as he arrived; and for this there was urgent need for large and important
though the country was, it was still a mere terra incognita to his employers,
the conquerors of the East. Once a vast cluster of provinces, that composed an
empire extending, in all probability, from the Jumna and Ganges to the base
of the Himalaya, comprehending nearly eight degrees of latitude, and nine of
longitude, it still was a large territory, inhabited by a variety of interesting
races, but who, from the misgovernment of their own chiefs, and the absence
of European instruction, were fast sinking into hopeless barbarism. He therefore began the survey of the country, which hitherto, in the maps of India, had
been almost a total blank, while the course of rivers and the position of capitals
were in most cases utterly reversed. All this mass of ignorance and error was
superseded by his ample and accurate map of Rajast'han, which he completed
and presented to the Marquis of Hastings in 1815. To the country itself thus
delineated he gave the name of Central India, and that name it has ever since
retained. The value of the map was fully tested as a guide in the operations
of the government only two years afterwards, as its information was adopted in the plan of operations, by Lord Hastings, in 1817.
It was not enough for Tod, however, that he should be the geographer of his adopted country: he resolved also to be its historian. It was a bold attempt. Hitherto it had generally been thought in Europe that Indian history was but a myth—a collection of opium dreams, more unreal than even the Arabian Nights' Entertainments—and therefore unworthy of a moment's attention. The names, indeed, of Alexander of Macedon and Timour, of Mahmoud of Gazni, Baber, and Acbar, were familiar as invaders and conquerors of India; but the peoples and heroes whom they slew or subjugated in the lands which they formed into new empires, were as unknown as if they had been the inhabitants of a different planet; and yet these people must have had a history of some kind or other, and, perchance, a history worth reading, if it were only written. This, he resolved, should be done; but where were the materials? Rajast'han had abounded in poets and fabulists, and these, too, of the true eastern stamp; but it had not a Herodotus or a Xenophon, nor yet even a Bede or Fordun. These were all but insuperable difficulties, let the amount of research and talent be what it might. All this, however, he overcame. The labour which he endured in such a task, while it has a startling sound to European ears, gives a high idea of his indomitable zeal and perseverance, he began with the sacred genealogies contained in the Puranas, examined the Mahabharat, studied the historical poems of Chund, Jesselmer, Marwar, and Mewar, and the bardic lays containing the history of the Kheetchies, and that of the Hara princes of Kotah and Boondi. He also procured and carefully studied a large portion of the compilations of Jeysing of Amber or Jeypoor, the learned rajah of modern times, illustrating the history of his race. For ten years he was occupied with this mountain of recondite matter, being assisted in his labours by an erudite scholar of that eastern sect called the Jaïns, who made copious extracts from the above-mentioned mass, and translated them into those more familiar dialects of the East with which Tod was acquainted. He also mingled in frequent conversation with the most intelligent of the people; and having made himself master of their language, he extracted from them the knowledge of their historical traditions, whether in tales, allegories, or poems, and questioned them about their religious opinions, and their daily habits and usages. His ardent enthusiasm, and the Asiatic character that was rapidly ingrafting
