We could not see the holy man, as it was beginning to grow dark as we passed.

This, however, did not cause us so much regret, as that we were unable to visit the Botanical Garden at Bogulpore, which is said to be the finest in all India; but as there was no coal depot at Bogulpore, we did not stop.
On the 22nd of December, we passed the remarkable mountain scenery of Junghera, which rises, like an island of rocks, from the majestic Ganges.

This spot was, in former times, looked on as the holiest in the whole course of the river.

Thousands of boats and larger vessels were constantly to be seen there, as no Hindoo believed he could die in peace without having visited the place.

Numerous Fakirs had established themselves here, strengthening the poor pilgrims with unctuous exhortations, and taking in return their pious gifts.