CHAP. XII. 
OLD LATTAKOO. 
After arranging our waggons and taking a 
hasty dinner we walked over part of the town, 
which, being a Matchappee one, bears a striking 
resemblance to New Lattakoo. A little boy, about 
six years old, was so terrified at my appearance, 
that he attracted general notice ; his mother at- 
tempted to drag him towards me, but could not 
succeed ; on which his father went to him, and 
assured him I was a human being like themselves ; 
but this did not pacify him, for, on getting from 
their hands, he fled directly, and was soon out of 
sight. We saw a smith making a knife with the 
same tools described at New Lattakoo. On the 
arm of Brumella's sister I counted fifty copper 
rings, the breadth of the rows of beads round her 
waist would have measured half a yard. 
On inquiring for Lynx Malalla, the son of the 
late King Makrakka, who had called on me at 
