Excerpt from The Story of My Life, Vol. 2 of 2 Returning to the railway, and travelling through Poona, during the night, I alighted at the Parell station near Bombay. I was there met by an assemblage of the principal oficers of Western India, civil, political, military, marine. The daily newspaper remarked that as I rapidly recognised each Old friend, my aspect was toil-worn and bronzed from exposure. I then drove to Parell House, where I was the guest of the retiring Governor, Sir Philip Wodehouse. I was with him as he sat at sunset for the last time in the leafy arcades of the garden rich with tropical vegetation. With him I descended the great staircase, on the next day, as he made his final exit to enter the State carriage. Turning round to the bystanders and attendants of various nationalities, he said in a manly yet touching tone, Good-bye, all, all! I accompanied him, being myself in full uniform, to the Apollo Bunder, the point where Governors, arriving or departing, have always landed or embarked. Here, then, troops of his friends had gathered, and hence the pinnace, decorated with bunting, took him on board the mail steamer bound for England. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.