't actually see it? It did
happen. I am not asking you to tell a lie or
invent anything."
So he gets his witnesses and takes them to the
clerk. The clerk takes down their statements.
The last scene is in Court, and the client's
advocate appears to plead for him. He does so
with a tongue two feet in length. But still he
loses his case, for the advocate on the other side
has a tongue three feet long. That this play
was the success it proved to be shows clearly
that the audience saw nothing unnatural in it.
In fact, they relished it immensely.
The magistrate was a stuffed figure.
There is a further difference in their
view of crime, between Englishmen as
they are made by education and Orientals
who in some ways remain the natural man,
which greatly affects the Courts, that is the
punishment due for crime.
In England we have had the most cruel penal
laws ever known. It is not a hundred years ago
that there were two hundred and twenty-three
different offences for which the capital
punishment was awarded. I wonder if people nowadays
ever realise their horrors. I have an account of
how a poor little servant girl convicted of having
stolen some few clothes was dragged out half-dead
with fear to a gibbet without the village and
there slowly done to death before a crowd of
people. It was no unusual thing, for theft of
over five shillings was punishable with death.
The record of our Courts in England is the most
brutal and most bloody in history. They have
been reformed but very partially. There is still
amongst Englishmen a vindictiveness towards the
criminal that is unknown elsewhere. Despite
frequent denunciation of the uselessness and the
wickedness of vindictive punishment, the idea
continually recurs. It is not merely excused—it
is even counted as righteousness by those who
maintain it.
Now it would be impossible here to give a full
analysis of the cause of this vindictiveness. It
has many causes. It is not natural, but caused
by education. But a principal one lies in our
theology. A theology that predicates a God
who devotes poor mortals He made to torture
by fire for ever, simply for the fun of watching
them suffer, has elevated cruelty, uselessness,
and vindictiveness into a divine attribute.
Therefore men may be excused and even
praised for imitating their God as far as in them
lies.
The East is free from any such theology. I
am not an admirer of any of the theories at the
base of its religions, but, at all events, none of
them have sunk to such a depth as this. Therefore
the Oriental thought is free in this matter to
discern the truth.
And further, even the ordinary villagers are
deeper psychologists than we are. How this
comes about I am not sure; by the free life of
the children I think mainly. But however it
comes there is no doubt of the fact, for it has been
widely noticed. They are very quick at gauging
character, in weighing virtues and defects, at
seeing in effects the causes. Thus, all throughout
the East the fatality that runs through life has
been seen; it has even passed into a saying. By
fatality, of course, is not meant that God
fore-ordains all events, but that every act has its
antecedent, that it never stands alone but is the
outcome of the past. There has been endless
discussion in Europe on this question, but to the
East the matter presents itself in very simple
guise. No man has the choice of when he is
born, into what sort of a physique, of what
parents or country. Neither has he any control
over how he is brought up, whether educated or
not. Thus he himself is to a very great extent a
creature not of his own will but of what we may
call Fate. He has, moreover, no control over his
environment; he did not make the laws, the
customs, nor the religion, which surround him.
Many of his acts are done under the authority of
others—parents, teachers, masters, government;
others are the inevitable result of the environment
(which he did not make) acting on his personality
(which he did not make). There is also chance—as
we call it; sudden temptation for instance.
Therefore his ability to exercise freewill in act is
small, and to hold him personally responsible for
all his acts is absurd. Especially is this the case
with crime. No one originally wants to commit
crime; if he fall into it, his "will" is not usually
to blame. A famine will cause a great deal of
crime; the criminals did not make the famine.
An unusual strain was put on them, and they
were not able to stand the strain. Everyone is a
potential criminal—given the circumstances. It is
more than probable that everyone has at one
time or another committed some offence. This
is well known in the East, for they think there a
great deal more than is supposed. They have
not been educated not to think yet. I have
myself discussed this point with many Orientals,
and I have found that this clear view of the
causation of crime is not unusual. Even if the
matter has not been thought out there is an
instinctive differentiation between a criminal and
his crime. They, as I have said before, hate
crime, but that shrinking from the criminal
so common with us is not so marked with them.
Thus they have long ago seen the futility of
attributing crime to a defect of the individual
will; they know it is due to much deeper, wider
causes. They have also seen the very narrow
limits within which punishment avails. Therefore
our punishments shock them by their cruelty.
Ordinary cattle are worth from twenty to fifty
shillings a head, and they roam about the forest
on the outskirts of the fields almost unguarded.
Yet the theft of one is punishable always with
two years' rigorous imprisonment; that is to say,
the man is vindictively and uselessly punished, is
turned into a confirmed criminal and ruined for
life for failing at a momentary temptation. I
have known cases where a man was sentenced
to ten years' penal servitude for stealing a few
rupees—a piece of savagery that the Court sought
to justify by the fact that the man had committed
several previous petty thefts. Of course, the
reason of his repeated crime was the man's
inability to earn a livelihood and exercise
self-control. He should have been taught and helped—not
sent to penal servitude. So are the instincts
of the people outraged.
I wonder how many people there are in this
world who have not committed some criminal
offence; few I should think, and those not the
most useful of mankind. I have just been
reading of Mark Twain's boyhood, and how,
besides "borrowing" many articles, he and
his friend "hooked" a boat, painted it red
so that the owner should not recognise it, and
kept it.
For that in England a hundred years ago he
could and probably would have been hanged if
caught. In Burma to-day he might, after conviction,
be let off under the first offender sections,
but he would most probably be sent to a reformatory.
Yet who thinks the worse of Mark Twain
for it?
We think we have reformed our laws and made
them common-sense, but we have not. They are
still wicked beyond computation.
In The Soul of a People, and in I think every
book since, I have animadverted upon the
uselessness and cruelty of our penal system. When
a man has committed a crime, what do we do?
Find out the weakness which led to it and cure
that weakness—turn him out a whole and
healthy man again? No. We make him worse.
We make a confirmed criminal of him. Is that
sense, to say nothing of humanity? A man who
has committed a theft is not past cure; a man
who has been in gaol generally is. The people
see this clearly enough—that in helping to get a
man convicted they are not improving matters
for themselves. The offender will come out of
gaol a more dangerous character to his village
than when he went in. For they go back to
their village; they are not thrown loose in a great
city as in England. If in England an offender
on his release had to be accepted back into his
community, the uselessness of our penal system
would soon come home to the public. But we
have no communities now in England, only an
amorphous herd of voters.
All this, however, is clear enough to the East.
Therefore they often won't report their losses.
They would sooner submit to the small monetary
loss than have it on their consciences that they
have ruined a man for life. And all for what?
Not even to rescue what they have lost, for the
bullock is usually dead and eaten, and no
compensation is ever given.
The quantity of reported crime in Burma is
bad enough, but what would it be if all crimes
were reported? Double, I should think. I have
known innumerable cases in my own experience
where no report was made even of serious offences
for this reason. One was a case of attempted
murder.
Thus there is a great and dangerous gap
between the people and the Courts, and there
is no way of bridging it. In England also
there is that gap, but it is not so wide, and
there are juries who can partly bridge it. In
Burma, practically speaking, for Burmans trial
by jury does not exist. There is nothing
between the accused and the rigid injustice of
the laws. The judge and the magistrate are
helpless; they must follow the law or be pulled
up by the High Court. But a jury need not
give its reasons; its future does not depend on
the Appellate Court; it is independent, and
therein lies its strength and its usefulness. It
is juries that put common sense into laws and
Courts.
Here is a case in point where Europeans were
concerned. There was a certain big firm, and
one day it discovered that it had lost certain
sums of money—not very large. It could not
find out how the loss had occurred; the partners
inquired in secret, but could find no evidence.
However, they suspected their cashier. They
knew he was hard up; they heard he had been
gambling. But they had no proof. What did
they do? Amend their system of accounts and
supervision to prevent loss in the future?
No. They laid a trap. They put a large
sum within their cashier's reach in such a
way that it would seem he could take it—at
any rate for a short time—with safety. He
took it, and they prosecuted him. The case,
I think, was clear, but to the astonishment
of the judge, the jury acquitted the cashier.
They gave no reasons, of course, in Court.
They simply said "Not guilty," and there
was an end; but once out of Court they were
not so silent.
"Why did we acquit? Because the firm
laid a trap. They deliberately tempted him,
knowing him to be hard up. He was not
charged with taking the first small sums, and
in our belief he never took them. Probably
he took the last big sum. But why? Because
they tempted him. The firm were accessory,
they were abettors of the crime. Of course we
acquitted."
And I think the general common sense of the
community was with them. No one has a right
to tempt to crime and prosecute if the crime
occurs. But had accused been a Burman he
would have got seven years without a doubt.
The Englishman got justice, a Burman would
have got only law. The Burmans are not blind,
do not suppose it; they see this difference well
enough.
Nothing could demonstrate more conclusively
how utterly out of touch with the people the
Courts are, how useless in preventing crime,
than the fact that every year Government in
despair prosecutes, and either holds to heavy
security, or sends to gaol with hard labour for
from six months to two years (mainly two years),
over two thousand persons who are not only
not convicted of any offence, but are not accused
of any offence. The exact number in 1910 was
2143.
This is done under the Preventive sections
of the Criminal Procedure Code, and anything
more unjust, more useless, more provocative
of crime than this misuse of the sections it is
impossible to imagine. The legitimate use of
these preventive sections is simple enough.
They are to meet the case of the police
hearing that a crime, say a robbery, is being
planned, and that to prevent its occurring,
the would-be criminals may be called on by
a magistrate to find security to be of good
behaviour.
But such cases are rare and the sections are
misused. There are general circulars in force
obliging magistrates and police to use these
sections to their utmost. When officers are on tour
they are enjoined to demand at each village they
visit if there are any idle or doubtful characters
about, and if so, to prosecute them. Pressure
is brought to bear on headmen to produce such
characters, and they do produce—everyone they
have reason to dislike.
The evidence is all hearsay. Here is a summary:
Question by Police: Do you know Accused?
Answer by Headman: Yes.
Q. What sort of character has he?
Ans. A bad character.
Q. What sort of bad character?
Ans. Well, when B.'s headcloth was missing
last year, Accused was supposed to
have taken it.
Q. You therefore consider him a thief?
Ans. Yes.
Three such witnesses, and if Accused cannot
find substantial security, away he goes to hard
labour for two years. This has gone on for the
last twenty years. In 1910 one judge has
actually opened his eyes wide enough to see that
it is a way of manufacturing criminals, and the
High Court go so far as to have "misgivings." But
there it ends.
There are in Burma now probably 60,000 or
more men who have been deliberately made into
criminals by Government. No wonder crime
is bad.
What is to be done?
The Indian people have clamoured for trial by
jury of their peers—that is their fellow-countrymen—but
it has always been refused. Government
does not say why—but the reason is well
known—it is because it fears that juries would
invariably acquit. And that fear is probably justified.
Judging from what assessors do I should say it
was fully justified. They would acquit. But
does not this very fact indicate that the law and
the people are at variance? It most emphatically
does not mean that the Orientals condone crime;
it means that they think that crime is now wrongly
dealt with. There was a period in England
when juries would not convict. Why? Because
they condoned crime? No, but because
the punishments were too brutal; and the law
had to be altered till their consciences were
satisfied. That was the way the old penal laws came
to be amended. When juries won't convict it is
because their consciences are being outraged in
some way. Has any attempt ever been made to
discover in what way our Courts in India now
outrage the people's consciences? Never to my
knowledge. There has been the fixed idea that
our system is perfect, therefore blame the people.
"They must have Oriental minds which no one
can understand."
The Indian Penal Code is the principal law
relating to offences and punishments, but there
are many minor laws and all are defective in the
same way—that they have been framed out of
some inner consciousness, and not out of practical
knowledge.
Take the Gambling Acts in Burma. The
Burmese are a cheerful people, and, like other
cheerful human beings, they like their game of
chance sometimes. When it becomes a public
nuisance, of course it must be checked, no one
doubts that; but the Gambling Acts go much
farther than that. The people have not a great
variety of games, and their principal card game
is a sort of bank. It can, of course, become a
big gamble, but it can also be as innocent as
penny loo. Nevertheless, it is always illegal
because there is a banker. That is the way the
Act is framed. So if five or six villagers gather
in the evening for a game at penny loo they can
be raided, tried, and fined or imprisoned. I had
a Burmese subordinate magistrate once who was
not only a very "energetic" officer but a very
religious officer, and he determined to stop all
this "pernicious gambling" in his township.
He established a "terror," so to speak. He had
censors everywhere, and if a schoolboy tossed
another double or quits for a farthing, the law
was after them.
I could not stop him because he had the law
behind him, but every month I sent for all his
gambling cases on revision, and I quashed them
all. There wasn't any Appellate Court behind
me in those matters and I had a free hand.
Finally, as he wouldn't take a hint, I got my too
energetic assistant transferred to other fields of
usefulness.
It doesn't look well for Englishmen to play
bridge and other games of cards for money in
their Clubs and bungalows while the Burmese are
totally debarred. It smacks of self-righteousness.
A good deal of our rule does that now,
and it does not tend to make it popular. In
human affairs there are a time and a place for
things, but in law there is only the absolute.
Now the absolute is wrong. And if there is one
quality above another that is detestable it is
self-righteousness. Our laws tend to self-righteousness;
our judges and officials are very liable
to succumb to that tendency. It is bad for a
man to have to deal continually with the seamy
side of human nature; he can only keep his mind
sweet by continual touch with the other side.
But in India and Burma the ordinary official
knows nothing of the other side. He has no
dealing with the people except in an official
capacity. He knows nothing of their ordinary
life, their work, or their amusements. He does
not take an interest in the staple industries of his
villages, nor in the amusements of the people.
Therefore he cannot see how bad the laws are
because he judges them a priori and not in
relation to their effects on the people. The Indian
Penal Code he knows, the accused and the
witnesses he does not know; the Village Act he
knows, the village organism he is hopelessly
ignorant of. Therefore when Government pass
and enforce laws that do more harm than good
he cannot tell them what is wrong. Naturally, he
must believe nothing is wrong.
Yet the whole Penal System of India is wrong.
It is very wrong indeed. I believe I could keep
a district in greater quietness and peace if its
Criminal Courts were abolished altogether and I
were allowed to use the village organism in its
proper form for preventing crime. For the
essential truth in dealing with crime, as with
disease, is that it can be prevented but can rarely
be cured. However, I do not mean to say that
Criminal Courts, if they administered good laws
and were reasonably constituted, are bad things.
They will in time be to crime what hospitals are
to diseases: places where the sufferer goes to
have his illness diagnosed and cured so that he
come out a clean man whom the community will
be glad to welcome back. That a man who has
once been in gaol is for ever a social leper is the
strongest condemnation a system of criminal
justice could receive.
As things are now the people hate the Courts;
they hate the law, all of it. It must not be
supposed that, because I have pointed out only
certain defects, all the rest is satisfactory.
That is very far from being the case. But my
object is not to criticise the laws or Courts
exhaustively. I only want to dissipate the
complacency that regards them as perfect and the
people alone to be blameworthy. There is no
one who more dislikes pointing out deficiencies
than I do. If I could I would never write anything
but pleasant things. But that is impossible.
An imminent danger hangs over our Indian
Empire, and so our own future and its can only
be secured by facing the truth. If Indian officials
on the spot would open their eyes and see things
as they are there would be no cause to write—but
they will not.
We come now to the Civil Courts,
wherein all suits relating to property, to
inheritance, and to money are tried.
I have already referred to the archaic state in
which, all over India, matters of marriage and
inheritance remain; no change has taken place
during our rule, nor could do so. Except in
Burma, all these matters are connected with
religion, and although people when in a
progressive state will themselves not hesitate to
break through fetters of religion and custom, they
will never allow a foreign Government to do so.
Our Government interferes already in a great
many matters it had better leave alone, and to
lay a sacrilegious finger on domestic concerns
would cause instant antagonism. It is not
our business. Is Government thus to intrude
into the very home? You can imagine the
howl there would be, and rightly. We must
not touch them, and the people, disorganised
as they are, cannot touch them; so there they
remain.
In a previous book I have referred to the
Burmese law that no one may make a will, and
to its effect in preventing Burmans building up
a business. Moreover, the law of inheritance
is so doubtful sometimes that when a rich Burman
dies his estate usually goes into Court and,
naturally, does not come out again. This is
very unsatisfactory, but until there is some real
self-government I see no help for it. On a
matter of this kind it is of no use collecting the
opinions of any number of Burmans as to what
should be done, and so passing an Act. It is
a fact to which I shall have to revert later that
men as individuals will give an opinion, which
if combined into an assembly with authority to
act they would greatly modify. Moreover, if
our Government were responsible, individuals
would urge action, which if they themselves were
responsible they would not take. No advice
that is not steadied by a sense of responsibility
is of much value. Our Government cannot deal
with such matters. Only a body representing
Burmese opinion and responsible to that opinion
could do it. There is not now any prospect of
any such body. The present Councils are
useless. There may be such a body in course of
time, but until there is, matters must remain
as they are. The result is discontent, naturally.
Take another similar point. In Upper Burma
a good deal of the land is what is called ancestral
land; that is to say, in private hands. Now
there was amongst the people a great pride in
holding land their ancestors held, and such land
is very rarely sold. I am not quite sure that it
can be sold. Neither is it mortgaged in the
usual sense. What the owner does is to hand
the land over to a mortgagee for a sum of money.
He pays no interest on the debt because the
mortgagee enjoys the land. Such a transaction
is called a usufructuary mortgage. The owner
can at any time redeem the land by repaying the
original loan. In Burmese time there was no
period of limitation, but our Limitation Act has
imposed a limit of sixty years. Thus a man may
hand over a piece of land to a mortgagee, go off
to Lower Burma—as many have—and at any
time within sixty years he or his heirs can
redeem the land for the same sum.
Consider what this means. I am the mortgagee
of a piece of land. If I improve it so that
its value is increased the owner can come back,
borrow money to redeem it, and re-mortgage it
for double the amount next day to someone
else. Therefore I certainly won't improve it.
I can't sell it. I can work it of course. I have
also to defend my title every now and then from
attack. It may be that the original mortgagor
did not own the land at all. He may have simply
been the member of the family in whom the
occupation was vested. The other members can
challenge my right. They do. And this sort
of thing can go on for sixty years. That is not
the sort of law to encourage progress. It
encourages litigation, but that is all. The whole
country groans under it naturally. But before
any relief could be given there would have to be
some consensus of opinion among the people as
to the change. Government could not do it
themselves. Even if their amendment were
good it would raise a hornets' nest about their ears.
Thus here again is an impasse, and a
dangerous one, typical of many.
By our system of Civil Law and Civil Courts,
of precedent and case law we have petrified the
bonds in which India lay when we arrived and
made them far more rigid than before. While
by our introduction of new ideas and of greater
material progress we have rendered the old laws
more and more obsolete, we have at the same
time stopped all evolution of these laws, and
killed any capacity they had for accommodating
themselves to change. Some lawyers even,
enthusiastic as they are about their own profession,
have seen this danger. Here is what Sir Henry
Sumner Maine, who was Legal Member to the
Government of India, says:
"What that law and usage"—Indian law and
usage—"was, the Sudder Court used to ascertain
with what some would call most conscientious
accuracy and others the most technical
narrowness. Under the hand of the Judges of
the Sudder Courts the native rules hardened and
contracted a rigidity which they never had in real
native practice. Among the older records of
their proceedings may be found injunctions
couched in the technical language of English
Chancery proceedings which forbid the priests
of a particular temple to injure a rival fane by
painting the face of their idol red instead of
yellow, and decrees allowing the complaint of
other priests that they were injured in property
and repute because their neighbours rang a bell
at a particular moment of their services. There
is in truth but little doubt that until education
began to cause the natives of India to absorb
Western ideas for themselves the influence of the
English rather retarded than hastened the mental
development of the race."
And it does so more and more, because
however much they may absorb Western ideas
theoretically, they cannot express them practically
owing to our petrifaction of their law and
custom.
Again. "The methods of interpretation which
the Sudder Courts borrowed from the Supreme
Courts imported from Westminster Hall put a
stop to any natural growth and improvement of
Hindu law."
That is to say we introduced new ideas, but
sat on the safety-valve lest they should produce
any effect. Sir Henry Sumner Maine's book is
full of similar expressions, but I need quote no
more. Those who wish to read how a lawyer
himself has admitted this failure of law will no
doubt read the book for themselves.
And now let us go on to the other functions
of the Civil Courts—money decrees and so
forth.
I do not think that they are any more in
touch with the public than the Criminal
Courts.
To begin with, they suffer from the same defect
that a trial before a Civil Court is not an inquiry
into truth, but a duel between parties. Indeed
this is even more manifest than in the Criminal
Courts, for there the magistrate does to the best
of his small ability go outside the record and try
to ascertain facts for himself; in the Civil Courts
the judge never does so. He is simply and
purely an umpire. Has the plaintiff proved his
case? If so, give him a decree; if not, then not.
Therefore perjury, and even forgery, are more
common here than in the Criminal Courts.
Now let us go back to the way suits originate,
and see what the cause is.
There are, of course, a few cases where the
issue is clear from the first. A dies. B and C
both claim his inheritance. Here from the
beginning is a clear issue which can be brought
into Court and fought out. It must come into
Court, because in no other way could it be
settled. But there are few such suits. In the
great majority of cases the original issue is
quite a small one, but when it comes into Court
it is, by one side or the other, or both, swollen
out of all recognition. Take the following
as an example. It is from a case I heard
once.
A and B were both natives of India—Hindus—and
had been partners. I cannot remember their
business beyond that they bought articles in
Upper India and imported them into Upper
Burma, where they sold them. It was a small
business. One partner would go to India, buy
stock, and return with it to Burma. They would
both trade in it, and when it was nearly done one
of them would go away to India again. This
had gone on for some years. They agreed
together excellently and made a decent profit.
They kept all their accounts in their heads, aided
by an occasional scrap of memoranda, and made
a settlement from time to time.
Then they would begin afresh.
At last came a disagreement.
When A returned to Burma with a new stock,
B objected to the price paid for one item,
alleging that A had been "done," and had paid
too much.
A indignantly repelled this accusation. B
stood to his guns. The item was only about five
hundred rupees, and the difference was not more
than twenty or thirty rupees, but neither would
give way.
The quarrel grew. B said he would not share
in the item; A said he must, as it was a partnership
transaction. B said he didn't care. A
said he would sue him in Court. B said,
"Very well, sue me." So each went off to get
a pleader.
In due time the case came into Court, but
what a case! Each side had considered that if
he had got to fight he had better get all the
weapons he could, so he raked up everything he
could think of. It was a duel, you see, wherein
each side fought not to settle the little point at
issue, but for victory—any kind of victory he
could get. Each side stirred up every sleeping
dog of war he could find, resuscitated and
galvanised dead dogs, made up imitation dogs, and came
to battle.
The issues finally framed covered several years'
transactions, and the evidence included forged
documents and quantities of perjury. Both sides
were ruined.
That is what comes of making a trial a duel.
Each side fights for victory, to save his amour
propre, and to wound the enemy wherever he
can. The original cause of difference is quite
lost.
Now that case is typical of many. It is
illustrative of human nature all the world over. If
you awake the fighting instinct you cannot
confine the parties to the original seat of war; they
will urge the attack wherever they are likely to
win. They cannot go to the judge in the
beginning as to a friend of both parties who will
inquire into the cause of difference himself and
find a reasonable settlement, because judges are
not intended to do that. Therefore parties do
not go to Court at all until they have determined
to fight it out. The case does not come to Court
till matters are hopeless.
You may say they should or could have gone
to an arbitrator. Do people anywhere in the
world trust an unofficial arbitrator? There is
a provision in Upper Burma allowing reference
to arbitration, but it is a dead letter.
The original dispute in this case was about
twenty or thirty rupees, the alleged excess paid
for the goods. The suit filed was for several
thousand rupees in transactions spread over
years: there was an equally heavy counterclaim.
The total value of the suits filed in Burma in
1910 was about £1,380,000. I wonder what the
value was of the matters first in dispute before
the cases came to Court. A fifth, I dare say,
would cover them. I notice much the same thing
in England. Human nature does not differ East
or West.
Now consider the enormous expense of all
this. The value of the subject-matter of suits
filed in Burma in 1910 was, as I have said,
£1,380,000. The value of the matters really in
dispute before they came to Court was infinitely
less, but Court fees and lawyers' fees had to be
paid on the full amount. Witnesses in thousands
were called to prove matters that should never
have come into Court at all.
And with what result?
There were 70,203 suits filed and decrees
given, but in 53,594 of these satisfaction could
not be obtained, and so the decree-holders had
to come to Court for warrants for execution.
That is to say that in over five suits out of seven
the losing party could not or would not pay.
(It does not follow that in the other two out of
the seven he did pay. The decree-holder in a
percentage of cases no doubt did not think it
worth while to go any further.)
But in 53,594 cases he came to Court for
execution. What did he get? In half these
cases he got absolutely nothing; the execution
was "wholly infructuous." In the other cases
satisfaction was obtained in full or in part.
Thus out of £1,380,000 claimed how much
was obtained? The Report does not give figures,
but the reader can judge for himself it wasn't
much. And to get even this little, what was the
cost to the litigants, that is the public? No one
knows. But there are a great many lawyers of
kinds in Burma, and a good deal of money goes
into their hands.
I do not think it would be an over-estimate to
say that for every pound originally in dispute two
pounds were spent in costs and only ten shillings
recovered, and to get this, think of the trouble,
the worry, the indignity, and the self-contempt
involved. Besides, think of the waste of time—to
say nothing of truth.
In the Report from which I take these figures
the Judges of the High Court point out that the
Courts are yearly becoming less and less used by
the public. They can't think how this can be;
but they suppose it is due to years of prosperity.
That it should be due to anything wrong about
the Courts never occurs to them. Yet perhaps
the reader will see reason to doubt if the system
of Civil Justice is perfect.
There is an Indian proverb that it is wise to go
to law once, foolish to go twice. I asked an
Indian about this.
"Why is it wise to go once?" I asked.
"Because," he answered, "you learn a great
deal, quite a great deal, which you never forget.
You learn, anyhow, not to go twice."
"But," I objected, "suppose on a subsequent
occasion money were due to you which you
couldn't get, would you sit down under the loss?"
He looked at me and laughed. "Well," he
said, "if it were a small debt I should let it go.
If I thought the man could not pay I would let
it go, big or little; but if I thought he could pay
and wouldn't, I wouldn't sue him; no, but I
wouldn't put up with him either."
"What then would you do?"
"Well," he answered reflectively, "I think I
should rob him."
"But that might bring you into a Criminal
Court," I remonstrated.
"So it might," he replied; "but the Criminal
Courts can't be worse than the Civil; and,
anyhow, it would be a change."
As to the Insolvent side of the Civil Courts,
perhaps if I say that it is no nearer the people
than any other side, enough will have been
said, and later on I shall have a story to tell
of some of my experiences, but this is not the
place.
What is gained by imprisoning a man for debt?
Nothing that I ever heard of. It is not required
to deter him from being ruined again; he
probably won't get the chance, and if he did the
fact of having been sold up once is quite sufficient
deterrent from wanting to be sold up again.
Will it deter others? People don't get ruined
for the fun of the thing. It is a dreadful thing
to be sold up; in itself that is quite enough.
Then what good does imprisoning the poor devil
do? It does none. It does harm, and nothing
but harm. It hurts the debtor and prevents his
recovering himself; it panders to the desire of
society and of creditors for revenge. There is an
idea abroad that when anything untoward happens
somebody should be punished, and then society
will have vindicated itself. But the duty of
society is to prevent crime, not punish it, and it
cannot whitewash itself in this way. It merely
condemns itself more even than it condemns him
it punishes.
Moreover, the ability of creditors to imprison
debtors is misused in a way that is almost
criminal. The creditor will imprison the debtor
with the hope that the debtor's relatives and
friends will subscribe to save him and them from
this disgrace. That is to say, the law allows a
creditor to put improper pressure on totally
innocent people in order to get his claims
satisfied. Think of the iniquity of a law like
that!
And what are these claims? Are they just
claims? They are legal claims, but are they
just?
For the most part they are claims of money-lenders.
The Courts act as collecting agencies
to the most oppressive system of money-lending
that can be imagined. Two and a half per-cent
per month is not unusual.
Government has shown its recognition of this
danger by creating Co-operative Credit Banks,
which are a great boon. But it has not thought
of revising its Civil Court procedure. As in
most other matters, it recognises something
wrong, but attributes it to the people, not to the
Courts and the law; therefore it does nothing.
But at all events imprisonment for debt should
be abolished. There were eight hundred
unfortunate debtors imprisoned in Burma in 1910.
Do you wonder that the people dread and hate
the Courts?
Civil law embraces a great variety of suits
besides suits for money, and includes a great
number of special laws. The harm that has been
done by fossilising Hindu, Mohammedan, and
Buddhist law and custom has been already
mentioned; to enter further into these matters is
unnecessary. Once it is clearly recognised that
the law and the Courts require amendment, not
in details but in fundamental principles, there
will be many better critics than I am. For
although I have been obliged to learn some law
in order to do my work, I was never an apt
student of it. Humanity and justice are the only
studies I really care for. Law is mainly a
denial of both. Therefore if the Government of
India and the local officials will but give up
thinking that where law and human nature disagree it is
so much the worse for human nature, they will
soon find out where the present laws are wrong.
But before I close this chapter there is one
further point I wish to mention, and that is the
trial of Burmese divorce suits by our Courts.
Now that is wrong, absolutely wrong, and
indefensible in every way. The Courts are not
concerned with divorce. It is by Burmese custom
and common sense a purely village matter.
Divorces can be given by the elders, and they
alone should be allowed to pronounce them.
For they are sensible men, and in such cases they
act not as judges, but as neighbours. They will
grant no divorce till they have exhausted all
means of conciliation. They know the parties as
no judge can know them; they know who is to
blame, how he or she is to blame, how the
difference can be adjusted. It is to their
interest to smooth things down and prevent their
getting worse. Theoretically the breakers of
marriages, they are in fact the preservers of
marriage. It is by their tact and common sense
that couples are kept together, and that only
when matters become impossible divorces are
granted.
But a judge is different. He knows nothing,
cares nothing, can do nothing but listen to the
complaint and grant the divorce. It must legally
be granted at the request of either party,
remember. To allow a judge to try divorce cases is a
violation of Burmese law and custom, and is
another and deep injury to the village community.
How and why it was ever allowed I don't know.
I suppose no one ever thought about it.
Divorces in England are granted by Courts
according to English law, therefore in Burma
divorces can be granted according to Burmese
law. I suppose that was the argument—if ever
there was any argument at all.
In any case it is wrong. Divorces are properly
granted by the elders acting on behalf of the
community, and by no one else. Therefore the
interference of the Courts should be immediately
stopped.
But apart from this, the questions of marriage
and inheritance are very difficult. No alien
Government can solve them. They must await
a real Council that can deal with such matters
with knowledge and responsibility.
But of all the errors of Indian government,
none is so serious as their destruction of
the Village organism throughout India;
none has had such an effect in the past; none is
likely to have such bad consequences in the
future.
It is the Village policy of government that has
created for it the most difficulties, and which is
at the bottom of the most serious unrest. For
it touches not merely a few as criminal law, but
practically all the population; it affects not only
a part of the life of India, but it has injured it
in its most vital point. In the whole history of
administration there is nothing I think so
demonstrative of the ignorance of government as the
Village policy.
The foundation on which not only all government
but all civilisation rests throughout the
world is the village. As this is contrary to the
usual idea that civilisation rests on the family it
will be convenient to shortly show how this is
so. The village is the microcosm of the State,
because it includes within it divers trades and
occupations and races and religions and castes
in one community. A family does not do so.
A family is by its nature of one blood, it is
almost always of one occupation. There are
families of cultivators, merchants, priests,
lawyers, smiths, and so on. It is of one religion,
of one caste, of one habit of thought. A family
is narrow and a village is broad. Families divide;
villages combine. Societies organised on the
family, or clan, or tribe principle have always
failed—by the very nature of things they must
so fail. The Jews are a race, or tribe, and not
a nation. They have no civilisation of their
own, but adopt that in which they live. The
Highland clans had to be broken before the
Highlands could be civilised. The caste system
in India ruined its old civilisation, and is the bar
to any new civilisation. The Turkish Empire is
dead because it was based on a religious caste
divided from all others by a mutilation, and its
people could never amalgamate with others.
There is a continual flow of peoples to and fro
upon the earth, and village communities absorb
the new-comers and thereby acquire new blood,
and, what is far more important, new ideas, to add
to the old and leaven them. Families, classes
and tribes cannot do this. They become
stereotyped, and dissolve or die. Thus the basis of
all civilisation has been the village, or in later
times the town. The decay and death of all
civilisations have been preceded by the death of
the local unit. Thus imperial Rome was itself
doomed to death when it destroyed local life;
and a new civilisation could not be built up till
the local communities had attained a fresh life.
Florence, Genoa, Milan, Pisa, Venice, and many
others made the civilisation of the Renaissance.
So in England, a free Parliament was made up
of representatives from free cities and counties.
These have been destroyed, and the present
constituencies are merely so many voters. Policies
are no longer decided in Parliament, but in
secret party conclave. Members are the nominees
of that conclave, not of free local organisms,
and Parliament has become a machine to register
its decrees. So are free institutions passing
away.
There is no lesson of history more true—more
certain—than this, that the village or town
is the unit of all free life and civilisation. It
contains all classes, different races, religions,
castes and forms of thought, and is therefore a
real unit.
Now these units have existed all over the world,
and when civilisations and governments have
disappeared they have been built up anew from
the villages. In India the village system was the
one organism that survived the long years of
anarchy and invasion, and it was in full vigour
when we conquered India. Those who care to
read up the subject can see it in Sir Henry
Sumner Maine's Indian Village Communities.
In Upper Burma, on its annexation in 1885,
the village community was strong and healthy;
it alone survived the fall of King Thibaw's
Government. Then we deliberately destroyed
it, as we had destroyed it before all through
India.
Now this is an instructive and interesting fact,
for it was destroyed in ignorance, not by malice
prepense.
Throughout India—and especially in Burma—you
will find Government reiterating its conviction
of the importance of preserving the village
organism, repeating the conviction of its
absolute necessity, and at the same time killing it.
This is but an instance of much of the action of
Government. It means well; it does actually
see the end to be attained—it has no idea how to
attain that end; but, instead, it renders it impossible.
If I explain what happened in Burma, the
history, mutatis mutandis, of what has occurred
throughout India will be clear.
In the first place, a "village" does not mean
only one collection of houses; it is a territorial
unit of from one to a hundred square miles.
Originally, of course, there was in each unit one
hamlet; but, as population grew, daughter
hamlets were thrown off. They still, however,
remained under the jurisdiction of the mother
hamlet, and they all together formed one village.
In each village there were a Headman and a
Council of Elders. The headman was appointed
or rather approved by the Burmese Government
for life or good behaviour; the council was not
recognised by law. Notwithstanding this, the
council was the real power. It was not formally
elected, it had no legal standing, but it was the
real power. The headman was only its
representative and not its master; he was but primus
inter pares.
This headman and council ruled all village
matters. They settled the house sites, the rights
of way, the marriage of boys and girls, divorces,
public manners; they put up such public works
as were done, they divided the tax amongst the
inhabitants according to their means, and were
collectively responsible for the whole. There was
hardly any appeal from their decision, but the
power not being localised in an individual but in
a council of all the elders, things went well. The
village was a real living organism, within which
people learned to act together, to bear and
forbear; there were a local patriotism and a local
pride. Within it lay the germ of unlimited progress.
The English Government on taking over Upper
Burma recognised the extreme value of this
organisation. In Lower Burma much of our
difficulty arose from the fact that the organisation
was wanting and that between Government and
the individual there was no one. So one of the
first efforts of Government in Upper Burma was
to endeavour to preserve and strengthen this
local self-government. Unfortunately every effort
it made resulted in destroying it rather than
consolidating it. A wrong view was taken from the
beginning.
The council was ignored. How this happened
I do not know, I can only suppose that it arose
from ignorance. The only man recognised by
the Burmese Government we replaced was the
headman. They dealt directly with him and not
with the council. They did not appoint the
council or regulate it in any way. In law
no council existed. Therefore, when we took
over, the law was mistaken for the fact—a common
mistake, due to seeking for knowledge in papers,
and not in life—and the council was ignored.
The following seems to have been the argument:
Government appointed the headman, therefore
he was an official. Government did not appoint
or recognise any council, therefore there was no
council. Anyhow, that was the decision arrived
at and enforced.
There is on record a circular of the Local
Government in which the headman of a village
is described as a Government official; to be to
his village what the District Officer is to his
district. That is disastrous. A headman is not
an official of the Government. His whole value
and meaning is that he is a representative of the
people before Government. He expresses the
collective views of the village and receives
the orders of Government for them as a whole.
He is their head, not a finger of Government.
He corresponded almost exactly to the mayor of
an English town, who would be insulted if you
called him a Government official. Yet this
mistaken view was taken of the village headman,
and this error has vitiated all dealings of
Government with the village organisation and its
headman. He is appointed by Government instead
of being appointed by the people and approved
by Government. He is responsible to Government,
not to his village—as he ought to be—for
the use or abuse of his powers. He is punished
by Government for laxity. By the Village
Regulation he can be fined by the District Officer.
There has grown up among Europeans in the
East a custom of imposing fines. They fine their
servants for breakages and innumerable other
small matters, and then complain how scarce
good servants are. The clerks in Government
offices used to be subject to continual fines until
Lord Curzon stopped it. Now headmen of
villages can be fined by the District Officer; and
they are fined; the proviso is no dead letter. It
is a mark of the "energetic" officer to use it.
Can there be anything more destructive?
Imagine the headman, the mayor of a community
of three or four thousand people, fined five
shillings for the delay of a return, or set, like a
schoolboy, to learn a code—with the clerks. I
have seen this done often. What respect for
Government, what from his own people, what
self-respect, can he retain after such treatment?
Again, by ignoring the council and making the
headman an official, Government set up a number
of petty tyrants in the villages, free from all control
but its own; consequently it has been forced to
allow great latitude of appeal. This still further
destroys his authority. He is under old custom,
legalised by the Village Regulation, empowered
to punish his villagers who disobey him in certain
matters. The punishments are, of course, trivial.
When approved by the council, as in old days,
they were final; but now they can be appealed
against—and are. A headman who endeavours
to enforce his authority runs the risk of being
complained against and forced to attend
Headquarters, to waste days of valuable time and
considerable sums of money to defend himself for
having fined a villager a shilling for not mending
his fence. One or two experiences of this sort
and the headman lets things slide in future.
Thus interference with the village is constant
and disastrous. Headmen are bullied, fined, set
to learn lessons like children, all in the name of
efficiency. And Government wonders why the
village system decays. A continual complaint
of Government is that headmen are no longer the
men they used to be, that they have lost authority.
The best men will not take the appointment—and
who can wonder? Here is a story in illustration:
There was a small village in my district, on a
main road, and the headman died. It was
necessary to appoint a new one. But no one would
take the appointment. The elders were asked to
nominate a man, but no one would take the
nomination. I sent the Township Officer to try
to arrange; he failed.
Now a village cannot get along without a
headman. Government is at an end; no taxes
can be collected, for instance; therefore it was
necessary a headman be appointed at once. I
went to the village myself and called the elders
and gave them an order that they must nominate
someone. So next morning, after stormy meetings
in the village, a man was brought to me and
introduced as the headman-elect. He was dirty,
ill-clad, and not at all the sort of man I should
have cared to appoint, nor one whom it would be
supposed the villagers would care to accept.
Yet he was the only nominee.
"What is your occupation?" I asked.
He said he had none.
"What tax did you pay last year?" I asked
him this in order to discover his standing, for
men are rated according to their means.
He told me that he had paid five shillings—less
than a third of the average.
"You are willing to be headman?" I asked.
"No," he said frankly. "But no one would
take the place, and the elders told me I must.
They said they would prosecute me under the
'bad livelihood' section if I didn't. I could take
my choice between being headman or a term in
prison."
This was, of course, an extreme case, but it
illustrates the position. The headman is
degraded and all administration suffers.
It is the same in municipalities. The work is
done by the District Officer because it is easier
for him to do it than to instruct and allow others
to do it.
The people one and all hate this. The
headman hates it, because though he is given much
greater power nominally than he used to have he
dare not use this power. He is isolated from his
villagers, and so often becomes an object of
dislike to them. Through him orders are enforced
which are not liked by the people, and he has to
bear all the brunt. His dignity is gone.
Sometimes he is murdered.
The elders hate it. They have been ignored.
They are placed under a headman who may or
may not attend to what they say. They have
lost all interest—because all power—in their
village affairs. They have no responsibility.
The villagers hate it. A council of their own
elders they could respect and submit to; a
one-man rule they detest. Their appeal to the
council on the spot (who know) has been lost; and
in place of it they have an appeal to a distant
officer who, with the best will in the world, cannot
know. An appeal costs money, and even to win
may be to lose. They all want to manage their
affairs; they can do it far better than we can,
and there is nothing they so much appreciate as
being allowed to do so. Here is how I learnt
this:
Some eighteen years ago I was leaving a station
where I had been for a year as subordinate
officer, and had to cross the river by launch to
the steamer station on the other shore. I went
down to the bank to get the launch, but it was
late. I saw it three miles away, and so sat down
under a tree to wait.
Presently two or three elderly Burmans came
and sat down near me. Then came others, till
maybe twenty elderly men were there. I
recognised two or three vaguely, but none clearly.
I wondered at their being there, and asked:
"Are you crossing over too?"
They shook their heads.
"What are you here for, then?"
They looked embarrassed, and at last one
spoke. "We came to say 'Good-bye' to you."
I stared. "But I do not know you, except
that I suppose you are elders of the town."
"We are," they said, "and you do not know
us because you have not ever worried us in any
way. When we had business together you did
it quickly and decisively; otherwise you left us
alone. You did not treat us as children.
Therefore we are sorry you are going."
I laughed. I could not help it. To come and
express regret at a man's leaving on the ground
that they knew next to nothing of him and did
not want to know more seemed unusual.
But it was true. And often, after, did I think
over that "send-off" and take the lesson to
heart.
Now what is true in Burma is true over all
India. The local circumstances of course vary.
A lumbadar in the North-West, for instance,
does not quite correspond to a headman in
Burma. The actual form in which the village
was organised differs from place to place
according to local needs. Even in Burma it differed
a good deal. But the differences were only of
form. In all India there were self-contained
village communities within which, to a certain
extent, caste, religion, and race were
subordinated to local communal feeling.
And everywhere Government has killed it by
turning the village officials into Government
officials, responsible to Government and not to
the village.
Thus there is now absolutely no organism a
man can belong to. There are three hundred
and fifty million individuals in India, and that is
all. They are divided laterally into strata by
caste and religion, and there is no influence to
draw them together. All organised life is dead.
Government by means of its official—the
headman—interferes with almost every detail of life,
regulating his conduct by rules drawn up in
Secretariats by men who never knew what a
village was, and the appeal is to another alien
officer.
Further, all morality and all conduct are the
outcome of corporate life, that is to say, of the
village or of a larger unit. Morality is, in fact,
where it is useful and true, the knowledge of how
to get along with your fellow men and women,
what conduct offends them and leads to the
injury of society, what pleases them and tends to
harmony and mutual happiness. It is not fixed,
but adapts itself to changing circumstances of
the society, and it is enforced by the opinion of
that society.
But injure the society and both manners and
morals are shaken. It is a common complaint
of India to-day that the bonds of morality have
greatly slackened and that manners have almost
disappeared. This is attributed to the waning
influence of religions. But, generally speaking,
religions have not waned in India—on the
contrary, their influences have increased. The
people have become more and more in the power
of religious systems. Therefore the cause given
is absurd and untrue. It does not exist. Further,
neither morality nor manners are the outcome
of religion. On the contrary. Religions claim
them to be so, but the claim is false. Manners
and morals may be said to be the gravity which
binds individuals into a community. They make
the community and are themselves the outcome of
the community. Destroy the community and you
have destroyed the source from which manners
and morals arise.
That has been done all through India. In
another book I have pointed out how disastrously
this has acted in Burma and how much the people
feel it. I do not want to repeat myself. But if
those officials who deplore the frequent cases of
young girls running away with boys, of seduction,
of adultery and other offences, of immature
marriages, and other mistakes, would but realise
that all these arise from the injury we have caused
to society, there might be a change. All the
human virtues, with no exception, either arise from
or are increased by the aggregation of men into
communities, and it is very difficult to keep them
alive where no organic communities exist.
Consider the words humanity, civilisation,
patriotism, urbanity—their derivations and their
meanings—and you will see this.
I do not think I need say more. I have tried
to set out the facts as clearly and dispassionately
as I can. I have omitted much that I might
have said. I have tried here, as throughout, to
understate difficulties rather than exaggerate
them, because exaggeration defeats its own ends.
But I think if the reader will try to realise to
himself the state of affairs where no village has a
say even in its simplest affairs, and where
everything is under the eye of a Government official,
where all initiative is forbidden and where the
best men stand aloof from all interest in village
affairs, he will have some idea that unrest is not
unreasonable.
The village organism was the one vital institution
left to India; it was the one germ of corporate
life that could have been encouraged into a larger
growth. It has been killed. It will have to be
resuscitated before India can cease to be India
Irredenta.
I will begin what I have to say about this
by telling a little story about what
happened to me when I was a Subordinate
Magistrate—some sixteen years ago now.
A Burman was brought up before me charged
with possessing opium. A Sergeant of Police
had met him at a rest-house in the jungle the
day before, and had entered into conversation.
The man was sickly and told the Sergeant that
he was on his way down from the Shan States,
where he had gone to trade. But he had caught
the prevalent fever, had then lain ill and lost his
money. So he was going home again to his
village about fifty miles away, where he hoped to
recover his health. Meanwhile he took a little
opium for the fever, for in the Shan States opium
is not contraband.
"Oh, you have opium?" asked the Sergeant.
"I brought some down with me," the man
said, producing it. Then the Sergeant, as in
duty bound, arrested him and brought him into
Court.
The case was quite clear. The man admitted
the opium, urged that he was ill, also that he did
not know—neither of which is a defence in law—and
I passed the smallest sentence that I thought
the High Court would allow to pass without a
reprimand. I fined him ten rupees or in default
ten days' imprisonment. Then I went on to
other cases and forgot about it. At four o'clock
I left the bench and went to my private room
to sign papers before leaving Court. There
was a pile of them. I signed, the peon pulled
away; I signed again, he pulled; and so on till
I looked up. There in the doorway stood the
Sergeant. He seemed embarrassed. He smiled
an awkward smile, saluted, and then stood
doubtfully on one foot and the other.
"Well?" I asked, surprised. "What is the
matter?"
"Nothing," he replied.
"Then you needn't stay," I said suggestively,
and went on signing. He didn't go. He smiled
again and swallowed. I signed a dozen sheets
or more and then looked up, and there he was,
still smiling.
"Well," I asked, "what is the matter? Out
with it."
"We are all poor men," he said.
"Who are?" I asked carelessly.
"All we police," he said. "I gave a whole
rupee, but the others could give but a penny or
twopence each because they are only constables.
We could not afford more. We are poor men,
your Honour."
I stopped my signing. "Sergeant," I said,
"come here. I don't know what you're talking
about. What is the matter?"
"There is a little girl," he answered, coming
up to the table. "That's the difficulty."
I held my head between my hands. I had no
idea of what he could be talking about. The
syncopated method of beginning a conversation
which Burmese often use made my head ache.
I stared, he stared. At last I said:
"Sergeant, I'm going home," and rose. Then
it all came out.
It was the opium smuggler. He could not
pay the fine, for he was penniless. He had no
friends this side of fifty miles away, and he had
with him a little daughter aged ten years or so.
This was, of course, the first that I had heard of
her, but it seems that she was just outside when
her father was being tried, and when she heard
he had to go to gaol she was in despair. They
wept together.
Therefore the Sergeant whose zeal had caused
the trouble repented of his work and took up a
collection. In the police-office and among my
clerks he got five rupees. That was but half,
and they did not know where to get the rest.
Then someone had a brilliant idea. "Go," he
said to the Sergeant, "ask the magistrate." "Therefore,"
said the Sergeant, "I came in to
your Honour."
"For what?"
"The other five rupees."
I laughed. How could I help it? The
audacity of the demand, that I, the magistrate,
should pay half the fine that I had myself
inflicted!
"Sergeant," I said severely, "what have you
and I to do with offenders who break the law?
Are we to pay for them? What is the good of
your arresting them and my fining them if we
afterwards pay their fines for them? We make a
mockery of the law and ruin ourselves."
He did not answer.
"You see the point?" I asked.
He did.
"Then I am going home."
The Sergeant saluted. "I didn't suppose your
Honour has the money in Court. Shall I come
for it or will your Honour send it over?" he
replied.
"Send what?"
"The five rupees."
I sent it over.
This story, besides illustrating the kindheartedness
of the people and their quickness to see the
injustice of a law and try to remedy it, shows the
difficulty Government have in this matter of
opium.
Now I do not intend to go into this very
controversial subject. I have read the evidence and
the Report of the Opium Commission some years
ago, and I have my own opinion about both.
That I will keep to myself. All I have to say
here is that opium in reasonable doses is a most
valuable drug—the most valuable we have. It is
in fever-haunted districts the best friend of the
people. Some of the best fighting men of the
Empire take it and demand it. In its time and
place it is no more harmful than liquor, and I
have no belief in putting the world into an iron
case of everlasting "Don'ts." People should be
made temperate by training and judicious restriction
of opportunity, and not made the slaves of
laws. I don't believe in slavery of any kind.
But opium can be and is abused, and there is
no doubt that amongst the Burmese generally
there is a desire that its use be totally prohibited.
A general opinion like that should be respected
whether it is right or wrong.
There comes the difficulty. Take Burma as a
whole and consider it. The vast majority of the
inhabitants are Burmese, but in places in Lower
Burma there are large colonies of Hindus and
Mohammedans. There are, moreover, many
Chinese traders and carpenters spread about all
over. They are accustomed to use opium, were
so accustomed before they came there, would not
have come if they could not have got their stimulant.
Then, again, Burma is bounded on the east
by the independent Shan States, where there is a
great deal of fever, where opium grows, and the
people use it. Beyond these States is China,
where opium is grown largely. Moreover, there
are in Lower Burma one or two districts where
fever is very deadly and opium is used by the
Burmans with the consent of public opinion.
Now sum up all these factors, and see how
complicated the problem is.
The Burmans generally want opium prohibited.
"Very well," says Government; "we will prohibit
it for Burmans; but what about the rest of the
population? They want it; their public opinion
does not forbid it. They are immigrants, and
would not have come if they had been unable to
get it. Therefore there must be opium shops
for them. But Burmans shall not be allowed to
buy."
So far so good in appearance. The Burman
may not buy from the shop, and doesn't. He
buys from a friendly Chinaman, who for a little
commission buys the opium at the shop and
hands it over outside.
But this trick was discovered, and Government
did its best. It allowanced all Chinamen. They
could buy so much and no more, just enough for
their own use. If they sold to Burmans they had
to go without themselves.
That was excellent, only there were two ways
round. One was for Chinamen who did not use
opium—not all do—to act as honest broker; the
other was smuggling from the Shan States. The
quantity of opium smuggled down from the Shan
States cannot be estimated, nor can it be stopped.
How can you guard five hundred miles of frontier
all mountain and forest, intersected by forest
paths? Opium is light, compact, easily
concealed. Government does its best, but it cannot
do the impossible.
Therefore the Acts are widely evaded, which
is always a bad thing; but there is a worse
effect than this—there is discrimination by
nationality.
I do not think there can be anything worse
than an Act that says such and such an act is
right and proper for people of one nationality
but wrong and penal for people of another. A
Chinaman may walk about and do openly what
if a Burman does he goes to gaol for. What
difference is there between the natures of the two
people to make such a difference? There is
none. Therefore the effect of this law, although
it be according to the general desire, is to make
the Burman feel that he is a child not to be
trusted. This is a bad feeling. If opium were
totally prohibited in Upper Burma for everybody
except Indian troops or officials sent there by
Government, and therefore not free to stay away,
this feeling would not arise. If local option
is to have effect it should be by areas and not
races.
The same thing applies to alcohol. An Indian
coolie can go and buy some liquor and have a
drink with his friends. A Burman may not. At
least not of licit liquor. Therefore a great deal
of illicit liquor is distilled.
Try to see how demoralising all this is.
Take a town like Sagaing, my last head-quarters,
which is really only a big village, and note the
results. There is a liquor shop where European
liquors, beer, and spirits are sold, and there are
several shops where native spirits are sold. A
European, or half-caste, or Hindu, or
Mohammedan of the better classes could go and buy
a bottle of Bass or of Dyer's ale at the
European shop and take it home for dinner. The
Burmese magistrates, inspectors of police, and
so on could not—legally. My Treasury officer,
being a Burman, was debarred; his subordinate,
a native of India, was not debarred. What
happens? Well, I don't know. But I bought
a pony once from a very respectable and able
Burmese Inspector of Police, and the first
morning I rode him he took me gently but
firmly to the back door of the liquor shop. That
gave me an idea, but I kept the idea to myself.
I have often had ideas of this nature.
Then take the poorer classes. Is it good for
one race of people to see another making merry
with a glass while it is illegal for them to do so?
Does it not create bitterness, to say the least?
Does it not perpetuate differences that must
disappear if self-government is to succeed?
Here, again, if laws are to succeed they must
be in accordance with the desires of the people.
Only the people at large can stop smuggling.
Read the history of how English smuggling was
stopped; it was because no one could smuggle
without being informed on—that is to say, public
opinion had turned against them.
But that is not so in Burma. Were prohibition
of opium or spirits by localities where all
were treated alike, you could ask the people to help
you to enforce their wish. But for opium and
liquor to be sold to some and refused to others is
not a local option. No one likes it, and no one will
help to stop smuggling. That is human nature.
Government has been and is greatly abused for
its opium and liquor policy, but I think if facts
are looked at squarely it will be seen that the
situation is very difficult. The only way out that
I can see is through local self-government. If
the scheme that I sketch out at the end of this
book took form there would be local option
eventually, and people will submit to what they
themselves enact, whereas they chafe against the
same thing when imposed from above. That is
human nature, and it is a very valuable trait of
human nature. It is the revolt against subjection,
and the declaration that the objective of life is to
be free. The only morality of any value comes
from within; that imposed from without may
improve the body, but it enervates the soul. Now
the body is temporary and the soul eternal.
Here I may end my criticism of the machinery
of government. Not that any of the other
branches of the administration are better than
those I have written of. The land laws are, I
think, worse, because they are based on imported
fixed ideas and not on any careful investigation
of facts and the underlying causes of facts. The
police administration is bad; the village
administration worse than bad. But I do not want to
criticise; I want to establish my point, which is
that the unrest in India is a legitimate unrest,
that it is not factitious or political, but based on
very real grievances that must grow till they are
relieved.
I have picked out these four branches of the
administration: the Criminal and Civil Courts,
the Villages, and the Opium and Excise, for
specific reasons. The reason I chose the first
two is because no one ever seems to have
suspected before how bad they were. Everyone has
gone on the fixed idea that because the
magistrates and judges are honest and the law up to
date there can be nothing to complain of in them.
The fault must be in the people.
Only as I write I get a letter to this effect from
an officer of long experience. He had "never
seen anything wrong with the Courts." Therefore
I have set out the facts to the best of my
ability. I want the reader to see for himself. I
don't want him to accept my authority that they
are bad; I don't believe in authority. I want
him to think over the facts I have laid before him
and frame his own judgment. I think that he
will see that the Courts which have been declared
impregnable are very vulnerable indeed.
The reason I chose the Village is because it
is the unit of self-government.
The reason I chose the Opium and Excise was
different. Whereas Government has never been
criticised for its Courts and its law, which are
bad, it has received unending criticism for its
Opium and Excise policy. Yet, mistakes apart,
I don't see how it is much to blame. The
difficulties are inherent. They are the same in nature
as those that beset liquor legislation in England.
The question has not been solved here; far from
it. In fact, it is insoluble by Act; it is only
soluble by education of the individual. The
right and temperate use of alcohol and drugs
is a personal, not a State question. Therefore
where Government could have been criticised it
was not, and where it did its best in great
difficulties it was abused. This will give a key to
another difficulty in India: Government receives
hardly any good and useful criticism from any
side. It is abused and praised, but that
understanding criticism which is of the greatest value
to individuals and Governments is wanting. The
Indians are feeling serious unrest, and they
cannot diagnose the cause—no one can diagnose
himself—so they strike out at random against
Government measures and officials. They are
like a certain party in England who also are
unhappy with things as they are, and who
express their dissatisfaction at, say, the marriage
laws—which were made not by man, but by
Churches, whose great supporters were and are
women—by smashing the orchid house at Kew.
It reminds me of Andrew Lang's ghost. What
he wanted to say was that the drains were out
of order and a danger to all the inhabitants of
the castle. But he suffered from aphasia, and
the nearest he could get to an indication of his
meaning was driving round and round the castle
at midnight in a hearse and four.
Most changes arising in societies are
incoherent in the same way, but it must not be
supposed that because the expression is irrelevant
there is no real and serious cause beneath it.
When an overboiling kettle spills and scalds the
cat who never did the kettle any harm, it is hard
luck on the cat, but it is not unnatural in the
kettle. And it would be dangerous therefore to
stop up the spout. Later on the kettle might
explode and damage the cat's master.
The English papers in India want to support
Government, which is right; but the best support
they could give would be to point out where
Government goes wrong and help it to go right.
They never do that, because the editors live in
towns and know nothing of the country. Moreover,
they too suffer from fixed ideas.
It is the same with the criticism the Indian
Government gets from England. There are here
practically only two parties. One says, "Sit
tight on the safety-valve and shoot anyone who
comes near you"; and the other says "Give
government to the people." Now there is no
organised Indian people as yet to give it to.
No Government has ever had so little help
from intelligent criticism as the Indian
Government; none ever needed it more. No Government
in the world is more sincerely desirous of
the good of the people it governs; none knows
so little how to secure it.
You cannot have any work done efficiently
unless there is honest and understanding criticism.
No sensible person objects to it if it is given
sincerely and fairly. But that is not so in India.
Considering how unfair most criticism of the
Indian Government is, it shows great self-restraint
in the consideration it accords to it. And you
can't expect Government officials to criticise
themselves. It isn't part of their functions and
it isn't fair to ask it. Their duty is to carry out
the laws and orders they receive. They have
neither the time nor the attitude of mind to be
always criticising them.
But there ought to be somebody whose function
is to investigate the working of government, and
to suggest and criticise. In England it used to
be done—badly—by Parliament and the papers.
Now no one does it: everyone now only seeks
"party" advantage. In China there used to be
censors whose duty it was, I am told, to watch
the working of the machine and criticise it.
That would be an admirable idea if it could be
carried out.
The Government of India should have censors.
They should be well paid, and I think their lives
would have to be heavily insured. Their reports
should not be pigeon-holed, but published.
At present this ill-informed criticism of Government
has succeeded in achieving one and is pressing
another measure for the alleviation of the
unrest which can do nothing but harm. The
danger is that Government, not knowing the right
thing to do and pressed to do something, will
accept these measures rather than be accused of
ignoring the unrest.
India is lost to us—lost in spirit, and only
awaiting the opportunity to be lost in substance.
How shall she be regained?
Government have two ideas. Let us see what
these are.