CHAPTER XLV.
THE RUINS OF GAUR.
Sporting at Rajmahal—Ruins of the Palace of the Nawāb—Brahmanī Ducks—The
Ruins of Gaur—The Dakait—An Adventure—Beautiful Ruins—Pān-gardens—The
Kadam Sharīf—Curious Coins—Jungle Fever—Casowtee
Stone—Fields of the Mustard Plant—Ancient Bricks—Fakīrs tame Alligators—Salt
Box—An Account of the Ruins of Gaur.
1836, Dec. 4th.—Early this morning Mr. S crossed the river opposite Rajmahal, with his beaters and two little spaniels; he killed six brace of birds, but was unable to secure more than seven of them, from the jungly nature of the ground; the birds are partridges of a particular sort, only found, sportsmen say, at Rajmahal and one other place in India, the name of which I forget. At one spot the beaters were uncertain whether they saw a stranded boat or an alligator; it was a magar, the snub-nosed alligator. Mr. S put a bullet into his body about the fore-paw, the animal turned over in the river with a great splash, beating up the mud with his tail in his agony, and disappeared under the water. The magars are bold and fierce, the crocodiles timid, and it is supposed they do not venture to attack mankind; nevertheless, young children have been found in their bodies when caught.
During this time I rambled over the ruins of the old palace, which is fast falling into the river; the principal rooms still
