The bandsmen, who are chiefly Europeans, came to say they had no shelter. 'Sleep in the khenauts,' was the only answer; and we gave them what remained of our dinner, for the kitchen was under water. Mr. ---- arrived, and I asked him to dinner too. It is fine to-day, and the tents came up in the middle of the night. We have got a paper of the 24th November, so the overland has arrived, and G. will bring us some letters to-morrow. Saturday, Feb. 2. And he has brought plenty--your's and E.'s Journals amongst others. Mahem, Tuesday, Feb. 5. I was taken with a worse attack of ague than ever as I was writing to you on Saturday, and was obliged to go to bed for two days. Luckily, it went off just before marching time yesterday morning, and I am taking narcotine at all convenient hours. I believe it is a remedy that has been invented in this country--at all events introduced--by Dr. O'Shaughnessy. Dr. D. has tried it in many cases, and it has never failed where the patients can bear it, but it makes many people quite giddy and delirious. I do not mind it at all, and am much better to-day. Two of our bearers, old servants, are dying of cholera from that last wetting. CHAPTER XXXIV. Wednesday, Feb. 6, 1839. Another rainy night, and we have come on to another sloppy encampment, and I am sorry to say those bearers, and two more, have died of cholera to-day--all owing to the wet, Dr. D. says. The magistrate here has politely offered us his house to-morrow, and as Captain P. sends back word he cannot find dry ground for half the dripping tents, U. Hall will be a God-send. Thursday, Feb. 7. Dear U.! such a nice, dry, solid house. I suppose it would strike us as small on common occasions, but it looks to me now like the dryest, best built, most solid little palace I ever inhabited, what people call 'quite Palladian.' I rather like hitting myself a good hard knock against the thick solid walls, and then the pleasure of walking along the hard floor without fur slippers and without hearing the ground _squelch_! The quiet, too, is worth its weight in gold (though how it is to be weighed I don't quite know). F. and W. went out coursing this evening. G. was detained by letters just as he and I were going out, so I thought it would be polite and sent to ask U. to go out with X. and me; and he brought me a little wooden cup of his own turning, with which I was obliged to be quite delighted, in fact I was; it was a very good little cup, and then he said, 'I did it from recollection of the famous vase in the Vatican. Does it remind you of Rome?' I could luckily say I had never been there, but I am not very sure that that little box-wood cup and the mud walls of U.'s house would naturally have brought Rome into my mind. Sunday Evening, Feb. 10.