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tunity on a quiet Sunday morning, when everyone 

 was at church, to pay Mr. Leopard a visit in the 

 large enclosed verandah in which he had his home. 

 He was about the size of a small pointer, and I was 

 fortunate enough to find him in a remarkably 

 amiable frame of mind. I walked with my legs 

 far apart and he kept passing through my legs 

 just as a performing dog does. I do not think 

 he had been trained to do it. I was able to study 

 for the first time a leopard's eyes at close quarters. 

 There is something extraordinarily uncanny about 

 them. They are aquamarine in colour, and whilst 

 you cannot see into them at all you feel as if they 

 look right through you. 



On the i gth I passed several hours with Mr. 

 Gokhale and the members of the " Servants of 

 India Society." The " College " buildings are of 

 a superior character; the library is of the very 

 first class, and all the arrangements appear to have 

 been well thought out from every standpoint, 

 including sanitation. The members number 

 fifteen and the permanent assistants five, making 

 twenty-one in all with Mr. Gokhale. All the men 

 I saw, who seemed to be between twenty and thirty 

 years of age, impressed me most favourably. 

 They had frank, open countenances, seemed quite 

 at their ease, spoke with perfect freedom and were 

 altogether as nice a body of young men as I should 

 wish to meet anywhere. I had long conversations 

 with them individually and collectively without 

 Mr. Gokhale being present, and I also had a very 

 long conversation with Mr. Gokhale; but neither 

 from the members of the Society, nor from Mr. 

 Gokhale himself, was I able to receive a clear 



