d, commanding, or second in command of the 6th cavalry,
proposed charging the enemy, and selling their lives as dearly as
possible, declaring that, if he could gain a small eminence on which
they had a few guns, he should not despair of keeping them off and
saving their lives. In this proposal he was seconded by Mr. Jenkins, the
British resident at the court of Nagpore. The brave soldiers one and all
consented, and, sword in hand, on they galloped, and actually cut their
way through that immense mass of horsemen; in time gained the hill; took
their guns, and turned them upon the enemy; and there maintained their
post till reinforcements arrived. This piece of gallantry saved the
lives of all the party, and places on the brows of that brave corps
laurels that never can fade--honours of which the iron hand of time
cannot rob them. I have frequently met the officer who commanded on this
occasion (Captain Fitzgerald) in company, and it is difficult to offend
him more than by mentioning this Nagpore affair, or attaching to him any
peculiar praise or merit. I once heard him say, very angrily, "D--n the
place--I wish I had never seen it; it's more plague to me, and oftener
sounded in my ears, than if I had turned coward and run away. If I am to
be pestered thus for having merely done my duty, the devil may fight
next time, for I won't." It is true that a soldier cannot do more than
his duty; every effort that he can make is due to his country, and
every nerve should be exerted to promote its glory. From my own career,
I am convinced that, where the danger is most imminent, the soul rises
in proportion in energy and courage to meet it. I have invariably found
it so myself, and I dare say that my feelings on these occasions are
similar to those of most other soldiers.

The fort of Dhamoony is built of stone, and is situated in a most
extraordinary place, and, as the people relate, was built on account of
the following remarkable circumstance. Some rajah was hunting in its
vicinity, when a hare got up and afforded excellent sport for a
considerable time, and ultimately attacked and killed one of the rajah's
bloodhounds. This singular circumstance induced him to erect the present
fort of Dhamoony. It literally stands in a hole, surrounded by a wild
and inaccessible jungle, and two of its sides resting on the steep
banks, or rocky heads, of a tremendous ditch or ravine, in some places a
hundred feet deep. Upon this stands the wall,