90 The Image of War ; or, Service on the Chin Hills.
him at once, no matter what the hour might be : midnight suited him just as well as dawrn or mid-day.
On one occasion we verandah of a Chin the wind out waterproof the front of dah. About we were all startled by " Kap a ! in long drawn-tural tones. We sat beds, and there waterproof sheet at
lunnoo, the southernmost village visited by the boungshay column.
were all asleep in the house. To keep we had tied a sheet across the veran-midnight suddenly the familiar Kapa !" out gut-up in our over the us were a number
of hideous Chin faces, with dishevelled hair, lit up by flaming pine-torches. They
grinned at us and seemed to enjoy the situation. They were
a deputation from a neighbouring village that had come in to submit. Owing to these little peculiarities of the Chin, we had to erect our tents well away from the Political Officer's ; otherwise we were never certain of our night's repose.
f4oau uue drank Yu at a Chief's house.
Perhaps a Chief would invite us to drink a friendly cup of Yu rawywa, the most westerly chin village visited. at house. We remember one
occasion of this kind. When the camp-fires were burning merrily all round andoccasion of this kind. When the camp-fires were burning merrily all round and