Our boys in India . in, or well, justopposite, and were meditatively twining their serpents aroundtheir arms, hoping for an opportunity to earn some moneyan performing for the foreigners. They looked so patiently expectant, that Scott was on the point of givingthem the milk he hadbought, when Rich-ard restrained him. They have hada good day, you maybe sure, he said; and, no matter howmuch they earn, theywill spend it all be-fore morning. Youhad better save themilk. It was the lastthey had at thebooth; and, if youhave an offering, they will let you through the crowd till youget a much better vi
Our boys in India . in, or well, justopposite, and were meditatively twining their serpents aroundtheir arms, hoping for an opportunity to earn some moneyan performing for the foreigners. They looked so patiently expectant, that Scott was on the point of givingthem the milk he hadbought, when Rich-ard restrained him. They have hada good day, you maybe sure, he said; and, no matter howmuch they earn, theywill spend it all be-fore morning. Youhad better save themilk. It was the lastthey had at thebooth; and, if youhave an offering, they will let you through the crowd till youget a much better view farther on. This was very good advice, as Scott soon found; for, asthey approached the centre of action, the crowd becamedenser. And soon all that he could see, even when liftedup on Mr. Raymonds shoulder, — a position that his seavoyage had made him much too heavy to retain long, — wasa crowd of dark faces and white turbans against the smokingtorches. It was a curious sight, however ; and Scott declared that. THE CROWD BECAME DENSER. SNAKES. 1x3 even that was well worth coming for: but Richard insistedon getting him nearer. A few minutes later a Bramhan bhat, with shaven head,went slowly past them. It was a difficult thing for a Bram-han to make his way through such a crowd ; but they werenot so boisterous or tightly packed as a crowd in America,and fell back sufficiently to give him room as he announcedhis approach. Just as he was passing the two, Richard called,— Ha, Kashinath! and added in English, Will you passan old friend in this way without speaking? The priest turned about, and, with an exclamation ofdelight, cried in English, Welcome, Raymondrao Sahib !Welcome to India again! You could not stay away verylong, thank Heaven! And he touched his hands to hisforehead. Come to the temple in the morning, he added. Wedie if we do not speak with you. Thats very good, Kashinath, returned Richard witha laugh. But look you ! Here is a young friend of mine,who has an offe
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