In an enclosure formed by marble screens beautifully carved is the tomb of the favourite son of the present Emperor,[10] Mirza Jahangir, whom I knew intimately at Allahabad in 1816,[11] when he was killing himself as fast as he could with Hoffman’s cherry brandy.  ’This ’, he would say to me, ’is really the only liquor that you Englishmen have worth drinking, and its only fault is that it makes one drunk too soon.’  To prolong his pleasure, he used to limit himself to one large glass every hour, till he got dead drunk.  Two or three sets of dancing women and musicians used to relieve each other in amusing him during this interval.  He died, of course, soon, and the poor old Emperor was persuaded by his mother, the favourite sultana, that he had fallen a victim to sighing and grief at the treatment of the English, who would not permit him to remain at Delhi, where he was continually employed in attempts to assassinate his eldest brother, the heir apparent, and to stir up insurrections among the people.  He was not in confinement at Allahabad, but merely prohibited from returning to Delhi.  He had a splendid dwelling, a good income, and all the honours due to his rank.[12]

In another enclosure of the same kind are the Emperor Muhammad Shah,[13]—­who reigned when Nadir Shah invaded Delhi—­his mother, wife, and daughter; and in another close by is the tomb which interested me most, that of Jahanara Begam, the favourite sister of poor Dara Shikoh, and daughter of Shah Jahan.[14] It stands in the same enclosure, with the brother of the present Emperor on one side, and his daughter on the other.  Her remains are covered with a marble slab hollow at the top, and exposed to the sky—­the hollow is filled with earth covered with green grass.  Upon her tomb is the following inscription, the three first lines of which are said to have been written by herself:-

Let no rich canopy cover my grave. 
This grass is the best covering for the tombs
of the poor in spirit. 
The humble, the transitory Jahanara,
The disciple of the holy men of Chisht,
The daughter of the Emperor Shah Jahan.’

I went over the magnificent tomb of Humayun, which was raised over his remains by the Emperor Akbar.  It stands in the centre of a quadrangle of about four hundred yards square, with a cloistered wall all round; but I must not describe any more tombs.[15] Here, under a marble slab, lies the head of poor Dara Shikoh, who, but for a little infirmity of temper, had perhaps changed the destinies of India, by changing the character of education among the aristocracy of the countries under his rule, and preventing the birth of the Maratha powers by leaving untouched the independent kingdoms of the Deccan, upon whose ruins, under his bigoted brother, the former rose.  Secular and religions education were always inseparably combined among the Muhammadans, and invited to India from Persia by the public offices, civil and military, which men of education