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THE HIGHLANDS OF CENTRAL INDIA. 



I shall not say much of my long ride of a hundred 

 miles to Jubbulpiir in the soaking rain, through the stiff 

 black mud and unbridged streams of the Narbada valley. 

 It was very miserable, with the chills of ague in one's 

 bones. With the exception of a few days, when I had 

 the excellent society of my friend Captain Pearson, I 



HORNS OF HOG-DEER, BARKING-DEER, MALE AND FEMALE CHIKARA, AND 



FOUR-HORNED ANTELOPE. (Scale, oue-tenth.) 



had not seen a white face during these six months of 

 jungle wanderings ; and though by no means tired of 

 the wild, independent life of a forester, or of the 

 company of the hill people and the kindly little band of 

 dependants I had gathered about me, the society of a 

 pleasant station like the Jubbulpiir of those days was an 

 agreeable change. 



