Meerut

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Portrait of Flora Annie Webster Steel Flora Annie Webster Steel,  On the Face of the Waters: A Tale of the Mutiny

“ The mud huts of the sepoy lines at Meerut looked and felt like bricks baking in a kiln; yet the torpor which the remorseless glare of noon brings even to native humanity was exchanged for a strange restlessness. The doors stood open for the most part, and men wandered in and out aimlessly, like swarming bees before the queen appears. In the bazaar, in the city too, crowds drifted hither and thither, thirstily, as if it were not the fast month of Rumzân, when the Mohammedans are denied the solace of even a drop of water till sundown. ”
Source: Gutenberg

J. E. Muddock,  The Great White Hand; Or, the Tiger of Cawnpore… (1896)

“ The morning breaks lowering and stormy, a fitting prelude to the great and tragic drama that is about to startle the world. It is not yet four o’clock, and the sun is hardly above the horizon, but in the fair Indian city of Meerut there is an unusual stir. The slanting rays of the rising sun, as they fall through the rifts of hurrying storm-clouds, gild the minarets and domes of the numerous mosques for which the city is famed. ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of C. Despard C. Despard,  The Rajah's Heir

“ Do you think it will be safer at Meerut?'
'I am not going to Meerut.'
'Not? I thought your home was there.'
'So it is; but I have promised to pay a visit to Nowgong.'
'Really! Such an out-of-the-way station. Excuse me; but are you wise?'
'Wise or not,' said Grace, her every word falling clearly on the ears of the tall Indian in the background who did not think it wrong to listen now, 'I am bound to go. My poor little cousin—you will remember her, by the bye; she married Captain Richardson——'
'Yes; I remember—a muff! I beg your pardon, Miss Elton. I mean the gentleman, not the lady.
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Source: Gutenberg

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