Our Little Hindu Cousin

Our Little Cousin

by Blanche McManus

"Our Little Hindu Cousin" by Blanche McManus is part of a book series about Indian culture. The book is aimed at introducing children to many other cultures in a fun way. The information honors the culture, educates the child, and opens their young minds to the possibility of several different people living wonderful lives in faraway places.
Our little cousins of Hindustan are charming little people, even though their manners and customs and their religion are so very different from our own.

Unknown Binding

First published January 1, 1908

About the author

Blanche McManus (1869–1935) was an American writer and artist.

She studied in London and Paris, and returned to the U. S. in 1893 where she established a studio in Chicago. By 1895, she was authoring and illustrating a series of children s books

Reviews

[Bettie]

Opening: It was barely light when little Chola rolled out of his blanket and gave his cousin Mahala a shake as he lay stretched out beside him.

"Lazy one, listen! I hear little kids bleating below in the courtyard; the new goats with the long hair must have come. Hasten! We will be the first to see them!"

"Oh!" said Mahala, sitting up and rubbing his eyes, "thou art the plague of my life. I was in the midst of a beautiful dream. I dreamed that I was sitting beside a clear stream, with many dishes of sweetmeats beside[2] me, and I was just beginning to eat them when thou didst wake me."

"Oh, thou greedy one! 'Tis always of sweets that thou art thinking," laughed Chola, as he and Mahala ran down the little winding stairway which led from their room into the courtyard.

"Here they are, aren't they dear little creatures?" cried Chola, as two little kids came frisking toward them, while the big white mother goat followed them bleating piteously.

"What fine long white hair they have," exclaimed Mahala, trying to catch one of the kids as it bounded past him.

"A lot of fuss over some goats," grumbled the old porter. "This fellow with his goats came hammering before cock-crow at the gate," continued the old man, who did not like having to come down from his little room over the big gateway of the court at such an early hour to open the gate.