242	LETTERS FROM INDIA.
their Mussulmanic prejudices enough to take
him up in their hands, though they scream like
rabbits if he barks. Fanny will tell you about
her bird, which is very amusing.
My pigeons are all grown so tame that they
scuffle into my lap to be fed when I sit down
on the floor to feed them. They have only one
fault; they lay nothing but addled eggs. I
should not dislike some addled young pigeons;
they would be giddy, pleasant young creatures
—only they won't come.
Yours most affectionately,
E. E.
TO THE HON. MBS. EDEN.
Barrackpore, October 20, 1836,
my dearest maky,—Is not it time to write to
you ? I really often put off writing when I am
in the mind for it, from the impossibility of
finding anything new to say, and the conviction
of the bore my letters must be.
A very beautiful Armenian woman died yes-
terday, who has for several years been a subject
of curiosity to Calcutta. The Armenians do not
mix much in society, but she came occasionally
to our parties, covered with the most splendid