102 Lieut. -Colo7iel BnioGs' Memoir of the early Life of Nana Farnevis. 



" reflect, that in the moment of trial he should have been so completely 

 " abandoned that no one knew how he fell, or what became of that person 

 " who so lately was the object of such great veneration. 



" The rout became general, and I reached Paniput just as the sun set in 

 " the heavens. Here was I, a stranger, without knowing an inch of my 

 " road, when Providence sent me a guide in the person of RamAji Pant, 

 " who advised me to abandon my horse and strip off my clothes, which I 

 " did, and we set oflT during the night. Before I had gone three miles I 

 " was examined by half-a-dozen bands of the cap-wearers, and they seldom 

 " failed to kill or wound ten or twelve of our part)'. That I escaped is 

 " only to be ascribed to the providence of God. Both Ramaji Pant and 

 " Bapaji Pant staid close to me, and before daylight we had gained ten 

 " coss * to the westward. Here we fell in with a body of the* enemy, who 

 " wounded both my friends Ramaji Pant and Bapaji Pant very severely ; 

 " not one was spared with the exception of me alone, who contrived to 

 " hide myself in some long grass, when God preserved me. I was thus 

 " compelled to proceed alone. I wandered two coss farther, when more of 

 " the enemy came in sight. I had recourse again to the long grass ; but 

 " they discovered and dragged me forth, when an old man of the party said, 

 " ' he is but a boy, let him go ;' and they were thus induced to spare me. 

 " I had been ill before the battle, and had eaten little food for many days ; 

 " but the dangers I had lately incurred seemed to have roused me, and I 

 " walked even without food nearly fifteen coss on. the second day. At 

 " length, finding myself very hungry, I endeavoured to eat some leaves of 

 " the ber-tree,f but could not swallow them. I went on, till at last I 

 " reached the outside of a village just as the day closed. A Bairdgi (holy 

 " mendicant) went and brought me some flour, which I made up into a 

 " cake and ate. I never tasted so delicious a morsel, it was sweet as the 

 " nectar of heaven. I slept there during the night ; and in the morning 

 " continued my journey, repeating some prayers and calling on the name of 

 " God. During the day I reached another village, and was hospitably 

 " received by a banker. I was recognized also by Yeswant Rao, a cdrcun 

 " (clerk) in the riding-school department. Here Yeswant Rao and I both 

 " took our meal together ; but we were roused by information of the 



* About twenty miles. 



f The fiuit i-esembles an olive in appearance, but in taste is not unlike an apple. It is the 

 zizyphus jujube. 



