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Indian
Horsemen
Invade Sjeepy
Village
(From a Special Correspondent)
LONDON (by air mail).
The sleepy Wiltshire village of Wes
tonbirt awoke one morning to find
dokens of Indian horsemen in- bright
tunics setting up their encampment,
preparing for an indefinite stay.
Some of those Indians have fierce
black beards, kept in close, check by
strong hair-nets. They squirt blood
red betel-nut juice from their mouths
upon the inoffensive grass. Weird and
wonderful is the food. they eat and the
language they speak.
It seems that the Nawab of Bho
pal, expected in England the fol
lowing week, is fond of polo. So
he sent a string of thirty-three
polo ponies over here, with about
fifty grooms and attendants to look
after them.
The. elegant young, ladies from the
big school nearby squealed with de-.
light every time the sheikh-like riders
appeared. ? ?
The men of the . village viewed ? the
invaders with mixed feelings. Those
great black beards are certainly things
to catch the eye of women — but hair
nets! Surely no woman, would cast a
roving eye at a man with his beard in
a hair-net. * '
Every morning and afternoon the
Indians exercised their ponies in a
large meadow, strung out in single file,
and the roadside was choked with mo
torists, who stopped to gaze at the
sight. ???:.. ..,-?,
Each man had his own pony to look
after, and each pony is worh several
hundred pounds.
A veterinary surgeon came over with
them. He examined every bale of hay
and the water supply.
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