Well; we got the steam up again on the 12th, and, together with the 4th Light Dragoons, and about sixty Irregulars, started for the celebrated Bolan Pass, with a great quantity of commissariat stores from Bukkur, for the army in advance, under our charge.  This celebrated Pass would be the best line of communication between the countries of Central Asia and Sinde; and as far as the Pass is concerned itself, it is quite guiltless of the bad character it holds.  It is merely the bed of a winter torrent, and is an easy ascent the whole way through; and during the greater part of the year quite passable for any description, of conveyance; but in consequence of the great number of robbers, from all parts of Beloochistan and Sinde, who infest it, no one thinks of travelling this route, unless with a very strong escort.  A great number, therefore, of native merchants, &c., took advantage of the opportunities offered by the passage of it by the different divisions of our army.  We had with us a native horse-dealer, who had travelled the same way down the year before, with horses for the Bombay market, and, as he considered, with a sufficient escort; but they were suddenly attacked, his brother killed, and he only saved himself by the swiftness of his horse.  These robbers are several degrees more savage than even their brother Beloochees in the south of Sinde.  There are two clans of them.  The Kaukers and Tuckers; of these, the Kaukers are by far the worst.  They are represented as being regular barbarians, and are even said to be cannibals, though perhaps that is a little too melodramatic.  They possess few fire-arms, but roll down large pieces of rock in the narrow passes, and rush out from the small recesses of the rocks, leading God knows where, which abound in every part.  They never spare any one, and cut and hack about the bodies of their victims in the most frightful manner.  With all this they are the greatest cowards possible; a few determined men would be a match for the greatest odds; but the very name of Kauker seems to convey terror in it to a traveller.  I saw the head of one of these rascals lying about at Dadur, and it was the most frightful face I ever beheld, more like a wild beast’s than a human being’s.  On entering the Pass, which we did as if expecting an enemy, with skirmishers, flanking parties, &c., we were nearly stifled by the horrible smell arising from the number of dead camels which were lying on the ground, in every degree of putrefaction.  We soon, however, came to bodies of a different sort; for on the banks of a small rivulet, and in the water, most in the long reeds, some in the middle of the road, were about twenty or thirty dead Sepoys and followers.  They were in every kind of shape and contortion that could indicate a violent death.  Some were in a tolerable state of preservation, but others, again, had been sadly mauled; tripes torn out by jackals, and one or two were perfect skeletons.  We kept on coming also