Cashmere, three weeks in a houseboat . Avantipur. Ruined temple. Ruins ot Martand. Three Weeks in a Houseboat. 49 short horns, also herds of thin small sheep whoselambs ran like greyhounds. At one point on thebank we passed a long thin snake which I concludedto be poisonous from the row the boatman madeand the care he took to warn his children ; thiswas the first snake I had seen in Cashmere. Of butterflies I saw so few that, though a keencollector, they left no impression on my memory,probably it was too early for them and the few Isaw must have been hibernators ; some time laternear Domel I
Cashmere, three weeks in a houseboat . Avantipur. Ruined temple. Ruins ot Martand. Three Weeks in a Houseboat. 49 short horns, also herds of thin small sheep whoselambs ran like greyhounds. At one point on thebank we passed a long thin snake which I concludedto be poisonous from the row the boatman madeand the care he took to warn his children ; thiswas the first snake I had seen in Cashmere. Of butterflies I saw so few that, though a keencollector, they left no impression on my memory,probably it was too early for them and the few Isaw must have been hibernators ; some time laternear Domel I saw some large blue and black (). About dusk we tied up by a little village nearwhich were large stacks of mustard in seed, stacks of4 or 5 tons, and I was told that an oil was obtainedfrom the seed. This evening, as on most others, I tried my handat fishing, helped by my Boy and the boys, andwith the same unsatisfactory result; still it amusedthe boys and helped pass the half-hour of twilight. We were off at dawn next day and about 8 the v
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