The river Surjoo is like a winding stream in a park; and its banks might, everywhere, be cultivated to the water's edge.

No ravines, jungle, or steep embankments.

It is lamentable to see so fine a country in so wretched a state.
The Turae forest begins a few miles to the north of Bahraetch, and some of the great baronial landholders have their residence and strongholds within it.

The Rajah of Toolseepoor is one of them.

He is a kind-hearted old man, and a good landlord and subject; but he has lately been driven out by his young and reprobate son, at the instigation and encouragement of a Court favourite.