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Philip Meadows Taylor: Confessions of a Thug (1839 / 1916)




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Philip Meadows Taylor: Confessions of a Thug (1839)
[Acquired: Tuesday, January 7, 2020]:

Taylor, Colonel Meadows. Confessions of a Thug. 1839. Ed. C. W. Stewart. The World's Classics, 207. London: Humphrey Milford / Oxford University Press, 1916.

When I was at Graduate School in Edinburgh in the late 1980s I made the acquaintance of a young American called David Finkelstein. We became quite good friends, in fact. Like me, he was a bit of a bibliophile and a book-obsessive. He was working on a Doctoral thesis on Philip Meadows Taylor's classic work Confessions of a Thug and - I presume - the view of India it imposed on its early nineteenth century audience. At the same time, I was working on my thesis on the images of South America projected by various canonical European authors.

Would you believe that it's taken me thirty years to crank around to reading this intriguing sounding novel? Partially this is because I came across a cheap World's Classics edition at that wonderful little bookshop in Pukerua Bay I've written about in a previous post on this site - but also, perhaps, because the subject matter did not especially attract me.



Philip Meadows Taylor: Confessions of a Thug (1839)


In style, it's something of an amalgam of the Arabian Nights and Sir Walter Scott - which is not surprising, given its date. What other models for an historical novelist writing in English were there, at the time, besides the Waverley novels?



Sir Walter Scott: The Waverley Novels (1814-32)


And as for exemplars of 'Eastern-ness' generally, the Arabian Nights were reaching the apogee of their popularity at that time. Editions based on Galland's French translation (1704-17) had been available in English for more than a century, but Lane's new translation direct from the Arabic had started to appear in monthly parts in 1838:



Edward William Lane, trans.: The Arabian Nights (1838-41)


As well as this, the first volume of Henry Torrens' projected (though, alas, never completed) unexpurgated English translation appeared in India in the very same year, 1838.



Henry Torrens, trans.: The Book of the Thousand Nights and One Night (1838)


It may seem odd for a book with such grim subject matter, but there's a great deal of swashbuckling and derring-do in Taylor's pages, along with abductions from the seraglio, beautiful charmers sought out in crowded market places, and all the other paraphernalia of contemporary Orientalism.

But what exactly is a thug (pronounced 'toog')? The word has, of course, come into contemporary English with rather broader connotations, but originally it meant a devotee of the Hindu goddess Kali, who put into practice her principles of destruction by murdering travellers along the innumerable lonely roads of central India.



John Masters: The Deceivers (1952)


A more recent novel on the same subject is John Masters' The Deceivers, which I read when I was a teenager, and found suitably harrowing.



Steven Spielberg, dir.: Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (1984)


I suppose, though, that the most prominent contemporary treatment of the theme - albeit spiced up almost beyond recognition - is to be found in Steven Spielberg's horrifyingly graphic adventure movie Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom.



If you want to know more about the facts about Thuggee, you won't be surprised to learn that it's a pretty controversial subject:
Contemporary scholarship is increasingly skeptical of the thuggee concept, and has questioned the existence of such a phenomenon, which has led historians to describe thuggee as the invention of the British colonial regime.
The suppression of the thugs, and the abolition of suttee (or sati) - the practice of coercing Hindu widows to immolate themselves on their husband's funeral pyres - were for a long time used as the major justification for British presence in India. "Without us here, just look what they would be getting up to!" Or, as Kipling expressed it, there was a responsibility for white men to look after these "lesser breeds without the law."



Be that as it may, it's hard to believe that there wasn't some truth behind this sheer mass of historical evidence. The fact that Meadows Taylor's hero is a Muslim rather than a Kali-worshipping Hindu in itself calls into question the religious or cult-like nature of the practice - it may have been a refinement of banditry with a variety of motivations in different places. A great many people were certainly murdered, however, and the complex codes adhered to by the killers who did it seem to have placed them beyond suspicion for a very long time.



Philip Meadows Taylor: Confessions of a Thug (1839)


Philip Meadows Taylor: Confessions of a Thug (1889)


Philip Meadows Taylor: Confessions of a Thug (Folio Society: 1974)


In this age of revisionism it's hard to read any such narrative straight. That doesn't mean one shouldn't read it at all, though. It may drag in parts, but I do at last, belatedly, understand a little of why David Finkelstein decided to devote three years of his life to this strange nineteenth-century story: half-fiction, half-reportage (as it purports to be).



Philip Meadows Taylor: Confessions of a Thug (2010)


Philip Meadows Taylor: Confessions of a Thug (2018)


The fact that it's still in print, in so many editions, after all this time is surely testament to the perennial fascination of its subject-matter, at least?



Raja Ravi Varma: Kali trampling Shiva (c.1906)










1 comment:

  1. Hi Jack. I haven't seen this book but I had a book about 'Thugs' --
    https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1037359.Thug

    I changed my Windows and so on and cant activate my old data base I had when selling on abebooks.com I can see the books but there are too many. But I recall seeing this book. Where it is, whether I sold it or threw it out I know not. I thought it was about a real group in India. Of course it was not written by an Indian. I have read a history of India by an Indian who pulls no punches about the British Empire. The widow death thing is one reason Jane Eyre (I'm not sure if it puts her off or she might do some good)...but one reason she refuses to go to India with a young evangelical minister who wants to marry her. It is a quirky book for sure Jack. I used to read the Ryder Haggard, which as a teenager I found erotic as well as erotic. There was something extraordinary about them I read She and Ayesha avidly, fascinated. I saw that movie.

    I see the word's history is fraught. In Europe in fact there were gangs of murderers. India or 'The East' had no monopoly.

    On another aspect 1) I have some of the Waverley novels (just saw what they were and why thus called) but I now (probably absurdly) hanker to have the whole lot of them! Should read some of what I have got. 2) An equally strange book: I have got around to reading (one of your favourites) 'The Infernal Desire Machines...' by Angela Carter. Great stuff! Plenty of fantastic adventures and wonderful writing in that! And fairy tales (also looking at Italo Calvino's book of fairy tales, Romance, and indeed poss. the Arabian nights plus her intense imagination possibly inspired Carter (as well as some Freud and some science of sci fi). And her stories are perhaps her best things, some are so exquisitely & so beautifully strange.

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