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in Assar the last rains. My far died of a wound which he recd at that tim from a bayonet. The wound was given to him by a white man – that man [pointing to the prisoner]. My father was walkingalong the road, & I was following within 2 or 3 yards of him. We had come from patna &, were going to Dinapoor in uest of employment.
Neither of us had anything in our hands.
I saw the prisoner draw his bayonet & stab my father, no words having previously passed. My father had not struck the