As we have but few of them, our tents were pitched on this side of the river, that our things might have the whole day before them to pass over on carts and camels, as the river subsided.

Ouras is three miles from our camp, and we are to pass through it and go on to Sundeela to-morrow.

There is no bridge, and boats are not procurable on this small river, which we have to cross and recross several times.
The country from Meeangunge is scantily cultivated, but well studded with trees, and generally fertile under good tillage.

The soil is the light doomuteea, but here and there very sandy and poor, running into what is called bhoor.

The villages and hamlets which we could see are few and wretched.