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Passsing through the ravines I have mentioned, a little before sun-set, he met with no kind of molestation, and consequently concluded, that the Brahmins had been misinformed of the Gracias' wicked intentions. But this was a premature supposition.
The horsemen he had left behind to take charge of his baggage, arriving at the same place only about a quarter of an hour afterwards, were suddenly surrounded by between two and three hundred armed horse, and about four hundred foot, all well armed. This force cruelly attacked the small troop, killed the principal officer, with some others, and beat and wounded the rest in the most barbarous manner; calling out vehemently for their master, and insisted upon being informed when he would arrive there.
Those of the horsemen who were yet able to speak, had the presence of mind to answer, that their master had passed some time before, and was then far enough from their power.
Fortunately this reply made them desist from further pursuit, yet had they determined to follow the road towards Baroche, they would very soon have overtaken the object of their hate, who at that time, could not be more than two miles distant, on account of the slow pace by which he travelled, being drawn in a hackery by heavy bullocks, who proceeded very tardily.
The Gracias finding themselves deceived, be. came desperately exasperated, and added insult to their cruelty. They barbarously attacked and wounded the palankeen-bearers, and the other unarmed wretches, in the most horrid manner, and carried off the palankeen, with the horses and arms of their riders, leaving those who survived, to convey the melancholy tidings to their master; whọ, by passing those dismal wilds, but a very few minutes before, had, under the protection of Providence, escaped that dreadful fate which had awaited him.
" The Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
“ When in the sultry glebe Ifaint,
« Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, « Amid the verdant landskip flow.
" Tho' in the paths of Death I tread, " With gloomy horrors overspread, “ My stedfast heart shall fear no ill, « For thou, O Lord, art with me still; “ Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, " And guide me through the dreadful shader
« Tho' in a bare and rugged way, “ Through devious lonely wilds I stray, " Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : 16 The barren wilderness shall smile, t With sudden greens and herbage crown'd, " And streams shall murmur all around."
The relation of an adventure, from which may be desived much of interesting amusement, but more of important instruction.