ought so too
when he chose him to assist in the capture of the conspirators in the
attempt upon his life. Cheerful and lively, his merry laugh might be
heard in the midst of a knot of his admirers, to whom he was relating
some amusing anecdote, while his shrewd remarks were the result of keen
observation, and proved his intellect to be by no means of a low order.

His elder brother Juggut was fat, lazy, and good tempered, but wanting
the energy of his brothers. These two are the youngest members of the
family, and are devotedly attached to Jung.

Mounting our ponies at an early hour on the following morning, we bade
adieu to the Residency and its hospitable inmates, and cantered along
narrow lanes bordered by hedges of prickly pear, and roughly paved with
large stones: sometimes we passed between steep banks over gently
swelling hills terraced to their summits, and reminding me strongly of a
vine-growing country.

Soon the road became more broken, and, on gaining the top of a steep
hill, we took our last view of the valley of Katmandu before commencing
the ascent of the precipitous Chandernagiri. From this point we gazed
with indescribable delight on the valley so peculiar if not unrivalled in
its beauty: its compact red-brick villages or straggling houses, which,
with their quaintly-carved gables, clustered up the hillsides; its sacred
groves containing numerous venerated shrines in picturesque proximity to
the clear streams that gushed down from the neighbouring hills; its
ancient cities, whose dismantled walls enclosed the ruined tenements of a
departed race; the richly-cultivated knolls, the Chinese pagodas, the
Bhuddist dagobas on the banks of the sacred Bhagmutty, the narrow but
substantially-built brick bridges by which it was spanned, continually
traversed by an industrious population;--all these objects formed a
picture, "with all the freshness and glory of a dream," to which the
towering monument of Bheem Singh in the far distance, while it indicated
the position of the capital of this favoured vale, was a fitting centre.

At Thankote, eight miles from Katmandu, we dismounted, and commenced in
earnest the ascent of the Chandernagiri. It is the steepest pass on
either of the roads by which the valley of Nepaul is entered, and for
that reason seems generally chosen by the natives, who would not for the
world miss the pleasure of toiling up an almost inaccessible mountain.
They certainly cannot be accused