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Then a brown baby came by in its mother’s arms and laughed, wherefore I much desired to shake hands with it, and grinned to that effect. The mother held out the tiny soft pud and laughed, and the baby laughed, and we all laughed together, because that seemed to be the custom of the country |
This is from Kipling’s second letter from his journey from Calcutta back to England in 1889. From Sea to Sea. He was in Burma’s capital city, Rangoon, now Yangon. (see “From Sea to Sea” vol I in Macmillan Uniform Edition (1906) p. 226 line 7) |
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