not even a comfortable habitation is anywhere to be seen.  The great landholders live at a distance from the road, and in forts or strongholds.  These are generally surrounded by fences of living bamboos, which are carefully kept up as the best possible defence against attacks.  The forts are all of mud, and when the walls are exposed to view they look ugly.  The houses of the peasants in the villages are, for the most part, covered with mud, from which the water is carried off, by tubes of wood or baked clay, about two feet long.  There are parapets around the roof a foot or two high, so that it cannot be seen, and a village appears to be a mass of dead mud walls, which have been robbed of their thatched or tiled roofs.  Most of the tubes used for carrying off the water from the roofs, are the simple branches of the palm-tree, without their leaves.

Among the peasantry we saw a great many sipahees, from our Native Infantry Regiments, who have come home on furlough to their families.  From the estate of Rajah Hunmunt Sing, in the Banoda district, there are one thousand sipahees in our service.  From that of Benee Madho, in the Byswara district, there are still more.  They told us that they and their families were very happy, and they seemed to be so; but Hunmunt Sing said, they were a privileged class, who gave much trouble and annoyance, and were often the terror of their non-privileged neighbours and co-sharers in the land.  Benee Madho, as I have stated above, sometimes makes use of his wealth, power, and influence, to rob his weaker neighbours of their estates.  The lands on which we are encamped he got two years ago from their proprietor, Futteh Bahader, by foreclosing a mortgage, in which he and others had involved him.  The gunge or bazaar, close to our tents, was established by Gorbuksh, the uncle of Futteh Bahader, and became a thriving emporium under his fostering care; but it has gone to utter ruin under his nephew, and heir, and the mortgagee.  The lands around, however, could never have been better cultivated than they are; nor the cultivators better protected or encouraged.  It rained slightly before sunset yesterday, and heavily between three and four this morning; but not so as to prevent our marching.

This morning, a male elephant belonging to Benee Madho killed one of his attendants near to our camp.  He had three attendants, the driver and two subordinates.  The driver remained in camp, while the two attendants took the elephant to a field of sugar-cane, to bring home a supply of the cane for his fodder for the day.  A third subordinate had gone on to cut the cane and bind it into bundles.  One of the two was on the neck of the elephant, and another walking by the side, holding one of the elephant’s teeth in his left hand all the way to the field, and he seemed very quiet.  The third attendant brought the bundles, and the second handed them up to the first on the back to be stowed away.  When they had got up about