There was-- "Mrs.Major-General Bulcher, wife of Bulcher of the infantry.
"Miss Bulcher.
"Miss BELINDA BULCHER (whose name I beg the printer to place in large capitals.) "Mrs.Colonel Vandegobbleschroy.
"Mrs.Major Macan and the four Misses Macan.
"The Honorable Mrs.Burgoo, Mrs.Flix, Hicks, Wicks, and many more too numerous to mention.

The flower of our camp was, however, collected there, and the last words of Lord Lake to me, as I left him, were, 'Gahagan, I commit those women to your charge.

Guard them with your life, watch over them with your honor, defend them with the matchless power of your indomitable arm.' "Futtyghur is, as I have said, a European station, and the pretty air of the bungalows, amid the clustering topes of mango-trees, has often ere this excited the admiration of the tourist and sketcher.

On the brow of a hill--the Burrumpooter river rolls majestically at its base; and no spot, in a word, can be conceived more exquisitely arranged, both by art and nature, as a favorite residence of the British fair.

Mrs.Bulcher, Mrs.Vandegobbleschroy, and the other married ladies above mentioned, had each of them delightful bungalows and gardens in the place, and between one cottage and another my time passed as delightfully as can the hours of any man who is away from his darling occupation of war.
"I was the commandant of the fort.