Our boys in India . s all had curious saddles, and each onewas laden with a small burden. Before the whole walked an immense bull, a stately fel-low, without a burden ex-cept a garland of flowers. Some of the merchantstravelling with the caravanwere most elaborately dec-orated. Their packs wereon their camels backs,—sometimes silk and costlycashmeres, sometimesprecious stones or often had servants,and some of them a fewprivate soldiers with were often rolled upin limitless folds of cloth, over head and all, and always carriedon their shoulders a long-barrelled and richly or
Our boys in India . s all had curious saddles, and each onewas laden with a small burden. Before the whole walked an immense bull, a stately fel-low, without a burden ex-cept a garland of flowers. Some of the merchantstravelling with the caravanwere most elaborately dec-orated. Their packs wereon their camels backs,—sometimes silk and costlycashmeres, sometimesprecious stones or often had servants,and some of them a fewprivate soldiers with were often rolled upin limitless folds of cloth, over head and all, and always carriedon their shoulders a long-barrelled and richly ornamented gun. A half hour before twilight the stately bull seemed to beexamining the sun. It was round and red. Very soon hestopped, and began to eat the grass that grew abundantly inthe valley. Then all the natives along the line, in their scantycostumes and with long blunt spears, who had been keepingthe cows in motion when they would have stopped to eat,drove them together, and removed the saddles, letting them. THE MERCHANT. YOU SHALL BE MY HARI-SAHIB. 265 wander where they would. The horses were tethered by ropesfrom their necks to their fore-ankle. Here and there Paulnoticed a man go a little way apart from the rest. Theywere Mussulmans, —though Paul did not know what that had
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