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tic information, the Hindoos go sometimes a great way to fetch 

 water; and then boil it, that it may not be hurtful to travellers 

 who are hot; after this they stand from morning till night in some 

 great road, where there is neither pit nor rivulet; and offer it, in 

 honour of their gods, to be drunk by the passengers. This neces- 

 sary work of charity in those countries, seems to have been prac- 

 tised among the more pious and humane Jews; and our Lord 

 assures them, that if they do this in his name, they shall not lose 

 their reward. This one circumstance of the Hindoos offering the 

 water to the fatigued passengers in honour of their gods, is a better 

 illustration of our Lord's words, than all the collections of Harmer 

 upon the subject." 



I spent the heat of the day at Kimcatodrah, and passed the 

 night at Occlaseer, a pleasant Hindoo town, the capital of a 

 small purgunna in the Baroche districts, then belonging to the 

 English. Occlaseer is not many miles from the south bank of 

 the Nerbudda, where I arrived the next morning, and crossed the 

 river to Baroche. 



As my trip proved barren of incident, I shall add Dr. Fryer's 

 entertaining account of the same journey, a century before. " Go- 

 ing out of Surat by the Baroche-gate, we fell into a notable beaten 

 way; and found the roads pestered with cophales of oxen, camels, 

 and buffaloes; with heavy waggons drawn by teams of oxen, yoked 

 eight, sometimes a dozen or sixteen times double, bringing and 

 carrying goods of all sorts; there with guides, here with guards, 

 for fear of thieves descending from the mountains, or lying in 

 ambuscade among the thickets. Here are no caravansaries nor inns 

 to shut them in a-nights, for then is their time of travelling; and 



