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arrived late in the evening at Mandava, a small place in sight of 
the island of Bombay, from whence we were to embark on the 
following morning. 
Notwithstanding we were under the protection of Ragojee's 
escort, the Hindoos of Mandava, fearful of contamination, would 
afford us no better accommodation than a cow-house ; where 
we dressed our supper, and passed the night. To this humble 
roof, by order of the officers, the villagers brought poultry, butter, 
fruit, and vegetables; with fuel and earthen pots in abundance; 
which we were not permitted to pay for: this diminished our 
enjoyment of a repast obtained by oppression, and consequently 
repugnant to the feelings of an Englishman. No murmur reached 
our ears, but we knew from our servants, that it was not accom- 
panied by the blessing of those from whom menace and compulsion 
obtained it. 
Lady Wortley Montague remarks, that when the Turkish 
bashas travel, themselves, and their numerous retinue, not content 
with eating all that is to be eaten belonging to the peasants, exact 
what they call teeth-money; a contribution for the use of their 
teeth, worn with doing them the honour of devouring their meat. 
This humane writer, in her entertaining Letters from Turkey, was 
compelled to be an innocent partaker of similar oppressions: and 
the story related by Baron de Tott, with a degree of humour 
which in some measure diminishes the cruelty of Ali Aga, his 
mikmindar, or conductor, 1 have seen frequently realized from the 
whip to the cinnamon, during my own travels in India. The 
Baron travelling in Moldavia, on an embassy to the chain of the 
Tartars, at the expense of the Turkish government, would willingly 
