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LETTERS FROM INDIA.
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‘I see him moving at a round trot with you in his mouth, like a goose thrown over a fox’s back.’

A man dined here lately who had really been in that enviable position, and was very lame in consequence; he actually got at his pistol, and shot the tiger through the heart, after it had carried him some way. I see in the sale papers to-day, ‘a beautiful Chinese ivory cabinet’’ and ‘a Kentuckian rifle gun’ to be sold. There was a time when I should have sent to bid for the first; now I shall send an unlimited commission for the second.

We are not to start for six weeks; so I shall write to you once more. ‘It will be a nice little march,’ —— just now observed; ‘no fuss or trouble at all. I have written up the country for elephants, and we need only have a guard of twenty men. You had better take your English maid, for fear you should be ill, and your ayah as a companion for her; and then, with your own sixteen bearers, you will want only ten or twelve more to carry your things; your khetmutgars to wait at dinner; your peons to pitch your tent; your jemadhars to look after them all, and your washerman