246 Indian Racing Reminiscences. 



by a tame Nag-a, whose friendship I had won by half 

 a bottle of rum. Select a young dog ; keep him tied 

 up and feed him well until he is sufficiently fat ; then 

 give him nothing to eat or drink for three days ; after 

 that, supply him with as much rice boiled in milk as he' 

 can possibly eat. When he can devour no more, kill 

 and roast him, and finally eat him with the rice stuffing. 

 He assured me that nothing can equal in deliciousness 

 this dish, which is one I do not intend to try. 



Nothing surprised me so much in Silchar as the 

 arrangements of the gaol, which is a bamboo con- 

 struction, out of which any old man or woman might 

 break with the greatest ease. Among the Cacharees 

 such a thing is unknown, for even if one of the prisoners, 

 beloneincf to the district did effect his escape, he would 

 have no where to go to, as his home and relations are 

 known to the authorities. The case is of course differ- 

 ent with strangers. While I was at Silchar, one of 

 our sepoys, a North-West man, got a long term of 

 imprisonment for attempted murder. He was put 

 into the bamboo gaol ; and as soon as evening came 

 on, he walked out of his cell, clambered over the 8-foot 

 fence, and has not been since heard of All the steady 

 old prisoners were indignant at this outrage. They 



