SAAT AND GADDUM HER. 
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both, of wliicb be lias destroyed. I am now reduced 
to one watch, tlie solitary survivor of four that 
formed my original family of timekeepers. Having 
commenced as a drummer, Saat feels tlie loss of bis 
drum that was smashed by the camel; be accordingly 
keeps bis band in by practising upon anything that be 
can adapt to that purpose, tlie sacred kettle inverted, 
and a tin cup having been drummed until the one 
became leaky, and the bottom of the other disappeared. 
“ Saat and the black woman are, unfortunately, 
enemies, and the monotony of the establishment is 
sometimes broken by a stand-up fight between him 
and his vicious antagonist, Gaddum Her. The latter 
has received a practical proof that the boy is growing 
.strong, as I found him the other day improving her 
style of beauty by sitting astride upon her stomach and 
punching her eyes with his fists, as she lay upon the 
ground furrowing Saat’s fat cheeks with her very dirty 
nails. It is only fair to the boy to say that Gaddum 
Her is always the aggressor. 
“ It is absurd to see the. self-importance of the 
miserable cut-throats belonging to Koorshid’s party, 
who, far too great to act as common soldiers, swagger 
about with little slave boys in attendance, who carry 
their muskets. I often compare the hard lot of our 
honest poor in England with that of these scoundrels, 
