Under the deodars, The phantom 'rickshaw Wee Wille Winkle,by Rudyard Kipling

by Rudyard Kipling

The Phantom 'Rickshaw and Other Tales, also known as The Phantom 'Rickshaw & other Eerie Tales, is a collection of short stories by Rudyard Kipling, first published in 1888.After an affair with a Mrs. Agnes Keith-Wessington in Simla, the narrator, Jack, repudiates her and eventually becomes engaged to Miss Kitty Mannering. Yet Mrs. Wessington continually reappears in Jack's life, begging him to reconsider, insisting that it was all just a mistake. But Jack wants nothing to do with her and continues to spurn her. Eventually Mrs. Wessington dies, much to Jack's relief. However, some time thereafter he sees her old rickshaw and assumes that someone has bought it. Then, to his astonishment, the rickshaw and the men pulling it pass through a horse, revealing themselves to be phantoms, bearing the departed ghost of Mrs. Wessington. This leads Jack into increasingly erratic behavior which he tries to cover up by concocting increasingly elaborate lies to assuage Kitty's suspicions. Eventually a Dr. Heatherlegh takes him in, supposing the visions to be the result of disease or madness. Despite their efforts, Kitty and her family become increasingly suspicious and eventually call off the engagement. Jack loses hope and begins wandering the city aimlessly, accompanied by the ghost of Mrs. Wessington. My Own True Ghost Story The narrator, while staying at a dak-bungalow in Katmal, India, hears someone in the next room playing billiards. He assumes that it is a group of doolie-bearers who've just arrived. The next morning he complains, only to learn that there were no coolies in the dak-bungalow the night before. The owner then tells him that ten years ago it was a billiard-hall. An engineer who'd been fond of the billiard hall had died somewhere far from it and they suspected that it was his ghost that occasionally came to visit it. Under the Deodars (published 1888) is a collection of short stories by Rudyard Kipling.Mrs. Hauksbee decides to start a salon in Simla, but Mrs. Mallowe talks her out of it. She then explains to Mrs. Hauksbee that she's experiencing a mid-life crisis and that she came out of her own by becoming an Influence in the life of a young man. So Mrs. Hauksbee decides to try the same. Against Mrs. Mallowe's warnings, she chooses Otis Yeere. Everything seems to be going according to plan-Otis Yeere is coming up in the world, by virtue of his association with Mrs. Hauksbee. And Mrs. Hauksbee platonically encourages his attentions. But one day she learns that everything has not gone according to plan when he tries to kiss her. Wee Willie Winkie-Percival William Williams, who is affectionately called 'Wee Willie Winkie' because of the nursery rhyme, is the only son of the Colonel of the 195th. He makes good friends with a subaltern, whom he nicknames 'Coppy'. One day Wee Willie Winkie confesses to Coppy that he saw him kissing Miss Allardyce, whose father was a Major. Coppy persuaded him to keep silent about the matter since they were engaged, but hadn't announced it, yet. Three weeks later, when Wee Willie Winkie is grounded, he sees Miss Allardyce ride her horse across the river in an attempt to prove her mettle. Wee Willie Winkie knows that the 'Bad Men' (who he equates with goblins) live on the other side of the river, so he rides out after her even though he's grounded. Miss Allardyce's horse blunders and falls, giving Miss Allardyce a twisted ankle. Wee Willie Winkie catches up to her and sends his pony, Jack, back to the cantonments. Some natives find them and consider whether to hold Miss Allardyce and Wee Willie Winkie for ransom or return them for a reward. When Wee Willie Winkie's riderless horse returns to the cantonments, E Company immediately marshals and sets out to find him. The Company frightens away the natives and Wee Willie Winkie is lauded as a hero for saving Miss Allardyce."

150 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1899

About the author

Joseph Rudyard Kipling was a journalist, short-story writer, poet, and novelist.

Kipling's works of fiction include The Jungle Book (1894), Kim (1901), and many short stories, including The Man Who Would Be King (1888). His poems include Mandalay (1890), Gunga Din (1890), The Gods of the Copybook Headings (1919), The White Man's Burden (1899), and If— (1910). He is regarded as a major innovator in the art of the short story; his children's books are classics of children's literature; and one critic described his work as exhibiting "a versatile and luminous narrative gift".

Kipling was one of the most popular writers in the United Kingdom, in both prose and verse, in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Henry James said: "Kipling strikes me personally as the most complete man of genius (as distinct from fine intelligence) that I have ever known." In 1907, at the age of 41, he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature, making him the first English-language writer to receive the prize, and its youngest recipient to date. He was also sounded out for the British Poet Laureateship and on several occasions for a knighthood, both of which he declined.

Awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1907 "in consideration of the power of observation, originality of imagination, virility of ideas and remarkable talent for narration which characterize the creations of this world-famous author."

Kipling kept writing until the early 1930s, but at a slower pace and with much less success than before. On the night of 12 January 1936, Kipling suffered a haemorrhage in his small intestine. He underwent surgery, but died less than a week later on 18 January 1936 at the age of 70 of a perforated duodenal ulcer. Kipling's death had in fact previously been incorrectly announced in a magazine, to which he wrote, "I've just read that I am dead. Don't forget to delete me from your list of subscribers."

Reviews

[Nathan · Rating 3 out of 5]

Kipling has a way with words. My favorite incomplete quote "sons of someone whom you would never meet in polite company" roughly. You can't tell me there aren't better ways to express yourself than the vulgar. Some of the stories were to wordy to follow but, I blame myself not kipling. I got this book from the library. It was printed in 1888 (or there abouts). It was fun to hold and think of all those years and how little life has really changed.