136 THE governor-general's durbar. 



cliuttry flying. ^ Wah, wah,' said Runjit Singh, 

 ' now one of my Golundauze shall try his skill,' 

 and accordingly he fired three or foux shots, 

 but not one of them hit the mark. 



^'Next day the Governor-General held a grand 

 Durbar, which was attended by all the princes of 

 Upper India, forming a vast assemblage magnifi- 

 cently attired, who, as usual on such occasions, 

 presented theirniL^mirs [offerings] to his Lordship. 

 Amongst those present was Ameer Khan, who 

 from a very humble beginning had raised him- 

 self to sovereign power, as I shall presently 

 relate. This chief, to the astonishment of every 

 one, came to the j^i'^^cnce empty-handed. 

 Thinking that the old warrior, who was more 

 at home in camps than courts, had forgotten to 

 bring a nuzzu7\ a British official reminded him, 

 saying, 'Khan Sahib, nuzzur-i-shuma cuja ust:' 

 Khan Sahib, where is your nuzzur ? The old 

 man smiled, and beckoning beyond the circle, 

 up strode his six stalwart sons — each above six 

 feet in height, and fully equipped in magnificent 

 suits of chain armour. 'Here,' said the vener- 

 able chief, the glow of paternal pride beaming 

 on his countenance, ' is my nuzzur^ as the 

 sons made their salutations to the Governor- 



