2j6 REMINISCENCES OR SONEPORE, 



There was a young lady named Russel 



Who'd everything on but a bussel 



When they laughed at her hair 



She muttered, Take care 



Or I'll give you a taste of my mussel. 

 Great was the excitement and never did Amazons at the 

 charge ride harder than these ducksey wuck sies, though the 

 display of underclothing was a bit embarrassing, at least the 

 judge said so, but Miss McNamara came in a length in front 

 of the red as a beetroot Miss Springfield, who seemed to 

 be using her flail most vigorously. The members of Mr. Slack's 

 camp went back proud as peacocks, for they had won every 

 event. 



The tennis tournament ended by Miss Lyall and Mr. 

 Ryves beating Miss Bell and Mr. Elliot, the scores being 

 1 19 ; 64. 



The heat was too appalling for words during the last 

 two days, and it must have been most trying for the lady 

 players. Each off night while the men were at the lotteries 

 the ladies of one or other camp held at homes, and round 

 bonfires, music, and singing served to make the evenings 

 pass pleasantly. Everyone was delighed to see Mrs. Forbes 

 looking so well and strong after her trip to England and able 

 to preside over her popular husband's camp with her usual 

 sweet graciousness. 



The native portion of the fair was fully double in numbers 

 to what it was the previous year, and the elephants, camels, 

 horses, and cattle in proportion. The show of upcountry 

 buffalo cows and Patna bred cows was decidedly superior to 

 that of previous years, and Messrs. Gunn, Abbott, and Wilson, 

 who acted as judges, found several very fine beasts, all of 

 which were at once snapped up by Calcutta goallars at remu- 

 nerative prices to the breeders or dealers. Year by year the 

 quality and quantity of horses shown at this time-honored fair 



