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leviathan camp of Mr. Arthur Forbes, with whom was that 

 bon raconteur Mr. A. C. Brett, whose last year this was 

 at Sonepore, for he retired shortly from a service of which he 

 had been an invaluable officer ; Major Hawkeshaw, from the 

 Dinapore Battery, whose soothing tootlings on a brass bugle 

 nightly lulled to slumber every baby in the camp and en- 

 raptured the adults ; " Chuckie" Macguire, brother of the well- 

 known Member of Parliament, a most useful adjunct to the 

 lottery room, and a born stump orator ; Charley Hay-Webb, 

 the successful trainer of Lady Rosebery, Wabba and old 

 Referee ; Apples, worthy descendant of the mighty Nimrod, 

 now alas grown too fat to ride featherweights; that king of the 

 whist table, H. C. Williams, now bossing the Calcutta Muni- 

 cipal Baboos, but well-known and liked by Assam planters ; 

 and a legion of future Lieutenant-Governors headed by the 

 sportive Egerton of Sitamarhi, who had been taught how to ride 

 finishes by that experienced Archer, the Shrimp truly a goodly 

 lot. Then next, in all their glory, shone one of the most popular 

 regiments that has ever garrisoned Dinapore The Queen's, 

 whose officers had turned up in force to this their last Sonepore, 

 and right royally did they dispense hospitality, their camp being 

 almost every night the rendezvous for everyone. Long will Behar 

 remember the gallant Queen's, and much will they be missed. 

 From Colonel Ilderton down to the youngest Sub., from the 

 day they arrived at Dinapore they did their best to be hospit- 

 able and friendly and succeeded admirably in their endeav- 

 ours. Vale ; good fellows all. Opposite the Queen's, was the 

 encampment of that benign old Marlburian, Mr. G. E. 

 Manisty, who struck terror into the cow killing agitators of the 

 Chupra District ; many had he bidden but many had disappoint- 

 ed, though Calcutta sent him one of its ablest lawyers. Mr. 

 Robertson ; Mr. G. C. Dey was also one of his guests. Mr. 

 Mills from Bankipore, than whom no better host exists, had, 

 as he used to in the old Gya days, a heap of visitors and as 



