ed, soon recovered sufficiently to speak.
He warmly greeted Dick, and expressed his delight at seeing him--having
greatly feared that he had been murdered by the rebels. He then
immediately ordered a messenger to go to Colonel Ross and inform him and
Miss Ross of his safety. And before long Burnett, whose horsemen were
bivouacked not far off, made his appearance. Happy indeed was the
meeting between the two friends. A palanquin was quickly procured for
Reginald's conveyance, as his wound was not so severe as to prevent his
being moved. It was arranged that he, with the ladies of Colonel Ross's
party, should be escorted to the banks of the Ganges, from whence they
could proceed down the river to Calcutta. Dick having had enough of
campaigning, begged that he might accompany his master, and look after
Faithful, who was not likely to obey any one else. Reginald, with much
regret, bade farewell to his faithful Indian friends, whom he strongly
recommended to the authorities for the fidelity they had shown to the
English; but he intended to reward them still further as soon as he had
the power.

Colonel Ross, whose health was giving way, owing to the anxiety he had
so long endured, accompanied his daughter and Nuna to Calcutta, where
they remained till the mutiny was effectually quelled, and Burnett was
able to join them. The two marriages shortly afterwards took place, and
the young couple at once carried out their intention of leaving for
England. Of course Dick Thuddichum embarked with them, with Faithful in
charge.

Violet, before leaving Calcutta, begged to have a portrait of the noble
creature which had so often saved her husband's life, and persuaded
Reginald to have his own likeness taken at the same time in the nautical
costume which he wore on being first introduced to her; he himself
confessing that he infinitely preferred it to the magnificent dresses he
had been compelled to wear during his short reign in Allahapoor. That
city had been quickly captured by the English, and, much to Reginald's
satisfaction, had become, with its surrounding territory, an integral
part of British India.

It is sad to have to relate that poor Faithful never reached the free
shores of Old England. Whether it was, as Dick Thuddichum thought, that
the sea-air did not agree with her constitution, or that she was
deprived of her usual allowance of half a sheep a day, she sickened, and
gradually grew worse and worse; her last