. "Round the world." : Letters from Japan, China, India, and Egypt . must have realizedall the fable splendors of Arabian story In a tesselated courtyard of white andblack marble, the Emperoid favorite gameof Pachisi used to be played. Each squareof this titanic board is large enough for aparson to stand upon, and sixteen littlegirls, each four of whom were dressed indistinctive colors, ran lrom square to square,in accordance with the throw of the cote-ries or dice. I was shown the curious under groundpassage, near what was once the Zenana orwomens apartments, where the ladies otthe harem play
. "Round the world." : Letters from Japan, China, India, and Egypt . must have realizedall the fable splendors of Arabian story In a tesselated courtyard of white andblack marble, the Emperoid favorite gameof Pachisi used to be played. Each squareof this titanic board is large enough for aparson to stand upon, and sixteen littlegirls, each four of whom were dressed indistinctive colors, ran lrom square to square,in accordance with the throw of the cote-ries or dice. I was shown the curious under groundpassage, near what was once the Zenana orwomens apartments, where the ladies otthe harem played hide and seek before theEmperor, clad only in the garb of Eve. Atthe end of the passage is an old and veiydeep well, in which the unfaithful ones wereput when sentenced to death. The remaining object ot interest in theFort, is the Pearl Mosque, of small dimen-sions, but absolutely perfect in style andproportions. It is an exquisitly beautifulbuilding, surmounted by three domes ofwhite marble, which in distant views ofthe Fort are seen like silver bubbles, rest-. 167 ing for a moment on its walls, which thenext breeze may sweep away. Leaving the Taj for the last, I drove fromthe Fort eight miles down the river toSecundra .Bagh, the Mausoleum of the greatEmperor, over a road said to have oncebeen lined with palaces, the ruins of whichcm be ssen on either side. On the waywe overtook an English built open ba-rouche, drawn by a pair of milk-white oxen,whose harness was decorated with gold andailver ornaments, In the carriage were twowealthy nabob?, richly dressed and wearinglarge turbans of alternate white and redsilk. My ambitious Ghamwan, who oughtto have known better, essayed to pass thiselegant establishment, but soon iotfiad hismistake, for the cattle when touchedwith the whip, were cff at a pace that leftour sorry steed far in the rear. The tomb of Akbar stands in a spaciousgirder, entered by four gateway?, seventyfeet high, leading to a stone platform, fourhundred feet squ
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