YALE UNIVERSITY LIBRARY /-^ DISCOVERY AND SETTLEMENT OF WESTERN NORTH AMERICA COLLECTION OF WILLIAM ROBERTSON COE SIXTEEN MONTHS' TRAVEL 1886-87 BY T. ALLNUTT BEASSEY / 1 1 SPOTTISWOODE & CO,, NEW- STEEET SQUAEB, LONDON 1888. PEEFACE. The following rough diary has been printed, partly because friends might be interested to read the impressions of a young traveller put down while they were still fresh, partly because it supplements the account of the voyage which it was my dear Mother's last wish to have published, T, A, B, SIXTEEN MONTHS' TEAVEL. 1886-87. PAET I. AMERICA. CHAPTER I. A MONTH IN THE BOOKIES. I LEFT England on August 12th, 1886, in the ' Umbria.' She is a splendid vessel, and one feels a real sense of power in her when she is steaming against a breeze of wind. Our best runs were 462 and 458 knots on two consecutive days. After ten days at Newport I came back to New York and met father and McLean. We went together to Chicago, and up to Marquette, on Lake Superior. After three days spent looking round the splendid forest on the Michigan Land and Iron Company's property we returned to Chicago. There we separated. Father went back to New York en roide for England ; McLean and I took the train for the Far West. We arrived in Laramie on the evening of Thursday, September 16th, The next day we were in despair, as we found that neither Barclay nor Sartoris was in town or at the Willans's ranch, some twenty miles out, and there was no letter from them. We were determined to try and get some sport, so B 2 AMERICA we engaged a man, who was to provide a cook, a wagon, and six horses, to take us into the mountains. We did not expect to see much game, and were talking over our pro spects very despondingly at dinner that evening, when who should walk into the hotel but Barclay himself. He had driven in ninety miles, as soon as he got our letters, to look after us, Saturday we spent in buying stores and horses, and in the evening drove out to the ranch, where we found Mr, and Mrs, Fred Willan, It was a comfortable English country house, though of course all built of wood. On Sunday we came back into town, ready for our start the next day, to which McLean and I were both looking forward most eagerly. Monday, September 20fh. — Up at 6. Bought another pony for McLean — a sorrel, price forty-five dollars, and well worth the money. By 10 o'clock we had got all the stores together, and started Sam Fuller and the wagon with his team of four horses, Harbord started about the same time, driving our three pack-animals. We started ourselves an hour later ; Barclay on his own horse, McLean on the sorrel, and I on an ancient brown pony, subsequently dubbed ' Old Tom ' who took a good deal of kicking along. For twenty miles the road lay over the open prairie, and we pushed along at a good pace, loping (Anglice, cantering) most of the way. We then came to a stream fringed with bushes, where we watered the horses and were glad to get a drink ourselves. Our broad felt hats we found were the proper drinking cups. We tho roughly inspected Balsh and Bacon's ranch, which lay just across the stream, and very comfortable and neat it all looked. After this we began ascending into the mountains. We pursued a hare for some time, hoping to get a close shot with a revolver, and soon after saw a cayote. About ten miles from Bacon's we pulled up for the night at a small road ranch, where we were fairly well fed, barring the absence of A MONTH IN THE ROCKIES 3 fresh meat. My feet had got so sore with my new field boots that I had taken them off and had slung them over the saddle in front of me, A small boy asked Harbord who McLean and I were. Harbord replied, ' Tender feet,' the American expression for new chum. The small boy : ' Guess his feet are tender ; he can't even wear his boots,' We turned the horses into the corral ; Barclay, McLean, and I turned in on the hay outside, McLean and I together, with four blankets over us, a quilt underneath, and a canvas wagon- sheet under and over all. Tt froze during the night, but I was too warm, and the experience was so novel that I could not sleep, Tuesday, September 21st. — Under weigh at 7,30, McLean and I on top of the wagon this time, Barclay and Harbord drove the horses. We went uphill for a bit ; from the top had a fine view to some snowy mountains on our left ; then down into a valley. Going up the steep bank the other side we passed an ' outfit ' on the move — men, women, and children. An ' outfit ' out west means anything, from a man's rifle or horse to his wife and children ; during the time we were out camping we were known as ' Barclay's outfit,' The road then ran through a dense pine forest; it was pretty good, and Sam Fuller took us along at a smart trot on the level. At 12 pulled up for lunch and to rest the horses. An excellent feed, with rolls, bacon, cream and milk, maple syrup, and preserved vegetables. Off again at 2, and after three miles came down into what is called the neck of the North Park. The tints of the aspen were lovely light yellow to a rich old gold. At 3,30 we pulled up for the day at a road ranch, having done twenty-eight miles. After some rifle and pistol practice Barclay and I walked to the top of a hill close by (McLean was too lazy), and had a fine view over the North Park. This is an undulating plain eighty miles long by forty broad, 9,000 feet above the sea level, surrounded by moun tains 12,000 to 13,000 feet high, many of them snow-covered, which of course looked no higher than Scotch hills, so high B 2 4 AMERICA is the general level of the country. There are now some 1,200 ranches in the North Park, as there is excellent food for cattle. A park out west is not at all what is understood by a park in England ; it means an opening in the trees, and may be a hundred yards across, or as big as the North Park, The North Middle and South Parks are all in Colorado, Coming down the hill we struck a covey of six mountain grouse, who sat and looked at us, Barclay at last killed one with a stone ; if we had shot better we should have killed the whole covey. Feeding fair, and beds comfortable. One won't sleep in a bed again for somo time. Wedjiesday, September 22nd. — Under weigh at 7. Bar clay took my place in the wagon, Harbord and I drove the horses. At 10 we crossed the North Platte River, which circles round through Wj'oming and flows into the Missouri near Omaha. As I was feeling seedy Barclay and I changed places. For the next ten miles we travelled over dry hills covered with sage bush. The sun was very hot. We saw six antelope, and McLean had a long shot. At 12 halted at Lawrence's ranch. Excellent food, including fresh meat (antelope). Both Lawrences were most hospitable, ' Come right in and sit right down,' is the almost invariable form of invitation out west. There was a New York doctor staying at the ranch, expecting some sport later on. He had just bought a splendid bear's hide from an old hunter on his way down from the mountains — beautiful long fur with silver tips, and measuring eight feet by eight ; he had only given fifteen dollars for it. Started again at 2, Four miles farther on passed Scrivener's ranch. He seemed to be a big man, as he was at work on a dam to flood the valley up which we drove, and turn it into a hay meadow. Hay will only grow out here on flooded land. After passing Scrivener's we began to ascend into the mountains out of the Park, and at 5 pulled up at Wheeler's, This ranch is in a secluded valley with a splen did natural hay meadow, Wheeler has about two hundred A MONTH m THE ROCKIES 5 head of cattle, and makes a considerable quantity of butter for the Collins and Laramie markets. We had jugs of milk and cream for breakfast and supper. The cook a German. It was curious to see some impromptu croquet hoops set up in front of the ranch, I remarked to the cow-boy that the game had rather gone out with us, to which he replied that he did not know but that it had a bit gone out with them too, Wheeler himself a nice fellow. Barclay and he had a yarn over sport after supper, and traded some beaver and martin traps. Slept most comfortably on some hay in one of the cattle sheds, Thursday, September 23rd. — Barclay, McLean, and I started off at 8 on horseback for a rocky peak about four miles into the forest, which Wheeler said was a likely place for elk, with a chance of sheep. Fuller and Harbord with the spare horses went up the Hans Peak wagon road to Lone Pine camp, where we expected to reach Sartoris and the rest of the outfit. We saw some antelope in the valley, but could not get a shot. Soon after we struck into the woods we got into a dense mass of fallen timber which took us more than an hour to get clear of, though it was only a few hundred yards across, ' Old Tom ' proved an adept at hoisting his legs over the logs, which were piled one on another, some times two or three feet high. Once clear of this we got on quickly to the end of the rocky peak ; but no elk or sheep to be seen, and very little sign. Then came the question how to get to camp : cut straight through the forest or go back the way we had come and then up the road ? We determined to try the flrst. Almost at once we had to lead down a very steep slope into a canon with a stream at the bottom. Not knowing how many more of these there might be to cross before we reached the Hans Peak road, we thought it best to get back to the valley. We made good way at first along an old elk trail, but presently got into a mass of fallen timber, McLean was bogged and had to get off; the caiion did not run straight; we were afraid to leave it for fear of losing b AMERICA our bearings, and we began to despair of reaching camp that night. At last, when it seemed almost hopeless, we got clear of the fallen timber, and soon reached the valley and the road. Our horses were dead beat, and for two miles I had to run behind and flog ' Old Tom ' along. Glad we were to reach camp, which was in a little park with a nice stream. Harbord had beconie rather anxious. We put up the tent, in which we three slept, and supped off sow-belly (bacon), crackers, coffee, and milk. Friday, September 24:th. — Sharp frost. Breakfast, same fare as supper. I did the washing up. McLean and I after wards had a good wash in the stream. After lunch Barclay and I started down the road to find the others. About one and a half miles from camp met Sartoris, who had grown a beard and looked a regular ' tough.' We went on to their camp, where we found Child, our guide, and Minghy, the cook, both Englishmen. Got some fresh deer's-meat, and then came back through the forest trying for elk, but saw nothing. Sapped off soup composed of a grouse Barclay had shot yes terday, tomatoes, and crackers. To bed about 9. Saturday, September 2bth. — Sharp frost again. At 9 Child turned up, and in an hour and a half we had packed up everything to go to the other camp. Barclay and I tried for elk, but no use. Lunched at new camp. Off alone after wards about a mile from camp. Very strange at first going through forest. Afraid of losing one's way every moment or seeing a bear in every hollow. In these dense timber forests the only way to steer is by watching the lie of the ground most closely. Suddenly saw three cows and a calf elk trot ting through the trees about eighty yards off. Fired both barrels at the calf, for we wanted meat ; then a bull appeared, but my rifle was empty. Back to camp, very glad to have seen my flrst elk. McLean had also been out, but had seen nothing. A long yarn over old Eton days round a blazing camp flre. To bed at 9. Simday, Septemher 26^7!,— By no means a day of rest. A MONTH IN TIIE ROCKIES 7 It took US two hours and a half to saddle and pack all the horses — seven saddle-horses and eight pack-horses, Bar clay's second sorrel had nothing to carry, as he had a big knee. Packing is certainly hard work for men and horses. Our seven beds were in five bundles, ' Buck ' carried two beds and the ammunition box ; ' Tommy,' Barclay's horse, carried the two overalls, containing our united wardrobes, and a bed ; ' Traps,' as his name implies, carried two bear- traps weighing some 40 lbs, apiece, as well as all the cooking pots ; ' Bull,' our best pack-horse, carried 230 lbs. of flour ; another horse carried the stores, tinned fruit, coffee, &c. We got off at 10,30 at last; for some of the animals had rolled with the packs and had to be repacked. A fairly 'imposing cavalcade we must have looked with our sixteen horses : Child leading, and the rest of us behind or on the sides, driving on the pack-horses, every one with a rifle in front of his saddle. It was bad going at first, through fallen timber and boggy ground. Then half a mile through dead timber — i,e, trees which had been killed by a forest fire and were still standing. There was a high wind ; trees kept crashing down all round us, and made this part of thejourney pretty dangerous work. After this we had a two miles steep pull into the snow-capped range, which bounds the edge of North Park. A descent of a mile off the top of the ridge brought us to a well-sheltered park. Though it was only 1,30 we determined to camp, thinking the horses had had enough. This camp was well over 11,000 feet ; we were not far from the timber line, and the highest peaks of the range were but little above us. We pitched the tent, in which Barclay, McLean, and I slept. There was only room for three beds ; Sartoris made himself a shelter by a log. We went out in the afternoon to try and get meat, of which we were running very short, but did not succeed, Monday, September 27th. — Was awoke by hearing Child and Sartoris talking about elk, which Child had just seen on the hills we came over yesterday, Barclay, Sartoris, and I 8 AMERICA at once started after them ; McLean was too lazy to get np. It was so cold that one could hardly feel one's rifle, Sartoris kept to the right, Barclay and I to the left. We soon caught sight of them moving along the side of a hill about half a mile off. Then we lost sight of them for a bit, and were going along expecting to see them to the right, when Barclay suddenly caught sight of two bulls flghting in a wooded hollow to our left. We stalked towards them, but they saw us, and ran up on to a hill-side, where they stopped to have a look at us. We opened fire at two hundred yards, but it was not till the fifth shot that the beast I was firing at dropped. At the same moment Barclay's beast fell too, I was delighted, and' we both rushed up the hill, to repent it afterwards, for the rarity of the atmosphere completely took one's breath away. My bull was stumbling along, and. required another shot from Barclay to finish him, Barclay's bull had been lying apparently dead, but got up meantime and walked away, and in spite of a long chase we could not get him. Child and Sartoris soon arrived on the scene. The head of my bull was too small to take, so I contented myself with a foot and two teeth. The tender-loin and hind quarters fed us for a week. After breakfast, at which there was lots of chaff about the number of shots that had been heard in camp, we four, with Child, started off on horseback to look for sheep amongst the highest peaks of the chain. After riding for about two hours in a southerly direction, we got clear of the timber and up on to a flat-topped hill, from which we had a flne view all round. There were some fine pointed crags to the south of us, which looked likely places for sheep. All the hollows in these were filled with snow, and the place where we stopped to spy was on the top of a big snowdrift. Far away to the north was the snowy range which can be seen from Laramie; to the north-west the main chain of the Sierra Madre, and to the south-west the mountains round Hans Peak. It was a splendid view, but there were no signs of game. All the sign we saw that day A MONTH IN THE ROCKIES 9 was a decayed skull of a mountain bison, and a track about four months old. It was so bitterly cold that we were glad to turn our faces for camp. On the way back Barclay slew four ptarmigan, by shooting off their heads with rifle. On a rocky ridge we had to cross we saw three big coveys, Tuesday, Septemher 28th. — A very hard frost. We had to break thick ice to get our water, and even while we were at breakfast a substantial coating of ice formed over the water we had just washed in. About eight or nine o'clock it gets warm, but in this camp we were so high that it froze in the shade all day. Child, Barclay, and Sartoris went to prospect a trail for to-morrow to the Sierra Madre range. After yesterday we had given up hopes of sheep or bison, and determined to try and reach the Savory, right at the other end. of the Sierra Madre range, where Barclay killed so many elk last year, I went over much the same ground as yes terday, spying carefully every half-mile or so, but no sign of anything did I see. It was tiring work walking ; the air up here is very different to that in the Scotch hills. Wednesday, September 29th. — To-day packing was got through much quicker, and we were off by 9,30, We crossed the divide at the same place as on Sunday, then swung to the left towards Grand Encampment Creek, leaving our old camp to the right. We followed the creek till we struck the Hans Peak road, and four miles farther brought us to the north end of Hog Park at 3 o'clock. We had made sixteen miles — a long tiring march for men and horses, though the trail was good. We camped on a little knoll close to an excellent stream. We did not put up our tents, as we had come down some 1,500 feet. Thursday, September SOth. — A sharp frost. We were off about 10, after some delay catching the horses. For the first four miles we were ascending to the top of the main divide between the Atlantic and Pacific slopes. Just before the top we passed the remains of a bear which Russell had shot some three weeks before, and also of an elk, with a fine 10 AMEEICA head, which Child had not thought worth taking. Three miles farther along a broad elk trail brought us to our present camp, a little nook in the spur between the forks of Snake River facing south. Being now on the Pacific slope, climate is warmer ; there are far more cotton woods with their yellow leaves in the landscape. The view across the valley is lovely. The mountains of Colorado from Volcanic Crater to Hans Peak lay in a confused mass across the river, tinged with a purple shade like the Scotch hills. Here and there were dark masses of fir-trees, but there was no great extent of forest. After the animals were unloaded and we had had a bit of ' chuck ' (Anglice, ' grub '), I went out along the trail we had come by this morning. Saw a few doe deer ; one passed me about seventy yards off, and I had hard work to prevent myself shooting. On my way back I heard an elk squeal for the first time ; it was just like four clear notes on a fife, the last long drawn out. The noise had been described to me, but it was almost impossible to believe that an animal could have made such clear notes, Barclay and Sartoris had heard lots of elk squealing too, so the pro spects of sport were good, Friday, October 1st. — Up at 6,30, Only a slight frost. I went out at 8, and found the slope below camp was all tracked up with broad elk trails. Soon came on some doe deer in low brushwood. I was not fifty yards off, and they looked hard at me, but were not disturbed. Just at that moment I heard some elk squealing below. I found them feeding at the end of a ridge, the cows on one side and the bull on the other. I got within eighty yards of the cows, then waited behind a fallen log for the bull to appear. In a few minutes he walked slowly over the ridge — a fine fellow, with black shaggy neck. I got a chance through the trees, and bowled him over dead. Managed after several attempts to stick him and remove pa,rt of the tender-loin. Back to camp at 11, had some lunch, and then went back with Harbord and with a pack-saddle on ' Old Tom ' to bring up A MONTH IN THE ROCKIES 11 the head, some more meat, and the marrow-bones, which gave us a good hour's work. I parted from Harbord about four hundred yards from camp, but he managed to miss his way, and did not get in for an hour and a half. Barclay and Child had gone out to prospect a trail towards Savory, and found the country too rough to cut straight across. Barclay had shot an elk and a black-tail deer, Sartoris and McLean had slain a bear, Sartoris shot him as he was crossing a stream about twenty yards off, McLean, who was standing behind a rock when Sartoris fired, rushed forward, saw the bear struggling on the ground, and (as he said) not knowing which end was which fired at the middle, with the result that the bear moved no more. One threw stones at him, while the other covered him with his rifle. When they were sure he was dead they went up and stuck him. Thus ended a very successful day for all the members of our outfit, Saturday, October 2nd. — Child went off round the trail we had come along on Thursday, to find a road along the top of the divide, Sartoris went off with Harbord to bring in the skin of the bear, Barclay took McLean out and gave him a chance at a fine bull : he missed, as his glasses were clouded, I went over the same ground as yesterday, and in the same spot found a band of thirteen or fourteen elk with four bulls in it, two of them pretty fair ones, I stalked them twice before I could make up my mind whether they were worth shooting or not. The third stalk I got right above them ; some cows seventy yards off, but only one bull in sight, I watched them for twenty minutes or more — a real pleasure, and as the head of the bull looked better than that of the one I shot yesterday (which turned out only a poor one), I fired at him through the trees. The whole band bolted off, but at the bottom of the hill my bull stopped, evidently hard hit, and then walked slowly on, I followed on the other side of the ravine, hoping he would lie down. At last he crossed to my side, about one hundred and fifty yards off, I tried to get closer to make certain of him, but 1 2 AMERICA just as I was going to fire he gave a squeal and trotted round a rock, I saw him again across a ravine, and had a long shot with no effect. Though I looked for him for two hours or more I had to give it up at last. Sunday, October 3rd. — We determined to make this a day of rest, and so it has been. We did not breakfast till after 8 — porridge as usual, tender-loin, and slap-jacks. Writing the diary, reading the Nineteenth Century, and washing one's clothes filled up the day. Monday, October Ath. — Two of the pack-horses had strayed, so we did not get off till after 10. For three miles we went back along the old elk trail, then turned north along the main divide. Snake Creek on our left and Hog Park on our right. The divide was very narrow — not more than fifty yards broad in parts. The going was good till we came to a very steep descent on to the north branch of Snake Creek, on which we camped. The divide we had come along joins the Colorado mountains to the Sierra Madre. Our camp was completely shut in by rugged granite rocks, with timber on the top of the divide. After lunch Child and I went up on to the top of the Sierra to prospect a trail for next day. He lost his belt and turned back to look for it. I kept on a bit farther, and on'turning back towards camp had to climb down several cairns of huge rocks. I had besides to scramble over lots of fallen timber, and thought I should not reach camp before dark. Saw several doe deer, and a small bull elk not worth shooting at. To camp about dark. They had begun to think I was lost, and fired two or three shots to guide me in. Tuesday, October hth. — We all of us started off about 9 on horseback. Child, Barclay, and Sartoris went up on the chain and found Cooper's camp deserted, and also a good trail for to-morrow. McLean and I tried for black-tail, I saw a great number of does, and had two wild shots at bucks bolting off without result. On my way home I looked into the gulch down which I came yesterday, I tied up ' Old A MONTH IN THE ROCKIES 13 Tom,' and had just got to the top of a bank, when I caught sight of the horns of an elk over some young fir-trees. He bolted off, and I only had a bad chance, Wednesday, October Gth. — Hail on our tarpaulins woke us during the night, and as it was still raining at 6, we decided that beds and blankets were too wet for us to move. It was a nuisance, as we were all anxious to get on. It cleared up after breakfast, so I started off on ' Old Buck ' down the creek. I rode about four miles, and then tied the mare up in some good grass. I took a long turn round on foot, but only saw some doe deer. Going home along the creek 'Buck' sud denly pricked up her ears, and I saw a band of elk, four or five cows and a bull, crossing in front of me at full tilt. Jumped off and had a shot, which brought them to a stand still at once. Then got a steady shot at the bull about two hundred yards off, which seemed to take effect, for the cows went off up the hill on the other side of the creek, while the bull could only walk along after them. Seeing ' Buck ' was standing all right, I scrambled across the fallen timber and had three more shots as he went up the hill. When I reached the top of the bank, very much out of breath, he jumped up and gave me a very good chance at about seventy yards, but, alas ! there was only an empty cartridge in the barrel when I pulled the trigger, I never saw him again. When I got back to where I had left ' Buck ' could see her nowhere, nor track her. I searched up and down for an hour or more, and then trudged back to camp, very savage at having lost my elk and my horse, I told the others my story, and after I had been at supper for some time one of them said, ' Well, don't fret yourself any more ; she has been in camp this last hour,' The others had stayed in camp all day, Thursday, October 7th. — Hard frost, but finer. Packing took a long time, as things were wet. Followed the creek for a mile, and then struck up through the timber to the top of the range. Cooper's camp was on the edge of a beautiful park. Wo turned his log hut inside out, and took a tin of 14 AMERICA ' drips ' (maple syrup), in spite of a strongly worded notice warning all casual travellers that everything was poisoned with strychnine. We camped about four miles farther on. We had seen a band of cows coming along, and after lunch Bar clay and McLean got into a hole where there were lots of elk squealing. McLean at last got his first elk. I went down a very steep bank, rocky and frozen, on to one of the branches of Battle Creek, but only saw a doe deer. It was dark before I reached camp, and I should not have found it but for the bell we always had on ' Old Buck,' who was the best of our horses to stay by camp. Friday, October Sth. — Hard frost again. Under weigh at 10. A very steep descent at first, then through fallen timber, and along a bad sidling place, to the south fork of Battle Creek. From the ridge between the two branches we could see no place to camp. There were lots of open places, but there was no grass, nothing but sage-brush. About 3 we had to camp in a wooded hollow, where there was but little feed for the horses, but it could not be helped. This was the worst day's packing we have had. It was over very rough ground ; horses were terribly mean to drive, and we all lost our tempers, Barclay shot an elk in the afternoon, but it fell into the creek, and they could not get it, I heard one squeal too late to go after it, Satwday, October 9th. — Up at 5,30, Took an early stroll but saw nothing. Working in three gangs we got through packing by 8,30, the best on record. We crossed the other fork of Battle Creek, and almost at once came on a nice little park — oh that we had found it last night ! We determined to camp, as there seemed plenty of game about. While we were unpacking we heard an elk squeal, and were just going to start after them when we heard two shots fired, much to our disgust. Soon two men rode into camp ; one a hunter, the other an infernal-looking Easterner, who said they had killed seven elk the day before for their heads. Thinking they were probably detectives after game-slaiighterers, we A MONTH IN THE ROCKIES 15 crammed them with all kinds of yarns, and they rode off. McLean and Sartoris went out on foot round camp. Barclay, Child, and I went on horseback to try and find his old camp of last year. Crossing the white rocky ridge which divides Battle Creek from the Little Sandstone we came into more open country. As we were going along a flat park Barclay suddenly recognised the ground, -and we soon came on his camp, very snugly surrounded by green trees. We left Child to catch trout, while we went up towards the divide where he had killed so many elk last year. Travelled through thick green timber for two miles ; saw a buck deer and a band of elk, with a flne bull, as we went along, but they were out of sight before we could get a shot. A little farther on we heard some elk squeal. Tied up our horses on the edge of the live timber, and had not gone far when we caught sight of five fair bulls about three hundred yards off. They kept walking on. As an elk can walk five miles an hour, though he does not appear to, a stern chase over fallen timber soon left us in the rear, and we had to give them up, though they had not seen us. On the way down the valley we saw three small bulls. Child had caught a nice lot of fish, most of them small, but one about a quarter of a pound. He had seen another outfit camped farther down the creek — one of them a fat man who had been introduced to me at the Chicago Club, Sunday, October 10th. — Up an hour later than usual, Barclay and Sartoris took a turn round after breakfast, and saw a band of three hundred elk, McLean and I remained in camp, had a good bath in the stream, and washed and mended our clothes — rather a long operation. In the after noon we all went fishing in the stream, our implements a willow bough, a piece of string, and a hook, and our bait raw meat. The water is very clear, and one watches the fish take the bait in his mouth. We caught thirty or forty between us, and very good they were. It is a curious thing that trout are not found in the streams on the Atlantic slope, but only 16 AMERICA in those on the Pacific slope. Perhaps the greater mildness of climate on the latter may account for it. Monday, October llth. — When we woke up we found an inch of snow over our beds ; but it came out fair, and we determined to start. Packing was a tough job. ' Coomanchee,' our Indian pony, would not let himself be caught. Har bord tried after him for an hour and a half, but we had at last to let him run loose. He followed quietly with the pack train. I took a turn round by myself on the way, but saw nothing but a doe deer. It came on to snow slightly, so I went into camp for some * chuck,' after which off again on ' Old Tom ' up the gulch, where Barclay and I had been ou Saturday. Just as I reached the edge of the live timber heard an elk squeal, and a little farther on tied up ' Old Tom,' I had not walked far when up jumped a fair bull right in front of me, I did not shoot, because I could hear some more squealing farther up the gulch, as well as on my right. As I got on I began to realise that the top of the gulch was full of an enormous band of elk. Such a chorus I had never heard before, and don't suppose I ever shall again. Some deep-toned, some shrill like three or four notes on a fife ; most of them give three or four grunts after whistling ; one was so hoarse that he barked exactly like a dog. Several cows I could see, but no big bulls, I kept on the right and down wind of the main body, hoping to get round on top of the big bulls. Close to the head of the gulch a band of cows and small bulls got right in my way, I got within seventy yards of the nearest cow, when off they went, taking all those round with them, about half the whole lot, I went on,. hoping to have a shot at them as they crossed the divide, but when I reached the top they were already two or three hundred yards down the other side. Hearing the big bulls still in the same place I turned back towards them, along the top of the divide. Of course again some smallish bulls got in my way. It was just 4 o'clock, A heavy storm was coming on ; I had left my coat with ' Old Tom ' ; and after all Child, Barclay, and A MONTH IN THE ROCKIES 17 Sartoris, the ' Old Timers,' had said to me about the danger of these storms I dared not wait any longer, I went straight to the place where I heard the big bulls, though I did not see them, hoping to get a shot at them as they came over the divide. The small bulls soon began to take the whole band off with them. About two hundred must have passed in front of me some two hundred or two hundred and fifty yards off; last of all, about a hundred yards behind the rest, came three splendid bulls, moving slowly, I had four or five shots at the-n, but it was no use, I did not expect to hit them, bad shot as I am and in the fading light, but it was a great disappointment not getting one. Just as I was firing the storm came on ; the hail drove perfectly straight across the divide, and I rushed for the shelter of the live timber, I found ' Old Tom ' all right, after a little hesitation, and was very glad to get back to camp. The hail soon turned to light snow, so I had not such a bad time as I feared at first. Any how, the others thought there had been considerable risk ; they had stayed in camp all • day, McLean with rheumatism caught bathing yesterday, (Mem, : Never bathe when you are in camp,) To-night we had both tents up for the first time for a fortnight, Tuesday, October 12th. — Snowing at breakfast, but stopped afterwards. Meat was a necessity, so Barclay and I started up the gulch while Child and Sartoris went out towards our last camp, McLean had to stay in bed with his knee. We heard elk squeal in the gulch, and were trying to get round them when a storm came on. We were only three hundred yards from them, but it hailed so hard we bolted for the live timber. Hard hail soon turned to light snow, and just then we caught sight of the bull, about two hundred yards off, I missed, but Barclay bowled him over. We cut off one tender loin and part of the haunch, put them in Barclay's handker chief, and started for camp. The snow was eight or ten inches deep, and we had a good many falls over the logs with our load. As it was only snowing slightly we deliberated c i b AMERICA whether we should turn back after the big band, but thought it safer to get back to camp. After lunch I took a stroll round near camp, and coming over a ridge saw a nice black- tail buck in the timber. I sat down to take a steady shot when he was completely hidden by some trunks, but somehow he caught my movement and bounded off as hard as he could go, I went back to camp very much down on my luck ; Barclay and Child had shot two elk. It came on to snow while we were at supper, so we all turned in by 7. By fixing up a candle in the end of a stake Barclay, McLean, and I managed to read till about 9. Wednesday, October 13th. — The worst day of all. It snowed all day, and no one but self stirred out of camp. Fortunately we had plenty of meat, but it was dreadfully tough. I took a walk for about three hours over the ground to the south-east of camp, but saw nothing but a few doe deer, not even an elk track. In the afternoon Child saw a band of elk about one and a half miles from camp. I went out in that direction, but could not strike them. The snow was over a foot deep and walking very heavy. In the even ing, after it was dusk, we saw a light in the sky to the west, which we at first took for a timber fire, but made out after wards to be the light from the setting sun on a bit of clear sky. All delighted at the prospect of a change in the weather. To bed about 7. Thursday, October lUh. — Fine again at last, and warm too. Nearly everything was wet, and had to be dried. We stretched ropes from tree to tree, and hung blankets &c. on them. McLean, after two days in bed with mustard plasters on his knee, began to feel better, and he, Barclay, and I started for the top of the divide on horseback. Sartoris stayed in camp to superintend the drying operations, while Child went off to the west to prospect a trail to the main Savory for the morrow. In the green timber we found the snow bad enough, with a great mass coming down every now and then from the boughs above, but as we got higher up the A MONTH IN THE ROCKIES 19 divide it became terribly hard on the horses. At last I got off to break a trail, leading ' Old Tom,' the others following in my footsteps. A few hundred yards farther we tied up our horses in some green trees. The snow was too deep for them to get any food, but it could not be helped. We heard no elk squealing in the gulch or on the divide, but severa] fresh tracks led down into the hole the other side. McLean followed some of them, and soon heard elk squealing. Unfortunately they were on the move, and we had to walk a mile or more through snow more than a foot deep, slipping down constantly. We got within two hundred yards of a good bull. McLean was to have first shot, and as he was trying to make out the bull off they went. We had two or three shots, but it was no use. So ended our last stalk after elk. It was a hard tramp back to the horses. On the way we saw a big bear's track, quite fresh ; I wish we could have followed him. McLean went straight back to camp. Barclay and I went down to the gulch to try and get the head of the elk he had killed Tuesday. We had a very bad time going down into the gulch over cairns of stones, and terrible work climbing over the fallen timber up to where the elk was killed. We searched for half an hour without success. Back to camp weary and somewhat disappointed. This was by far the hardest day's work we had done. Friday, October 15t,h. — Packing took a long time. Things were not quite dry, and we had to catch ' Coomanchee,' This was accomplished by making a corral of ropes, tying two or three horses up inside, and driving the rest in. They went in quietly enough, but when ' Coomanchee ' found him self bottled he was perfectly mad. At last we got a stout fifty-foot rope on to him, lashed him to a tree, and Barclay and Harbord spent a quarter of an hour ' hazing ' him. As soon as they went near him he galloped off as hard as he could go, and was brought up short by the rope. He soon got cunning, and would not run it out to the full length, but the hazing had the desired effect, and for the next two days c2 20 AMERICA he was more subdued. We were off at 10,30, Our way lay through cotton-wood groves, the snow becoming less deep as we got on. We crossed the two forks of the Big Sand stone, both of which form deep canons. The first had very steep sides, and had the snow not thawed a bit we could not have crossed. As it was, the pack-train nearly came to grief. An axe slipped and cut ' Tony,' which caused a delay. The other horses, instead of following in single file, got pressed all over the hill, and came down a terribly steep place at the bottom. There was no accident, and the next canon was easy. At the top we met Young, of Laramie, who was camped at the head of a creek: running into the Savory, We camped close to him, and then went to look at his heads, which were pretty good ones, and made me feel very envious. In the afternoon I went out with Child in the cotton-wood groves between the two forks of the Sandstone, We saw several black-tail, I made some egregious misses, but he got a fawn coming home. We packed half of it in for meat, as the elk-meat we had been living on for the last two days was as tough as leather. After supper Barclay and Sartoris went to Young's camp and hired their wagon to take us and our traps into Rawlins, which, they said, was only forty- two miles off, Saturday, October 15th. — Sartoris, Child, and Minghy we left in camp. They were to hunt another two days, and then take the pack-train vid Elk Mountain to Cooper Lake or the Home Ranch. Harbord drove the wagon, with McLean on the box beside him ; Barclay rode his sorrel, and I ' Coomanchee,' We at once left the timber behind us and drove across the open plain to Dexterville, a mining settle ment, which we made about 10 o'clock. For three or four miles from this we were going in the right direction ; but the trail we were following then turned away to the Platte, and we began to think we were wrong. Fortunately we saw a ranch to our left, the owner of which told us that he was thirty-five miles from Rawlins, and that the road was easy to A MONTH IN THE ROCKIES 21 find. Nowhere was it more than a few wagon trails across the plain, and at last we came to another ranch. Our last adviser had put us wrong — on purpose, we thought. This one, an old Missouri man, who had only just arrived on the spot and was building his log cabin, told us he was thirty- eight miles from Rawlins — rather disheartening. We halted an hour to rest and feed the horses, and then en route again. At first we followed a faint wagon trail, then a better defined one, till at last we lost it altogether. The next hour was a bad one. Barclay and I rode in front looking for the track; we were in a hilly country, the wagon-team was nearly beat, and we began to think we should have to spend the night in the open without food, for the little we had brought with us had been devoured at lunch. Suddenly from the top of a hill Barclay recognised the Sage Creek basin, through which we knew the main road from Hans Peak to Rawlins ran. Four miles farther on we struck the road, and it was very nearly dark when we came down the long steep hill on to Pine Grove meadows. We were all very beat, but we hoped to get a fresh team and push on to Rawlins that night. The owner, unfortunately, was away with his only team, and did not turn up till later. His wife, who recognised Barclay, received us most heartily. Both she and her husband were very nice people, McLean and I turned in in an outhouse amongst the garden tools ; Barclay and Harbord, amongst the potatoes and hay. Our host does very well with the former. Sunday, October IQth. — We did the twenty miles into Rawlins in three hours and a half, passing through a very barren country. We just caught a baggage train going east, which was very lucky, but had to leave our horns and bear's hide on the platform, and our horses tied up outside the station. We arrived at Laramie at 9 o'clock. A friend who saw us come into the hotel said he had never seen three such awful-looking blackguards ; we were all more or less bearded, and begrimed with a month's dirt. 22 AMERICA On Monday, October 17th, we said goodbye to Barclay and Russell. Arrived Chicago Wednesday. I left McLean at Niagara on Thursday and went on to Boston, where I spent half the day at Harvard University, and met a very nice lot of fellows. McLean and I met again in New York on Saturday, and left for England in the ' Umbria.' 23 PAET II. INDIA. CHAPTER L CEYLON. McLean and I left England on November 12th. We found Pemberton on board the ' Assam.' At Suez we transhipped to the 'Mirzapore,' if possible a slower old tub than the ' Assam.' She did not average much over eleven knots. The new governor of Madras, Lady Susan Bourke and the staff, four of Lord Dufferin's children, and a number of nice people were on board, so the time passed pleasantly. We reached Colombo December 2nd. From Aden we had tele graphed challenging the Colombo Cricket Club to play a match with the passengers of the ' Mirzapore,' but they could not get a team together. At Colombo we met three old Eton friends, Loder and Baring, who had come from Australia, and Barton, who had come from China, so we challenged Colombo to row us a scratch race. The race came off on the evening of December 4th, on the Colombo lake, which is several miles round, and gave room for one and a quarter mile straight course. We had a very good boat by Salter of Oxford, The following account of the race appeared in the leading Ceylon paper : — ' No finer crew than the four passengers of the " Mirzapore " put on to the lake on Saturday was ever seen in Ceylon, or indeed in the East, and of that there can be no question. It was indeed a treat to see them out for practice on Satur day morning, a treat one seldom sees in Colombo, As soon 24 INDIA as the identity of the four gentlemen who had challenged the Colombo men became known their victory was a matter of no doubt. All had obtained considerable distinction as row ing men at Oxford, and McLean was probably the best man of his year, twice obtaining a seat in the 'Varsity eight. However, the Colombo men, although stiff and much out of practice, as well as rather past the age for the most effective exhibition of their powers as rowing men, essayed to give them a trial. ' Mr. Cull kindly started the crews from a boat moored near the Fort station, and the following was how the crews were constitated : — Colombo R,C. T. Twynam W. R. Charsley V. A, Julius E, Booth (str,) L, 0. Liesching (cox,) ' Mirzapore,' (J. S, Pemberton T, A, Brassey D, H, McLean H, S, Barton VG, Loder (cox,) Colombo had the outside station, and when the word " Go " was given both crews struck the water ag nearly simul taneously as possible. From that stroke to the conclusion of the race the 'Varsity men had it all their own way : they took hold of the boat, and sent it along in a manner quite hopeless for their opponents to imitate. At the second or third stroke they were moving rapidly off, and before long had shaken themselves clear. At Kew Point they led by about a couple of lengths clear, but rowing quite easily. Colombo stuck to their hopeless task most pluckily. After Kew Point had been passed the 'Varsity men eased down a little, and the Colombo men, trying a spurt at the end, re duced the amount by which they were beaten to about a couple of lengths. We believe the Colombo boat went as well and as fast as any boat rowed over the course by a local team. The time and swing of the crew were capital, and the boat travelled well. All availed them nothing, for the KANDY 25 Colombo men were completely outclassed and outmatched, and the 'Varsity men might, if they had chosen, have beaten them by a dozen lengths. Still Colombo did their best on a short notice to stretch their redoubtable visitors. Mr, Ewart, the Secretary of the C, R. C, was judge, and a large number of the " Mirzapore " passengers and others interested in rowing witnessed the race. The crews dined together at the Club afterwards. Our visitors are on a pleasure trip to India, not as rowing men at all, but about to join Lord Brassey's yacht, the " Sunbeam," now on the Indian coast, ^Ir, T, A, Brassey, who rowed No, 2 in the boat, being a son of the well-known owner of the yacht in question,' December 5th. — Barton, McLean, Pemberton, and I went by the early train up to Kandy, The scenery between Kandy and Colombo is perhaps the most beautiful in the world. It has been described in the ' Voyage of the Sun beam,' so it is useless for me to try to describe it here. At Peridenya a letter from Mr, Laurie met me, asking us all to dine with him. All the ' Sunbeam ' party stayed with him in '77, so that he seemed quite like an old friend. At the Kandy Club, where we stayed the night, we found a Mr, Waller, brother of the Mr, Waller who lives near Charlbury, The more one travels, the smaller the world seems. One cannot go anywhere without meeting people with whom one has friends in common. December Gth. — We left Kandy early and travelled sixteen miles by train to Matale, Thence we drove in a pair- horse wagonette to Dambool, We gradually descended from the mountainous country in the centre of Ceylon to the flat plain which occupies the whole north of the island. The scenery was lovely. The fiowers in the jungle which fringed either side of the road, the birds and the butterflies, were of the gayest colours. We spent the evening at Dambool in visiting some wonderful rock temples. December 7 th. — To-day we accomplished the remaining 26 INDIA forty miles of the journey to Anuradhapura in two stages. The road was very bad, and we had to walk ten miles or more of the way. Fortunately it was fairly cool. The country was far flatter than that which we had passed through yester day, and was less thickly inhabited. We often walked through the flelds which fringed the road, and managed to pick up a snipe or two. December Sth and 9th we devoted to exploring Anurad hapura. Almost as soon as we landed in Ceylon we were told that it was the place of all others to see. I shall never regret the trouble we took to get there, as it is quite one^ of the most interesting places I visited in my travels. Anuradhapura was founded about 250 B.C. by one of the great Cingalese kings, who for a long time maintained the struggle with the Tamils, or invaders who came from the mainland of India. The Tamils now occupy the whole of the north of Ceylon. These old kings, both in Ceylon and in India, must have ieen wonderful builders, and must have had com mand of an unlimited supply of labour, to judge by the works they have left. There is a tank in Ceylon, about fifty miles from Anuradhapura, which is fifty miles in circumference ; and as the bunds or banks of these tanks are fifty or sixty feet high and broad in proportion, the amount of labour expended on them must have been enormous. To return to Anuradhapura. It must have been a city of considerable size, for a circular road runs round it eight miles long. Within the limits of this circular road all the jungle has been cleared away by convict labour ; the big trees are left stand ing out on a green sward, which made one almost imagine oneself in an English park. Most of the ruins are within the circular road, though there are many ruins in the jungle outside it. These are ruins of dagobas, palaces, temples, elephant stables, all of the same kind of stone, which in many places is most beautifully carved. The dagobas are the most interesting of all, and are almost as wonderful structures as the pyramids in Egypt. They are circular solid masses of brick. The largest, the Ruanweli, was originally over 400.feet ANURADHAPURA 27 high, and is said to have taken twenty years in building. They stand in the middle of stone-paved courtyards, which are almost exactly a square mile in area. On each side of the dagobas are small temples, and running round their bases are platforms on which the priests walked in procession. The bricks from the tops ofthe dagobas have fallen down, and the sides are now sloping and covered with a dense mass of trees, which are the home of troops of monkeys. At the Ruanweli dagoba considerable sums have been spent in excavations and restoration, and one can form some idea of what these wonder ful relics of a bygone age were originally like. The remains of the palaces consist chiefly in graceful pillars with beauti fully carved capitals, and in flights of steps with a broad carved slab at the bottom, called a moonstone. There is supposed to be a chamber in the centre of the Ruanweli dagoba, where jewels or treasure are concealed, but the know ledge of the passage leading to it is gone. The Government wish to open a passage to find it ; but most ofthe priests, whose influence depends on the superstition and ignorance of the people, oppose any attempt at its discovery. On the evening of December 9th, McLean and I left Anuradhapura and journeyed back to Colombo by the way we had come. I was sorry we had not more time to spare, for the country round Anuradhapura abounds in game — elephants, bears, deer of several kinds, and buffalo, besides duck, teal, and snipe. In fact, we saw some deer on the road •a few miles from the city. Our other two friends were more venturesome. They went by bullock-cart to Jaffa, a place in the extreme north of Ceylon, The distance is 130 miles, and as a bullock-cart, even with frequent changes, only travels at the rate of three miles an hour, it took them a day and a half. Bullock-carts are two-wheeled conveyances without springs. The road was so bad that they had little rest. From Jaffa they went by native boat to Ramiseram, situated on one of the islands in Adam's Bridge, where there is a wonderful temple. The native boats are only about two feet wide and very long. They are prevented from capsizing 28 INDIA by a large outrigger. On the outrigger a platform about six feet square was fixed, on which Pemberton and Barton spent the twenty hours which they took to do the sixty miles. Apart from the discomfort, it was an adventurous expedition, for if a storm had come on they would probably not have been heard of again. From Ramiseram they got on by a rather larger boat to Tuticorin, and we met them again in Southern India. McLean and I meanwhile returned to Colombo, where we were kept waiting six days for a British-India boat to take us to Tuticorin. If we had known we should have to wait so long we might have seen something of the rest of the island. We could have gone up to Newera-Elya — the hill station, about 6,000 feet above sea-level — where sheep thrive, where potatoes and other English vegetables grow, and where a fire is by no means to be despised at night. We might have seen something of the plantations, Mr, Lane, son of Colonel Lane of Bexhill, is a planter in Ceylon, and as he was in England himself last year, he gave me an intro duction to his manager, which I was sorry not to be able to avail myself of The coffee-planters were ruined by a disease which appeared in the coffee plant about ten years ago. Cocoa and cinchona are now grown to a great extent ; tea has largely taken the place of coffee, Ceylon tea bids fair to surpass Indian and other teas in the London market. People were very kind to us during the days we had to wait in Colombo. Mr, Julius tock us for a day's snipe- shooting to Kalutara, about thirty miles south of Colombo, It was a matter of some difiiculty to preserve one's footing on the narrow banks between the paddy fields, and occasionally one got up to the waist in black mud. During the day we shot eleven and a half couple of snipe, of which two or three were painted snipe. We had several games at lawn-tennis, and one night we dined with the Governor and Lady Hamilton Gordon, But in spite of the kindness of our friends we were glad to get on. 29 CHAPTER II, SOUTHEKN INDIA. December 18th. — We left Colombo by the British India steamship ' Khandalla ' at 3 P,M,, and at 10,30 the next morning arrived off Tuticorin, We had tumbled about a good deal in the swell, and the crossing was not altogether com fortable for the cabin passengers ; but the unfortunate natives, six hundred or seven hundred of whom were huddled to gether on deck in the wind and rain, were infinitely worse off. The water is very shoal off Tuticorin, and we had to anchor four miles from the shore. All the cargo is taken ashore in large open sailing boats manned by natives. As soon as the anchor dropped about forty of these boats raced to get their painters made fast on board. They rushed stem on ao-ainst the ship's side, they banged against one another, and if they could not get near enough to enable the occu pants to climb on board, a man jumped into the water with the painter in his teeth. It was a wonderful scene; the natives were all in a great state of excitement, and it was not till the chief officer had cut away the painters of several boats and allowed them to drift hopelessly down to leeward, that the launch which was to take us ashore could get alongside. We were ashore in half an hour, and, in spite of a delay at the Custom House, just managed to catch the one o'clock train for Tinnivelly. We passed through a desolate-looking country, the soil very dry and bare, a few palmyra palms here and there being almost the only vegetation. We saw some flocks of goats and sheep, scraggy-looking animals, very long in the leg ; some of the goats stand as high as a 30 INDIA donkey. It is rather difficult to distinguish between the two, as the coats of both are hairy. I am told that the chief difference between the goat and sheep of Southern India is that the tail of the one sticks up and the tail of the other sticks down. Which does which I fear I have forgotten. We arrived at Tinnivelly at three o'clock, and a bullock- coach took us the few hundred yards to Mr. Lee-Warner's bungalow, a fine specimen of an Indian house, broad veran dahs and the rooms lofty and cool. Mr. Lee-Warner is the collector of the Tinnivelly district. A collector is the most important official in the administration of the country in India. His district is as large as a good-sized English county. He not only collects the revenue, but he is the chief magistrate, he decides all disputes concerning land, he looks after the police, he directs public works, such as the making of roads and irrigation canals ; in fact, his functions are too numerous to mention. The people look upon him, as the old Saxons did on their king, as ' father and lord.' As Mrs. and Miss Lee-Warner were taking a siesta — most ladies in India rest during the heat of the day — we went in a bullock-bandy, or hired carriage drawn by bullocks, to see the great Tinnivelly temple. The pagoda over the gateway was fine, but inside we were led through colonnade after colonnade of pillars, which were so dark that we could not see whether the carving was good or not. We came back to the bungalow, and went on to church in Palamcotta, which is on the other side of the river. The view from the bridge was fine, and would have been far finer if we could have seen the Travancore mountains more clearly. Their outline is grand, as they rise straight from the plain to the height of 6,000 or 7,000 feet. The service was nicely conducted, and the singing fair. The congregation consisted chiefly of missionaries. The Church Missionary Society and the Society for the Propagation of the Gospel do a great deal of work, and there are many thousand native Christians in the south of India. trichinopoly 31 Monday, December 20th. — We were up at 5.30, and left Tinnivelly at 6.10. The country was much the same as that we passed through yesterday — flat, sandy, and uninteresting. We passed an occasional tank surrounded by bright green paddy flelds. We arrived at Madura at 2 o'clock. It is a pretty place, the roads are broad and shaded by gigantic banyans. Most of the main roads in Southern India are shaded by trees, which make them pleasant in spite of the dust. To-day the heat was not oppressive ; in the train it was almost cold, and it was not till we began to walk about in Madura that we found it at all warm. The Hindu temple at Madura, with the exception of that at Ramiseram, which was visited by Pemberton and Barton, is the finest in Southern India. It covers nearly a square mile of ground, I should think, at a rough guess. Some of the colonnades were very fine, and the carvings of the Hindu gods and goddesses on the pillars were most grotesque. We were lucky enough to see the temple jewels, which had been unlocked for the Prince of Travancore, who was making a tour through the south of India. The stones, rubies, sapphires, and diamonds were very large, bigger round than pennies, but so badly set as to look like bits of coloured glass. After a visit to the court of justice and a tank about two miles out of town, we had some dinner at the station, and left by the 7 p.m. train. Tuesday, December 21st. — -We managed to sleep fairly till we arrived at Trichinopoly at 1 A.M. There was no room in the station hotel, so we drove off to the travellers' bungalow, which our driver found after some difficulty. It is extra ordinary that these native drivers never seem to know their way about their own town. We had about four hours' sleep, and at 7 started, with an intelligent English-speaking guide, for the famous rock of Trichinopoly. It is like two or three enormous boulders rising from the plain to 200 or 300 feet. In the days of Clive and in our early struggles with the French in India it was a great fortress. From the top we had a splendid view. About half a mile to the north 32 INDIA fiowed the broad Cauvery River; beyond which lay the green island of Sirungam, with the reddish pagodas of the temple towering above the trees, and then far away in the distance rose the mountains, with the light of the rising sun just breaking on them through the clouds. We went on to the temple. It consists of court within court. The inner courts we were not allowed to enter, being unbelievers. The pagodas we thought finer than those at Madura, but the colonnades were not so grand, nor was there such good carving inside. We were frightfully pestered by guides and beggars as we looked round, and as we left the temple we were pursued not only by a crowd of these but even by the sacred elephants whom we had disdained to notice. On the way back to the bungalow we purchased some silver and copper work, for which Trichinopoly is famous, and 2,400 cheroots for twenty rupees, about 30s. (i.e. eighty for a shilling), the cheapest if not the best smokes I've ever had. A large quantity of tobacco is grown in the delta of the Cauvery near Trichinopoly. We left Trichy — as it is usually called — at 12,30, and during the afternoon were passing along the valley of the Cauvery, which is one of the most fertile districts in India, Sugar-cane, castor oil, and various kinds of Indian grain, besides tobacco, are grown, Wednesday, December 22nd. — At 5 A,M, we arrived at Me- tapoliam, at the foot ofthe mountains which surround Mysore. We hired a special tonga, as we found otherwise our luggage could not reach Ootacamund till the next day, A tonga is a two-wheeled conveyance, much lower than a dogcart, drawn by two horses. In this we did the most wonderfu] bit of travelling I've ever done in my life. From Metapoliam to Coonoor is twenty-two miles and a rise of 5,000 feet. We changed horses ten times, i.e. every two or three miles, and did the distance in two hours and a half. From Coonoor to Ootacamund is twelve miles and a rise of 1,500 to 2,000 feet; this we did with two pair of horses in one and a half hours. That is to sn}-, we came thirty-seven miles, and mounted nearly ootacamund 33 7,000 feet, or about eight times as high as the South Downs, in four hours. This was indeed a red-letter day as regards scenery. The sunrise at Metapoliam was lovely. The eastern sky was a rich rose tint, and the mountains, rising straight out of the plain, were tinged with the reflection. The scenery on the drive up the gorge to Coonoor is some of the most beautiful in India, The sides of the mountains are very steep, and clothed with the most luxuriant tropical vegetation — palms, bamboos, &c. Near the top there were coffee-planta tions on both slopes of the gorge. At one time one got a peep through the jungle at the torrent foaming 1,000 or more feet below, and then one would have a lovely view down the gorge over the plain beyond Metapoliam. From Coonoor on to Ooty the road is nothing like so pretty. We had good views of the mountains away to the west, but the grass is scanty and burnt up, and there are no trees. Ooty itself is situated in a hollow filled with trees, mostly blue gums, im ported from Australia, It is a straggling place, every bunga low in its own garden, and there are many nice bungalows, as Ooty is the hill station for the Madras presidency. The Governor and every one who can get away comes up here in the hot weather. We were rather struck by the hedgerows being mostly of geraniums, sweet-scented and common, or wild-roses, while arum lilies grew in profusion wherever there was water. At Sylk's hotel we found Loder, Barton, and Pemberton, and very glad we were to meet again after our annoying delay. We all chaffed Pemberton very much for driving about with a revolver, in a large leather case strapped round his waist, in a place where one was as safe as in Hyde Park. Pemberton and Barton had arranged to ride down the ghaut to Mysore, some seventy miles, and had sent on coolies and spare horses. After some hesitation I decided to join them, though of course I could take no luggage, as it was too late to send on coolies. After tiffin, McLean and I walked up to the top of Doddapet hill, 8,600 feet, which overlooks D 34 INDIA the town of Ooty, At first we walked through cinchona and blue gum plantations, higher up the path crossed bits of open down or ran through pretty woods of rhododendrons. They were not out, but here and there we saw a bit of crimson blossom, and all along the path there were bushes covered with a yellow flower which smelt exactly like a primrosoi, It took us rather over an hour of easy walking to reach the top, and then we were indeed repaid for our trouble. The view was magnificent all round, but the mountains were finest to the S.W-, where we could see the Coimbatoor hill, and far beyond it, with their tops just showing above the clouds — the spur of the mountains in Travancore, Due south we could see over the plain for a hundred miles or more. To the north we could see all the southern part of Mysore — a flat table-land enclosed by hills on the E,, S,, and West, To N,W. we could see the mountains in the gold-bearing district of the Wynaad, while due west range rose beyond range, all tinged with a beautiful light in the lowering sun. It is a grand view, and gives one an almost complete idea of the physical configuration of the southern part of the Indian peninsula. We got back to the hotel in time to go and see a Toda settlement before dinner. The Todas are one of the four original hill tribes of the Neilgherries, and are there fore among the oldest inhabitants of Southem India, There were not more than thirty in this settlement. They are splendid-looking people, with long black hair and dark eyes. They live in very rough huts, which have to be entered by a hole about two feet square close to the ground. The huts are surrounded by a mud wall. At dinner we met a man who had been at Oxford with us — the only other occupant of the hotel — and afterwards we amused ourselves by reading in the guide-book the account of the road we were to take to^ morrow. The book said it was a road not usually taken by travellers, as the jungle through which it ran was infested by elephants, tigers, panthers, "and other wild beasts. As we only had one revolver between us — I had left my rifle at OOTACAMUND TO MYSORE 35 Metapoliam — the prospect was not encouraging if we did meet anything. Thursday, December 2ord. — Up at 5,30, Breakfast at 6, We started a little before 7 ; McLean and Loder, who were going round to Bangalore vid Metapoliam and Jalarpet, turning out to see us off. The ground was covered with white frost, and there was ice on all the pools, so that for the first hour it was pretty cold. It was about five miles along a good road to the top of the ghaut, and then a steep descent for seven or eight miles, which took us a long time, as the road was bad, and our ponies anything but sure-footed. Mine came down once, shot me over its head, while my sun-umbrella went in one direction, and the bundle con taining my little all in another. Fortunately there was no damage done. The road zigzagged down a gorge with coffee estates on either side, but though some of the rocks were grand, the mountains on the whole were rather like ordinary Welsh hills, and not nearly so fine as those overlook ing the gorge between Coonoor and Metapoliam, From the bottom of the ghaut the road ran through rather open jungle ; a few trees, the grass dry and burnt up. We met an old soldier, a sub-inspector of roads, who had been in the native pioneers in Afghanistan, At Masnagoody, where we changed ponies, he made himself very useful in getting us some curry and rice for breakfast. The only furniture in the travellers' bungalow were two bedsteads, a table, and a few chairs ; cups, knives and forks, &c,, were wanting, and but for our friend we should have fared very badly. We arrived at Masna goody at 10.30, having come eighteen miles, and left at 12,45. The road ran through undulating jungle, much thicker than that we had come through in the morning, till we reached the Mysore frontier, eight miles from Masnagoody. We then commenced ascending to get over the Sigiri ghaut, a low range of hills lying about ten miles north of the Neilgherries. All this country has the reputation of being very feverish ; it was on this road that Lord Dalhousie caught the fever of I) 2 36 INDIA which he died; and the air felt to me very heavy and pestilential, perhaps because I was seedy. We met three elephants, one quite a baby, who were taken into the jungle to allow us to pass. Many horses will not go near an elephant, A little later we were rather startled by coming suddenly on a troop of large wanderoo monkeys close to the road, who were not in the least alarmed at our approach. We tried several short cuts through the jungle, following the telegraph-posts, but we did not see any of the tigers or panthers of which we had read. The Mysore road was better than that in British territory, and getting along at a good canter we reached Gundalpet at 4,45 — twenty-five miles from Masnagoody and forty-three from Ooty. We found that the amildar, or head of the village, had provided one good bullock-cart for Pemberton and Barton, and there was a smaller one which he said I could have. The carts were long and narrow, and it would have been impossible for more than two to be comfortable in one cart. The amildar was very civil, and we paid him all the compliments we could through an interpreter. After a good dinner in the travellers' bun galow, which is large and comfortable, we made ready to start. We were rather surprised when we were told that one pair of bullocks were to take us right through to Mysore, thirty-six miles. My bullocks did not look up to it, so I induced the kotwal — the second boss in the village — by the present of a rupee to get a better pair. He brought not only a better pair of bullocks, but a larger cart, with plenty of straw in the bottom and a mat over it. Barton lent me a pillow, and if only it had been softer, one would not have had such a bad night. Though there were no springs to the cart the road was very good. It was a lovely starlight night, fortunately. If it had rained, I expect the palm-leaf roofs would not have kept us very dry. For the best part of the night I was awake, and had constantly to stop my driver, for our bullocks were faster than the others, and trotted along at a good pace now and then. In spite of this we were all MYSORE 37 much surprised to find ourselves close under the Mysore hill the next morning at 6 a,m. Friday, December 24>th. — We were just going along the edge of the tank as the sun rose over the shoulder of the hill on the other side, aud very lovely it was. The tank forms a kind of elbow, and is, I suppose, about a mile long. Round the banks is a fringe of enormous bo-trees — the sacred tree of India — with little temples beneath. We had some difficulty in finding the hotel, but at last we hit on a man who could speak English. The bullocks did not seem much done up by their long journey, in fact they would have trotted in the last mile, if we had not got out and walked. After a wash and breakfast we drove off to catch the train for Seringapatam, As there is a difference of ten minutes between post-office and railway time, we just missed it, and very lucky it was, as we found out afterwards it would have been impossible to get a trap at Seringapatam, The drive from Mysore to Seringapatam is only eight miles. The country is unin teresting, except for the wonderful dykes which carry the water for miles to irrigate the land near the river. Close to the Cauvery is a fringe of cocoanut and other trees, and there were some pretty peeps as we crossed into Seringapatam, On one of the branches is a broad flight of steps, on which a number of natives in their gay-coloured dresses were wash ing, making a very picturesque effect. The road enters the island just outside the fortress. We turned to the right and drove first to the gardens of Lai Bagh, where Hyder Ali and Tippoo Sultan — the implacable foes of the English in India at the end of the last centuiy — are buried. The pillars and the open work of the windows of the mausoleum are of black hornblende, and the doors are of ebony inlaid with ivory. These are very beautiful, but otherwise there is not much to see. We then drove bacls past Ganjam village to Tippoo's summer palace, the Dowlat Deria Bagh, which is on the other side of the island. Here are the well-known pictures of various engagements between the English and the Sultan's 38 INDIA forces, in which you may be sure the English soldiers are not represented to advantage. The picture of the destruction of Baillie's detachment, the greatest disaster British arms ever sustained in Southern India, is most amusing. The Mahommedan part of the decoration is tawdry, and has too many colours in it. It is in somewhat the same style as that of the Alcazar at Seville, but is not so good. I was very much interested at recognising many of the places men tioned in the first siege of Seringapatam in 1792. Corn wallis attacked the island from the north, Wellesley in 1799 attacked it from the south-west. In front of the Dowlat Deria Bagh were the remains of a rampart between which and the river one of the detachments of Cornwallis's army took shelter on the night of the attack. On the opposite side of the river was a rocky mound, which must have been the Mosque redoubt, and to the north-east of this stretched the range of hills over which the left division of Corn wallis's army advanced. Williamson and I spent a whole morning — when we were working at Indian history for the schools — on the plan of Cornwallis's attack. Though I thought then it was a morning wasted, I was amply repaid now. We had neither guide nor guide-book, and I was able to point out to the others any place of interest. From the Deria Bagh we drove to a mosque within the ramparts, from which we had a good view over the whole fortress. Seringapatam is only a small village now ; the old palaces have all been pulled down. British troops were quartered here for some time after its final capture in 1799, but they were removed on account of the unhealthiness of the place. The whole island bears the marks of departed great ness in the numerous Mahommedan graveyards with which it is covered — now it is a scene of desolation ; only ninety years ago it was the scene of Tippoo's pomp, if not of his greatness. From the mosque we went to a wonderful low- spanned brick arch, which springs when jumped on : its history we could not discover. We had intended to walk SERINGAPATAM 39 round the ramparts, wliich are in triple lines, one within the other, but it was past noon and the sun had got too hot for us, tired as we were with our long ride and our night in a bullock-cart, I was very sorry, as I should have liked much to have seen the breach by which the army entered Seringapatam in '99, and on whicli Lord Lawrence's father fell severely wounded. We drove back to Mysore and rested at the hotel till 5 o'clock, when Major Martin, a very nice old gentleman, came and took us to the Maharajah's palace. Major Martin was the Maharajah's tutor, and now that he is grown up, superintends his aS'airs, The courtyard of the palace was curiously tawdry. The colonnades surround ing it and a kind of covered circus in the centre were of painted wood ; but the wood in the verandahs was left its natural colour — a deep brown — and Major Martin was trying to induce the Maharajah to have the rest scraped. We went up the most undignified flight of stairs and through passages not fit to lead to a washhouse, to the throne-room — a low dark room adorned by the portraits of the many eminent men who have been connected with Mysore, Sir John Malcolm, the Duke of Wellington, and others. Besides these, the only remarkable things in the throne-room were two massive silver doors. In one of the passages was a splendid door inlaid with ivory, a curious contrast to its surroundings. The library was most interesting. The books are written on palm-leaves, about two inches wide and a foot long. They have wooden covers, and covers and leaves are threaded on pieces of cord, which serve as a binding. In the armoury we saw Tippoo's sword, a Mahratta sword, which would buckle round the waist, a Mahratta dagger, which by touch ing a spring in the handle is made to open inside a man, and the Mahratta claw, with one of which Sivaji, the founder of the Mahratta empire, killed the Bijapur minister, Afzul Khan, The rise of the Mahrattas was in many aspects a revolt of the downtrodden Hindus against their Mahommedan con querors, and what the Mahrattas could not accomplish by 40 INDIA fair means they had not the least hesitation in accomplishing by foul. The claw is the most horrible of their weapons. It consists of four bits of curved steel, which are fixed on rings which fit on the fingers. The claw is entirely concealed when the hand is closed, and the rings which sustain it are hidden amongst the mass of rings which Indian princes usually wear. Major Martin kindly asked us to dinner, though we had no decent clothes. His daughters were plea sant — one of them played some Hindu airs which she had managed to pick up from native women. The conversation turned principally on the Maharajah. He, like others of the leading princes in India, e.g. the Nizam and the Gaekwar, is quite a young man, a little over twenty. He is a very nice fellow, and is more than half an Englishman in his tastes and habits. He not only copies us, as most of the princes do, in our amusements, but he has only one wife, and, what is more important still, he takes an interest in the development and the welfare of his country. It is, perhaps, one of the most encouraging features of English rule in India at the present time, that we are training up a number of young princes in English ideas of the functions of govemment, i.e. that a country is not to be governed in the interests of the sovereign, but in the interests of the people themselves. Saturday, Christmas Day, 1886, — We left Mysore at 8,30, and reached Bangalore about 5 o'clock, getting a good lunch at Maddur at 12. It is only eighty-five miles, and we took eight and a half hours — about the slowest bit of travelling by rail it is possible to do anywhere. The country is not pretty till about twenty miles from Bangalore, when the line runs through a mass of rocky and wooded hills, on the top of each of which in the old Mysore days was no doubt perched a strong fort or droog. There is a good deal of dry cultivation, but the soil is poor ; only once did we cross a rich plain. It looked as if a good deal of land had gone out of cultivation ; and this is no doubt the case, as about twenty per cent, of the population died in the terrible famine of 1876, Eastwood BANGALORE 41 and Rennie, two Eton friends in the 12th Lancers, with McLean, met us at the station with the regimental drag. We drove to the fort, the only remains of which is a massive wall. Inside this is a well laid out park, with a fiower- garden and menagerie in the centre. In the latter were two tigers, a lioness, several hyasnas and cheetahs. The fernery is the best thing in the park ; it is quite one of the most beautiful I have ever seen. Most of the officers have separate bunga lows, Loder and I stayed with Colonel Stewart, McLean with Gordon, Pemberton with Churchill, who is unfortunately ill, and Barton with Rennie. Colonel Stewart has the most lovely flowers in his garden — a sky-blue convolvulus, red, yellow, and mauve creepers trailing over the house, to say nothing of roses and violets, and with all this he tells us it is a bad time of year for flowers at Bangalore. We were eighteen or twenty at dinner ; nine of us had been at Eton together — a very jolly meeting. We had snap-dragon after dinner to remind us of Christmas at home. Thus ended the hardest week's travelling I've ever done, and probably ever will do again. Since landing at Tuticorin last Sunday we had been to Tinnevelly, Madura, Trichinopoly, Ootacamund, Mysore, and Seringapatam, and had travelled more than one hundred and twenty miles by road. It was too great a rush to enjoy the places thoroughly, but it was worth doing to have our Christ mas dinner together at Bangalore, Sunday, December 26th. — Up at 7, and went for a ride with Barton and Eastwood on the Agram plains before breakfast. Barton and I went to church at 11 — a nice service. It was rather curious to hear the regiment march into the churchyard to the strains of a very lively polka. In the afternoon Eastwood, Rennie, and we five travellers went for a row on the tank. It was very weedy, and our boat was rather a barge ; but it was very enjoyable on the water in the cool ofthe evening. Monday, December 27th. — Up at 7, and rode out to the Agram plains to see the regiment parade. It was cool, and not 42 INDIA very dusty. There were about three hundred men on parade, all that there are horses for. There were about sixty young 'uns in the ranks, and many men were in difficulties with their buck ing steeds. Nearly all the European cavalry remounts and artillery horses come from Australia, and very nice animals they are too. Colonel Stewart had four or five as nice horses as one would well wish to see. After parade we went through the troop-rooms to see the Christmas decorations. Nice airy rooms they were, and very prettily decorated. Some of us lunched with the Kingscotes, He is colonel of the 52nd Regiment, the only other European regiment in Bangalore, There is a native cavalry regiment and two or three infantry regiments. The Madras regiments have not a very high reputation for efficiency, and are not of much use compared to the Sikhs, They have, however, done fairly well in Burmah, After lunch we rode down to the golf-ground and racecourse. Nearly every station in India has its race course, and scratch meetings are pretty frequent. We five were all convened to a Masonic dinner. Eastwood, Rennie, and Gordon had just joined the lodge. Many of the sergeant- majors of the regiment also belonged, and very nice fellows they were too. Some of them were gentlemen. It is astonishing how many gentlemen there are in the ranks in these days of competitive examinations. McLean and I were both let in for speeches, he as a Freemason, and I to respond for the Navy. Tuesday, December 2Sth. — McLean and Loder went off by the early train to Mysore. Pemberton and I rode down to the golf-ground and I had my first game at golf. One had always despised it before as a slow old gentleman's game, but it was certainly rather fascinating. In the afternoon we rode out to see the Maharajah's palace, a stone castellated building in English style, but very badly proportioned. There is one fine reception-room with glass furniture. We rode back through the Cubbon gardens, an extensive and prettily laid out park. I was sorry we did not see more MADRAS 43 of the town during our visit. It is the most important town in Mysore ; though Mysore is the nominal capital. It not only has very large cantonments, but it is the seat of government and has a considerable trade. We left by the evening train, and had to say good-bye to our kind hosts. We had had three jolly days, a pleasant rest after the rush of the previous week. Wednesday, December 29th. — Arrived at Madras at 7 o'clock. It is a straggling place — really a collection of villages extending six or seven miles along the sea shore. After breakfast we went to the post-office to get our letters, but were both disappointed. The post-office is a fine build ing, in the business part of the town facing the harbour, so far as it can be called a harbour. Enormous sums have been spent on two breakwaters running straight out from the shore and on a seawall partially closing the space between the two. The seawall was broken down in a gale last year, and they were attempting to repair it. We went on to Fort George, which was captured by the French in the last cen tury. The old church in the fort has some interesting monu ments to Lord Hobart, Martin Schwartz, the great missionary, Munro, and others, all distinguished by the fulsomeness of the epitaphs, which made one turn away in disgust. After lunch Pemberton and I called at Government House and were asked to come and stay. We took up our quarters in Marine Villa, a charming bungalow on the sea shore, about a quarter of a mile from Government House, The latter is a very fine building, and the park between it and Marine Villa is prettily studded with date palms and well stocked with black buck. In the evening we went for a stroll through the great fair, which takes place every year at Christmas time. It was crammed with thousands and thousands of people. Two days afterwards a terrible fire took place in the bazaar of the fair, by which two hundred or three hundred people lost their lives. The only other guest at dinner was Sir Robert Fowler. Lady Susan Bourke 44 INDIA and the Govemor were as nice as they had been coming out on the ' Mirzapore.' Thursday, December 30th. — The only event was a gym khana, or scratch race meeting, at 4 o'clock. The sport was not of a very exciting nature — a hack race, a steeplechase for ponies, and a quarter-mile foot-race for men in the garrison, in which out of five competitors two stopped, one fell down twenty yards from the post, and the other two just crawled in. Some of the officers of the 'Mirzapore,' who was on her way back from Calcutta, came to dinner, and we had a pleasant chat. Friday, December 31st. — McLean and Loder tumed up from Bangalore before we were up. After some discussion we decided again to break up our party, Loder, McLean, and I going on to Bombay vid Bijapur, as I wanted to be there in time to meet. the 'Sunbeam,' while the others went to Hyderabad, and thence on to Bombay.' After breakfast we went round to the Madras Club, which is reputed to be the finest club in the East. The reading-room, which was all I saw of it, is very large, very lofty, and deliciously cool, I met Butterworth, an old Balliol rowing-man, and saw Twigg, whose name I remembered as having rowed in the eight which was head of the river in '79. We had meant to leave by the mail train at 5 o'clock, but my black servant who had charge of the luggage missed it. As a servant he was always more trouble than he was worti, but he was abso lutely necessary as an interpreter. Fortunately there was another part of the train leaving at 5,45, which caught the first part up at Arconum, some thirty miles from Madras, We turned in at 10 without much thought that this was the last night of the old year. One is apt to forget the times and the seasons when one is travelling, Janua/ry 1st, 1887. — We were travelling all day through dry-looking uplands ; there was hardly a green thing to be seen. It is only after one has travelled in Western America and in India that one appreciates the green BIJAPUR 45 of an English meadow. Most of the land near the railway was under cultivation — maize and other crops we did not know. There were very few trees except near the stations. We had a fair dinner at Hodgi, the junction for Bijapur ; but were rather sold when we found it was impossible to get a bed anywhere. We lay down on the benches in the wait ing-room, which were very hard. The discomfort did not end here ; for mosquitos kept buzzing round all night, and there is nothing like the buzz of a mosquito for disturbing one's rest. We found in the morning that we had by no means escaped their ravages, January 2nd. — Our train started at 5,45, and we were at Bijapur at 11. Bijapur was the capital of the greatest of the four Mahommedan kingdoms of the Deccan, Its great ness lasted only for two hundred years, from 1450 to 1650, but the monuments left by its sovereigns will make it remem bered for ages to come. The city is surrounded by an enor mous wall, about twenty feet thick and forty or fifty feet high, with a wide and deep moat in front. The battlements re semble an ornamental balustrade, and at intervals there are turrets. We went first to the Jumma Musjid, or Great Mosque, All the mosques in India are similar in their general features. They are situated at the end of a large court ; they are entirely open to the air on the side facing the court; the roof consists of numberless small concave domes supported on pillars ; and there is absolutely no altar or furniture, with the exception of a small fiight of stone steps which does duty as a pulpit. There was nothing very remarkable about the mosque at Bijapur, but we had a fine view from the roof over the city. We next visited the Trea sury and then drove out through the walls on the other side to the tomb of Ibrahim Roza— one of the sultans of Bijapur. The tombs of most princes in India are about as big as ordi nary churches at home. On the ground floor of the building is generally a marble or stone block, in some cases richly carved, which one at first supposed was the grave; but 46 INDIA one learnt later that the remains are deposited in a vault underneath. From the tomb we drove back through ruined houses to the Audience Chamber, where the Sultan used to sit in state and administer justice to his subjects. The ruins consist of three splendid pointed arches some sixty feet high, which formed the front of the chamber, which was of course open to the air. Close to the Audience Chamber we had a lovely peep along the moat of the citadel. On one side the high wall and turrets, partly overgrown with creepers, rose right out of the moat, on the other large banyans stood almost on the water's edge, while in the distance the graeefnl tower of the seven-storeyed palace was just visible over the battlements. It was quite the prettiest peep in Bijapur, and almost reminded one of an old English castle. On the opposite side of the road was a curious ruin, not mentioned in Ferguson, which, if one had not been in Bijapur, one would have thought was an old abbey. The tomb of Adil Shah, which we visited last of all, is by far the largest and most remarkable building. The dome is as big as the dome of St, Paul's Cathedral, There is no detail in the interior ; and it is remarkable simply for its grandeur and the manner in which it is supported. As at St, Paul's, the dome makes a wonderful whispering gallery. We stationed ourselves on three different sides, and found that when one's neighbour on the right spoke, the sound came from the left. From outside we had a wonderful view, which was rather disturbed by the multitudes of green parroquets which kept circling around. We were all immensely delighted with our visit to Bijapur ; but one cannot see the ruins of its houses, its palaces, and its tombs without a feeling of sadness and regret for the great ness which has so recently passed away. We were back at Hodgi at 7, and left by the 8 o'clock train, Janua/ry 3rd. — At 4,30 we arrived at Poonah, We had a very fair breakfast at the station, and at 7 started off to see the sights. The sun was up, but there was a very cold frosty feeling about the air till after 8 o'clock. Poonah is POONAH 47 2,000 to 3,000 feet above the sea, and the climate is far cooler than that of Bombay or Madras, Poonah was the centre of the great Mahratta power, which did so much to break up the Moghul Empire, and to pave the way for our dominion in India, It is a quaint old town ; most of the houses are built of thin bricks arranged in layers alternately horizontally and vertically. They have a wooden verandah on the upper storey and a projecting cornice, which is some times carved. At every corner there is a dome-shaped tomb among or behind the houses. We went first to the New Market, only a small part of which is yet occupied; it is difficult to get the natives to take up new ideas, A market which would have well suited an English provincial towu looked rather out of place amongst the old Indian houses. We went on to the Parbatihill, up which we mounted by a fiight of broad steps, practicable for an elephant, which apparently is the ordinary conveyance for getting there. At the top there is a Hindu temple as well as the remains of the Maha rajah's palace, from the windows of which the last Peishwah, as the head of the Mahratta confederacy was called, saw the battle of Khirkee, Many thousands of the Peishwah 's troops attacked the handful of British and Sepoy soldiers which the British Resident at the Peishwah's court had with him, and were completely defeated. It was partly in consequence of this battle that the Peishwah's dominions became British terri tory. We had a splendid view over the city and the canton ments to the hills, on the top of which stood the hill-forfc where Sivaji began his career. We drove back through the cantonments to the station. The cantonments cover an immense extent of ground, as they do in all the garrison towns of India, For health's sake the barracks of the European soldiers are placed wide apart, so that one building does not block the draught of air to another. In the same way the bungalows of the officers and civilians stand in their own gardens. In no case, even in the big towns, do they live in what we understand by a street. The scattered 48 INDIA nature of the cantonments contributed to many of the disasters and massacres in the Mutiny. Many precautions are taken now which were not taken then, and in many stations camps of refuge have been constructed to which the Europeans may retire in case of a rising. We left Poonah at 12, and a very hot journey we had, especially after we reached the bottom of the ghaut. The ghauts rise almost straight from the sea-level to the height of 2,000 feet. The railway is a wonderful example of engineering skill. The gradient is often one in thirty-seven, and in one place the train goes on to a siding and comes out the opposite way. We had several fine views into the gorges below us, but the hills are fiat-topped and sandy, the vegetation is burnt up, and after the drive from Metapoliam to Ootacamund we did not think much of the scenery. Arrived at Bombay at 6,30 and drove straight to Government House, which is charmingly situated on Malabar Point, I had been sitting in my tent for half an hour quietly reading my letters when I heard that all our party had arrived. The ' Thames ' came in at 10 o'clock and the ' Sunbeam ' in the course of the afternoon. It was rather curious that we should all have reached Bombay on the same day. The Aberdeens, Buckinghamshire, Ralli, and Cannon also arrived by the ' Thames,' 49 CHAPTER III, SINDH AND THE PUNJAB, Tuesday, January Mh. — All the men staying at Govern ment House were located in tents pitched on the edge of the cliff facing the Indian Ocean, I had to stay all day in my tent, being seedy, and found it very pleasant with the cool sea breeze blowing in, Wednesday, January 5th. — Went on board the yacht. In the afternoon a number of people came to tea, including all the Government House party and two very richly dressed grandchildren of the Shah of Persia, Tliursday, January Gth. — We left Bombay at 2 a.m,, and as we met with baffling winds took four days on the passage to Kurrachee, Monday, January 10th. — We reached Kurrachee at 7 A,m, The ' Tenasserim ' with the Reays on boards had arrived on Saturday, After breakfast Mr, Dastur and Mr, Bala, two of the Parsee cricketers who played at Normanhurst last sum mer, came on board. They were very civil during our stay, I remained on board all day, still seedy. Most of the party left by the evening train for Skikarpur, Tuesday, January llth. — In the afternoon father, the children, and I drove up to the town, which is about three miles from the harbour. Everything was dry and burnt up ; there were no trees, and hardly any gardens. Its great merit is its healthiness ; we found it quite cold compared with Bombay, Kurrachee is a very important base for the North-West frontier. The harbour has been much improved by artificial means. Twenty years ago it could only be used E 50 INDIA by vessels of very light draught, but by dredging and by the scour of the tide, which has been skilfully turned to account, a considerable area has been deepened to twenty-five or thirty feet. There is a fine pier, alongside which a vessel can discharge her cargo, in the lower harbour, and some two miles nearer the town an extensive quay has been constructed for the use of native boats. This is not the grain season, but we were disappointed at the want of an appearance of commercial activity. There were only five steamers in the harbour and one sailing vessel, three of the former being B, I, boats. We came to the conclusion that the facilities for commerce had for the time outrun the commerce itself. We were told that this is in part due to the high rates on the Scinde railway, which is in Government hands. The Bombay and Baroda and the North- Western railway companies have lowered their rates so that much of the wheat from the Punjab is now shipped at Bombay, We left by the 7 o'clock train. Our carriages were comfortable, and we slept well, Wedyiesday, Jamiary 12th. — This moming it was very much colder. We passed through an uninteresting country, a sandy plain, sparsely covered with bushes. Near the mud villages there was a little cultivation, irrigated from wells. We arrived at Shikarpur, the first station on the Quettah branch, at 2 o'clock, and found the rest of the party delighted with the bazaars, the fair, and all they had seen. As this fair is the great annual show of horses, camels, and donkeys for this part of India, there was a gathering from far and near, including Beloochees, Afghans, and Pathans, as well as Scindees. Splendid fellows most of them were, tall and swarthy, with black beards, which some of them unfortunately thought it ornamental to dye red. It was very cold standing about, and we were glad to get away after Lord Reay had presented a few of the prizes. Mother and father dined at the Commissioner's, where the Reays and Aberdeens were staying ; the rest of us dined in our saloon. It was rather a SHIKARPUR 51 squash, but the native cook, superintended by Pratt was a great success, Thursday, January 13th. — We breakfasted early, and then went to call on the Mir of Scinde, one of the old Scindee chiefs. He sent ten camels for us, so we were all able to have our flrst experience of camel-riding. They walked at a great pace, five or six miles an hour ; but it was an uncom fortable motion, probably because we had not learnt the way to sit them. Mounting was rather a jumpy affair at first ¦ one felt as if one must go over either the animal's head or tail. The Mir received us in his tent. He is a fine-looking old fellow, and though over seventy years of age still has the reputation of being a good rifle shot. The conversation was carried on through two interpreters, both of whom talked to him at once. It consisted chiefly of mutual compliments. The Mir, however, complained that he had always stuck by the English, but that they had done nothing for him. He was not rewarded for his fldelity during the Mutiny, we heard, because there was a pretty strong suspicion that he had committed forgery in a land dispute with another chief He invited us to go to shoot on his territory near Sukkur, but unfortunately we had no time to spare. He has several sons, all very fat, who are not sportsmen, and very inferior men to their father. We left Shikarpur at 1 2 o'clock and arrived at Sukkur at 2, An address was presented to Lord Reay by the Municipal Council, after which we went to see the works for the new bridge across the Indus, At present there is a delay of an hour and a half while the train and passengers are ferried across. The branch of the river be tween Sukkur and the island of Bukkur has already been bridged ; across the other branch between Bukkur and Rohree, which is on the left bank, the new bridge is to be made. In most places the Indus changes its course two or three miles every year. It has always flowed between Bukkur and Rohree, which are both on high ground, but there is a native prophecy that when once this is bridged the river will flow elsewhere, K 2 52 INDIA The river is 100 feet deep, and the current in the spring runs nine knots, so that no pier would stand. It is to be a cantilever bridge, and the span is 820 feet. The engineer in charge of the works, a Frenchman, was an employe of grandfather's. In the evening we saw an exhibition of the manner of fishing in the Indus, The fisherman fioats down stream with his stomach over the mouth ofa large earthenware jar. He drags along the bottom a landing-net at the end of a very long pole. At intervals he brings the net up, and if there are any fish in it slips them into the jar. Father and mother dined with Major Brackenbury ; the rest of us dined as usual in the train, which was on a siding facing the river, Friday, January 14>th. — In the morning we drove round the town. There is not a tree to be seen ; all is barren and sandy, Sukkur is a place the importance of which is only transitory. It is unhealthy for troops, and will ' go back ' as soon as the bridge is completed. Major Mayhew, the Col lector of the district, has his headquarters at Sukkur, He told me that his district was 12,000 square miles in extent, and that the revenue was 500,000L, of which 200,000L came from land-tax. The land-tax on an average is three or four rupees an acre, the maximum being seven rupees, and the minimum one rupee. We left Sukkur at half-past 3, our carriages having been ferried across to the other side of the river, Saturday, January 15th. — Arrived at Mooltan at 7. It was very cold in the early morning ; the steps of our carriage were covered with thick ice. After breakfast we went to the old fort. In one corner there was a tomb, the dome and sides of which were covered with those beautiful blue tiles which are so common in this part of India, On the opposite side of the fort is the monument to Vans Agnew and Anderson, who were murdered by Moolraj just before the outbreak of the second Sikh war, and the lines of one company of the West Yorkshire Regiment, We drove back through the city. The streets are very narrow, and the peoi^le a rough-looking LAHORE 53 lot ; Mooltan has the reputation of being one of the most criminal places in India. Mr, Bridge, a cousin of Captain Bridge, joined us at lunch. We afterwards walked out to a new fort which is in course of construction. There are no earthworks, with the exception of a low breastwork about five feet high along each side. At each corner is a low tower, on which, I suppose, light guns will be mounted. The barracks and stores are built round the square, just inside the breastwork, and are loopholed on the outside. The place, in fact, only seems to be defensible against a rush of infantry. We left in the evening, attached to a mixed train, Sunday, January 16th. — Arrived in Lahore at 7. It was very cold work breakfasting on the platform by our carriages. To church at 11, after which we inspected the new cathedral, a fine building. In the afternoon Mr, Blsmie, who was acting for Sir Charles Aitchison, sent for us a large char-a- banc, drawn by four camels. We drove round the wall of the city to the fort, Runjeet Singh's palace is within the fort, A fine view over the city to Mean Meer, an armoury, and some lovely marble dadoes, which were, however, sur mounted by painted plaster, are the chief objects of interest, Runjeet Singh's tomb and the Jumma Musjid are close to the fort. There is nothing to admire in the tomb, but the mosque is far larger and finer than any we have seen yet. The body of the mosque is of red sandstone inlaid in graceful designs with white marble, and the three large domes sur mounting it are also of white marble. The prettiest thing in Lahore is a marble pavilion with beautiful lattice-work windows, in the garden between the Jumma Musjid and the tomb. Miss Lawrence, who has been getting keener as we came north, has reached the highest pitch of excitement now she is on the scene of the great work of her father's life. Monday, January 17th. — In the morning we went to the Shalamar Gardens, which are too stiff to be beautiful, and in the afternoon rode through the bazaars on elephants. We 54 INDIA left at 5.30 for Peshawur, having transferred into more comfortable carriages, Tuesday, January 18th. — We passed Attock in the morn ing, where every invader of India has hitherto crossed the Indus, We arrived at Peshawur at 2 P,M,, and went at once to call on Colonel Waterfield, the Chief Commissioner, His son had been with me at Eton, We heard a good deal of the last Afghan war. Apparently it produced more result than is generally supposed at home. Previous to the war the Afghans despised us ; they thought that if we invaded Afghanistan successfully our retreat would be as disastrous as it was in 1842, The withdrawal from Cabul in 1879 taught them otherwise. We came through the Khyber without a shot being fired and without losing a single man. The result is especially visible in the way we are now able to treat the Afridis, the people occupying the hills between our frontier and Afghanistan proper, which does not commence till the other end of the Khyber, The Afridis have been brought under our control mainly through the exertions of Major Warburton, who has been in charge of the Khyber since 1869, The pass used constantly to be closed, and cara vans were often robbed. It is now always open. We collect the dues from the caravans passing through, which amount to 80,000 rupees a year. Of this sum 67,000 rupees are paid to the various Afridi tribes as a compensation for the blackmail which they used to levy. From these very tribes a force of 650 men (600 infantry and 50 cavalry) has been raised to guard the pass from casual marauders on the two days of the week when caravans pass through. An escort goes with each caravan, and all the heights are occupied by detachments. We spent the rest of the afternoon in the bazaars, which are the best we have seen yet, and they ought to be, as all goods from Central Asia come vid the Khyber. The trade with Central Asia has fallen off since the advance of the Russians to the borders of Afghanistan, They have imposed heavy duties along their frontier to divert the course JUMROOD 55 of Central Asian trade along their own railways towards the Caspian. Wednesday, January 19th. — A bright cold morning. At 10 o'clock the whole party started in charge of Major Warburton for Jumrood, which is ten miles to the west of Peshawur, The plain over which we drove is stony and covered with a short brush, and the hills at the entrance to the pass are bare and rocky. The country is very much like that we saw on our ride into Rawlins (Wyoming), The hills at the entrance to the pass rise to 6,500 feet, but the hills to the north of the Peshawur valley are far higher ; we could just see their snow-capped peaks, Jumrood is our farthest outpost to the north-west ; it is only 300 yards from the frontier, and about three miles from the actual entrance to the Khyber, It is garrisoned by a troop of native cavalry and a company of native infantry, in charge of one European officer. After lunch a company of Afridis were drawn up for oar benefit. They were a fine body of men, and presented arms very smartly. Their pay is only nine rupees a month, out of which they provide their uniforms and rifles besides feeding themselves. The rifles are often stolen from our own infantry lines at Pindi or Peshawur, Escorted by some twelve Afridi soldiers and a considerable crowd, all of whom were armed to the teeth and had their rifles loaded, we walked about half a mile across the border to some villages which had been at feud last week. One man had been killed and several wounded. We entered one village by a small door in a high mud wall. All the houses were loopholed. The houses in the village with which there had been the feud were not forty yards from those in the village we were in. The cause of feud is generally a question of inheritance between cousins. We drove back to Peshawur to flnd the whole bazaar assembled on the platform. We left at 8 P.M, Major War burton and his daughter came to see us off; we were very sorry to say good-bye to him. One cannot help admiring a man whose personal influence does so much. 56 INDIA Friday, January 20th. — Arrived at Rawul Pindi at 5 a.m. It is now the largest military station in India : the troops have been moved back here from Peshawur, as it is more healthy. General Dillon paraded four native regiments (the Mooltan horse, 18th Bengal Lancers, 2nd and 14th Sikhs) and a mule battery for us. It was a splendid sight. The two Sikh regiments are some of the flnest in the Indian army. The men are very tall — the average is 5 ft, 10 in,- — and they look lithe and active. We were presented to many of the native officers after the inspection, and the Sikhs gave us an exhibition of chukra-throwing (thence perhaps the English verb ' to chuck '), All Sikhs wear a chukra or steel ring in their turbans ; when it is sharp it is supposed to cut a man's head off at forty yards. The Lancers then did some wonder ful feats of horsemanship, better than most things one sees at a circus. We had a late lunch with General Dillon, and left in the evening. In one of the cavalry regiments we saw to-day all the native officers were gentlemen. As a rule the native officers have risen from the ranks, and cannot attain a higher grade than that of soubahdar or major. If we wish to attract the native gentry and nobility into our service and give them an outlet to their energies, we ought to devise some means of opening to them the higher grades of the service, Friday, January 21st. — Arrived at Lahore early. We spent the moming in a visit to Shah Jehan's tomb. The tomb itself is of white marble, and the inlaid work on it as beautiful as any in India, In the afternoon there was a garden party at Mr, Blsmie's, at which about one hundred native chiefs were present to meet Miss Lawrence, Saturday, January 22nd. — Left Lahore at 5,30, arrived Amritsur at 8, The great sight of Amritsur is the Golden Temple, the ' Holy of holies ' of the Sikhs, The temple is small, and stands in the middle of a large tank. The lower parts of the walls are of marble inlaid with other stones, while the roof is gilt. There is some fine marble work in THE KHYBER ¦ 57 a court on the north side of the temple where all Sikhs are baptised, but the most curious as well as the most interest ing thing at Amritsur is an inscription in English and Pun- jabee on each side of the gate leading to the temple. This sets forth that on a certain morning in 1876 a thunderbolt entered one door of the temple and passed out at the other without harming any one, which is a sign of the favour with which Providence regards the Sikhs and the rule of the English in India, The story of the thunderbolt may be taken for what it is worth, but the fact that the Sikhs should place such an inscription on the doors of their most holy place shows that they are attached to our rule. We left Amritsur in the evening, Sunday, January 23rd. — Arrived at Puttiala 7 A,M. Puttiala is a Sikh state. The present Maharajah's grand father was one of our most faithful adherents in the Mutiny, If he and his neighbours at Nabha and Jheend had not stuck by us Lord Lawrence could not have kept sending down reinforcements from the Punjab to the army that was be sieging Delhi, Eighteen or twenty elephants in the most gorgeous trappings, and several carriages, were in waiting at the station, and at 11 o'clock we paid a formal call on the Maharajah. A guard of honour at the door of the palace presented arms in good style, and the band played ' God Save the Queen,' We thought this was a compliment to us, but it turned out that the Maharajah had adopted the air as his own national anthem. The hall in which the Maharajah received us was furnished in European style. We sat round in a semicircle ; he and father sat in the middle and had to carry on all the conversation (at a proper durbar no one says anything). The visit lasted about fifteen minutes, and we were then driven round to the Moti Bagh, a collection of bungalows in a charming garden, which were placed at our disposal. The afternoon we spent in looking round the palace. Among the jewels there was a splendid necklace that had belonged to the Empress Eugenie, and some very large 58 INDIA emeralds and rubies. The rubies and emeralds were flat stones, and some of the latter must have been an inch and a half in diameter. In the armoury there were over two hundred guns and rifles ; most of them by the best London makers. Next to it was a regular museum of musical-boxes, watches, glass ornaments, penknives, &c. The late Maha rajah was fond of going into a shop at Calcutta and buying it all up. Doctor and Mrs, Bennett dined with us at the Moti Bagh, We were all glad to have fires in our rooms, and to have a comfortable bed to sleep in. Monday, January 24, — We drove out about four miles from Puttiala to a small village, where we found nineteen elephants assembled, calmly browsing on the branches of some large banyans. Besides the Doctor, Des Graz, McLean, Pritchett, and myself, were Sirdar Pertab Sing, the master of the armoury, the commander-in-chief of the army, which consists of one regiment of cavalry and three of infantry, the master of the stables (armed with a muzzle- loader of which one barrel had burst), and a sportsman on foot, who apparently belo'hged to the country we were going to shoot over. On the fields outside the village we got into line, the elephants about twenty yards apart. Each of us had a separate elephant, with the spare elephants in between. Occasionally we were on cultivated ground, but generally we were going through long grass and high bushes. We saw several partridges, some like English partridges, and others a beautiful black and gold bird, rather bigger, besides quail and hares. Owing to the unaccustomed movement of the elephants none of our party could hit anything ; it was all we could do to stand upright by jamming one leg against the front of the howdah and the other against the seat. The Sirdar was a very quick shot, and during the morning bagged eight partridges, two quail, and two hares. In the afternoon we saw less game, but it was always amusing to watch the manoeuvres of the elephants. The more one sees of these enormous beasts the more one is impressed by their intelli- PUTTIALA 59 gence. The objection to them is that they are very slow movers ; they do not walk more than three miles an hour, and it is very difficult to get a jog out of them. If the driver succeeds one is nearly shaken to pieces. We were back just in time to go to the palace to take our final leave of the Maharajah, The grand durbar-hall where the ceremony took place was a long room, with one side open to the courtyard. It was simply filled with huge glass chandeliers, hung so as almost to touch one another. On the side farthest from the entrance a long row of chairs was arranged. There were two silver chairs in the centre for the Maharajah and father; we sat on the right, the council of Regency and other members of the court on the left. After a few moments' conversation the presents were brought in. Lovely stuffs on numberless battered tin trays were spread on the ground in front of father first, and then of each of the party in turn. The idea is that you choose what you like, but in reality you just touch what the Sirdar offers you, and it is sent to you afterwards. The ladies were presented with most beautiful shawls ; the gentlemen with handsome scarves for turbans. After the ceremony was over we adjourned to a balcony to see the fireworks ; Indian illuminations are very good, but Indian fireworks are inferior. Tuesday, January 25. — To-day we went out in another direction. The jungle was thicker, the grass higher, and the bushes bigger and closer together. If they were unusually thick, the elephant, at a word from the driver, would put his foot on a stem and crush it down to make a passage through. We saw much more game than yesterday. We had all got more accustomed to the swinging motion of the elephants, and shot much better in consequence. Our bag for the morning was eighteen partridges, nine hares, and one quail. I saw some deer a long way off, and in the afternoon we saw several pigs. Two pigs jumped up in the long grass between the commander-in-chief and me ; we both fired our shot guns at them at forty yards range, of course without effect. 60 INDIA and no better luck attended two shots with our rifles. Thus ended two of the most remarkable days' partridge-shooting I've ever had. It would rather astonish people at home to see a party out partridge-shooting on nineteen elephants. While we were out shooting the Council of Regency, of which Sir Deva Singh, a splendid-looking old fellow, is president, called on father. Sir Deva was in favour of our advance into Afghanistan, if the Russians advance farther, solely on the ground of prestige. In reply to another ques tion he said that the conduct of upper officials to natives was all that could be desired, but that the younger men were often overbearing. One of the other two members of the council, also a fine-looking old Sikh, has a son at Cam bridge. Our train left at 5 o'clock. The Sirdar and several of the court officials came down to see us off, bringing innumerable trays of sweetmeats which it was very difficult to dispose of. 61 CHAPTER IV, DELHI TO HYDERABAD. Wednesday, January 26th. — Arrived at Delhi early. We found Buckinghamshire, Cannon, Pemberton, and Barton staying at the dak-bungalow. Our first expedition was to Humayun's tomb, where Hodson arrested the princes after the capture of Delhi in '57, After tiffin we went to the palace or fort. The outer walls are of red sandstone and very high. In the palace proper, which only occupies a small extent of the ground within the fort, most of the work is in white marble. The audience chamber, the baths in the women's apartments, and a lattice-work window are beautiful, but everything is surpassed by the Pearl Mosque, One can quite imagine that, before it was defaced by Mahratta spoilers, when the waters of the Jumna were in fiood, and flowing close beneath its windows, and when the plain beyond was green from the rains, the old abode of the Moguls well merited the praise that was bestowed on it : ' If there is an Elysium on earth, it is this, it is this.' Thursday, January 27th. — Before breakfast some of us drove out to the famous Ridge — the position occupied by the British army throughout the siege. On the way we stopped at Ludlow Castle, where Lord Lawrence had lived for some years when he was Collector of Delhi, long before the Mutiny. The Ridge cannot be more than a hundred feet higher than the ground between it and the city. It is almost bare of trees and very rocky. The strata run parallel to the direc tion of the Ridge, and in places have the appearance of 62 INDIA natural ramparts. The old mosque, the observatory, and Indoo Rao's house, all posts famous in the siege, are still there. Close to the latter is the monument to Nicholson and the men who fell during the siege. The inscription struck me very much ; it is so simple compared with those on many Indian monuments. It runs : ' To the officers and soldiers, European and native, of the Delhi field force, who were killed in action or died of wounds or disease from the 20th May to the 20th December, 1857, this monument is erected by the comrades who lament their loss and the Government they served so well,' After breakfast we drove out to the Kutub Minar — eleven miles on a good road. The Kutub itself — a pillar 240 feet high — is magnificent, and the ruins around are well worth seeing. On our way back we passed a Hindu marriage procession. The streets were thronged with people dressed in their best, and a beautiful best it was ; nearly every man had a Cashmere shawl round his shoulders. There was a long string of carriages, most of them empty, and at intervals there were men beating tom-toms. We only just caught a glimpse of the bridegroom, a little boy some seven or eight years old. At 1 1 P,M. mother, Mabelle, Miss Lawrence, McLean, Des Graz, Pritchett, and I left by the narrow-gauge line. The others went direct to Agra, Friday, January 28th. — Arrived at Ulwur at 7, Ulwur ranks fourth amongst the Rajpoot states. We spent the morning in the palace. There is a fine courtyard with some good marble-work in it, but the most remarkable feature is a splendid tank behind the durbar hall. The Maharajah, who, we were told, is very hardworking, was away in camp. His little boy, aged about five, came to see us ; he shook hands all round, without any shyness, and understood all we said. In the bazaars we noticed a good deal of cotton, and outside the town were some fields of wheat and barley about as far advanced as they would be with us at the end of June. We left at 10,30 p,m. JEYPORE 03 Saturday, January 29th. — At 5,30 we arrived at Jeypore, the ' Paris of India,' as it is called, on account of the breadth and straightness of the streets, Jeypore was built at the beginning of last century by Man Sing, a Maharajah who had a taste for mathematics. Before breakfast we went out to Amber, the old capital. The palace was not beautiful, but there was a fine view over the old city, the lake, and the hills around, which were most of them fortified. In the afternoon we went over the palace at Jeypore, which covers almost as much ground as the city itself There is a splendid garden, several fine courts, and extensive stables. We saw some of the horses, and the fighting animals — rams, sambhur, black buck, buffaloes, &c, Indian princes are not content with cock-fighting ; in some places they even fight elephants. We paid a short call on the Maharajah, He is a biggish man, about thirty, and has a nice face. He was dressed in a beauti ful pink garment, reaching rather below the knee, his feet were bare, and in his left hand he carried a sword. He could not talk English, but the conversation was carried on through the Prime Minister, a Bengali baboo, with as nice a face as his master's. We were sorry to hear afterwards that both are unpopular, the one for being a baboo, the other for ap pointing any one but a Rajput as his minister. We then went to the house of the ex-Prime Minister to see a proces sion which corresponds somewhat to our May Day, There were at least fifty elephants, numbers of camels, some old- fashioned guns curiously painted and drawn by bullocks, and a company of infantry armed and accoutred in the fashion of a hundred years ago, while several troops of cavalry brought up the rear. The Maharajah and his courtiers, who were mounted on elephants, were pelting one another with bags of purple-coloured dust, which filled the air and covered every one near. The crowd was most attractive, every head adorned with a turban of some bright colour, I drove back to the station with the Maharajah's assistant secretary, also a baboo. He told me that the natives were bitterly disap- 04 INDIA pointed that Lord Randolph Churchill had done nothing for India when he was in the Cabinet, He complained of the apathy shown by Parliament to Indian questions, yet wished that these could be decided at home rather than out here. In this he showed his wisdom ; a large measure of self-govern ment is more likely to be granted by Radical politicians at home than by the Viceroy and his Council, who know the calamities it would entail. My friend objected to the in come-tax, a form of taxation to which the natives of India are unaccustomed. They prefer taxes levied indirectly. He said taxation in Jeypore was very light, lighter than in British territory, for the Maharajah pays most of the expenses of government from his estates. Whether the secretary's state ments were trustworthy or not I don't know, but at any rate he did not impress me favourably. He was evidently one of those baboos who think they could govern India as well as we do, and who would be the first people to go to the wall if we left, Sunday, January 30th. — We found Father, Munie, Baby, and the Doctor on our arrival at Agra. At 11 we went to the garrison church. Every soldier had his rifle beside him, and ten rounds of ball ammunition, a precaution dating from the Mutiny, when many massacres took place -on Sunday, Doctor Tyler invited us to lunch at the cljib — a lunch for which, by-the-bye, we had to pay. In the afternoon we went into the fort, a grand sandstone structure much like the jDalace at Delhi, The Pearl Mosque and the marble courts in the palace of Shah Jehan are even flner than those at Delhi, but I was most struck by the palace of Jehangir, which had a red sandstone courtyard in the style of the Hindu temples of the South — splendid brackets at the tops of the pillars, and lovely tracery work on them. We got to the Taj Mahal just at sunset, I had heard so much about it that I was prepared to be disappointed, but this was far from being the case, and, like many other beautiful things, the oftener one sees it the more impression it makes. The first view of it looking through a vista of trees from under the archway of AGRA 05 the entrance gate charmed me most. In the centre of the avenue is a strip of water, on either side are beautiful shrubs, poinsettia and bougainvillea here and there to give a bit of colour, behind these are rows of yews, and behind these again stand the larger trees. The four minarets, which no one can admire, are hidden, while the distance prevents one seeing the inlaid work which, on a nearer view, seems to me to detract from the beauty of the building. We sat for a long time in the rose-garden watching the light of the sunset on the dome ; it was more beautiful than words can describe. One left with a feeling of thankfulness that an enlightened Government had preserved this loveliest work of the Moguls in such charming surroundings. Some of us dined with Colonel Euan-Smith. He asked me to join his party for a tiger shoot next month, which I was only too glad to do. Monday, January 31st. — We drove to Futtipur Sikri, twenty miles from Agra, and it was well worth the trouble. Amongst many beautiful things the best were a tomb sur rounded by the best marble screens we have yet seen, a fine gateway (130 feet to the point of the arch), a red sand stone building in Hindu style, now used as the travellers' bungalow, and some tracery work, also on red sandstone. We were back in Agra at 5, and just had time for a peep at the Taj by moonlight before dinner. It is not so beauti ful as at sunset, Tu,esday, February 1st. — The others went off to Gwalior at 3 A,M, by special train. Father and I were glad to stay behind and have a quiet day for reading and letter-writing. In the evening had another look at the Taj, and we all left by the 6,30 train. The others had enjoyed themselves at Gwalior, We were all agreed that Agra is more worth seeing than any place in India. Wednesday, February 2nd. — Arrived at Cawnpore 2 a,m, and left 8,10 A,M, We drove round to see the memorial over the well, the Massacre ghaut, and the memorial church, which stands just outside Wheeler's entrenchment. The barracks, F 66 INDIA which were only half built at the time of the siege, have since been completed ; but the line of the entrenchments is now only marked by small stones. In the church there is a list of over nine hundred people known to have been massacred ; everything one sees awakes terrible memories, and we were glad that our time at Cawnpore was so short. We breakfasted in the train, and were at Lucknow soon after 11. Miss Lawrence's brother, of the 17th Lancers,. had ridden in thirty miles to see her. Just at this time of year most regiments are doing a week's marching; it is a new idea of Sir Frederick Roberts. General Palmer, who was in the defence of Lucknow, tcok us to the Residency. He is now over eighty years of age; he had lost two daughters and two grandchildren in the siege, and it was plain that even at this distance of time he could not bear to be on the spot. He was so much moved that he could scarcely give any explanations ; nothing could have made one realise so well how terrible were the sufferings of those fifty- seven days. The outer walls of the principal buildings, such as the Residency, the hospital, and Doctor Fayre's house, are still standing. Every building bears some marks of the ' millions of musket bullets and thousands of cannon balls,' and the house defended by Atkinson close to the Bailey Gate is simply pitted with bullet holes. Some of us walked round the line ofthe entrenchments, which is still marked by a low mound. On most sides the ground falls away slightly outside the entrenchment, but Johannes' house, which was occupied by the rebels, and the ground on that side is on a level, if not higher than the ground on which the brigade mess stands. From Johannes' house to the mess is less than fifty yards ; and it seems incredible that every man was not shot and every building not swept away at such close quarters. In the centre of the entrenchment, on a mound the sides of which are well planted with shrubs, stands the monument to Sir Henry Lawrence. Over many of the ruins creepers are growing, the grass is green and well tended, many shady trees BENARES 07 have grown up in the last tliirty years, and here, as at the Taj, one could not help feeling thankful that a spot with such memories attached to it is kept as it is. In one corner of the entrenchment is the cemetery, where there are monuments to the men of the different regiments who took part in the defence or relief of Lucknow ; some of them lost over three hundred men. Sir Henry Lawrence and many other heroes are buried in the cemetery. The men are few who would not feel some emotion when they read the oft-quoted inscrip tion : ' Here lies Henry Lawrence, who tried to do his duty. May God have mercy on his soul,' In the afternoon most ot the party drove to other sights ; Baby and I came back to the Residency, and while we watched the sun set from the top of the flagstaff tower were able to reflect quietly on the stirring scenes of thirty years ago. We left Lucknow at 11 P,M, Thursday, February 4Hf. -,>«!,»,