The dry, or cold season, however, was delightful.
Close to Lucky Cherra Garden was a tract of bustee land on which some Bengali cultivators grew rice and other crops.

Our Company's boundary line in some way conflicted with theirs, and a dispute arose which soon developed into a series of, first, most comical mix-ups, and afterwards into desperate "lathi" fights.

The land in dispute was being hurriedly ploughed by buffalo teams belonging to the Bengalis; to uphold our claim I also secured teams and put them to ploughing on the same piece of ground.

This could only lead to one thing--as said before, terrific lathi fights between the teamsters.

For several days I went down to see the fun, taking with me a number of the stoutest coolies on the garden.
The men seemed to rather enjoy the sport, though a lick from a lathi (a formidable tough, hard and heavy cane) was far from a joke.