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Besides , Jan Chinn knew all things , and he rode the Clouded Tiger . They covered thirty miles a day on foot and pony , raising the blue wall-like line of the Satpuras as swiftly as might be . Bukta was very silent . They began the steep climb a little after noon , but it was near sunset ere they reached the stone platform clinging to the side of a rifted , jungle-covered hill , where Jan Chinn the First was laid , as he had desired , that he might overlook his people . All India is full of neglected graves that date from the beginning of the eighteenth century -- tombs of forgotten colonels of corps long since disbanded ; mates of East India men who went on shooting expeditions and never came back ; factors , agents , writers , and ensigns of the Honourable the East India Company by hundreds and thousands and tens of thousands . English folk forget quickly , but natives have long memories , and if a man has done good in his life it is remembered after his death . The weathered marble four-square tomb of Jan Chinn was hung about with wild flowers and nuts , packets of wax and honey , bottles of native spirits , and infamous cigars , with buffalo horns and plumes of dried grass .