We have been very quiet all this week, thinking every day that the ‘Conway’ would sail; but the gales of wind are frightful just now, and none of the ships that left Calcutta ten days ago have got out of the river yet, and many are aground. It is a pity these storms are so mischievous, for really they make the climate quite pleasant. In the daytime the house, well darkened, is not at all hot, and in the evening the drive is a real pleasure, instead of that close, airless airing it was a duty to take; and having. two open carriages has made all the difference to all of us.
There was another pelting storm last night after dinner; so very few people came, and those only whom we knew well, and they went away very early.
I am happy to say I succeeded to-day in getting a little one-armed boy into an excellent charity school there is here, where boys are boarded, lodged, and taken care of for six years. He is the son of Sergeant Rayment, of our camp, and was run over by a hackery and
