Thanks to the devoted care of our Indian doctor, Captain Sarkar, I.M.S., I recovered sufficiently to be sent to England on sick leave, much against my will, for I had no desire to quit Buxa. But four sturdy _kahars_ (bearers) carried me in a litter down the steep road from our little outpost through the forest to the train. Beside me walked Captain Balderston wishing me farewell and a speedy return to health. I little knew that I was never to see him again, as he shook my hand for the last time. Four months afterwards his sorrowing sepoys laid my cheery little comrade to rest in his grave in the deserted cemetery of Buxa. He died there all alone. As the train bore me out of the forest and through the green plains of Eastern Bengal, I raised myself from my couch in the railway carriage and with sadness in my heart looked back to where the white Picquet Towers shone out on the purple background of the fast-receding hills. FOOTNOTES: [8] "Peace be with you!" [9] "With you be peace!" THE NORTHUMBERLAND PRESS, THORNTON STREET, NEWCASTLE-UPON-TYNE * * * * * Transcript Notes 1. This book uses both "country-side" and "countryside" 2. This book uses both "ferry-boat" and "ferryboat" 3. This book uses both "foothills" and "foot-hills" 4. This book uses both "goat-skin" and "goatskin" 5. This book uses both "head-gear" and "headgear" 6. This book uses both "woodcutter" and "wood-cutter" End of Project Gutenberg's Life in an Indian Outpost, by Gordon Casserly