122 HASSAN liKLUI?. 



There is the usual temple facing an enormous tank 

 and various shrines. Both European and native 

 quarters offer many picturesque subjects to brush and 

 pencil. 



Hence to Belur is uj) liill all the way, often through 

 very fine forests, and two rivers to cross, which pre- 

 vented our averaging more than a mile and a half per 

 hour during the whole of that night ; and, moreover, 

 just as we had got half across the second river — the 

 Yagache, which after many windings becomes the 

 Hemavati, and eventually flows into the Kaveri — for- 

 tunately not far from my destination, the cart stuck 

 fast, the wheels had locked, and nothing would move 

 us an inch. On sending to the village, the kotwala, or 

 headman, at once collected half a-dozen men, and came 

 down with torches. Great big fellows they were, of a 

 splendid physique. I well remember one of them pull- 

 ing me out by the legs, and carrying me bodily to the 

 dry shore, whence I had to tramp off by torchlight to 

 the I'est-house, a cart following with the baggage, 

 \\4iich George suspiciously watched, for he evidently 

 did not trust those swarthy fellows. However, all 

 went smoothly, and I found the kotwala very useful. 

 He afterwards accompanied me to a somewhat famous 

 temple, dedicated to Vishnu, and in tolerable repair. 



