62 BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK. 



CHAPTER V. 



" I THRAVELLED a dale when I had th' influenzy." 

 That was how a County Waterford gardener 

 described the dehrious wanderings of fever. It 

 also describes our state when the momentary joy 

 of receiving our luggage from the station had 

 passed, when the long process of dressing was 

 over, and we lay, speechless victims of headache, 

 on our beds. To the feverishness of heat and 

 exhaustion was added the gliding panorama of 

 mountain and wood and glaring sky, items of our 

 ignoble twelve miles ; they became abhorrent, 

 and yet the brain toiled to fill in any forgotten 

 feature. Such was the result of the Indian 

 method of dealing with hot weather. 



It was dealt with that afternoon in a more 



