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SOTJDAMEENEE; OR, THE AMEER'S DAUGHTER.
[AN ORIENTAL TALE.]
It was a beautiful morning, and the fair city of Jeypoor
shone in calm splendour. Its many-storied houses richly
decorated with paintings in fresco,* its stone balconies and
porticos, and, above all, its singularly shaped palace, its noble
gardens, terrace above terrace, its high stucco-covered temples
vieing with the most polished marble in lustre, all combine to
give Jeypoor that bright and picturesque aspect, which makes
it decidedly the handsomest city in all Hindoostan. The ris-
ing sun, peering through the stained glass of the window,
shone in many-colored radiance on the marble saloon of Ameer
Bheem Sing's zenana. In the middle of this lofty hall an
agate fountain kept playing with a perpetual murmur, and
reflected back the sunbeams in a hundred broken rainbows;
the walls were decorated with portraits of ancient Rajpoot
Kings and Chiefs, and gay loories and sweet shawms in beau-
tiful cages were suspended from the ceilings in all directions.
A rich carpet of the finest Persian texture covered the floor,
while at the upper extremity of the hall was placed a thick
musnud,-f over which was spread a white piece of Cashmere
shawl, so soft and so finely woven, that even a Sybarite might
think it a luxury to repose there. Upon this was seated our
fair heroine, in the full bloom of her youth and beauty. She
was not above the middle stature, but her features were
perfectly chiselled, and her complexion was so beautifully
* Jeypoor was built, it is said, by an Italian Artist, and hence its superior
architectural beauty.
t A sort of a cushion on which the great personages of the East seat
themselves.
SOTJDAMEENEE; OR, THE AMEER'S DAUGHTER.
[AN ORIENTAL TALE.]
It was a beautiful morning, and the fair city of Jeypoor
shone in calm splendour. Its many-storied houses richly
decorated with paintings in fresco,* its stone balconies and
porticos, and, above all, its singularly shaped palace, its noble
gardens, terrace above terrace, its high stucco-covered temples
vieing with the most polished marble in lustre, all combine to
give Jeypoor that bright and picturesque aspect, which makes
it decidedly the handsomest city in all Hindoostan. The ris-
ing sun, peering through the stained glass of the window,
shone in many-colored radiance on the marble saloon of Ameer
Bheem Sing's zenana. In the middle of this lofty hall an
agate fountain kept playing with a perpetual murmur, and
reflected back the sunbeams in a hundred broken rainbows;
the walls were decorated with portraits of ancient Rajpoot
Kings and Chiefs, and gay loories and sweet shawms in beau-
tiful cages were suspended from the ceilings in all directions.
A rich carpet of the finest Persian texture covered the floor,
while at the upper extremity of the hall was placed a thick
musnud,-f over which was spread a white piece of Cashmere
shawl, so soft and so finely woven, that even a Sybarite might
think it a luxury to repose there. Upon this was seated our
fair heroine, in the full bloom of her youth and beauty. She
was not above the middle stature, but her features were
perfectly chiselled, and her complexion was so beautifully
* Jeypoor was built, it is said, by an Italian Artist, and hence its superior
architectural beauty.
t A sort of a cushion on which the great personages of the East seat
themselves.