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came in siglit of the capital of Upper Sindli. 

 A bright full moon lighted us into Khyrpoor, 

 and after wandering about for some time, both 

 our guide and Portuguese servant having drop- 

 ped into the rear, we had some difficulty in 

 finding out the place appointed for our dwell- 

 ing. At length, however, this was accomplished, 

 and we were conducted to Meer Sohrab's bunga- 

 low, as it is called, a ruinous old house facing 

 the parade. This mansion certainly wore a 

 very unpromising aspect, but the news of our 

 advent fast flying through the town, we soon 

 were supplied with fire, and food, and charpoys 

 to lie on, but no preparation whatever had been 

 made for us by the Meer's Moohtyar Kar, who, 

 with the other officials, being absent at His 

 Highness' camp, a few miles distant, we should 

 have fared but badly without the assistance of 

 one of his servants, Gholaum Husseyn, and his 

 little English wife, who was delighted to see 

 white faces again, and did her best to make us 

 comfortable. So after a hearty supper we rolled 

 ourselves up in our ruzzares, Anglice wadded 

 quilts, and blankets, for the weather was bitterly 

 cold, and lying down on our charpoys were 

 soon fast asleep. 



