CHAPTER XIII.
Something like a guerilla warfare having set in, with insurgents threatening our flanks, the baggage, etc., was directed to move between the tail of the Brigade and head of a strong body of all arms. But this precaution, however necessary, was the means of converting the march into a crawling, melancholy procession, resembling one following a funeral; and so tediously slow was our progress that the camp followers, in their impatience to outstrip an imaginary enemy, from whom no doubt they conjectured we were bolting, could not be restrained within the line allotted to them. Little therefore was our surprise when we heard that some grooms, who headed the Brigade by a few hundred yards, had been pounced upon by a band of marauders, and deprived of the valuable chargers they were leading.
It now became imperatively necessary to act, if possible, with greater vigour than heretofore, in order to summarily stamp out the seditious flame which had not yet ceased to burn, but, on the contrary, seemed rekindling again in this part of the country. Cuptāngung, therefore, was no sooner reached than the Brigade, indifferent to the fatigue it had already under-
