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Calcutta with
its ports, its factories, its railway stations, its large population, had a
vital need for transport of all kinds for goods and passengers. Indeed still today Calcutta has the most
varied transport options of all Indian cities including such curiosities as
handpull rickshaws, trams and innovations such as the underground metro. The many uncertainties of the decade put a
great deal of extra strain on all those transport systems, and brought many
into contact with ways of getting about they would not have considered
previously. The military situation,
economic and technical changes also found a reflection in the city’s street
with many more jeeps and army lorries beginning to clog the streets and the
famous Sikh taxi driver becoming more prominent figure. Some made enough money to even buy their
first car. The end of the decade with
independence saw further changes with Calcutta State Transport Corporation
sorting bus travel, plus plans for the metro railway emerging.
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Calcutta's traffic is usually snarled. And the reasons are clearly shown. Shuffling coolies and pedestrians with
little regard for their lives seem completely oblivious to the perils of
automotive traffic.
(source:
webpage http://oldsite.library.upenn.edu/etext/sasia/calcutta1947/? Monday, 16-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of David N. Nelson,
South Asia Bibliographer, Van Pelt Library, University of Pennsylvania)
Getting There. It sounds silly but
you are going to be told how to get there before you will be advised where to
go (The old Army way of doing things.)
The G.I. Way. G.I. trucks and buses
leave on schedule for nearly all military installations in the Calcutta area;
they depart from the Hindusthan motor pool during the day and from the motor
pool across the street from the Grand Hotel during the evening. Inquire at your
own camp for the exact times of departure or ask the M.P. on duty at the motor
pools in the city.
Trams and Buses. Heartily
recommended as first-aid measures for your wallet. They go to all parts of the
city, run often, and are quite comfortable. The trams only charge one anna
between transfer points. Ride in the front car. Esplanade is the central and
main terminus. From there cars can be had for all routes.
Rickshaws. Good for that short hop
across town. Pay only three annas per mile, with the addition of a two anna tip
if you see fit. Ride only one to a rickshaw - that chap pulling it is a human
being.
Gharries. By law, rates are
supposed to be posted in the carriage. Ask to see the card. Pay one rupee,
eight annas per hour or approximately twelve annas per mile. Tips are optional.
It is an accepted fact that gharries and rickshaws get a little more at night -
BUT ONLY A LITTLE. "Out-of-bounds" with women.
Taxis. At last something as fast as
prima-cord has been found: the local taxi meter. You will find taxis fast and
comfortable - but expensive. If you ride one, be sure that the driver pushes
the flag up and down to clear the meter as you step inside. The taxi driver
must accept a fare for anywhere within the city limits; he does not, however,
have to drive outside of the city's limits. Don't let him bully you into an
agreed price before accepting you as a fare at night or when it rains. The
meter works at night, same rates; also when it rains. The fare, as with the
gharry, is for all passengers, and not per person. Watch the meter. It should
show one rupee after the flag has been lowered at the start of your trip. That
covers the first mile. For each added ¼ mile the meter should register 4 annas
additional. Tip unnecessary. Judge the distance covered and if it seems you are
being gypped by a fast meter don't hesitate to complain. Call a policeman or
take the taxi's number. And pay only what the ride was legally worth, ignoring the
taxiwallah's screams of rage. He will try to embarrass you in public to make
you silence him with gold - but you know that game of old. Violence of any
degree is UNNECESSARY.
(source: “The Calcutta Key” Services of Supply
Base Section Two Division, Information and education Branch, United States Army
Forces in India - Burma, 1945: at:
http://cbi-theater-12.home.comcast.net/~cbi-theater-12/calcuttakey/calcutta_key.html)
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(Source: Elaine Pinkerton / Reproduced by courtesy of Elaine Pinkerton)
October 22, 1945
Dearest Ritter, my sweetheart:
Imagine if you can, the hardest kind of
downpour, such as we have occasionally in Ohio for 15 minutes during severe
storms. Imagine that, then presume to think what the situation is here. There
have been literally sheets of rain glassing the sky for 96 hours, with only
short intervals of respite. At the moment, 9:45 p.m., it has been raining so
hard that conversation could not be conducted for 45 minutes. And it has been
raining like that all day.
Last night, while I tried to carry on as AOD
(acting officer on duty), it rained desperately in spurts which came every 15
minutes and lasted about five or ten. Synonymous with the ringing of the phone
for me to go out on a call would be the start of another downpour. Tonight we
have lightning and thunder with the rain. It looks outside now as it did in the
opening scenes of Bromfield's "The Rains Came."
This noon the water was over six inches deep
behind the ward and over the road. Col. Peterson telephoned for transportation
and an ambulance came for us. This afternoon I hit upon the idea of riding my
bike through it, for the storm had let up a little.
But coming back at 5:00, I had to splash through about four
inches, came out of it safely. The thin-tired bike makes it easily through the
oozy mud of the lawns, which is something that our heavier ones would not do.
(Source: pp. 223 ff. of Elaine Pinkerton (ed.):
“From Calcutta With Love: The World War II Letters of Richard and Reva Beard”
Lubbock: Texas Tech University Press, 2002 / Reproduced by courtesy of Texas Tech
University Press)
In any
case, bicycles were always an indispensable part of life in Calcutta. Its flat
topography made it a joy to traverse even with the heavy and gear-less
roadsters that were the norm. I remember my father being given a beautiful,
green Raleigh bike with chain cover and saddle-bags as a stand-by in case he
ran out of petrol coupons for the Company Hillman Minx! During the holidays
from the Hill Schools we attended (the holiday extended from the first week
December to the last week of February approximately) a huge percentage of the
daytime was spent on and with a bike and I really do not believe there is a
single street, road, lane, para or whatever within a 10 mile radius of the
Ochterlony Monument that I have not been on on a bike. One had, however, in
Calcutta proper, to be careful of the tramlines! And in the monsoon, the open
manhole cover that some bright spark had opened in the mistaken idea that it would
help to drain the floodwater more quickly!
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I will never forget how we used to hire bicycles
for an-anna-an-hour from Royd Street and cycle up and down Park Street, finally
treating ourselves to the best ice cream in town from Magnolia's. Though Park
Street has changed so much, it will always be my favourite street since it is
Calcutta's heartbeat!"
(source: Barry O'Brien: Nostalgic - Park Street
by email from "Roger Storey" <yerots@sbcglobal.net Mon, 23 Jun
2003 17:12:02)
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The main
impact of the war was the closure of the Red Road between the Maidan and Fort
William to become a fighter air base from which a squadron of (I believe)
Hurricanes operated. Pre-war the Red Road had been a wonderful stretch on which
to take a motor-car to speeds in excess of 60 miles per hour! Now there was
nowhere else in Calcutta where one could safely exceed even 30 miles per hour.
The advent of the solid-fuel burning abominations that were attached to cars to
alleviate the petrol shortage and the nasty habit of crowds in the vicinity of accidents to haul the driver out and
beat him nearly to death made (relatively)-safe driving a necessity.
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We drove home in torrential rain
and struck a group of soldiers somewhere along the Barrackpore road. We turned
over twice I seem to recall: Nan had a cut head, I was unhurt. There were two
or three men sprawled in the muddy, roaring waters of the street. People came
and took Nan back to barracks. I knew that two must be dead; but remembered and
remember now, very little. They were members of a gang of American GI
deserters, known in the area, who highjacked cars at nights. We spent weeks of
misery in Court, and finally were exonerated, because witnesses had seen them
link arms across the road and form a line to halt us. I had not seen them in
the dark and the rain. I have never driven since.
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Having learnt to drive
whilst based in Chittagong I applied for my Navy driving licence and passed the
test. I then used to haunt the transport depot looking for any driving duties
to practice my new skills. Although we now had peace the situation in India was
volatile with the push for home rule and rioting was widespread. Any Forces
building or vehicle was liable to attack and we lost two men whilst in
Calcutta.
(source: A7229856 HMS Tyne, Burma and India at
BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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In Durban, I spent six
weeks in a Transit Camp then sailed for Bombay. From there I travelled by train
to Calcutta which took three days and four nights. Serious transport
work started at Barackpore, twenty miles north of Calcutta, transporting goods and staff to Dumdum Airport.
One run I remember, I
was with a Ford station wagon. There were two drivers and we had a full load
and were driving onto a ferry over two planks. A little Welsh man was guiding
us on when he disappeared into the water and all we could see at first was his
toupe floating on the water.
A second special job
was at Camilla, an isolated area with a grass airstrip.We drove the top brass
including Mountbatten and also Vera Lynn at times.At one time I was running the
Transport Section because the Sergeant was sent home as he never perspired.
The Viceroy
commissioned Sikh officers because they knew the area. We drove hundreds of
miles to signals units with secret and confidential information. The journeys
were often arduous, there were no signposts and although the officers got a
week’s rest the driver went next day on another ten day journey. I did have two
weeks hill station leave, first in Darjeeling and then the Himalayas.
At the end of
1944-early 1945, my Unit went by sea to Rangoon. Four of us were left behind to
sort out transport in the maintainance area. At Fort Belvedere, Calcutta, we waited until a flight could be arranged to get the
four of us to Rangoon.
(source: A3568881 South East Asia Command at BBC
WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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But living in this suburb presented me with a
problem of transport. For the white man in India public transport was a
'no-go', and I had sold my old Rover on leaving Asansol, since it hardly seemed
up to the journey by road to Calcutta ... So I bought a 'pram', as the old
Austin Sevens of those days were contemptuously called. But it went well, like
a duck on dry land. It did, however, cause me same trouble because my two
orderlies maintained, not without reason, that they looked fools perched up on
the narrow back seat of the pram and being jiggled about like two absurd dolls.
Apart from my success with the 'pram', I had managed a very effective fiddle
with the Inspector of Police below, as a result of which I had a permanent lien
on one of the police horses stabled below—its food and grooming being on the
police budget. As a riding horse it wasn't much, but it had a sour and
supercilious look and a kick like a battering ram that must have made it an
ideal police horse. I used to approach it with extreme caution and I do not
think it liked me very much.
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General Slim was very
concnerned about his Daimler. He had been driven in it for 5 years now and he
was very attached to it. Furthermore he was convinced that now the war was won,
he would not hold quite the same influence as before, and that nobody would be
very bothered about getting his Daimler back from Burma.
He had apparently got
sufficiently good contacts in Calcutta that he could be assured
of getting it shipped back from Calcutta to the UK. The question
was - how to get it from somewhere near Chittagong in Burma to Calcutta.
Palmer was to be the
solution. General Slim had known him for years, and trusted him to take good
care of his car. In fact I dont know which was more important to my father -
caring for the car or the General. I have a sneaky suspicion that the car might
have won if it had come to a contest.
So General Slim asked
my father to take the car to Calcutta. I don't believe it was
an order. I think General Slim knew that the army would not agree to what he
was proposing to do, and so the army was not to know. This was between my
father and General Slim, and if Palmer had felt it was too risky, I dont think
General Slim would have pushed him.
So the plan was to
drive a Daimler through the jungle across Burma, and into India and to reach Calcutta where it could be handed over. My father was told he could
take a soldier with him, and my father chose his companion. I dont know his
name - my father didnt tell me.
They set off with
nothing better than a map which when unfolded showed the whole of Burma and
India, which gives an idea of the scale of the map. I dont even think that
Chittagong would necessarily have even been marked.
Father viewed the
whole thing as a huge adventure. He related to me how they travelled through
jungle, often not on roads at all, but on beaten tracks. They went through tiny
villages where the population had not seen a white European before, let alone
two driving a Daimler.
He described how they
would negotiate with the villagers for accommodation for the night and for
food, and described the mixed feelings he had in one village when he went into
the hut they had given him for the night. My father was always a very smartly
dressed man in civilan life, and was clean shaven ( he had even shaved his head
to cope with the heat and the lice). My father could not conceive of not
shaving, and so in a hut in a village in the middle of Bruma, my father got out
his shaving mirror and proceeded to shave himself in the normal way, except
that in the mirror he could see dozens of eyes peeping though the gaps in the
wooden structure, as his new hosts checked him out very thoroughly. I often
wonder what they made of this short, young man who must have appeared out of
the jungle in a car, and proceeded to behave for all the world as if he was at
home in England.
They hit a problem
when they reached the Irrawaddy river. From the rudimentary map they had, it
was not clear where, if anywhere, there was a bridge. They had no language with
which to ask anybody, but somehow they managed to establish with the local
people that there was no way of crossing the river easily.
Not deterred, they
built a pontoon with the help of the villagers, and they loaded the car onto
the pontoon and floated it off down the river. Apparently it was quite fast
flowing and even using large poles they were swept a long way downstream before
they finally reached the other side. However, as they had no real idea of where
they were, or what was on the other side, they took the view that one place was
a good as another, and they just set off again.
All in all, my
father's adventure took him 3 weeks. He succeeded in bringing the Daimler to Calcutta, and then the war was over for him.
(source: A1940753 Getting back from Burma with a
car at BBC WW2 People's War' on
http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/ Oct 2006)
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[Pilot
Officer Thirlwell was a photo-reconnaissance Hurricane pilot, who arrived at
Magwe just after the last of his squadron's aircraft crashed. As he had no job, he was sent] to Lashio to investigate the
possibility of flying out the squadron personnel by China Airways to India. I
went to the orderly room Flight Sergeant for transport, and he said 'you can
have this Wolseley Fourteen, but I want something in return'. So I swapped a
typewriter I found in the house in which I was billeted for this car, and drove
to Lashio. Having confirmed the availability of China Airways, I was flown to
Calcutta, only to be sent back to Burma, where I spent most of my time rescuing
the special cameras from crashed photo-recce aircraft. After getting out of
Burma for a second time, I had an extraordinary period based at the Great
Eastern in Calcutta, the most expensive hotel in town. I would get into my
Hurricane at Dum-Dum, fly to Chittagong where I refuelled from petrol drums
using a hand pump. Having spent the night with the British Consul, I would fly
to photograph Rangoon, before returning for more fuel at Chittagong, and on to
Dum-Dum to get the film processed as quickly as possible. After a shower in the
Great Eastern I would sit down to dinner being served by bearers in white coats
and gloves.
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Sloping slightly from the road there is a fairly
broad, verge of grass on which visiting cars are parked. As there are no gates
or fences they drive straight in. When Father Brown arrived one afternoon his
taxi-wallah bucked the car on to the grass and parked it not many feet from the
water, so that without turning he could drive straight away when the hour for
return arrived.
After his chat with Douglass, and tea with the
Sisters on the other side of the road, Brown got into his car and shouted for
the driver, who ran up and without taking his seat put in his hand and took off
the brake. The car at once rapidly ran
down the few feet between it and the tank, and plunged into the deep water,
quickly disappearing with its weighty inmate below the surface Douglass had
been standing by, saying goodbye to his Superior. In a split second he dived into the water and into the car at the
bottom, extracted its drowning occupant, brought him to the surface, and
propelled him to the bank. Father Brown was at least twenty stone in weight,
was suffering from elephantiasis in both legs, and was tangled in his white
cotton cassock. The car remained out of sight deep in the mud at the bottom of
the water. The next day divers with ropes came and it was lifted to the bank.
News of an accident quickly spread, men and boys ran to the tank, agitated
Sisters came hurrying over the road, the Father's car had vanished, but there
on the bank were two drenched men,' one of rounded and ample proportions, the
other spare and thin, with white cotton cassocks clinging to their bodies, the
elder gasping for breath, spluttering and stuttering as he protested, 'Don't
worry about me; I am all right, after all,
I can only die once!
How the problem of dry garments was solved was
not divulged. It was manifestly impossible for anything of Douglass's to cover
more than a small portion of his Superior's anatomy, but probably wrapped in
blankets he was conveyed the ten miles in a closed car to the Mission House,
where the matter was treated as an unimportant trifle in the course of the day's
proceedings. How deep the water was at the place where the car made its plunge
cannot be stated accurately, for the depth varied according to the season, but
the task of bringing a heavy and infirm man out of the car at the bottom to the
surface and getting him safely on to the bank was one which to the ordinary man
might seem insuperable, but Douglass managed it. How it was done cannot be
told, for Donglass's lips were ever closed tight in regard to anything that he
did. It can only be recorded that it was accomplished.
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(Source: Elaine Pinkerton / Reproduced by courtesy of Elaine Pinkerton)
(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Strand Bank Road scene, B034, "Scene along Strand Bank Road, north of Howrah Bridge, Calcutta" seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Piano en route, B015, Carrying a piano through the Maidan. Buildings in background are along today's Esplande Row East. seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Washing down his water buffalo, Rf008, " Workman washing down his water buffalo in Hooghly River a short distance above Howrah Bridge, Calcutta side of the river, 1944." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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Bengal
Bonded Warehouse Association—102 Clive St. Phe., Cal. 205
Calcutta
River Transport Association—2 Clive St. Phone, Cal. 475.
Calcutta Landing & Shipping. Co., Ltd. Boating
Contractors— 4 Fairlie Place. Phone, Cal. 4627.
Calcutta Tramways Co., Ltd.—7 Church
Lane. Phone, Cal. 308. P. 75.
Edwards, Lionel, Ltd. Freight and
Steamship Agents—8 Clive Street. Phone, Cal. 6360.
Gladstone Wyllie & Co. Merchants and Agents for
Steamship and Insurance Companies—4 Fairlie Place. Phone, Cal. 4626.
Graham's Trading Co. (India) Ltd.
Merchants and Agents for Steamship Companies —6 Lyons Range. Phone, Cal. 4700.
Hoare Miller & Co., Ltd. General
Merchants. Managing Agents for The Calcutta Steam Navigation Co., Ltd.—5
Fairlie Place. Phone, Cal. 4804.
Indian General Navigation & Railway Co., Ltd.—4 Fairlie Place.
Phone, Cal. 5500.
Indian National Airways Ltd. Agents for
Imperial Airways, Ltd. and Indian Transcontinental Airways—Victoria
House,Chowringhee Square. Phone, Regent 870.
Kilburm &
Co. Merchants and Agents for The India General Navigation & Rly- Co., Ltd. : Indian Cardboard Indmcries.
Ltd. : Brickfields, Insurance. Tea and Coal Companies—4 Fairlie Place. Phone,
Cal. 5500.
Mackinnon, Mackenzie & Co. Agents for
the B. I. S. N. Co., P. &. 0. S. N. Co. and other Steamship Companies—16
Strand Road. Phone, Cal. 5100.
Mitsubishi Shoji Kaisha, Ltd. Agents, for
Steamship Companies— 135 Canning Street. Phone, Cal. 1860.
Nippon Yusen Kaisha. Merchants and Agents
for Japanese Steamship Companies—2/3 Clive Row. Phone, Cal. 2036.
Peninsular & Oriental Steam
Navigation Co., Ltd. Agents:
Mackinnon Mackenzie &. Co.—16 Strand Road. Phone. Cal. 5100.
Rivers Steam Navigation Co., Ltd. Agents
: Macneill & Co.— 2 Fairlie Place. Phone, Cal. 6100.
Walford Transport, Ltd, Automobile
Engineers and Transport Agents—71;73 Park Street. Phone, P. K. 1620; Service
Station and Stores, 117-119 Park Street. Phone, P.K. 492.
Storage; Hide Road, Kidderpore. Phone, South 559.
Petrol Depot and Breakdown Lorry; 46/1A Chowringhee. Phone, P.K. 1120.
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They arrived in Calcutta from Missouri, Texas
and Tennessee—two shiploads of bewildered, seasick, lop-eared army mules. There
was no time to train them for jungle warfare. Brigadier General Frank Merrill's
Marauders loaded them with mortars, 755, ammunition, radio equipment, food, and
started them off on a 700-mile trek to Myitkyina through the Burma jungles.
Few of Merrill's Marauders knew anything about
handling mules. Several hundred unhappy G.I.s were pressed into service as
muleskinners.
Colonel R. W. Mohri, theater veterinarian,
advised: "A mule's every bit as intelligent as a human. To get along with
him you need to have as much sense as the mule."
Mule Sense. At first the mules brayed in
distress when the caravan was attacked; amateur muleskinners hauled them away
in all directions. The mules resisted loudly: they had been taught by U.S.
cavalrymen to trot in a decorous file after a bell mare.
Once, at Walawbum, when a Marauder unit was
confronted by an overwhelming enemy force, the mules set up such a clamor that
the Japs thought they must be outnumbered and withdrew.
The one fright the mules never got used to was
the sight of an elephant. The fright was mutual. When elephant met mule there
was pandemonium—trumpeting and braying, sometimes a hysterical stampede.
The mules got influenza, gastroenteritis,
laminitis, mange, screw worm, sprains, wounds. They got the best medical care
from veterinarians attached to the caravan. They were given blood transfusions.
The seriously sick and hurt were sent to the rear for repairs.
Jake, Puss, Shorty. Sometimes exhausted mules
slipped or fell from steep mountain paths. The muleskinners rescued them at the
risk of their own necks. The 'skinners formally named their charges Jake, Puss,
Shorty. They called them, "You bastard, you sonofabitch." They
defended them passionately from any outside criticism.
At one place the trail climbed 5,400 feet in
less than six miles. Natives said Merrill's pack train would never make it.
When some weary mules stalled, muleskinners shouldered loads, shoved the weary
animals up the mountain.
It took them four months to cover the 700 miles
of pestilential jungle, but they made it. Last week many of the mules were
still there in the interior of Burma, shuttling supplies around in the battle
for Myitkyina. They will probably never bray in Missouri again. When the
northern Burma campaign is finished, they will be turned over to the Chinese.
Some day they may plod on east over the Burma Road into China.
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There was usually a bamboo log-hauling cart
there and even though the cart owner (I guess he was) and pusher showed me the
cart's construction. I appreciated him showing me such cart construction
techniques that had been used in India for -- well, for a heck of a long time.
(source: a series of E-Mail interviews with
Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August
2001)
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Glenn Hensley)
One day I was standing near the tram terminal at
the Esplanade, happened to look up and saw what I thought was a small, military
formation approaching. Upon second glance, I saw that group of men, perfectly
in step, approaching with arms swinging in unison -- and WITH A PIANO ON THEIR
HEADS. Now, that WAS A NEW SIGHT to a young fellow from rural Missouri in the
USA. The movers, with small, round, weight-cushioning pads between their heads
and the piano cabinet, did not seem to be laboring in any way. They stepped swiftly,
smoothly along as if they were doing an every day job, and it probably was. All
they needed to make the scene perfect was a drummer beating out their step
time. However, they really didn't need it, so smooth was their walking. I would
liked to have seen how they got that piano up there to start their trek. This
scene was quite near the intersection of Dharamtala and Chowringee
(source: a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn
Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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“Bullock
carts were the popular mode of moving goods and they were usually piled high.
Drawn by two bullocks, they plodded along at a steady 2 to 3 mph. Once the
animals were pointed in the right direction they ambled on until stopped. The
driver usually curled up on top of the goods and went to sleep. A favourite
pastime of the lads was to gently take hold of the bullocks heads and swing
them round in a half circle without waking the driver so that when he woke up
he was heading back the way he had come from.”
(source: A2808632 Harold P. Lees war part 3 The
sights and sounds of Calcutta at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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(source: webpage http://40thbombgroup.org/indiapics2.html Monday,
03-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of
Seymour Balkin)
(source: webpage http://40thbombgroup.org/indiapics2.html Monday,
03-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of
Seymour Balkin)
(source: webpage http://40thbombgroup.org/indiapics2.html Monday,
03-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of
Bob Sanders)
(source: webpage http://40thbombgroup.org/indiapics2.html Monday,
03-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of
Seymour Balkin)
(source: webpage http://40thbombgroup.org/indiapics2.html Monday,
03-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of
Bob Sanders)
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Calcutta boasts the third largest cantilever
bridge in the world. Its real
importance, however, lies in the fact that it serves as Calcutta's gateway to
the west, being the city's only bridge spanning the Hooghly. Taking 7 years to build, it cost $10,000,000.
It towers 310 feet as the city's highest structure, is 2,150 feet long with a
center span of 1,500 feet. It was
completed in 1942, opened in February, 1943.
(source:
webpage http://oldsite.library.upenn.edu/etext/sasia/calcutta1947/? Monday, 16-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of David N. Nelson,
South Asia Bibliographer, Van Pelt Library, University of Pennsylvania)
(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Strand Bank Road, B029, "Busy scene along Strand Bank Road upstream from Howrah Bridge, Calcutta" seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Howrah Bridge, H001, Howrah Bridge from Howrah Station side of the river. seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: West approach , H002, "West approach to Howrah Bridge, Calcutta, " seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Looking to Calcutta, H004, "Howrah Bridge from Howrah side toward ," seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: webpage http://40thbombgroup.org/indiapics2.html Monday,
03-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of
Seymour Balkin)
Howrah
is linked with Calcutta by the Howrah Bridge, which spans the river
Hooghly. The bridge is of the floating type with the whole structure supported
on steel pontoons. In order to allow the passage of vessels too large to pass
under the bridge, the Authorities arrange to open it at previously notified
times, generally at night. This is done by floating upstream the two centre
pontoons, each carrying 100 feet of roadway and swinging them to lie clear or
the 200 feet gap thus formed.
In 1871, Sir Bradford Leslie, Chief Engineer of
the East Indian Railway, designed and constructred the bridge from parts
manufactured in England, completing it in 1874, at a cost of £220,000. Its
length is 1,528 feet between alignments. This structure was built to last for
25 years and it is an eloquent testimonial ro the constructors, that it has
long outlived the period and is today carrying a volume of traffic which was
neither provided for nor taken into calculation when the bridge was designed
and constructed. Great credit is also due to the Bridge Commissioners for
maintaining the bridge in a safe and serviceable condition.
The steady incrcease of traffic and the advent
of motor transport, in recent years, necessitated the replacement of the old
shore spans by modern and wider ones and this was done in 1928 by Messrs.
Jessop & Company with complete success and without any dislocation of
traffic.
The bridge is crowded at all hours, especially
in the mornings and evenings, when suburban passengers arrive and depart from
Calcutta. It has been calculated that this bridge carries a heavier volume of
traffic than London Bridge.
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After many years of controversy and indecision,
a modern bridge of the cantilever type is now being constructed by the Cleveland
Bridge and Engineering Co., Limited (London) after the design of their
Consulting Engineers, Messrs. Rendel, Palmer and Tritton, at an estimated cost of Rs, 214 lakhs.
The new
bridge will be sited approximately 650 feet upstream from the existing bridge,
and will have a main span of l,500 feet centres of towers, made up of a central
suspended span 564 feet long and two cantilever arms each 468 feet long- The
anchor arms will each have a length of 325 feet, and the towers will rise to a
height of approximately 270 feet above road level. The bridge will carry a road
of 71 feet clear width between kerbs and will accommodate eight lines of
rehicular traffic, including two tramway tracks running along the centre of the
roadway. Pedestrian traffic will be accommodated by two 15 feet wide footpaths.
It is estimaited that the bridge will be completed in 1941.
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There is no doubt about it, Calcutta really is incredible
-- a seething mass of all types and conditions of men. So from Howrah across
the Hooghly.
The pontoon bridge must be unique. It was constructed in
1871 and expected to last twenty-five years. The bridge is usually crowded with
lorries and carries a heavier volume of traffic than London Bridge. It is of
the floating type with the whole structure supported on the steel pontoons. In
order to allow the passage of vessels too large to pass under the bridge, the
authorities arranged to open it at previously notified times, generally at
night. This is done by floating upstream for two central pontoons, each
carrying 100 feet of roadway and swinging them to lie clear of the 200 foot gap
thus formed. Of course, I am writing of the Calcutta I knew. This exotic
contraction has nowbeen replaced, I understand, by a modern cantilever bridge
which should be more efficient, though you can never be quite sure, this being
India.
(source:
A6665457 TWEEDALE's WAR Part 11 Pages 85-92 at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/ Oct
2006)
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NOTICE: Reproduced under 'fair dealing' terms as part of a non commercial
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Did I ever go on ferry trips? The only one I
remember was from somewhere near Eden Gardens across to the Calcutta Botanical Gardens.
(source: a series of E-Mail interviews with
Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August
2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Hooghly ferry, Rf004, "Hooghly ferry several miles upstream from Calcutta metro area." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Passenger ferry landing, Rf032, " Passenger ferry landing upriver somewhere near Belur Math, Calcutta vicinity." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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My father worked
for the Calcutta Steam Navigation Company, managed by Hoare, Miller &
Company whose office was at 5 Fairlie Place, across the river from Howrah
Station. They operated a fleet of launches which towed several barges, known as
lighters, which had no power of their own and were therefore totally dependent
upon their towing launches for speed and direction. Most of the sea-going
vessels entering the Port of Calcutta had their cargo off loaded in mid-stream
into these lighters for delivery to the many factories that were on both sides
of the Hooghly river. These ranged from petroleum at Budge Budge, 16 miles
downstream from the City to jute mills, rubber factories, brick –kilns, paint
& varnish makers, engineering companies etc. During the period we are talking
about, of course, there was a vast amount of strategic material also coming in
by river. One of the perks we were able to enjoy was having the use of a
company launch at an occasional week-end to take trips up and down the river.
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Passenger cars, Rr002, Passenger cars lined up behind Sealdah Station in Calcutta. seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Unloading passengers, Rr019, "Passengers unloading from narrow gauge train at station in Alipore, Diamond Harbor Road and the canal." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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While I'm sounding off, you will have noticed
some digital collection images showing a narrow guage railroad with
white-dressed passengers getting off. It was identified with the initials,
"K F". I never did know where the passengers were arriving from, but
it was interesting to see them arrive in the morning and depart every evening.
The terminal was just across Diamond Harbor road from our base. I always
anticipated they ware commuters.
(source: a series of E-Mail interviews with
Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August
2001)
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“Every
time a train left the station there were human beings clinging to the sides of
the carriages and sitting on the roofs. The railway staff made valiant and
unsuccessful attempts to knock off the surplus bodies but they were like a
colony of bees around a nest. Every time one was dislodged another took his
place.”
(source: A2808632 Harold P. Lees war part 3 The
sights and sounds of Calcutta at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Monsoon clouds, Mf011, "Afternoon monsoon clouds form over the Maidan and Calcutta's downtown tram terminus." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Trolley, C002, Esplanade trolley junction point. Chung Sun Chinese restaurant is visible at far left. Was a really good place to get Chinese food seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Tram terminus, C012, "Tram terminus at Esplande Row East and former Chowringee. First car, first class; second car, second class." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Tram terminus scene, C027, Tram terminus scenes. seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Tram terminus scene, C028, Tram terminus scenes. seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Red Cross Club, C005, "North along today's Old Courthouse Street. At left is Dalhousie Square. Building at right with American Flag was the American Red Cross club for American servicemen. Church at left is on today's Lal Bazaar Street." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(Source: Elaine Pinkerton / Reproduced by courtesy of Elaine Pinkerton)
Indians are the bravest commuters in the
world. They hang from every handhold. The two shown here, however, are bent on
clinching a seat before the car fills.
Ancient double-decker buses sway and chug under the strain of double
overloads and trams make packed New York subways seem comfortable by
comparison.
(source:
webpage http://oldsite.library.upenn.edu/etext/sasia/calcutta1947/? Monday, 16-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of David N. Nelson,
South Asia Bibliographer, Van Pelt Library, University of Pennsylvania)
Indicative of the resumption of an age-old
struggle for decent conditions is this immediate post-war picture of
tram-workers on strike. The strike
lasted nine days but employees won par of their demands.
(source:
webpage http://oldsite.library.upenn.edu/etext/sasia/calcutta1947/? Monday, 16-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of David N. Nelson,
South Asia Bibliographer, Van Pelt Library, University of Pennsylvania)
The Calcutta Tramways Company was formed in
1879, following an agreement with the Calcutta Corporation.The gauge of the
original tram lines was only 3 feet 3/8 inches, and passengers were carried by
means of horse trams, except on the Kidderpore line, and for a short time on
Chowringhee Road, where steam tractors were used.
This continued till 1902 when, under a fresh
agreement with the Calcutta Corporation, the Tramways Company widened their
gauge to 4 feet 8 ½ inches and ran their trams by electric power. By 1908, they
had extended the service to Alipore, Behala, Tollygunge. Baghbazar, Belgatchia,
Harrison Road and Lower Circular Road, and had also inaugurated the Howrah
section.
Further extensions were made to Rajabazar in
1910, to Park Circus in 1925 and to Ballygunge in 1928, and Government Sanction
has now been obtained for the extension of the tramway track from Rajabazar on
Upper Circular Road to Shambazar. A scheme to extend the service from Park
Circus along Syed Ameer Alt Avenue, Old Ballygunge Road and Gariahat Road to
the Dhakuria Lakes, has been under consideration for some time.
The number of tramcars in daily use in Calcutta
is estimated at 300, including 6 composite and 115 articulated cars, which are
second to none in the world. A further 30 articulated cars will take the road
shortly. This improvement in rolling stock has been effected by the Calcutta
Tramways Company at very considerable expense, but the travelling public's
appreciation of the Company's efforts in their service, is proving beyond doubt
the popularity of the Tramways as an important utility service.
The Company operates approximately 40 miles of
double track and employs a staff of about 7000, out of which over 6000 are
Indians. The number of passengers carried in 1886 was 8, 599,799: in 1902,
15,048,273 while in 1930 the number had increased' to 80,000,000 and in 1937 to
over 103,000,000.
The Company offers the following concessions:
Monthly Tram Tickets, Rail-cum-Tram Tickets,
Six-annas All-Day Tickets on holidays and Sundays, and Cheap Midday fares on
weekdays, except Saturdays and holidays.
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The number of tramcars in daily use in Calcutta
is estimated at 300, including 6 composite and 115 articulated cars, which are
second to none in the world. The Company operates approximately 40 miles of
double track and employs a staff of about 7000, out of which over 6000 are
Indians.
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The number of passengers carried in
1886 was 8, 599,799; in
1902, 15,048,273, while in
1930 it was 80,000,000 and in
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The Company offers the following concessions:
- Monthly Tram Tickets,
- Rail-cum-Tram Tickets,
- Six-annas All-Day Tickets on holidays
and Sundays, and
- Cheap Midday fares on weekdays (except
Saturdays and holidays.)
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ALIPORE SECTION: - Esplanade to Kalighat Tram Depot: via Dufferin and
Kidderpore
Roads
(across
Maidan) Kidderpore Bridge, Diamond Harbour Road,
Judge's
Court Road, Hazra Road, Russa Road.
Route Indicator
at Night : —0ne yellow, one red headlight.
BALLYGUNGE SECTION: - Dalhousie Square to
Ballygunge Railway Station:
via Esplanade, Chowringhee Road,
Ashutosh
Mukerjee Road, Russa Road, Rash Behari Avenue,
Ekdalia
Road.
Route Indicator
at Night : —Two red headlights.
BEHALA SECTION :- - Esplanade to Behala: via
Dufferin and Kidderpore Roads
(across
the Maidan), Kidderpore Bridge, Diamond Harbour Road,
across
Majerhat Bridge, past the Greyhound Racing Stadium.
Route Indicator
at Night :—0ne green, one red headlight.
CHITPORE SECTION:- - Esplanade to Baghbazar: via
Bentinck Street, Lower and Upper
Chitpore
Roads.
Dalhousie
Square to Baghbazar: via Lall Bazar
Street,
Lower
and Upper Chitpore Roads.
Route Indicator
at Night : --One blue, one green headlight.
-
Esplanade to Belgatchia: via Bentinck
Street
Lower
and Upper Chitpore Roads,
Grey
Street, Cornwallis Street, R. G. Kar Road.
-
Dalhousie Square to Belgatchia: via Lall
Bazar Street,
Lower
and Upper Chitpore Roads,
Grey
Street, Cornwallis Street. R. G. Kar Road.
Route Indicator
at Night : —Two blue headlights.
DHARAMTALA- STRAND COMBINED SERVICE:
-
Rajabazar to Nimtola: via Upper and
Lower Circular Roads,
Molali
(Entally), Dharamtala, Esplanade. Dalhousie Square,
Strand
Road, past Howrah Bridge.
Route Indicator
at Night: —One red, one green headlight.
HARRISON ROAD SECTION: - Park Circus to High
Court: via Park Street (New),
Lower
Circular Road, Molali (Entally). Sealdah, Harrison Road,
Strand
Road.
Route Indicator
at Night : —Two white headlights.
KALIGHAT SECTION: - Dalhousie Square to Kaligbat: via
Esplanade, Chowringhee Road,
Ashutosh
Mukerjee Road, Russa Road.
Route Indicator
at Night : —Two red headlights.
KIDDERPORE SECTION: - Esplanade to Kidderpore: via Dufferin and Kidderpore Roads
(across
the Maidan), Kidderpore Bridge.
Circular
Garden Reach Road.
Route Indicator
at Night: —One blue, one red headlight.
SEALDAH SECTION: - Sealdah Station to High Court: via Bow Bazar Street,
Lall
Bazar Street, Dalhousie Square, Strand Road (South).
Route Indicator
at Night :—Two green headlights.
SHAMBAZAR
SECTION: - Esplanade to Shambazar: via Dharamtala
Street, Wellington Street,
College
Street, Cornwallis Street.
-
Dalhousie Square to Shambazar: via Lall
Bazaar Street, Bow Basar
Street,
College Street, Cornwailis Street.
Route Indicator
at Night: —One yellow, one blue headlight.
TOLLYGUNGE SECTION: - Dalhousie Square to
Tollygunge Tram Depot: via Esplanade,
Chowringhee
Road, Ashutosb Mukerjee Road, Russa Road (South),
Tollygunge
Bridge.
Route Indicator
at Night: —Two red headlights.
WELLESLEY SECTION:- Dalhousie Square to
Park-Circus : via Esplanade,
Dharamtala
Street, Wellesley Street. Royd Street,
Elliott
Road. Lower Circular Road. New Park Street.
Route Indicator
at Night: —One blue, one white headlight.
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First-class tram fare from Lake Market to
Dalhousie was one anna then. There were counsellors in the coaches who advised
passengers to travel by tram. Newspapers used to carry strip advertisements
like “Travel by Tram” and “Use Electricity”.
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“Only
those who have been fortunate enough to have seen a double jointed tramcar
moving along the centre of the street would believe it possible for so many
surplus bodies to claw a hold on the outside of a tram and stay there as the
tramcar moved. The only place the hangers on didn’t occupy was the roof. To see
that you had to travel by train”
(source: A2808632 Harold P. Lees war part 3 The
sights and sounds of Calcutta at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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(Source: Elaine Pinkerton / Reproduced by courtesy of Elaine Pinkerton)
The pioneer of the Calcutta Suburban Bus Service
was one A. Sobhan, who, though he did not maintain a regular service, ran buses
from the suburbs to the city.
In about 1924, Walford & Co. introduced a
regular bus service into Calcutta, their lead being followed shortly after by
the Tramways Company and gradually by others.
Each bus carries a board in front displaying a
service number, and the route and the names of the localities through which it
runs : the route and the bus number is also shown on the sides.
It is a general practice to refer to a bus by
its service number.
The number of buses plying on the road in 1924
were only 55, which number increased to 280 in 1925 and to 800 in 1936-1937.
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Bus routes are divided into Town and Suburban.
TOWN
No. 2 :—Shambazar to Kalighat : via
Cornwallis Street, College Street, Bowbazar Street. Lall Bazar Street, Dalhousie
Square, Esplanade, Chowringhee, Ashurosh Mukerjee Road. Ruaaa Road.
No. 2A :—Shambazar to Kalighat : via
Cornwallis Street, College Street, 'Wellington Street, Dharamtala, Chowringhee,
Ashutoah Mukerjee Road, Russa Road.
No. 3 ;—Shambazar to Kidderpore : via Upper and Lower Circular
Roads, Molali (Entally), Dharamtala. Chowringhee, Ashutosh Mukerjee Road. Russa
Road, Hazra Road, Judge's Court Road, Diamond Harbour Road.
No. 3A :—Shambazar to Sakharbazar : via Upper Circular Road, Sealdah, Bow Bazar Street, Lall Bazar
Street, Dalhousie Square. Esplanade, Dufferin and Kidderpore Roads, Kidderpore
Bridge, Diamond Harbour Road, Majerhat Bridge, Behala.
No. 4 :—Baghbazar to Tollygunge Railway Bridge: via Upper and Lower Chicpore Roads, Bentinck Street,
Chowringhee, Ashutosh Mukerjee Road, Russa Road.
No. 4A:— Baghbazar to Tollygunge Railway Station : via Upper and Lower Chitpore Roads,
Lall Bazar Street. Dalhousie, Chowringhee, Ashutosh Mukerjee Road. Ruasa Road.
No. 5. Howrah Station to Kalighat: via
Strand Road, Dalhousie Square, Esplanade, Chowringhee Road, Ashutosh Mukerjee
Road and Russa Road.
No. 8. Howrah Station to BalIygange Station: via
Strand Road, Dalhousie Square, Esplanade, Dharamtala Street, Wellesley Street.
Royd Street, Elliott Road. Lower Circular Road, Lansdowne Road, Hazra Road.
Gariahat Road, Rash Behari Avenue, Ekdalia Road.
No. 8A- Howrah
Station to Dhakuria Lake: Same as No. 8 up
to Gariahat Road, then across Rash Behari Avenue to Dhakuria Lake.
No. 10. Howrah
Station to Ballygange Railway Station: via Harrison
Road, Lower Circular Eoad, New Park Street. Syed Ameer Ali Avenue, Old
Ballygange Road, Gariahat Road, Rash Behari Avenue and Ekdalia Road.
No. 11. Howrah
Station to Shambazar: via
Harrison Road and Upper Circular Road.
No. llA. Howrah
Station to Shambazar: via
Strand Road (North), New Jagannath Ghat Road, Vivekenanda Road,
Maniktala Spur and Upper Circular Road.
No. 12:—Dufferin Road to Matiabruz :
via
Kidderpore Road, Kidderpore Bridge, Circular Garden Reach Road, Dumayne
Avenue, Garden Reach Road, Bengal Nagpur Railway Head Offices, Nimakmahal Road,
Circular Garden Reach Road (South), Matiahruz (Raja Bagan).
No. 12B :—Same Route as No. 12 to Matiabrua. (Badertola).
No. 13:— Dalhousie Square to Maniktala Main Road : via Esplanade, Central Avenue, Beadon Street, across Upper
Circular Road, Maniktala Road.
No. 14:—Dalhousie Square to Ultadingi : via Esplanade, Central Avenue, Vivekananda Road, Maniktala
Spur, Maniktala Road, Canal East Road.
SUBURBAN
No 30: -Shambazar to Goripore : via Tala Bridge. Bacrackpore Trunk
Road, Dum Dum Road, Jessore Road, Aerodrome.
No. 32: -Shambazar to Dakhineswar : via Galiff Street, Chitpore Bridge, Cossipore Road, Baranagore,
Gopalal Tagore Road, Hedger Road, Hastie Road, Lalgaria.
No. 33: -Shambaaar to Baranagote - Same Route as No. 32.
No. 33: -Paikpara to Rifle Road :
via
Belgatchia, R. G. Kar Road, Upper and Lower Circular Roads, South Road,
Entally, Dehi Serampore Road, Tiljala.
No. 35: -Sealdah to Joramundir : via
Belliaghatta Road, Belliaghatta Main
Road, Joramundir.
No. 36: -Sealdah to Narkeldanga : via Upper Circular Road, Gag Street, Narkeldanga Main Road.
No. 38: -Sealdah to Matpuker : via Belliaghatta Road, Palmer Bazar
Road, Tangra Road, Chingrighatta, Hughes Road.
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Mrs. Wale was very
upset this morning, having had her head knocked against a support in the bus by
a careless GI driver. She protests bitterly to me, but there is nothing I can
do. She is darn close to being neurotic herself,
(Source: page 217 of Elaine Pinkerton (ed.):
“From Calcutta With Love: The World War II Letters of Richard and Reva Beard”
Lubbock: Texas Tech University Press, 2002 / Reproduced by courtesy of Texas
Tech University Press)
From there followed a
5 day train journey to Calcutta in East Bengal where, on arrival, at 12 noon,
we had the opportunity to inspect the platform at Howrah station, which,
without food or water, we did until 12 midnight. Much to our relief, we piled
into coaches for the final lap of our journey. The name Barrackpore rattled
around the coach. This cantonment was 14 miles from Calcutta and we had been
warned not to encourage the Indian drivers to race each other. Needless to say,
that is exactly what happened. Fortunately, at that time of the early morning,
there was not much traffic on the roads. When we arrived at our destination it
was agreed that, although the other driver had won, he had cheated as he had
driven on the road instead of the grass.
At last, we thought, a
hearty meal and then a good sleep. We were quickly disillusioned as the N.C.O
informed us that we shouldn’t have been there at all and we would have to drive
back to “Cal” as it became affectionately known. Following about one and a half
hours dozing in the coach at Barrackpore, it was about 4 in the morning when we
finally arrived at our correct destination to be greeted by some not so
friendly cooks who had been awakened to give some breakfast.
(source: A5760281 My War - Part 3 at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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Of Calcutta's assortment of colorful and
intriguing characters, the Sikh taxi-driver and his co-pilot rank high. The
co-pilot was added in 1944 following an affray in which a soldier knifed a
driver. The two GI's shown here are
doing their best to convey their destination to the driver of the ancient
jalopy.
(source:
webpage http://oldsite.library.upenn.edu/etext/sasia/calcutta1947/? Monday, 16-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of David N. Nelson,
South Asia Bibliographer, Van Pelt Library, University of Pennsylvania)
(Source: Elaine Pinkerton / Reproduced by courtesy of Elaine Pinkerton)
A total of 2.000. each fitted with a taximeter,
which automatically records the fare when travelling, and waiting charges when
stationary.
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Annas 8 for the first mile or part of a mile, and
annas 2 for every subsequent quarter of a mile.
Minimum charge, annas eight.
Waiting Charges, annas 2 for every four minutes.
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If you ride in a taxicab, tonga, or rickshaw,
settle the fare before you get in. The prices of any service should be fixed in
advance or you may have an argument when the time comes to pay, and in any such
argument the stranger is at a disadvantage and usually loses.
(source: “A Pocket Guide to India” Special
Service Division, Army Service Forces, United States Army. War and Navy
Departments Washington D.C [early 1940s]:
at: http://cbi-theater-2.home.comcast.net/booklet/guide-to-india.html)
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educational research project. The copyright remains with the original
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Calcutta!
I was lost, and this time the crux of the matter
was that I didn’t know where I was supposed to be.
It was New Year’s Day, 1946. It was nearly
midnight and I was alone, on foot, about a mile outside Calcutta on a silent
forest road. That much I did know because I had just walked from the Excelsior
Cinema, Chowringhee, in the centre of Calcutta.
How stupid can you get? said the voice of my
father inside my head.
Rubbish, I said. It could have happened to
anyone.
You mean, like the scissors?
I knew exactly what he meant. I was about six,
then, and helping him cut the lawn. He asked me to get the scissors. Wondering
about this I went to the kitchen and got the scissors. Then as I took them out
of the drawer I understood. With these, you could trim the edge of grass that
butted on to the fence because you could push the small point behind the tufts
and snip them easily.
In the garden I knelt down by the fence and had
a go. It was a good idea, but it was going to be a long job.
I jumped at his laugh behind and above me.
‘No-o! The scissors - you know, the clippers,
the shears!’
Getting them from the shed I felt myself go hot
with embarrassment but I told myself it could have happened to anyone.
This time I should have known better. That same
afternoon, with two other RAF men, I had arrived in Calcutta. We had been
picked up in a jeep from our Dakota aircraft at Dum Dum airfield north of the
city.
My problems began at the moment of departure
from the airfield. Had I kept my wits about me I would have noted that we
crossed the River Hooghly via Howrah Bridge, turned on to the Barrackpore road
and travelled about ten miles out to our unit in the wilds of a village called
Bally.
But I did not keep my wits about me. My wits, as
life was later to impress upon me, were not the sort you could keep on a lead.
As we were shown into the long hut we were told
that a gharrie (in Service terms a covered Bedford 3-ton truck) would be doing
a Liberty Run into Calcutta city in half an hour’s time. Would we like to see
the sights? The gharrie would drop us and then, at ten o’clock in the evening,
pick us up at the same spot to take us back to base.
We threw our bags on our beds, showered and
changed and the three of us climbed up into the back of the gharrie. We
wandered along Chowringhee and had an expensive meal at Firpo’s. I said I
wanted to see the film at The Excelsior. They weren’t keen, so we split and
arranged to meet a little before ten at the appointed spot.
The Excelsior was big, with red velvet seats and
icy air-conditioning. After the film ended I went out into the blast of heat in
Chowringhee and looked at my watch. It was five to ten.
At two minutes to ten I arrived at the meeting
point. Neither the gharrie nor the other two men were to be seen. I waited for
ten minutes. Then it became worrying. I called a taxi. The driver’s friendly
Sikh face smiled broadly at me.
‘And you go to -?’
‘The RAF Station at,’ I said, and stopped. It
was like walking into a glass door: I couldn’t tell him, and I didn’t
immediately know why.
In the armed forces you get used to having your
hand held whenever you move. Jeeps take you to railway stations, RAF Police
Corporals point you to your train and more RAF Police wait for your arrival and
get you to your transport which takes you to your new unit. So, instead of
noting important things like names of places and serial numbers by which Air
Ministry establishments tend to be known, you dwell dreamily on the scenery.
I had no notion of the name of the village to
which I had been posted, the number of the RAF Unit, and certainly not the name
of the road by which to reach it. And, beyond my twelve-fifty identity card, I
had no papers on me to help. They were all lying on my bed somewhere in what is
now Bangladesh.
The taxi driver’s eyes lit up.
‘Ah, you forget name?’ I nodded and he began
listing military-sounding addresses, but I shook my head at each one. I knew I
would have recognised it had he said it. Sikhs are not easily put off by
western or any other oddities, but I could see that my taxi driver was
beginning to sense that he was dealing with an oddity of quite another order.
He left.
Then I had the solution. If there were as many
military stations as he had revealed there would be military trucks speeding
between them and the city. All I had to do was to choose one of the roads (I
knew it had been a long, straight one) and walk along it, wave down anything
that approached from behind me and give the driver any information I could
think of. As I walked, I began to formulate sharp words of complaint to my so
far unknown commanding officer about drivers who did not keep to their
schedule.
I was half an hour along this road before
anything hailable came. It was an American Air Force jeep, and it stopped
‘Well, Hi, there, fella. Wanna lift?’
I explained. The enormous engine idly crackled
away and they shook their heads and drew on their cigars. Then one of them
snapped his fingers.
‘Climb in,’ he said.
He had an idea. They would take me to their own
unit and get their files out and phone around. This they did. They found my
unit, rang it, then gave me a meal and a comfortable bed.
In the morning they gave me a breakfast, huge,
hot and aromatic.
‘English breakfast, huh?’ said the white-aproned
GI, putting it in front of me and surrounding me with sauces.
An hour later I stood to attention in front of
my own C.O. at what I now knew was No 329 Maintenance Unit in the village of
Bally, on the Barrackpore Road. He started with a run-down of the unit’s search
activities from 10.30 the previous night. This was brisk and to the point. Then
he gave me his own private opinion of my behaviour. To this he devoted more
time. I decided not to complain about drivers.
(source: A2849484 Another Innocent Abroad Edited
at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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(Source: Elaine Pinkerton / Reproduced by courtesy of Elaine Pinkerton)
(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Howrah Station, Rr007, "Public transportation awaits passengers arriving at Howrah Station. View from Howrah Station. Howrah bridge and nearby ghats in background." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Looking toward South Strand Road, Rr008, "From Howrah Station, looking across toward South Strand Road's warehouse and ship mooring area. This view is downstream from the second level of the station, shows public transportation waiting for passengers.." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Sealdah Station, Rr011, "Public transportation waits out in front of Sealdah Station, Calcutta." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Sealdah Station, Rr011, "Public transportation waits out in front of Sealdah Station, Calcutta." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
(COPYRIGHT NOTICE: Reproduced by permission of Glenn Hensley and under a Creative Commons license)
(source:
correspondence with Pamela Walker (her father is in the picture) / Reproduced
by courtesy ofPamela Walker)
Nightfall in Calcutta stirs the imagination and
curiosity as to what goes on down dimly-lit alleys often leads an occasional
soldier into the out-of-bounds areas.
If you don't know the way, five rupees will buy a trip to the few still
existent brothels in one of the garies shown here. (Warning: MP's take a poor view).
(source:
webpage http://oldsite.library.upenn.edu/etext/sasia/calcutta1947/? Monday, 16-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of David N. Nelson,
South Asia Bibliographer, Van Pelt Library, University of Pennsylvania)
1st class 5
2nd class 1076
3rd class 125
Each conveyance carries a schedule list of
tariff rates, giving details of charges per hours and per mile.
(COPYRIGHT NOTICE: Reproduced under 'fair dealing' terms as part of a non commercial
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If you ride in a taxicab, tonga, or rickshaw,
settle the fare before you get in. The prices of any service should be fixed in
advance or you may have an argument when the time comes to pay, and in any such
argument the stranger is at a disadvantage and usually loses.
(source: “A Pocket Guide to India” Special
Service Division, Army Service Forces, United States Army. War and Navy
Departments Washington D.C [early 1940s]:
at: http://cbi-theater-2.home.comcast.net/booklet/guide-to-india.html)
(COPYRIGHT NOTICE: Reproduced under 'fair dealing' terms as part of a non commercial
educational research project. The copyright remains with the original
submitter/author)
“Getting
about in India, especially in the towns, meant using the transport system that
was available. Tongas were popular and they came in various guises and all
sorts of conditions. A horse tonga was a two-wheeled contraption pulled by a
horse that was so old and decrepit that you felt you should load the scrawny
animal onto the tonga and grab the shafts yourself.”…
“Then there was the Calcutta tonga. This
resembled a derelict garden shed on four wheels drawn by two horses. It was
known as a flea circus because if you were foolish enough to take a ride on one
you may very well come out alive with them”
(source: A2808632 Harold P. Lees war part 3 The sights
and sounds of Calcutta at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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(source: Glenn S. Hensley: Howrah Station, Rr015, "Public transportation awaits passengers in front of Howrah Station, Calcutta." seen at University of Chicago Hensley Photo Library at http://dsal.uchicago.edu/images/hensley as well as a series of E-Mail interviews with Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August 2001)
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(source: webpage http://40thbombgroup.org/indiapics2.html Monday,
03-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of
Bob Sanders)
(source: webpage http://40thbombgroup.org/indiapics2.html Monday,
03-Jun-2003 / Reproduced by courtesy of
Bob Sanders)
There are a total of 5,807 Rickshaws on the
road.
(COPYRIGHT NOTICE: Reproduced under 'fair dealing' terms as part of a non commercial
educational research project. The copyright remains with John Barry 1940)
If you ride in a taxicab, tonga, or rickshaw,
settle the fare before you get in. The prices of any service should be fixed in
advance or you may have an argument when the time comes to pay, and in any such
argument the stranger is at a disadvantage and usually loses.
(source: “A Pocket Guide to India” Special
Service Division, Army Service Forces, United States Army. War and Navy
Departments Washington D.C [early 1940s]:
at: http://cbi-theater-2.home.comcast.net/booklet/guide-to-india.html)
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educational research project. The copyright remains with the original
submitter/author)
My first rickshaw ride was from the Red Cross to
the New Market. We had heard about it so were anxious to go there first. I'll
never forget watching the puller as he jogged along, ringing his hand bell with
nearly every step. His sweat-soaked shirt fluttered in the breeze and he, in
fairly good English, described some of the sights we were seeing. He knew we
were newcomers into town and seemed proud to be showing off his city, such as
it was.
(source: a series of E-Mail interviews with
Glenn Hensley between 12th June 2001 and 28th August
2001)
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Glenn Hensley)
“The modern version of the horse tonga was the
bicycle rickshaw. Depending on the age of the rickshaw wallah you proceeded at
the pace of dead slow to Tour de France speed….the streets of the city teemed
with them. The stamina of some of the rickshaw wallahs as they jogged along for
miles if necessary would have made them good prospects for the Olympic
marathon. But to take a ride through a place like Bombay or Calcutta was like
teaming up with the Angel of Death. They worked on the principle that they had
more right to use the thoroughfares than any other form of transport and nipped
between heavy gharries and shot across the front of moving tramcars and played
at silly devils with bullock carts and private cars and anything that moved”
(source: A2808632 Harold P. Lees war part 3 The
sights and sounds of Calcutta at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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Saw a traffic
policeman walloped a rickshaw walla holding his rickshaw up at the time, for
stepping forward when the traffic was stopped at a junction. The rickshaw walla
did nothing, they were used to being treated like nothing, he just picked
himself up off the ground.
(source: A2615726 tom clifford - the war years 2
at BBC WW2 People's War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/
Oct 2006)
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Just off this street was a large covered market where there were
stalls which sold practically everything — except motor cars and ships — and
this place is called Hogg's Market. This of course is nothing to do with pigs,
although some of the smells reminded Daddy of these animals. After looking
round nearly all the stalls Daddy noticed the prices of the things were a good
deal higher than in Bombay, but the boxes were cheaper, and after looking at
quite a number he bought one, and while he waited an Indian printed on the lid
his number, rank, name and also R.A.F.
Daddy was then faced with the problem of getting this big box back
to the camp, so he called a coolie who carried it outside and then went off to
find a rickshaw. In due course back he came with one, and Daddy told the
rickshaw puller where to go and then settled down quietly in his seat with the
big box on his knees. Now, it was almost three miles back to the camp, and as
it was dark the heat of the day had nearly all gone, and it was very pleasant
going along slowly and sometimes fairly quickly when the rickshaw puller had
enough breath. It was also very quiet except for the traffic, because the
wheels of the rickshaw had rubber on them like Gillian's pram wheels. After
floating along for about an hour it was apparent that the puller did'nt know
where he was — and still less where Daddy's camp was — Here was a pretty kettle
of fish because there were not many people about, and it was dark, and quite a
strange place to your Daddy, and moreover he could'nt speak very much Urdu or
Hindustani — which are the languages of the Indians — or, at least most of
them. However Daddy knew from the general direction in which he had come that
he could'nt be a long way from the camp, so off the rickshaw puller went making
a circular tour round the neighbourhood. After about another hour we were
fortunate to meet an Indian who could speak English, and who knew where the
camp was, so it was'nt long before we were back. By this time the poor rickshaw
puller was quite tired, and although it was his fault as he should have, known
where to go, Daddy was sorry for him, so instead of giving him eight annas for
the fare Daddy gave him a rupee — so then we both felt a good deal better —
When Daddy had carried the big box back to his hut he unpacked his kitbag and
packs, and put all the things and the bags in the box, and they just filled it
to the top. Whenever Daddy had to travel about India after that he only had one
thing to look after, and that was the box, which had a padlock on it so that no
one could open it except Daddy. This box would also come in very useful when
Daddy had to come home and he could put plenty of presents and other things in
it then for Mummy, David, Gillian and number twenty two Kedale Road. Just now
though, the box was very heavy indeed, and Daddy did'nt envy the coolies who
would have to carry it on their heads!
(source: Leonard
Charles Irvine "A LETTER TO
MY SON" at BBC WW2 People's
War' on http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/ Oct 2006)
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