Still a village
in the jungle
Kumudini
Hettiarachchi goes back in time to the remote village that formed
the backdrop to Leonard Woolf's well-known novel
Four
lonely pillars mark the place where the hut had once been, with
the jungle's inexorable march evident even now, as it presses close
with its dry thorny bushes.
Sparsely or
hardly populated, a chena cultivator's hut is seen only rarely,
hidden by the jungle, proving the words of a colonial "Agent
Hamuduruwo" uttered so many years ago.
The wewa too
with its parched patches of mud has a starkness about it aptly described
by the Assistant Government Agent of Hambantota, Leonard Woolf in
the early part of the last century. "The years had brought
more evil, death and decay upon the village........It seemed, as
the headman said, to have been forgotten by gods and men. Year after
year, the rains from the north-east passed it by; only the sun beat
down more pitilessly, and the wind roared over it across the jungle;
the last patches of chena crop which the villagers tried to cultivate
withered as soon as the young shoots showed above the ground.
"No man,
traveller or headman or trader, ever came to the village. No one
troubled any longer to clear the track which led to it; the jungle
covered it and cut the village off...
"The village
was forgotten, it disappeared into the jungle from which it had
sprung..."
As we stare
at the four pillars marking the place Silindu, one of the main characters
in Woolf's 'The Village in the Jungle' or 'Beddegama', lived a life
of fear, of evil and deprivation, we are transported back in time
to the early twentieth century. It was an era when the jungle ruled
the lives of the humble peasant as it does even now in remote villages
scattered across the country.
The men, women
and children were not only the hapless victims of the "evil"
they feared which came from the jungle but were also under the almost
tyrannical rule of the headman, with access to the Assistant Government
Agent, a near impossibility.
The belief
in the area is that 'Beddegama' was based on the lives, loves, hates
and ordeals of villagers in Pallemattala clustered around the Malasna
Palugalwewa. Even the shooting of the headman and a money-lending
mudalali by Silindu had apparently taken place here.
What a contrast
it is a few kilometres away in Meegahajandura. Where there was jungle
before, in this bustling village there is life and activity. We
are in the home of retired principal S.A. Munasinghe and wife Leelawathie,
the grand-daughter of a Vidana Arachchi or headman.
"Yes,
the Assistant Government Agent, Leonard Woolf had been a frequent
visitor to my grandfather's walauwwe, as he was the arachchi of
the area. It is here that Woolf held court," says Leelawathie
stepping out into the garden to point to a massive, gnarled tamarind
tree (the girth is 35.6 feet), forming a large canopy by the roadside.
Who
was Leonard Woolf?
Leonard Woolf was just 28 when he was posted as Assistant
Government Agent in Hambantota under the British in 1908,
bringing under his purview all administrative and judicial
matters of the area.
Woolf
born in London to an affluent Jewish family had had his university
education at Cambridge. From university he joined the Ceylon
Civil Service and came to the country as a cadet in 1904.
"His
intelligence and abilities attracted the attention of the
formidable Sir Hugh Clifford, the Colonial Secretary. So at
the early age of 28 Leonard Woolf found himself Assistant
Government Agent - the chief administrative and judicial officer
- at Hambantota. He was responsible for an area as large as
Northamptonshire, sparsely populated, most of it in malarial
jungle in the dry zone of South Ceylon. He spent close upon
three years there, walking and riding his pony and his bicycle
all over the district. He threw himself with energy into dealing
with the problems facing him as administrator - chiefly those
of rural indebtedness and rinderpest," says E.F.C. Ludowyk
in his Introduction to 'The Village in the Jungle'.
After
a three-year stint in the southern dry zone, he left Ceylon
on leave in 1911 and retired from colonial service in 1912.
He married Virginia Stephen the same year and took to a different
career in England, that of writing along with his novelist
wife. together they set up the Hogarth Press. Dedicated to
wife Virginia Woolf, he published 'The Village in the Jungle'
in 1913. It was reprinted twice that year. Woolf revisited
Ceylon briefly in 1960 and spoke with quiet satisfaction and
some surprise at the warmth of the welcome he received, and
even the fact that he was still remembered, adds Ludowyk.
He died
in 1969.
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"When Leonard
Woolf came from Kamburupitiya, he didn't have a place to hear minor
cases such as chena disputes and domestic tangles. So court was
set up under the siyambala tree," explains Munasinghe, proudly
adding that his wife's grandfather was the Vidana Arachchi known
as Don Samel Nallaperuma Disanayake. The walauwwe where Woolf sometimes
stayed the night is farther down the road.
"Leelawathiege
Muththa awe poniya pita, Woolf ave ashwaya pita," explains
Munasinghe. "The files required for the cases were brought
by bullock cart."
There was a
bedroom specially set aside for Woolf in the headman's home, because
it was about 32 kilometres to Hambantota from Meegahajandura.
There were
no roads and at that time people had to go through elephant and
bear infested jungle.
Leelawathie's
arachchi grandfather had a son from the first marriage and three
other children from the second. "When his wife died at a very
young age, he remarried. His bride was his wife's sister,"
says Munasinghe. Leelawathie's father was the boy from the first
marriage who took over as arachchi. Later the system changed, with
Grama Niladharis being appointed. Leelawathie is one of 14 children
and most of her brothers and sisters live in the area.
"The properties
are handed down from generation to generation," says Leelawathie.
Woolf had been
very close to the people. "He loved the villagers very much.
Stories told to us by our elders show that he also liked to watch
the herds of deer drinking water at the tank and was comfortable
in these surroundings," says Munasinghe.
And what Leonard
Woolf said so many decades ago rings true when visiting abandoned
villages such as Pallemattala, for the lives of the peasantry and
their fight for survival do not seem to have changed much from those
times to these.
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