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THE CENTRAL INDIA CAMP 171
splendid type. Then, the hounds, a whole pack of
them, had bright yellow jackets edged with red
and brilliant grass-green; so on, and so on. They
seemed to be building up in beauty of colouring,
these camps of the native Chiefs: each seemed
more brilliant than the last. The officer who was
looking after us seemed much more interested in
a motor car than in native costume or art; but
even his lack of enthusiasm could not damp us.
Everything we saw was a picture, and the people
themselves were intensely interested.
Perhaps one of the finest figures I saw in India
was in Central India. He was a standard-bearer,
with a gold helmet and steel chain-armour. It
was the dignity of the man that impressed me
chiefly. He had a black beard parted at his chin
and brushed smartly up to his ears. He carried
an enormous orange banner with a gold device,
and his horse wore trappings of blue with a red
and green checked saddle-cloth. This figure we
saw later at the Retainers' show. He stood out
even surrounded by so much fine manhood.
Scindia had only begun to prepare when we
arrived. We could not wait for him, and went
on to Rewa. Rewa was especially gorgeous.
There we saw vivid emerald-green banners and
splendid type. Then, the hounds, a whole pack of
them, had bright yellow jackets edged with red
and brilliant grass-green; so on, and so on. They
seemed to be building up in beauty of colouring,
these camps of the native Chiefs: each seemed
more brilliant than the last. The officer who was
looking after us seemed much more interested in
a motor car than in native costume or art; but
even his lack of enthusiasm could not damp us.
Everything we saw was a picture, and the people
themselves were intensely interested.
Perhaps one of the finest figures I saw in India
was in Central India. He was a standard-bearer,
with a gold helmet and steel chain-armour. It
was the dignity of the man that impressed me
chiefly. He had a black beard parted at his chin
and brushed smartly up to his ears. He carried
an enormous orange banner with a gold device,
and his horse wore trappings of blue with a red
and green checked saddle-cloth. This figure we
saw later at the Retainers' show. He stood out
even surrounded by so much fine manhood.
Scindia had only begun to prepare when we
arrived. We could not wait for him, and went
on to Rewa. Rewa was especially gorgeous.
There we saw vivid emerald-green banners and