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Burning and seizing livestock to punish hostile village, but inhabitants not intimidated |
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Langnyu valley - 4 miles. Leaving all our baggage in camp under a guard we moved up to the main village of Pangsha with all our coolies. As we left at 6:30 Pangsha men were shouting from the hill above us and challenged us to come up. A few bursts of fire at times kept them at a distance. Half a dozen men were knocked over, but all picked themselves up again, modern bullets more often than not wound without killing. The village is very big, about 500 houses, and so awkwardly situated that we had some difficulty in dealing with it. On the spur up which we went is a small "khel" low down and a big "khel" above it. On another spur, separated from us by a broad and very deep ravine, is the biggest "khel". The reputation of the village makes them so completely immune from attack that there are no defences at all. All the stuff had been removed from the houses and we could not scatter our party to look for it. |
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The coolies got a good few pigs and cattle, and we set fire to all three "khels". Then we withdrew, and Pangsha men were so close on our heels, though dead ground prevented us from seeing them, that they nearly got four coolies who had somehow failed to join the men burning as they went down. Pangsha's oft-repeated boast that they could beat off the Sircar with sticks can hardly be repeated, but we were unable to do them as much damage as I should have liked. |
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We were back in our camp by a quarter to twelve, and at half past, after a short meal, went down stream. The path was easy to begin with and more or less disappeared when the river began to go through gorges. Our progress became slow and we could not go up and deal with the separate Wenshoyi khel of Pangsha as we had wanted to. We are in camp on the river and it will have to wait till tomorrow. |
