Note 65 — Chapter XII · 1858—SINDWAHA
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In the following April I camped at Biora for one night on my way from Gwáliár to Máu, and rode over to the village. Calling the Mead man, I narrated what I had seen on the 15th September of the previous year, and asked whether my surmise that the sufferer was a villager was correct. The Head man said, “Yes, he is still alive, but a cripple.” I had the man brought to me, and although a ghastly sight, being paralysed, and unable to work, with the patient resignation of the Asiatic, he was thankful to be alive, and was profuse in gratitude for a small present I gave him.