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Show Part VI Kalp ITHOUT doubt I was the first American to visit the village o Kalpi, for unless a foreigner was interested in handmade paper o in the local production of a curiously sweet confection, held by straw within flat mud dishes, and peculiar to this hamlet, there would be nothin whatsoever to attract an Occidental traveller. It was about noon when th slo ha loca trai unloade arrive ou a the little statio bales, boxes kcie G o in Kalpi water-bottle an afte the coolie food-baskets an the genia ol e his province to make us contented and comfortable during our visit in hi village. T was given an easy chair in the compact waiting room, while Mr Rao walked up the dusty road in search of Mr. Munnalal Khaddari, th proprictor cfd\c L-xd)nlny or school, where the craft of making paper by han wa being taught Mr. Rao had previously explained to me that this Kalp institute of p.qzumAhng had been originally established (hreugh the influenc o Mr Mohanda Karamchan Gandhi wh wa endeavourin t introduce handmade pape cottage industry He hoped not only t give work to hordes of India's 1d[c and destitute, but by so doing to eliminate, to a certain extent, imported paper from Japan and the Occident It scemed a long wait in that quiet little station for Mr. Rao's ret for whenever a handmade paper mill s to be visited I am always unpdm to be on my way without loss of time. On that November daythe waitin could be extremely hot and enervating. For at least eight months of th year, during the arrival and departure of trains, the native passengers woul Digital kmage © 2005 MarriottLibrary Universit of Utah, Al rihts reserved |