spear in sunder. He has burned the chariots in the fire.
In the latter half of September success smiled again on the British arms in India. The tide of events in the North-West Provinces was turning, even as the Lieutenant-Governor was carried to his grave. He died on September 9. Had he lived but a few days longer he would have heard of the fall of Delhi. But though he had shared the confusion of his countrymen, he was not to join in their triumph. With the end of the rainy season, in the first days of October, Nature, in Upper India, relieved from the stress and languor of heat, smiles again with an abundant harvest, and receives into her keeping the seed of the coming spring crops. The cloud which had rested over the land cleared; the sun shone with a more temperate beam; there commenced that long era of repose, which still happily continues. Success was garnered, hope renewed. In that hour death removed him. Others entered into his labours, reaping where he had planted. Shortly after him the old order, too, passed away. The East India Company gave way to the Crown. The book of its chronicles was closed.
His services, like those of Mr. Thomason, his predecessor, had not been recognized by so-called honours. But to be one of 'the class to which Mr. Thomason and Mr. Colvin belong is in itself a rare distinction. It is because of such men that British rule is acceptable to the people of India. Their lives and their labours are built into the length and breadth of its
