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stop the hare.* The Meer and all his people 

 were in ecstasies at the performance of the 

 lagliar^ which was a young bird, and Beloochees 

 cannot control their excitement at siglit of 

 such a chace; in fact, it is said that they ''love 

 hawking best of anything after thieving." As 

 we retm'ned to camp, the Meer assured me that 

 I should see some good sport with the hog next 

 morning. We accordingly went to bed early, 

 directing our servant to awake us at the first 

 peep of day ; however, the cold was so severe 

 that I was awake some time before any one 

 was stirring in camp. The first intimation that 

 I had of the approach of day was the chanting 

 of a Faquii' in the direction of the Meer's tent ; 

 presently an opposition performer joined in the 

 vocal reveill(5, which lasted for about a quarter 

 of an hour. During this time I huddled on my 

 clothes as fast as possible, for the morning was 

 bitterly cold, aroused our servant Fyze Ma- 

 homed, and taking a draught of milk and a 

 biscuit, sallied forth and went over to tlie Meer's 

 tent. Outside the enclosure was seated a min- 

 strel, strumming on a guitar with tinkling wire 

 strings, whilst a damsel, with rather a musical 



* Burton. 



