122 CAPTAIN CABT WRIGHT'S 



serving their own fashion in the cut of their gar- 

 ments. 



I once took the men to the opera when their 

 Majesties were there, and we chanced to sit near 

 Mr. Coleman, the manager of Covent Garden The- 

 atre, who politely invited all the Indians and my- 

 self to a play at his house. He fixed on Cymbeline, 

 and they were greatly delighted with the repre- 

 sentation. But their pride was most highly grati- 

 fied, at being received with a thundering applause 

 by the audience on entering the box. The men 

 soon observed to their wives, that they were 

 placed in the King's box, and received in the same 

 manner as their Majesties were at the opera; 

 which added considerably to the pleasure which 

 they felt from the tout ensemhle. Never did I 

 observe so young a child pay such unremitting 

 attention to the whole representation, as little 

 Ickeuna; no sooner did the swords begin to clash, 

 in the fighting scene between Posthumus and 

 lachimo, but she set up a most feeling scream. 



About a fortnight after our arrival in town, 

 having provided great-coats, boots, and hats for 

 the men, in order that they might pass through 

 the streets unobserved, I took Attuiock with me 

 and walked be^yond the Tower. We there took 

 boat, rowed up the river, and landed at Westmin- 

 ster Bridge ; from whence we walked to Hyde Park 

 Corner, and then home again. I was in great ex- 

 pectation, that he would begin to relate the won- 

 ders which he had seen, the instant he entered the 

 room; but I found myself greatly disappointed. 



