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RIFLE AXD SPEAR WITH THE RAJPOOTS. 



Since we left Agra our road has led through a perfectly flat 

 country, destitute of even the semblance of a hill, and not 

 a stream, or even a piece of water bigger than a duckpond, 



iir.An of ia.An; buck, 



to break the monotony. Suddenly the sun broke through 

 the grey clouds, and the mist rising like a curtain disclosed 

 the valley of the Jumna and the sacred river flowing in its 



