Sport and Travel in the Far EastHoughton Mifflin, 1910 - 264 pages |
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Agra arrival Baltal BALTI Baltistan bank bear beaters beautiful Benares boat Bombay British brought camp Canal carried cave Cawnpore centre Cingalee cliff color continually cook coolies crater dark dash delightful doongas Dras River elephant feet fire five geyser ghats harbor head herd hills Hindu hundred ibex India Jaipore jungle Kadera Kashmir KUTHODAW PAGODA leave look Lucknow Maharajah Sahib Malay Maori marble markhor miles Mogul morning mountain natives night nullah Nur Jehan once one's palace pass Penang Perry rain Rajah reached Residency rest-house ridge river road rock Rotorua scene seemed Shah Jehan sharpu shikaris shooting shot side Sidka sight Singapore snow sport sportsman spot Srinagar stalk steam surroundings Taj Mahal temple tent Thomas thousand tiger tion town travelling trees trip turned valley village VIMU Waimungu watch Whakarewarewa Wheeler Zogi
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Page 67 - Sacred to the perpetual memory of a great company of Christian people, chiefly women and children, who near this spot were cruelly murdered by the followers of the rebel Nana Dhundu Panth of Bithur, and cast, the dying with the dead, into the well below, on the xvth day of July, MDCCCLVII.
Page ix - So for one the wet sail arching through the rainbow round the bow, And for one the creak of snow-shoes on the crust; And for one the lakeside lilies where the bull-moose waits the cow, And for one the mule-train coughing in the dust.
Page ix - Send your road is clear before you when the old Springfret comes o'er you, And the Red Gods call for you! So for one the wet sail arching through the rainbow round the bow, And for one the creak of snow-shoes on the crust; And for one the lakeside lilies where the bull-moose waits the cow, And for one the mule-train coughing in the dust. Who hath smelt wood-smoke at twilight? Who hath heard the birch-log burning? Who is quick to read the noises of the night? Let him follow with the others, for the...
Page ix - He must go — go — go away from here ! On the other side the world he's overdue. 'Send your road is clear before you when the old Spring-fret comes o'er you And the Red Gods call for you...
Page 67 - Bound the chancel is a row of memorial tablets, set there " to the glory of God and in memory of more than a thousand Christian people who met their deaths hard by between the 6th of June and the 15th of July, 1857.
Page 243 - My eyes were now becoming used to the darkness, and by the light of the torches which had been thrust into the tiger's cavern from underneath, I could see him in full. He lay on a ledge of rock, facing me, his green eyes shining and blinking sleepily in the light, his great striped back moving up and down as he panted from fright and anger. His face was not four feet from mine when I had come to the end of the passage, but there was little danger, since he was too much cowed by the light to charge,...
Page 198 - ... and a delusion, that our first sport came. The bear appeared on the scene of action so suddenly as to completely take my breath away. The beaters had been moving listlessly up a cleft, thickly wooded both with trees and undergrowth; this was to be the last honk of the day and two days unsuccessful searching had so plainly reacted on the spirits of the men as to change the dervish battle-shout into the mournful muttering of an Arab funeral procession. The line of beaters had almost reached me,...
Page 234 - ... and trudged off to the rice-fields, where they worked knee-deep in water till dark. The women remained in their huts spinning, or chatted on the paths, while their babies made mud-pies and played with the hogs. Then at sunset, when the men returned from work, my courtyard became the gathering place for the evening, for the novelty of watching a white man eat, smoke and read, did not in any wise seem to pall upon them. The huntermen were next in importance and always held an admiring circle about...
Page 138 - ... crowd of natives watched the game from a large rock, which formed a sort of grand stand, while a flute and drum supplied weird native music for the occasion: and as we took our seats on the rock the players, seeing their audience increased by two weary but appreciative sahibs, went at it with vim, and gave as fine an exhibition of polo as the primitive quality of field, sticks, and ball would allow — a strange scene to find in such a wilderness. The game finished, a native dance was performed...