LETTERS from INDIA.
TO A FRIEND.
October, 1835.
I REALLY am hurried out of my senses to-day; so perhaps this will be a short line. We have just ordered all our linen, and are going to pass some miserable hours in search for coloured muslins, &c.; and we have got a Hindostanee master coming to-morrow, as they say a little teaching before we go is quite enough to give us the power of asking for the common necessaries of life. Otherwise we must have an interpreter constantly tagging after us.
We all went down to look at the ‘Jupiter’ yesterday morning, with our captain, and gave our final directions about our cabins—a shelf here and a hook there, and more means of thorough ventilation, and better beds for the
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