Andaman Islands: Where, Why and Sherlock

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See also in the Andaman Islands series, Practicalities, Ross & Viper Islands, the ‘Angkor Wat of British Rule,’ and Port Blair Cellular Jail and the image on the 20 Rupee note.

The Sign of the Four. Barren rock. British penal colony. Tonga and his club.

This is the Andaman Islands of Sherlock Holmes and why I had to see them deep in the Indian Ocean.

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Viper Island Gallows

As a boy reading these passages, I was enthralled:

“This is the first volume of a gazetteer which is now being published. It may be looked upon as the very latest authority. What have we here? “Andaman Islands, situated 340 miles to the north of Sumatra, in the Bay of Bengal. Hum! hum! What’s all this? Moist climate, coral reefs, sharks, Port Blair. convict barracks, Rutland Island, cottonwoods — Ah here we are! “The aborigines of the Andaman Islands may perhaps claim the distinction of being the smallest race upon this earth, though some anthropologists prefer the Bushmen of Africa, the Digger Indians of America, and the Terra del Fuegians. The average height is rather below four feet, although many full-grown adults may be found who are very much smaller than this.

They are a fierce, morose, and intractable people, though capable of forming most devoted friendships when their confidence has once been gained.


Mark that, Watson. Now, then listen to this. “They are naturally hideous, having large, misshapen heads, small fierce eyes, and distorted features. Their feet and hands, however, are remarkably small. So intractable and fierce are they, that all the efforts of the British officials have failed to win them over in any degree. They have always been a terror to shipwrecked crews, braining the survivors with their stone-headed clubs or shooting them with their poisoned arrows. These massacres are invariably concluded by a cannibal feast. Nice, amiable people, Watson! If this fellow had been left to his own unaided devices, this affair might have taken an even more ghastly turn. I fancy that, even as it is, Jonathan Small would give a good deal not to have employed him.”


 “Justice!” snarled the ex-convict. “A pretty justice! Whose loot is this, if it is not ours? Where is the justice that I should give it up to those who have never earned it? Look how I have earned it! Twenty long years in that fever-ridden swamp, all day at work under the mangrove-tree, all night chained up in the filthy convict-huts, bitten by mosquitoes, racked with ague, bullied by every cursed black-faced policeman who loved to take it out of a white man. That was how I earned the Agra treasure, and you talk to me of justice because I cannot bear to feel that I have paid this price only that another may enjoy it! I would rather swing a score of times, or have one of Tonga’s darts in my hide, than live in a convict’s cell and feel that another man is at his ease in a palace with the money that should be mine.”


“At last it seemed to me to have come. I was changed from Agra to Madras, and from there to Blair Island in the Andamans. There are very few white convicts at this settlement, and, as I had behaved well from the first, I soon found myself a son of privileged person. I was given a hut in Hope Town, which is a small place on the slopes of Mount Harriet, and I was left pretty much to myself. It is a dreary, fever-stricken place, and all beyond our little clearings was infested with wild cannibal natives, who were ready enough to blow a poisoned dart at us if they saw a chance. There was digging and ditching and yam-planting, and a dozen other things to be done, so we were busy enough all day; though in the evening we had a little time to ourselves. Among other things, I, learned to dispense drugs for the surgeon, and picked up a smattering of his knowledge. All the time I was on the lookout for a chance to escape; but it is hundreds of miles from any other land, and there is little or no wind in those seas: so it was a terribly difficult job to get away.

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9 years ago

it doesn’t seem like a worthwhile place to visit from your photos? Do you recommend goign after your trip?

Rapid Travel Chai
9 years ago
Reply to  andreas

@andreas – it is very specialist interest, Ross Island was the big highlight, otherwise it is a middling destination that is in the middle of nowhere, with poor accommodation options, poor dining, and not particularly good value.


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Ric Garrido
9 years ago

The only reason I knew the Andaman Islands when the great Dec 26, 2004 earthquake occurred was having read ‘The Sign of the Four’.

The 9.2 earthquake is known primarily for the tsunami video from the Thailand beach resort is scientifically called the Sumatra–Andaman earthquake.