54 SPORT AND TRAVEL 



of every manner of beast of burden, gorgeously 

 tattooed camels and elephants, bullocks, donkeys, 

 and water-buffaloes, goats and homeless pariah 

 dogs innumerable, lazy sacred cows wandering 

 across the street in utter disregard of the respectful 

 but impeded traffic, gray apes galore swarming on 

 the housetops, imagine all this, and add to it the 

 noise of creaking wheels, the clang of brass cymbals, 

 the cries of vendors, the hum of the market-place, 

 and you will understand a little why Jaipore is 

 fascinating. 



On the morning after my arrival, we started by 

 carriage for the deserted city of Amber, some five 

 miles distant, which previous to the founding of 

 Jaipore by the Maharaja Siwai Jai Singh in 1728 

 due to a lack of water at his previous residence, it 

 is said was the capital of Rajputana. The colors 

 of Jaipore, as we hurried through it, impressed me 

 even more than on the day before. It was bitterly 

 cold, and the natives squatted in circles in the road 

 about small fires, completely hidden in their gaudy 

 comforters. The sky seemed bluer than ever, and 

 the pink blocks of houses stood out clearly against 

 it in remarkable contrast. Soon we passed out of 

 the city and down a dusty road, with ruined houses 

 and temples, overgrown with cactus, on either side, 

 where we were able to see the hills which rise 



