The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1876-03-02
THE PRINCE AT CALCUTTA.
Scenes of Historic Interest -Rcurinisceaieps
OF the Great NutIny.

OF the Great Nutiny.
As we waited for the landing of his
royal highness, the scene on the CHAT was
full of intrinsic interest. There had
been gathered in the open reserved space
the bearers of names familiar to every
reader of Indian histOry-the descend
ants or representatives of native pOten-
tates with whom John Company had
fought, made treaties, tinkered up Lalli-
ances, Quarreled, intrigued, and whom
that institution had deprived of more or
less of their independenca-gen
more. Look at this tall, square built
man, with the keen, willy eyes, the wide,
smiling mouth, the strong, massive chin
a masterful-lOOkiHg man, who looks IS II
on occasion he could both give and take.
His dress IS worth examining as well rs
his face. On his broad breast are
stretched cords of pearls and diamonds
worth kings ransom there is blaze
of diamonds from his yellow tOpee, his
ieweled scimitar flashes III the sun, his
feet are stuck in golden shoes, from the
heels of which project massive golden
spurs. This is. SCinda, the man who
clung to US in the mutiny when his own
troops, the GwaliOr Contingent, reyOlted,
and, sweeping down on CawnpOre, would
have driven Wyndham into the Ganges
but for the OppOTtune arrival OF Colin
Campbell. He has not all his life stood
thus amicably shoulder to shoulder with
Britons. As boy, still in his tutelage,
he was within sound of the cannon
thunder Of MahaTajpOre, and there stood
bY him now British officers on whose
breasts hung by the famous rainbow rib
bon the bronze star won in the fierce con-
Of rr-I,or, Dv1+fCI lD- alnnn af.rTny-pH
Coughs reckless carelessness. Scindia
is talking jovially with Holkar, in whose
bosom, 10 all appearance, there fingers no
ar7fere pensee concerning the fell day of
MahidpOre, when Sir john Malcolm
crossed the Sipree by a single ford, in
face of 10000 foes; when the young
HOlkar, the father of this man, shed tears
as his troops fled, and his sister Beema
charged Histop's infantry with lance in
hand; and when its free independence
was finally wrested from the realm of
HOlkar. Sir TalaT Jung, the prime minis
ter of the Nizam, attired in long black
gown and white tOpee, and with the
light blue ribbon of the star of India
over his shoulder, is chatting with Bishop
AIiiman In his purple apron. The three
sons of Sir Jung BahadOuT, who COnsti
tute the NePaulese depUtatiOn, move
through the thrOng, attiTed as British
staff officers, with heavy aiguelettes in
addition. but instead of cooked hat and
helmet they wear baTret caps, set thick
with priceless diamonds, sUrmounted each
by a glittering aigrette, whence waves a
tall plume of horse hair. Among the ma
tive princes stands Count SeCkendOrff,
of the Prussian guard corps, with his
Dlumed helmet and his medal-laden
bosom and essaying conversation IL the
Maharaiah of Jaend, in yellow and gold
fiOwered coat, the bosom of which Is a
mass of diamonds and pearls. He wears
a richly-ieweled skull cap, with plume
rising behind, and underneath the edges
Of the skull cap there falls cloud of
light green muslin on either side of his
grave dignified face, covered with iron
gray hair. In long purple velvet gown,
studded with stars Of gold, and wearing
a tiara-like hat set close with diamonds,
whence fail pendants all around, with
algrettC of princeIy value, with earrings
linked by heavily-ieweled chains, with
Jewel encrusted scimitaT, stuck in the
yellow sash; his face ruddled a darE-Ted
with Chill-dve to conceal the fell Tayages
of leprosy, sits silent, lowering, and
somber, the saturnine Rajah of Rewah.
In dark pink brocade over white, with
string upon string Of emeralds on his
bosom, of great size and Of surprising
lustcr, sits quietly eXcOgitating, the dig
nified and benign-lOOking Maharaiah of
.Jodhpore Look at the Maharajah of
Pultialah, as he sails along the alley
in navy blue satin coat, with vel
low sIeeves-slceves and coat alike en-
crusted with pearls. His huge white
turban * studded with devices in great
cut diamonds, which once belonged
when as vet the sun had not wholly gone
down upon the NapoleOnic dvnasty-tO
the ex-Empress Eugene. What a re-
verse of fate for the diamonds Tassels
Of big pearls dangle from the tuIban.
On his bosom are strings ofUncUt pearls,
each one as big "a a small Oyster-tull OF
transparency, but destitute Ot glitter.
Sir Jamesetsee JehjeebhOy, the Tarsec
baronet, in plain blue frocE with gold
braid, Is cOnversing with Gen. LltChiield,
the American consul, whose yellow plume
dances on kis dark helmet. One whole
row of seats Is occupied by the dilapi-
dated remnants of the once puissant dy-
nasty of MysOre.
Up among the spectators on the tiers
ef benches sit the SONS of the eX-king Of
Dude, with whom days have 50 greatly
changed since he reveled in the plctur-
csque recesses of the kaisev Bagh. Up
there, too, sits the Maharajah of BUrd-
wan, a Bengalee minor raiah, arrayed in
black satin and silver lace, with dia-
monds on his head-dress, valued at 500
! 600. every stone of which he wOuldTeely
/ give in exchange for the empty honor oil
/ the title to a salute The -Maharajah OF
/ Cashmere, a potentate actually and real
/ ly independent, in virtue Of GOlab Sing
/ oppOrtune payment Of the crOre o.
/ rupees, which were theexpenses incurred
| by the company In the first Sikh war. i
/ conver, ing with his Highness Of Lahore
( on whose tiara are the richest specimen
/ Of the richest diamond mines in India
In scarlet robes, with tall crimson mi
ters. faced with filagreed gold work
I stand the Burmese embassy, broad shOul
Hdered, Tartar faced chiefs, who resemble
in feature more the princes Of Nepau
/ than any of the chiefs from the HindOs
ton Peninsula. Square and firm, witt
his quiet air Of self-contained self-reli
auce, stands at the top Of the lower High
OF steps General Lord Napier, OF Alagda
Ia, the commander in chief Of her MAJ
estv's Iorces in India. He has alread.
been on board the Scraps, and is nov
here. returned u bid the prince aforma
welcome in the name Of the army. Nea
him is Sir Henry Norman, who mad