| a = — i Il. Read and reflect: — "rr Here is a story about a voyage from Liverpool to Calcutta during the British rule in India. It tells how the author and the hero of the story manage a potential calamity, silently and bravely. THE SERANG OF RANAGANJI Dr A. J. Cronin ‘Look, my dear! Did you ever in your life see such an absurdly comic creature!’ A smartly dressed woman, | first-class passenger on the Ranaganji, about to sail from Liverpool on the long voyage to Calcutta, made this remark, in a high 'well-bred' voice, to her companion, as they stood before me on the . wnatwasnotabl shop Jiner's upper deck. the appearant | i i Indi erang?, Following their amused gaze, my eyes came 7 BE to rest upon a squat, very ugly native seaman, with short legs and a large disproportionate head. I recognized him as the Indian serang, or quarter-master of the ship. He was quietly superintending the crew of lascars now completing the loading of baggage. ‘Looks hardly human,’ agreed the man, with a superior smile. »)20*Inclines a chap to believe, that dear old Darwin was fot altogether wrong...ch?' The voyage began favourably in calm, clear weather. We crosse BAY of Biscay without suffering unduly from the turbufent waters and soon were through the Strait of Gjbraltar, eee (ictal Mediterranea : unlit? BAe skies. The Ranaganji was a stout old tul ed manned by white officers, with an entirely native Indian crew. I was the physician of the ship and was delighted by the balay breezes and brilliant sunshine, The ship rag pred, packed with passengers from stem td’stern — the usual tourists and pleasure seekers, together with a large number of Anglo-Indian army officers, many of whom were accompanied by their wives and families. From the first night out there was tremendous fiety on + Who were th on the RatUnit A BRAVING THE HAZ EN chief among the social promoters was Miss ith, the Woman whom I had overheard on the sck the morning of our departure, Jope-Smith was a thitisting person, obviously t x rip yroeays Paring gute to look younger. onl a snob but a bore, an assertive bore. ied Port Said. Everyone went ashore excitedly, back with silks, shawls, cigarettes, scent, and lery. Then we were through the Red Sea, past the ‘rocks of Aden, and out upon the wide Pe Sea. = Who was Miss Jope- 7 Smith? Write a short following morning, as | held my — “2*2te" sketch itions in the surgery adjoining my cabin, the . Hasan, appeared, bringing with him two of his k hands. He inclined his head in a respectful d addressed me. His voice was hoafe, yet it ly undertone. 'Doctor Sahib, I fear these men J nly did not look well; they complained |, malaise, of intense headache and aaa s. They looked frightened too, as I asked them and began my examination. Both were « what was the condition i and that of the seamen who were Ree cececcpesce and that er esenn v is nature's gravest warning, eee y horror, my pafpitatirig fingers i i How did A) Cronin cof a scattering of hard little How did A) Cronin at . (iter the wrist skin of each man. It (7fecteu with ( Je symptom of smallpox. smallpox? nr e~/< to hd inexperienced in my profession, I armed to control my feelings. My expression d yisjbly, for glppoush the serang said i f lined fattered face assumed a look o} ravity. ee cin beating heart, I made y bo the bridge. Hamb not there, but in the chartroom ; a up sharply as I burst in, ‘Sir,’ my ‘[ have to report smallpox on board, Two of | | saw his lips draw tightly together.000k or Gass x1. NUS i an of fifty-five, known aS @ , describe He wasla\niccecuae t and fair- Hamble. What ) strict disciplinarian, but also as a jus ran minded officer. about the br ‘Doctor,’ he said, drawing up at leat smallpox 0 : coming close to me, his words unmis' i grim, uae you are in charge of the health of the ship. It's entirely up to you. I can't give you any of my. officers; I'm overloaded and understaffed. But Iam going to give you the serang. Believe me, he's the finest man J have. You've got to keep this thing from spreading. — ‘And what's more, don't let a whisper of it get out, or we'll have a bloody panic." 1 left the chartroom, realizing, with a weakness in my stomach, the desperate responsibility of my position. Here we were, in the middle of the Arabian Sea, fifteen hundred passengers aboard, no means whatever of vaccinating them, and smallpox— the most deadly date rane ‘i contagion in the whole dictionary of disease. Back in the surgery, one of the lascars was in the grip of a violent‘rigout. I turned from the shivering man to the serang, whose incalculable eyes remained fixed upon me. 'We've got to isolate these men.... Check the contacts...’ There was no sick,bay,on board, not H inch of available gabin space. led, I looked at ' serang, who, pernrae again turned upon me the | full force of his eyes. 'We will make a shelter on the afterdeck, Doctor Sahib. Very cool there. With pl of fresh air.’ poche of derticks and donkey engines, he set to work. Wi an hour, he had erected, with silent efficiency, a canvas shelter. Mattresses and sheets were then bi up and the two patients were comfortably insta Our next step was to titer ; medical inspection. One of fl oi . fi oe with the beginnings of the typical with the other cases. aanen —\ ) ee low, who is going to help me attend these men?’ glanced at me in surprise, ‘Why, naturally it is j must be careful. This disease is most contagious.’ m not afraid, Doctor Sahib,’ tl er, Hasan and I sponged the patients with ganate solution, administered to each afte ge * Where and how was the no pyretic, hung sheets soaked shelter for the infected | ctan| round the shelter, and set up Patients made? ' lin this little secret area, a cooking stove where I ldS could be heated and simple meals p: jorning, however, brought use for concern. I found mew cases among the nds. The men, already _ » were much worse. same afternoon, four in eh ae Kase ft a tt we jon to test the strongest | the serang, calm ~~ { irbed, gave me fresh heart. In tending the he was indefatigabié. of yourself,’ I had to beg him. ‘Do not go close.’ ayers Sen BI he showed his strong teeth, in a sudden, fleeting you careful of yourself, Doctor Sahib?" repared. i I am. Besides, this is my work.’ boceauieeeseuts i f the di: d “a Doctor Sahib. I am strong, And See e disease: ork too." ed down by responsibility that I had slight r myself, Although we were moving full steam lombo, the nearest port of call, was still eight the course of the next forty-eight hours tokers went to join the others on theSS ertoock fr css x1 enous Se - afterdeck. A total of fourteen now. And one of the earl victims had lapsed into a coma, seemed likely to die a any hour. Under this added load, 1 could not sleep. — 4 And there, where I knew I should find him, watchful — and mute unger pe stars, was the serang. How shall 1 describe the Soluce which flowed towards me from him as he stood there in meditation, with his long arms folded on his bare chest, motionless as a statue? When — a sick man groaned, fgintly, he would step forward without sound, to suceéur him, And then, returning, s he would fold his arms, while the ship s' slowly — forward. Hasan had no fondness for speech. But despite the silences of our long night vigils, I” Cronin coll gathered some fragments of his history. He _ serang? was from the Punjab, whence his parents had wandered to southern India. There, like so many in the coastal area, he had taken to a seafaring life. For nearly forty years, he had given himself to the oceans of the world, and fifteen of these years had been spent in the Ranaganji. Indeed, he had no place on shore, neither family nor friends in the great land mass of Indi: had never married. By religion he was a Muslim, Alll his life he had acq nothing, neither property nor money; his fe possessions, contained in his ship’s chest, might b worth a few rupees. The thought hurt me, and in an access of mistaken sympathy, I exclaimed: ‘Hasan, you are doing so much in this emergency; the com} must give you extra pay.' His forehead perplexedly. He was silent for a long moment. answered: ‘What use is money, Doctor Sahib, who has all he needs? I am well enough the way He was unmistakably sincere, completely det the usual hope of reward. Instead he had courage, self-control, and faith. The men he worked among lived poor and died poor. It had become the habi disréBard tomorrow. abi onSS Unit 4 BRAVING THE HAZARDS EEN standing with him, in the liqui i by a strange fing. Beside ee ee re world's values suddenh seemeP eee icity, the aerial dross.""A great party had starte Indeed, as Lyiewed m: outlooks fewarden nettitureminy pasaisiete deste tor success and wealth, I was conscious of a secret shame. On the following day, we lost two 5 Hasan himself who sewed Pees earner ce ee : ; n his hoarse and hollow voice read aloud a short passage from the Ramayana before their bodies, wrapped in sailcloth, with a weight at their feet, were cast overboard at midnight. No fresh cases developed. And a week later, we anchored off Colombo. Soon, the sick men had been taken off to hospital. Several of the patients showed signs of having passed the crisis, but three, helpless and delirious, a mass of running sores, were carried in the arms of Hasan. As we stood together, I saw that the serang's dark cheeks were wet with tears. Our passage through the Bay of Bengal was brief and uneventful. I had barely time to recover myself, or to realize that the epidemic had aa confined, before we were anchored alongside the quay at Calcutta. Suddenly, at my elbow, I heard the familiar shrilling of Miss Jope-Smith. 'Oh, look, look, 7 Ronnie. There's that absurd creature PAVENRTE@ wird . again.’ Once more, I followed their united gaze. And there seain ooee ye the afterhold, knocking out the hatc! _ battens to unload the baggage, was the object of their mirth - Hasan. The huntress from Cheltenham swung ‘ound, bent her wit, her fascinations upon me. 'Where did you keep him during the entire voyage, Doctor dear? 'n a special cage?" Silence ~a vision of the serang's nobility ‘ising before me. ‘Yes... in a way... it | Was a cage... But isn't it queer, Miss Jope-Smith, the animals were all outside.’