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one of these unbroken beasts might have sent our vehicle spinning over a precipice.
Ai the end of the Pass, whick occupiec four hours, horses were once more attached, after considerable delay; but if was no7 dark and we had ten miles before us, part of the way thromgh thick woods and jun- gles. Weclosedthe door of our carriage and recounted all the frightful stories we could remember of “man-eating” tigers, which here ara supposed to abound; con- elading, however, that Chuddy.Lall and the driver would be the first victims in case of attack, while we could defend our fort- Tess withour revolvers. With sveh “pleas ant diccoursc” we enlivened the houre, un- 1il at ast the li¢hta of the village of Deyra sppeared in the distance, where we roused the keeper of the dak bungalow, who put the whole establishment at our disposal, and soon made us comfortable for the night.
