100 RIFLE AND SPEAR WITH THE RAJPOOTS. 



scription, we are not much impressed, but our hopes sink, 

 — the magic philtre is, alas ! only a whisky peg. 



In the evening a respectable-looking man comes to 

 Alan, whom he evidently imagines to be the " Cadi," 

 and asks for justice. His wife and mother-in-law beat 

 him every day. Will Alan order them out and have 

 them beaten? The "Cadi" discreetly declines to interfere 

 between a man and his mother-in-law. 



November 18th. — We march along the bank of the 

 river, pass an old ruined temple, and then cross by a 

 shaky wooden bridge built somewhat on the cantilever 

 plan. The piers on either bank are formed of piled-up 

 rocks. In these bis; trunks of fir-trees are imbedded 

 horizontally for about half their length, the other half 

 stretching out over the river. Other tree trunks over- 

 lap these, and are again overlapped by others projecting 

 still further over the stream. At last the open space 

 between is reduced sufficiently to allow of its being- 

 spanned by a couple of long fir-trees on which the road- 

 way is constructed. The life of these bridges appears a 

 short one. On either side are the ruins of others ; whilst 

 a new bridge is being built to replace the one we are 

 crossing. 



The river winds through a wild rocky canon, and 

 seems to stop abruptly at a black fir-covered mountain, 

 till you turn the corner and suddenly enter a big 



