The Riders Brandished Their Spears, The Little Boys Flourished Their Cow's Tail; The Buffoons Performed Their Antics, Muskets Were Discharged, And The Chief Himself, Mounted On The Finest Horse On The Ground, Watched The Progress Of The Race, While Tears Of Delight Were Starting From His Eyes.

The sun shone gloriously on the tobes of green, white, yellow, blue, and crimson, as they fluttered in the

Breeze; and with the fanciful caps, the glittering spears, the jingling of the horses' bells, the animated looks and warlike bearing of their riders, presented one of the most extraordinary and pleasing sights that they had ever witnessed. The race was well contested, and terminated only by the horses being fatigued and out of breath; but though every one was emulous to outstrip his companion, honour and fame were the only reward of the competitors.

The king maintained his seat on horseback during these amusements, without even once dismounting to converse with his wives and children, who were sitting on the ground on each side of him. His dress was showy rather than rich, consisting of a red cap, enveloped in the large folds of a white muslin turban; two under tobes of blue and scarlet cloth, and an outer one of white muslin; red trousers, and boots of scarlet and yellow leather. His horse seemed distressed by the weight of his rider, and the various ornaments and trappings with which his head, breast, and body were bedecked. The chief's eldest and youngest sons were near his women and other children, mounted on two noble-looking horses.

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