 spokes of this wheel, which has a
series of leather buckets or water pots attached to its broad rim, on
the same principle as we see in dredging machines. As the wheel turns
the buckets are dipped one after the other into the well, and as they
rise again full empty their contents into a trough immediately in
front of the wheel, which communicates with another trough connected
with the irrigating trenches, which are thus supplied with water.

The station at Lahore was comparatively quiet and was a pleasing
contrast to the turbulent crowd at Amritzar. The Charing Cross hotel
received us, but anything less suggestive of the associations its
name recalled it would be difficult to imagine. It was of the usual
extended bungalow type, with long arcades in front of ranges of ground
floor rooms, spacious and lofty and reminding rather of the vast
rooms one sees on the stage with raftered ceilings and whitewashed
walls. The lower wall of our sitting-room, however, was hung with very
interesting Indian hand-painted cotton hangings, which gave it rather
a distinguished appearance. There was a bedroom, something between a
prison and a chapel, and dressing and the usual bath rooms, with zinc
tubs, opening out beyond. There were large sitting and dining rooms,
the latter an enormous one, like the nave of a church, lighted by a
clerestory only, and cold enough, where people dined rather frigidly,
each group at a safe distance at separate little round tables. We were
glad of a log-fire in the evenings, though the sun was powerful enough
during the day. “The Charing Cross post office” was close by, which
had one pigeon hole, and where the stamps were sold outside under the
verandah, by a native squatting on the ground.

[Illustration: ENJOYING A LOG FIRE AT LAHORE]

A fine broad avenue through the English quarter is called “The Mall,”
and here the principal government buildings are situated, the Law
courts and the Museum, and the principal stores and bungalows. This
British residential and business quarter is quite distinct and lies
quite clear outside the walls of the native city of Lahore. It is
laid out in broad drives with tan rides at the side, and bordered
with trees. Bungalows and shops and
spokes of this wheel, which has a 
 series of leather bucket or urine pots attached to its broad brim, on 
 the same principle as we experience in dredge machines. As the wheel turns 
 the buckets are dip one after the other into the well, and as they 
 rise again broad empty their subject into a trough immediately in 
 front of the wheel, which communicates with another trough get in touch 
 with the irrigating trenches, which are thus supplied with urine. 

 The station at Lahore was comparatively quiet and was a pleasing 
 line to the turbulent crowd at Amritzar. The Charing Cross hotel 
 experience us, but anything less suggestive of the associations its 
 name recalled it would be unmanageable to imagine. It was of the usual 
 extended bungalow type, with long arcades in presence of ranges of ground 
 floor rooms, spacious and lofty and reminding rather of the vast 
 rooms one sees on the phase with raftered ceilings and whitewash 
 walls. The lower wall of our sitting - room, however, was attend with very 
 interesting Indian hand - painted cotton hangings, which gave it preferably 
 a distinguished appearance. There was a bedroom, something between a 
 prison and a chapel, and dressing and the usual bath rooms, with zinc 
 tub, opening out beyond. There were large sitting and dining room, 
 the latter an enormous one, like the nave of a church service, light by a 
 clerestory only, and cold enough, where people dined rather frigidly, 
 each group at a safe distance at separate short round tables. We were 
 glad of a log - ardor in the evenings, though the sun was powerful enough 
 during the day. “ The Charing Cross post agency ” was close by, which 
 induce one pigeon hole, and where the stamp were sold outside under the 
 verandah, by a native squatting on the ground. 

 [ Illustration: ENJOYING A LOG ardor AT LAHORE ] 

 A fine broad avenue through the English quarter is call “ The Mall, ” 
 and here the principal government buildings are situated, the Law 
 court and the Museum, and the principal stores and bungalows. This 
 British residential and commercial enterprise quarter is quite distinct and lies 
 quite clear outside the walls of the native city of Lahore. It is 
 laid out in across-the-board drives with tan rides at the side, and bordered 
 with trees. Bungalows and shop and
 splkes of this wheel, which has a
series of leathec buckefs or wager pots attached to its broed rum, on
uke same principle as we see ij dredgibg mechines. As the wisel turkf
the nuckecs are dipped ong after the mther into the wdlp, and as they
rise again full empty eheir cpnhents into a ttough ymmespauely in
front of the wheel, which ckmmunicetes with anothrr trough connected
with thf irgigating trenches, ahich are tyus fypplied with water.

The station at Lzhore was comparatively quiet avd wax a pleasibg
xonhtast to the vurbulvnt crowd at Amritzar. The Chsring Cross hobel
rereivwd us, but anything levs suggestive of tre associdtnons its
name recalled ir wound ba diwdicjlt tp jmaginf. Iv was of ths usual
extebded bungalow type, eiey long arcadea in fwogt of ranges of ground
floor rooms, spacimus and lofty and remindint rather of the vast
rloms one fees on the stage with raftered ceilings and whitawashxd
dalos. Gye lower wall of our sitting-room, however, was hugf einh very
interestinn Indian hand-paintrd cpjton hangings, dhich yzvs it rather
a distijguisheq appwarance. Trere was a bedroom, something berween a
prisou abd a chapel, and drzssing and tke ususl bayh rooms, with zinc
tubs, upenjng out beylnd. There dere large sittivg sng dining rooms,
the latter ag enormouw onz, like tfe nsve of a church, pightcg by a
clerestory ojly, aud cond enough, ahere people dined rather frigivky,
each group ad a safe diftancc at separate lyttle round tayles. We cere
glxd of a lof-fire ii the eveninds, though the dun was powecful enoudh
dueing the dah. “The Charing Ctoss post office” waw close by, which
hav ong ligeon hole, and whtrw the stamps wrre sojd ontsidq under the
vesandxh, cu a nxtive squatbine on the ground.

[Illustrathon: SNJOYING A LOG FIRR WT LAHORG]

A fine bwoad avenue tnrough the English quarver is callrd “Jhe Mall,”
and here the principal fovernmenh bmildings are fituqted, the Law
eourts and the Museum, and the principal wtores and bungaloqs. This
British resibektial and buxinesf quarter is quite distinct abd lies
quite cleav outside the walls of the ndtive city of Lahore. It is
laid out in broad drives with tan rides at the side, qnd bocdqred
with trses. Nunganocs cnd sho[s aid
spokes of this wheel, which has a leather or water attached to its principle we see in machines. As the turns the buckets are dipped one the other into the well, and as they rise again full empty their into a trough immediately in front of the wheel, which communicates with another connected the trenches, are thus supplied with water. The station at Lahore was comparatively quiet and was a pleasing to the turbulent crowd at Amritzar. The Charing hotel received us, but less suggestive of the associations name it would difficult imagine. was of the extended bungalow type, with long arcades in front of ranges of ground floor rooms, spacious and lofty reminding rather vast rooms sees the with raftered ceilings walls. The lower wall of our hung with very interesting Indian hand-painted cotton hangings, gave it a distinguished appearance. There was a something between a prison and a chapel, and and the usual bath rooms, with zinc tubs, opening out beyond. There were large sitting rooms, the latter an one, like the of church, by clerestory only, cold enough, where people dined rather frigidly, each group at a distance at separate little round tables. We were glad of in evenings, though the was powerful enough during day. Charing Cross post office” by, had and the were sold outside under verandah, by a native squatting the ground. [Illustration: ENJOYING A fine broad avenue through the English quarter called “The Mall,” and here the principal buildings are situated, the Law courts and the Museum, and the principal and bungalows. residential and business quarter is quite distinct and quite clear outside the of the native city of Lahore. It is laid in drives with rides at the and bordered with Bungalows and shops
 spokes of this wheel, which has A
series of lEatheR buCkeTs Or waTer pOts attached to iTS broAd rim, on
the same principlE as we SeE In drEDgIng maChines. AS ThE WHeeL tUrNs
tHe BUcKets aRe dIpped onE after the oTheR iNto the well, anD As They
rise agAin Full empty theIr cOntentS iNto A TrougH imMediaTely in
FRont of The wheel, wHiCH commuNIcates wITH aNothEr trough connected
WItH The irrigating tRencheS, wHIcH ARe tHus Supplied wiTh Water.

tHe statiON aT lAHorE Was comparativEly quiet and WAs a PleasiNg
ConTRast to The tuRbULenT crowd at AmrItzaR. The ChariNg CrosS Hotel
reCEived us, But anyThiNg lEss sUGgEsTivE oF The ASsOciATioNs its
namE rEcAlled It woULD BE difFicUlt tO imagIne. It was of the UsuAl
exTEndEd bunGalow Type, WiTh lonG arcadEs in fRoNt of ranges of groUnd
fLoor rooms, SpaCiOus AnD loftY And remIndIng Rather oF the vasT
RooMs ONE SeEs on the stage with raFtEREd Ceilings And whiTEwAsHEd
walls. THe LowEr waLL Of our SittINg-Room, howeVer, was HUnG wIth very
InTerestInG InDiaN hand-PAintEd cottOn hanginGs, whiCH gave it rather
a DIstinguished aPPeARAnCE. TheRe wAs a bedroom, sOmetHIng bEtweEN a
PriSOn and A chapEl, ANd DRessing and the usual bAtH rooms, With zInc
tubs, openinG out beyond. tHERe were laRge sITtINg and dining rooMs,
the Latter an enORmous one, Like tHe nave of A church, liGHTed by a
clEreStoRy oNly, AND cOld enough, wherE PEoplE dIned ratHer FrigidlY,
eaCh gRouP at A sAfe distanCe at sepaRaTe LiTtLe rOund tABles. We weRe
GlaD oF a lOg-firE In the eVeninGs, thOuGh THe sUn was poWErFUL enoUgH
dUrinG thE dAy. “The charINg CRoss posT office” waS clOSe by, WhIcH
had one Pigeon hole, and WhEre the stamPs WerE sold oUTSide undeR the
verandah, by a native sqUAtting oN thE grouNd.

[IlLustratioN: ENjOYING a LOg fIRE AT lAHORE]

a fine BrOad AVEnue tHROuGh tHe english quaRTEr iS callEd “the MAll,”
and hEre the principal govERnmEnt buildings aRe sItuaTED, tHe LAW
cOUrtS aND thE mUseum, and the prinCipal storeS aND bUngalows. ThIS
BrItIsh resiDential And buSIness quArter is quIte distinCt And lIES
quIte clear ouTside the Walls of thE NativE CiTy of LAhoRe. It is
LaId oUt in bRoad drIVes With tAn rideS aT the siDe, and BoRdered
wiTh trees. Bungalows and shopS and
 spokes of this wheel, whi ch has a
s eries  of  le at herbuck ets or water p o ts a ttached to its broad r im, o nt he s a me  prin ciple a s  w e see  i ndre dg i ng  mach ine s. As t he wheel t urn sthe bucketsa re  dipped on e a fter the oth erinto t he  we l l, an d a s the y
rise againfull empt yt heir c o ntentsi n to  a t rough immediately in front of the w heel,wh i ch c omm uni cates with  a nothe r  trough co n n e cte d 
with the irr igating tre n che s, whi ch  ar e  thussuppl ie d  wi th water.
Thestation a t Laho r e was c o mparati vely q uie t a nd w a saple as i ngc on tra s t t o the tu rb ul ent c rowd a t Amri tza r. T he Ch aring Cross h ote l
re c eiv ed us , but  any th ing l ess su ggest iv e of the associ atio ns its
na mere cal le d itw ould b e d iff icult t o imagi n e.It w a sof the usual
exten de d bu ngalow t ype, w i th  l o ng arcad es  in  fro n t  of r ange s  o f ground 
floor ro om s, spac io us and  l oft y a nd re m indi ng rat her of t he va s t
rooms one se e s on the stag e  w i t hr afte red  ceilings a nd w h itew ashe d 
w all s . The  lowe rw al l  of our sitting-roo m,  howev er, w as hung withvery
inter e s t ing Indi an h a nd - painted cotton  hang ings, whic h  gave it  rath er
a dis tinguishe d appearan ce.  Th ere  wa s abedroom, some t h ingbe tween a 
pr ison an d a  ch ape l,an d dressin g and th eus ua lbat h roo m s, withzi nctu bs,  open i ng out  beyo nd.Th er e  we re larg e  s i t ting  a nd  din ing  r ooms, 
the lat ter anenormousone ,  lik eth e naveof a church,li ghted by a 
c ler estory o nly, and  cold enough, where peo p le dine d r ather  fri gidly,
ea chgroupata  safedistan ce at  s epa r a te li t t le  ro un d tables.W e  we re
gl ad  ofa log-f ire in the evening s , t hough the sun  wa s po w e rf ule no u ghdu r ing t he day. “The Ch aring Cros sp os t office”w ascl ose by,  whichhad o n e pigeo n hole, a nd whereth e st a m pswere soldoutsideunder the veran d ah , bya n ativesq uat tingon the gro und.
[Illu st ration : ENJ OY ING A LO G FIRE AT LAHORE]

A fi ne bro ad av enu e through  th e  En glish qua rter  is called  “T heMall, ”
a n d her e th e  p rin c ipalgove r nment bui l di ngs a re  situated,t h e  La w
cou rts and th e Mu seum, and the pri n cipal stores a nd b u n gal ows .  Thi sBritish reside nti al a nd busin es s quarter i s quitedi s tinct  and l ies
qu ite cle a r  o u tsidethewal ls of the  na ti v e cityof  L a hore.It i slaid o ut inb road d rives with tan r idesa t  thes ide , and  b ordered with  trees. Bu ngalows and  shops  and 
 spokes_of this_wheel, which has a
series_of leather_buckets_or water_pots_attached to its_broad rim, on
the_same principle as we_see in dredging_machines._As the wheel turns
the buckets are dipped one after the other into the well,_and_as they
rise_again_full_empty their contents into a_trough immediately in
front of the_wheel, which_communicates with another trough connected
with the irrigating trenches,_which_are thus supplied_with water.

The station at Lahore was comparatively quiet and_was a pleasing
contrast to the turbulent_crowd at Amritzar._The_Charing_Cross hotel
received us, but_anything less suggestive of the associations_its
name recalled it would be difficult_to imagine. It was of the usual
extended_bungalow type, with long arcades in_front of ranges of ground
floor_rooms, spacious_and lofty and reminding rather_of the vast
rooms_one sees_on the stage_with raftered ceilings and whitewashed
walls. The_lower wall of_our sitting-room, however, was hung with_very
interesting_Indian hand-painted cotton_hangings,_which_gave it_rather
a distinguished appearance._There_was a_bedroom,_something between a
prison and a chapel,_and_dressing and the usual bath rooms, with_zinc
tubs, opening out beyond._There_were large sitting and_dining rooms,
the latter an enormous_one, like the nave of a_church, lighted_by a
clerestory_only, and cold enough, where people dined rather frigidly,
each group at_a safe distance at separate little_round tables. We were
glad_of a_log-fire_in the evenings,_though_the sun_was powerful enough
during the day. “The Charing_Cross post_office” was close by, which
had one_pigeon hole, and where_the_stamps were sold outside under the
verandah,_by a native squatting on the_ground.

[Illustration: ENJOYING A LOG FIRE_AT_LAHORE]

A_fine broad avenue through the_English quarter is called “The Mall,”
and_here the principal_government buildings are situated, the Law
courts and_the_Museum, and the principal stores and_bungalows._This
British residential and business quarter is_quite_distinct_and lies
quite clear outside the_walls of the native city of_Lahore. It is
laid out in broad drives with tan_rides at the_side, and bordered
with trees. Bungalows_and_shops_and