262 travellek's bungalow. 



kindly accommodated me with his own, and in 

 a few minutes I fbmid myself on the bosom of 

 the InduSj which was then running like a mill- 

 race, forming, indeed, a magnificent body of 

 water, which glittered in the moonshine far as 

 the eye could reach in a southerly direction, 

 and fringed on the Roree bank by a belt of 

 verdure extending down to Bubbuloo and 

 Nautchee. 



At the Traveller's Bungalow I found one soli- 

 tary young officer, and on proceeding to the 

 office of the Deputy Superintendent of Boats, I 

 learned that the steamer would not start till the 

 30th, whereby I should, in all probability, be too 

 late for the vessel fi'om Kurrachee to Bombay. 

 This was provoking enough, but there was no 

 help for it ; so, having engaged my passage, I 

 returned to the Bungalow, where my good 

 Ramazan soon provided me with a bath and 

 such a breakfast as I had not enjoyed for many 

 a day, as fresh bread, butter, and eggs were 

 delicacies not to be met with at Meev Ali 

 Moorad's capital. My companion in the Bunga- 

 low was a fine young man, proceeding to join 

 the Bombay Fusiliers at Mooltan. There is, I 

 think, a sort of freemasonry amongst men edu- 



