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agreeable, the vegetation was that of the temperate zone, violets and other wild 
flowers speaking to us of our own far-away home. Magnificent forests of trees 
covered the slopes of the mountain, and gave us a grateful shade. When about 
five miles from the head of the pass on which the enemy's highest stockade stood, 
we came to a ridge running across the road; this ridge, on the other side of 
which the road descended again, was well adapted for a sanatarium, the 
slopes being easy and the distance to the plains not over ten miles. Wood 
was in abundance, and the presence of a supply of water was rendered 
probable by our finding a pond of considerable extent; from this ridge we 
obtained a glorious view of the sunny range. 
This was a very hard day's work, and the exposure brought on an 
attack of fever which left me very weak. 
Having obtained permission to proceed to the right column, far away 
before Dewangiri, on the extreme east of the Bhootan frontier, I was anxious 
to get there at once before it should be attacked. General Tombs had 
succeeded Maj.-Gen. Mulcaster in command of the troops there, and an English 
regiment, with an English battery of artillery, were on their way to join 
his column, to render as certain as the chances of war would permit, the re¬ 
assertion of our superiority of arms, and to retrieve the disaster suffered by 
the English in being driven from Dewangiri. 
On the 24th March I descended from the hills on my eastward journey, 
in company with Mr Gray, a gentleman of independent fortune, who, with 
an Englishman's love of adventure, was travelling the world around, and who 
at Bala and Buxar, did his best to get shot by always keeping with the 
most advanced party; we arrived together at Chichacotta, where I was again 
laid up with a severe attack of fever which, however, abated towards evening. 
The colony of Bhooteas at this place turned out and gave us specimens of 
their war cry and praying. Anything more inhuman, more fiendish in its 
character, than the former, cannot be conceived, it approached more to the 
yelling of jackals and hyenas than anything else I had ever heard. 
Their prayers were chanted first by one man in a monotonous key, and 
then the whole party would join in, gradually raising their voices and 
increasing the rapidity of utterance. Their prayers were a repetition of the 
Bhuddist expression, “ Una mani joadme hun” A sentence repeated on every 
sign and on every piece of parchment, engraven on their temples, and forming 
the sole, and, even to them, unintelligible burden of their worship. Anti¬ 
quarians and men of science are alike unable to trace its meaning. 
The following day I was again prostrate with fever, and arriving at 
Cooch Behar, fortunately found shelter in the tent of a medical officer, but 
having a repetition of the attack, and feeling quite unable for so trying 
a journey as that towards Dewangiri, I accepted the necessity of going to 
Calcutta. 
I remained at Cooch Behar for a few days, until a change in fever gave 
me a little strength, and then proceeded to Doobree, three long marches, 
which, having to be performed alone and in a broiling sun, was about as 
trying a performance as any I ever underwent; each day halting under any 
chance shelter that presented itself, with none of the comforts so much 
needed by the sick; quite unable to eat the coarse food at hand, and at night 
unable to find rest, owing to the swarms of mosquitoes that infest this 
marshy district of Behar. 
