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An account of Upper and Lower Suwu't. 
money ; yet, apparently, he has no income. The offerings of those 
who come to visit him are applied by his servants to this purpose; 
and save a few buffaloes, which are gifts from others, from time to 
time, he possesses but few worldly goods, much less lands or revenues 
to plot invasion of empires. The milk, even, of the milch buffaloes 
is given -to his guests ; and the males are also slaughtered for them. 
He himself receives no money from chief or noble; but from the 
poor who visit him, he will receive their small offerings of one or two 
pice (farthings) to please them, and give them confidence. 
The Akhund has a little garden attached to his dwelling, in which 
there are a few fruit trees, consisting of pomegranate, peach, fig, 
ttdnguf walnut, and a vine. As the fruits come into season they are 
gathered, and a small quantity is placed in the guest-chamber or 
reception-room, daily. To those who express a wish to taste the 
fruit he gives a little with his own hands. His residence lies in a 
most healthy and salubrious situation ; and close by there is a run¬ 
ning stream of cool and clear water. At the head of this stream a 
small pond has been formed, containing a few fish. There are also 
several plane and other shady trees about; and it is, altogether, a 
very pretty place. 
The Akhund has one wife, and a little boy about eight or nine 
years of age, and a daughter. On one occasion he was requested, by 
some of his particular friends, to make some provision for his family, 
in order, that after his decease, they might be provided for. He 
replied, “ If they are true unto God, all that the world contains is 
for them ; but if they are untrue to Him, the nourishing of them is 
improper and unjust.” Indeed he is so much occupied in his devo¬ 
tions, that he has little time, even to show affection and fondness 
for his family .f 
* The name of a tree bearing a fruit like the apple in appearance, 
f “On our northern frontier, in the Swat valley, the laboratory of Mahommedan 
intrigue, the right hand of the Alchemist was paralysed at the very moment 
when he had seemed to have attained the grand eureka of his life. The Badshah 
whom the wily Akhoond of Swat had raised, in order to gather under the green 
banner of the prophet every Mahommedan fanatic, and to recover Peshawar 
over the corpses of the unbelievers,—this creature king died on the very day that 
the tocsin of rebellion was sounded forth from Delhi; and the fanatic fury 
which was to have overwhelmed Peshawar spent itself in civil war in the Swat 
valley.” Eev. J. Cave Browne, Punjab and Delhi, in 1857. Yol. 2nd, pp. 311. 
The Badshah, a priest, not a king, here referred to, did not die for several 
months after the Delhi massacre. 
