Literary notes about paddy (AI summary)
The term "paddy" reveals a remarkable versatility in literature, serving both as a proper name and as a descriptor for rice or rice fields. In works by James Joyce and other writers, "Paddy" is used as a nickname that conveys personality and local color, appearing in characters like Paddy Dignam or Paddy Leonard ([1], [2], [3], [4], [5], [6], [7], [8]). At the same time, in texts dealing with agricultural practices and folklore—such as those by Edgar Thurston, Lal Behari Day, and in the Mahabharata—it denotes rice in its various forms, whether as unhusked grain, a commodity of exchange, or a symbol of cultural tradition ([9], [10], [11], [12]–[13], [14], [15], [16], [17], [18]). Even Rudyard Kipling employs the word in a playful, literal sense when describing a "paddy-paw" ([19], [20], [21], [22]), blending the imagery of nature with linguistically inventive characterizations.
- Paddy Dignam shot out and rolling over stiff in the dust in a brown habit too large for him.
— from Ulysses by James Joyce - —And he said: Sad thing about our poor friend Paddy!
— from Ulysses by James Joyce - He lifted his brown straw hat, saluting Paddy Dignam.
— from Ulysses by James Joyce - When Paddy Leonard called him he found that they were talking about feats of strength.
— from Dubliners by James Joyce - After a while O’Halloran and Paddy Leonard came in and the story was repeated to them.
— from Dubliners by James Joyce - And Paddy Leonard taking him off to his face.
— from Ulysses by James Joyce - I saw him just now in Capel street with Paddy Dignam.
— from Ulysses by James Joyce - When Paddy Leonard said “Go!” each was to try to bring down the other’s hand on to the table.
— from Dubliners by James Joyce - A large portion of the paddy (rice) that the Urālis gather by cultivation goes to the low country in exchange for clothing and salt.
— from Castes and Tribes of Southern India. Vol. 7 of 7 by Edgar Thurston - The paddy and rice are a perquisite of the barber.
— from Castes and Tribes of Southern India. Vol. 7 of 7 by Edgar Thurston - Wearing the above ornaments, they go to a temple, in front of which they empty out on a mat a few paras of paddy, and again play and sing.
— from Castes and Tribes of Southern India. Vol. 7 of 7 by Edgar Thurston - The money, he stated, was dedicated to the Tirumula temple, and was kept in the pots buried in paddy (unhusked rice).
— from Omens and Superstitions of Southern India by Edgar Thurston - They get a few annas worth of paddy (unhusked rice) for their labour.
— from Castes and Tribes of Southern India. Vol. 7 of 7 by Edgar Thurston - Sometimes the paddy is brought from the temple, instead of the field.
— from Omens and Superstitions of Southern India by Edgar Thurston - Before the paste dries, parched paddy (unhusked rice) grains, representing smallpox pustules, are sprinkled over it.
— from Omens and Superstitions of Southern India by Edgar Thurston - When a Pulayan’s services are thus obtained, he works for his new master for two edangalis of paddy a day.
— from Castes and Tribes of Southern India. Vol. 7 of 7 by Edgar Thurston - He gets an anna or a measure of paddy for his service to a woman in her menses, and a para of paddy or six annas for birth and death pollutions.
— from Castes and Tribes of Southern India. Vol. 7 of 7 by Edgar Thurston - The males get two edangazhis of paddy (hardly worth 2 annas), and the females an edangazhi and a half.
— from Castes and Tribes of Southern India. Vol. 7 of 7 by Edgar Thurston - ‘You didn’t say she said that a minute ago, said Painted Jaguar, sucking the prickles out of his paddy-paw.
— from Just so stories by Rudyard Kipling - By and by they found Painted Jaguar, still nursing his paddy-paw that had been hurt the night before.
— from Just so stories by Rudyard Kipling - Painted Jaguar darted out his paddy-paw just as Stickly-Prickly curled himself up, and of course Jaguar’s paddy-paw was just filled with prickles.
— from Just so stories by Rudyard Kipling - Then he put his paddy-paw into his mouth, and of course the prickles hurt him worse than ever.
— from Just so stories by Rudyard Kipling