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A WHEKLY JOURNAL OF POLITICS, LITERATURE AND NEWS.

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NOVEMBER 10,

1856.

MOON'S PHASES.— NOVEMBER, 1856. First Quarter 5th day, lh. 10m. evening. E.S. EF. Fall Moon 12th day, 4h. 48m. morning. Wi.W. Last Quarter 19th day, 6h. 22m. morning. S. New Moon 27th day, 11h. 48m. morning. 8.

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Literature.

A STILL DAY IN AUTUMN.

I love to wander through the woodlands hoary, In the soft gloom of an autumnal day, ~

When summer gathers up ker robes of glory, And, like a dream of beauty, dies away.”

How through each loved, familiar path she lingers, Serenely smiling through the golden mist,

Tinting the wild grape with her dewy fingers, Till the cool emerald turned to amethyst.

Kindling the faint stars of the hazel, shining

To light the gloom of Autumn’s mouldering halls, With hoary plumes the clematis entwining,

Where o'er the rock her wither’d garlaud falls. Warm lights are on the sleepy uplands waning

Beneath dark clouds along the horizon rolled,

Till the slint sunbeams through their fringes raining, Bathe all the hills in melancholy gold Tho moist wind breathes of crisped leaves and flowers In t lamp hollows of the woodland sown, Mingling freshness of autunmnal showers With spicy airs from cedar all vs blown. Reside the brook and on the cumbered meadow, Where yellow fern-tults Heck the faded ground. With folded beneath their palmy shadow, Phe gentian nods, in dewy slumbers bound.

Upon thosa soft fringed lids the bee sits brooding, I ke a fond ] ver lotu to say farewe ll, hut wings, through silken folds intruding,

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The little birds upon the hill-side lonely

Flit noiselessly along from spray to spray, Silent as a sweet wandering tho igne, that only Shows its bright wings and softly glides away. The acon tless flowers, in the warm sunlight dreaming,

Forcet to breathe their fulness of delight— And tl roug@n the tranced wo xd soft airs are streaming,

Still as the dew-fall of the summer night.

So, in my heart a sweet, unwonted feeling,

Stirs, like the liow shell,

wind in Ocean's hol! Through all its secret chambers stealing

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Yot finds no words its mystic charms to tell. LIF® IN INDIA.

HOURS IN THE LIFE OF MR. GRIFIIN.* BY A QUI HY.

TWENTY-FOUR

We are now in the full enjoyment of all the mani‘cld delights of the English dogdays. Old gentlemea mp thei foreheads, and wak on the shady side of the street wish their hats in their hands; small boys take cheap shower haths under the spouts of the water carts; young la les subsist entirely on ice and wafers; and fussy people give you their word they never exper enced anything like the heat in the whole eourse of their life. Let us, by way of contrast, ehange the

eeene for a short time to the plains of Hindostan, and see the | sie gH Saye : a s a success of his operations, he stealthily disengages his right |

kind of life led by some of our expatriated fellow countrymen in that eomp exion-tanning, temper-trying, fever-catching, liver-inflammg, rupee-getting country, daring the hot season.

I will be harlequin on the oceasion. One blow of my magic wand—the prompter sounds his whistle—and hey! presto! having insured our lives, and put on mer dress, we find curselves, towards the sima!! hours of the

o- t ones: our most gi S5a-

| with regular strokes over his head, the fringe within a few |he has hurled at a squeaking musk-rat. He can’t find them.

bungalow is a2? doors—but not a breath of air enters to cool ing centipede or scorpion, he gropes his way to his bath room, his feverish brow; inside and out it is like a furnace; the and shouldering a large chattie, or earthenware vessel, full of thermometer hanging on the wall indicates a temperature con- | water, staggers to the veranda, where he finds the sinning : : swe | sidered in Kogland the maximum of a warm bath. The night punka-puiler—with his back against a pillar, and mechanie- ‘is so still, the slightest sound falls with painful distinctness | ally giving feeble tugs at the rope—not only fast asleep, but ) upon his unwilling ear; the distant and incessant bark of the | trumpeting aloud. | village paria dog; the everlasting beat of the tam-tam, or head and face of the culprit. ‘native drum, indicating some jollities going on in the bazaar ; | he takes a malicious pleasure in watching the contortions of the periodical ery of conscientious chokydars, who, to prevent | the startled native, as, gasping for breath, and his glistening

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jirregular, his dreams are hideous, and he restlessly twists | ness in which he bas been engaged, he throws himself on his

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rapidly getting black in the face—a horrible nightmare op- ) presses him; when all at once he wakes with a snort; he hears | {the most frightful complication of sounds that ever saluted

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inches of hisnose. The doors are wide open—and an Indian |

themselves from going to sleep on their posts, and to strike |

terror into the heart of any one prowling near with felonious | and with clasped hands implores his “ lordship,” his “ father,”

With bare feet, and at the risk of stepping upon a promeuad-

{Te dashes a volume of water over the It is bright moonlight; and

teeth chattering with terror, he throws himself on his knees,

intentions, continually shout through the night the warning, | the “ protector of the poor””—meaning Griffin —not to drown |

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“ Hhubada-a-a-a-r,” or “Take care;” the muttered conver- sation and suppressed laughter of the grass eutters in the

him utterly, His lordship cont-nts himself with an indignant kick, which hurts the unslippered foot of the protector of the|

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an omelet of any brains he may happen to have under his hat ; his horse and himself looking as if they had just stepped out of a vapour bath.

On arriving at his ene which he finds carefilly shut up, with a view of excluding the already heated atmosphere, and keeping in as much of the cool air as possible—he shouts for mangoes,

A basketful is brought; and sitting down in the veranda with a large basin of water before him, his jacket off, and shirt sleeves tucked up to the elbows, he luxuriates in the delicious fruit, till his face and hands are covered with streams of their thick yellow juice. Having emptied the basket, he enters his bungalow, where he finds Tom, the barber, awaiting him. This necessary functionary—tor not even the private soldiers shave themselves in India—commences retailing little scraps of gossip, after the manner of barbers, whether in Bengal or

compound, who never appear to go to sleep, but squat all} poor much more than the bony frame of the coolie, who, how-| Bond Street; and having invested master with a towel, pro- night round a blazing fire, cooking jupatties, or wheaten cakes, | ever, out of compliment to his master, thinks it necessary to | ceeds to lather his face very gingerly, knowing from expcrience

and smoking their hebble-babbles, the gugyle-guggle of which | tortures to madness his distracted tympanum—these, and a | dozen other sounds, insiguificant in themselves, but magnified | by the stillness of the air and his longing for sleep, wring |

from the dissolving victim groans of wretcheduess, and assume | just to kill the animaleula—an excuse current in India, the lan importance in his feverish imagination which drives him | amount of alcohol necessary for the operation varying accord-

almost frantic, till at last, worn out with fatigue, he sinks | into a sort of appoplectic doze. His breathing is thick and }

himself round, till his feet are on the pillow and his head over |

' . : fhe | the side of the bed. In this uncomfortable position, he i8 | '

mortal ears, as if ten thousand screeching imps had been let | loose, mixed with the shrieks of women and cries of children | —at one moment close to the house, the next miles away, | and searcely audible; now ia full and unearthly chorus of}

iaughing, erying, moaning, howling,

|then getting lower and lower, and subsiding at last into a|

lerack on the head from the undulating pnuka, which

sue Ts ~ ¥tG ‘ melancholy wail, only to burst out again with redoubled vigour | nd iatensity. Half choked, he starts up and gets a smart tho-

'ceptibly cooler, and the “cold pig” has had a most enlivening

writhe as if suffering excrutiating agony; and with a threat of cutting off the offender's pay, if he is ever caught napping again, the jaded ensign has recourse to another tumbler of iced water, which he qualifies this time with a dash of brandy,

ing to the taste of the imbiber.

that his customer is apt to be slightly irritable at this time of the day; and should the most homoeopathic particle of soap get into master’s nose or mouth, that a sudden coutraction of master’s right leg would send him flying to the other end of the room.

‘Tom then produces a razor from a collection of two or three dozen, which he keeps in a towel slung over his shoulder ; and

Glowing with satisfaction and heat, from the judicial busi-| having stropped it on his Mecchi--namely, the palm of his

mat, and again essays to propitiate the drowsy god. He is successful at last; the air, as the morning approaches, is per-

effect upon the punka-wallab, In five minutes Griffin is in a deep sleep that would require whole armies of mosquitoes to rouse him from; they might fly away with him, if they choose, without his knowing anything about it. But alas for the transitory nature of human happiness !—he has not en-

hand—seizes the protector of the poor by the nose, which indignity his highness is compelled to submit to as a neces- sary evil; and by half a dozen skilful scrapes leaves him shaven and shorn—carrying away with him his lordship’s beard on his bare arm, where it is plastered in ridges together with those of other sahibs operated upon in the course of the morning.

Tom haying retired with a deep salam—to the ensign’s great relief, for the barber's partiality for garlic is painfully- apparent—the sahib, with the assistance of his bearer, lan-

joyed the Jong-wished-for repose more than an hour, when

booming and echoing all over the station. Griffin, neverthe- less, doesn’t stir, and the air resounds with the rattling of drums, the squcuking of fifes, and the clangor of trumpets and bugles, making encugh noise to wake the seven sleepers, but

shrieking, and whooping; | baug goes the morning gun, shaking the whole house, andj guidly divests himself of his reeking garments, and with

| feeble steps totters to his bath-room. | ‘This is a small department generally enclosed from the

esters with a plastered floor, and furnished with a tub of ‘gigantic dimensions. Ranged round the room stand a dogen

roughly rouses him to the fact, that the horrible yells he has | uot Griffin, who, happily unconscious of the uproar, remains | chutties, made of porous red earth, holding about two gallons,

} . on ? an a - " e . } till now associated with his dreams are caused only by a pack | of jackals on A scavengering expedition, Disgusted beyond measure at the occurrence, he seeks con- |

solution in his ice-tub, and tosses off a tamler of deticiously | cold water, which communicates a kind of electrie shock to |

|his parboiled anatomy; he could drink a gallon, but aust |

he will go to sleep, in spite of jac

economise the precious liquid.

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The ice piis are opened only

’ and the greatest amount, of care and | flannel will hardly make his share last the twenty-four hours. Curefully closing his treasure, he lights a cheroot by way of | sedative, and takes a stroll in his compound, The moon is | shining with a brillianey only seen in tropical skies; but the | beauty of the night has no charm for him—nhe preiers comfort, | which is to be found nowhere but under the punka, He soon returps, aod t)rowing himself on his bed, manfully dckocuteaph

‘ % kals, chokydars, tam-tams, |

' aud hubble-bubbles!

lof the mosquito; he knows his tiny enemy, and prepares ‘annihilate him.

He partially succeeds. His cheroot gradually goes out, | and finally drops from his mouth; he is on the point of failing | ff into a delicious nap, when whirr! whirr! wairr! a sharp, ‘lear, and continuous buzz close to his ear; it is the trumpet | to} Breathless with anxiety, and “ profoundly

|iumpressed,” as the French say, with the conviction that the |

enjoyment of his night’s rest depends very mach upon the |

arm, raises it gently with extended hand, and waits his op-| portunity. The whit? ceases; his diminutive foe has settled

}on his cheek, and is about to plunge his proboscis up to the

mormng the best time to travel in the tropics—in the |

middle of the station of Burragurrumpore, having beaten the overland mail by five weeks,

not that they lessen the heat much, they only change its character; the air, fiom being dry and dusty, becomes moist aud sieamy—you live in a vapor-bath instead of a limekiln ; and between Barragurrumpore and the lower regions, in point of heat, the natives themselves say there is only a sheet of brown paper.

The moon has just risen, and we can sec, dotted about, the houses of the English residents. looking very snug and cou- fortable in the sabduel lights. Which shall we enter? Not belongs to the commissioner, who gets 5000 rupees a month, and is, of course, supplied with every laxury and appliauce that can lessen the heat, and render the life of the burra sihib, or great man, endurable. Rather let us choose the smal! cutcha-built one, standing in the perfectly hare com-

hilt in what be considers a nice juicy spot. “ Now I've got him!” The sufferer’s hand is poised for a moment over the unconscious little glutton, and then descends like lightning— smack! Our hero has dealt himse!f a severe facer; but he | cares not for the tingle; he has smashed his tormentor —at |

least he thinks go; and with a light heart he turns over, and |

iwhirr !

— Bos ‘ ‘ }again composes himself to sleep. it is the beginning of June, before the rains have set in— | i f

Unhappy mortal! He is) gradually droppitig off, going by easy stages into the land of! dreams; he is already past the half way house, when whirr ! |

woirr! “ What, again!—not smashed!” This time | his pitiless little assailant selects his nose as a likely diggin, | and forthwith inserts his pick. Again the arm is raised—}

jagain the hand descends, inflicting serious damage on the |

olfactory organ, and once more the martyr exultingly sets out | for the land of Nod. He has scarcely obtained that unsatis- | factory modicum of repose vaguely designated “ forty winks,”’ |

' : : 'when whirr! whirr! again announces the hostile approach of | the large pucka-buil:t bungalow in the splendid garden ; that | e Pt

his insatiable tormentor, or another equally vindictive. It} is in vain to cope with an enemy that bears a charmed life; |

wrapt in a slumber that-Jullien’s band, playing the Row)

Polka in his bedroom, would not break.

It requires the accustomed low, monotonous voice of his begrer, who, dressed in white, glides in like a ghost, and standing motionless at the side of the bed, commences in e deep sepulchral tone with “Sabib.” No reply. “ Salih.” A grunt is the only answer.

Bearer (in an awful voice.) Sa-heeb!

Griffin (searcely audible.) All right.

B. The gua has fired, your lordship!

G. (with an jmoatient twist.) Oh! (A peuse, during which the bearer draws on one of his master’s sucks; he then makes another attempt.)

B, Sahib. (The sahib doesn’t stir.)

B. (in a plaintive voice.) My lord!

G. (incoherently.) If you don’t hold your tongue, I'l] panch your head,

B. (unmoved.) The gun has fired, protector of the poor ! (The protector sleenily judulges in some untranslatable Hin- dostanee abuse.) Hunter a khidimutgar, carrying a cup of tea, with a “top” of foam from the fresh goat’s milk.

Khidmutgar (at one side of the bed.) My lord, [ have

, brought your tea.

G. (turning away.) Very good.

B. (at the ether side.) Your lordship’s tea is brought.

G. (turning back again, and digging his fuee into the pil- low) Oh! take it away, and don’t bother. (The khidimutyar places tea on table, aud retires, and the bearer puts on the other sock; he ihen returns to the eharge.)

B. (iv an injured tone.) Sahib,

(. (with one eye open.) Yes, yes, I know (impatiently.)

B. (knowing he has the best of the argument, as his master must go to parade.) Your !ordship’s horse is at the door,

This isa clencher. After many gruats and growls, inter- spersed with uncourteous reflections on the bearer’s pedigree, Griffin wakes with parched throat and throbbing brow, and by the time he is thoroughly restored to cousciousuess, finds himself already half dressed under the clever bands of his noiseless domestic. He finishes his hasty toilet, swallows the tea, and, jaded and unrefreshed, mounts his horse and gallops off to parade, meeting on the road most of his acquaintances, wale and female, on horseback or in carriages; the men on duty like himself; the ladies taking advantage of the only cool part of the day to get a little fresh air and exercise.

Although it is scarcely light when he arrives, the men have fallen in; and giving his horse to his syce, who has kept up with him, a!though he galloped the whole way, and his bun- galow is a mile off, he sneaks round the rear of the regiment

‘and, as a last and desperate resource, our long suflering sub | to prevent Colonel Ramrod or Adjutant Pipeclay from dis-

pound,t the property of Raboo Chuckerbutty Bux, but let |

for the time being, and in consideration of the very irregular payment of thirty rupees per month, to Ensign Go-ahead Griffin, of the Seringapatam Slashers; and we will give him

the honour of our society for twenty-four hours we are going |

to spend together in the Company’s dominions.

There is no Mrs. Griffin, so we will walk in without cere- mony. After stumbling over a bundle of clothes in the veranda, which grunts on being trod on, and turns out to be the chokydar, or watchman, refreshing himself with a nap, we enter the bungalow. room, we fiad ourselves ina sleeping apartment, which is Without a scrap of farniture excepting a bedstead—the legs ot which stand in eartheuware pans of water, to prevent

seizes his hitherto discarded sheet, and, at the risk of suffo-| cation, buries his head and face in its protecting folds.

Only those who have suffered, like Griffin, from similar | attacks on a seething night—when a month’s pay would wil-| fingly be given for an hour’s sleep, if that precious commodity | were saleable—can enter into his feelings under the trying circumstances. Exhausted nature at last gives in; overcome | with fatigue, he falls into a sound sleep, only, however, to_

‘awake soon after to a dreamy consciousness of intolerable heat. |

Passing through a large sitting |

foraging excursions on the part of crawling and venemous | sects —— and a small table near it, on which are placed a}

bottle of brandy, a tambler, and a cheroot box. On the mattress there is a cool Calcutta mat; and on the mat, dressed in a shirt, and loose Turkish trousers, made of Delhi

bilk, our young friend is extended, panting with heat, and |

tossing aud turning in vain attempts to sleep.

hte bus lately returned from mess; and his bearer, having divested bis weary and passive limbs of his regimentals, and clothed him in the night dress above hinted at, has retired to the veranda, where, curled up Jike a dog on the floor, he is tleeping caluly and placidly. Not so his master. The heat 1s stifling, and would be unbearable, but for the comparatively coo! carrent of air eaused by the punka—au enormous fan, suspended by ropes. from books in the ceiling, aud swinging

* A@ Grifid™ th Wadia is a néw comer. uenie pucka-built bungalow is made of properly butnt bricks; a cutcha- it one only of squares Of thud, dried ia the ean. The term pucka brick apphed to an individtal, agit often is, requires no explanation. + Tue enclogure in which the bungalow stands.

eausing a grateful diminution of temperature.

justice animates Mr. Griffin.

. * . } He is a perfect bath; the cause is soon explained—the hage | fan above him is seareely stirring ‘“ Pull the punka!” he)

covering that heis late. The latter sharp-sighted functionary has had his eye upon him, however ; and having received from the former a severe “ wigging,” as a military reprimand is

irreverently termed by young gentlemen with their organ of

veneration imperfectly developed, the weary sub listlessly strolls through the ranks after his captain; with eyes feeling red hot in their sockets, inspects the arms and accoutrements ; mechanically “ tells off’ the company, and falls into his place like an automaton; an ensign’s place, when he has not to stagger under a heavy colour, being usually in rear of the

men, where his toes are trod on, his shins ** barked,” and where |

in which the water has stood a!l night, and which the process of evaporation has rendered comparatively cool, as the punka- wallah, when he got the dacking, could testify.

In the last staye of debility and bad temper, Griffin with difficulty raises a chattie in both hands above his head; he inverts it. “a! ha! cured in an instant!” The water dashes over his splitting head and feverish body ; he isa new creature. Another and another follows, till the whole dozen are emptied; he gasps with delight, and then tumbles into his tu, dashing and splashing the water about in pure enjoymert, and puffing and blowing like a grampus, till in about ten minutes he emerges, all pink and smoking, a happy man, and a triumphant demonstration of the excellencies of the cold water system. At peace with all the world, he subsides into a chair under the punka, and surrenders himself, an amiable doll, into the hands of his bearer, who, with the aid of rough towels, rubs him into a pleasant glow, dries his feet, pulls on his socks—in fact, completes his not very e! borate toilet, with the exception of a few finishing touches, which he adds himself. In most ethereal -attire, and with a feeling almost amounting to energy, he manfully walks to his sitting-room, and sets to work to study Hindostance with his moonshee, or native professor. Afier an hour's “ grind,” he dismisses his fat friead, who departs, aud bestows his agreeible society on some other aspiring sub, ambitious of the hovour of writing P. H. (Passed in Hindostanee) after his name, without which magical letters no staff appointment can be obtained. Our ensign then sits down under the punka to a plentiful break- fast, consisting of curry, omelet, fish, vice, eggs, jam, and bottled beer. What with the bath and [indostanee, he is positively hungry; and when, afier he has done full justice to his kurreem bux’s cookery, he lolls back in his arm chair, watchjag the smoke of his cheroot curling up over his head, he feels comparatively cool and comfortable, although the atinosphere is that of an iron foundry.

By degrees, however, the refreshing effects of the bath, breakfast, and “ bacey,” begin to give way to the increasing heat of the day; langour gradually steals over his frame; drawing is too laborious, writing makes his head ache, and, as a last resource, he throws himself on a sofa, and tries to read—a work of difficulty in the darkened room, As a mat- ter of course, he fulls asleep, and wakes unfreshed and feverish ; he wanders restlessly about the house, and, for a change, goes into the veranda, where he superintends his dhurzee, or native Buckmaster, darning his stocking, sewing buttons on his shirts, or artistically imitating a pair of London made pantaloons.

Everything out of doors looks red hot, and there is that | peculiar wavy appearance in the air that is seen at the mouth ‘ofa furnace. Brahminee kites and Egyptian vultures glide lazily about, apparently without the energy to give a single flap to their great wings, occasionally makiag a languid swoop, and audaciously carrying off a bone or piece of bread from under the very nose of its indignant proprietor dining in the compound. Melancholy adjutants mope on one leg, with their heads buried in their breasts, looking the concentrated essence of prostration and misery; and many paria-dogs lie panting in the dust, their frothy tonzues and bloodshot eyes causing an involuntary shudder at the thought that they must be already suffering from incipient hydrophobia.

The only things at all lively are the ants, as big as beetles,

shouts to the nodding native in the veranda, whose duty it is he is prodded with bayonets by awkward privates, and inva-| that swarm in such myriads on the erucked and blistered to crea'e an artificially cool atmosphere in the room, by the riably “ pitched into” by the colonel when a mistake is made, ‘ground, that it is impossible to walk a yard without crushing means of a rope working through a hole in the wall of the|and that dignitory is not sure whose fault it is. Captains dozens; lizards, that glide with ceaseless activity over walla apartinent —“ Pull the punka, you sleepy son of an owl!” are soon ordered to * fall out,” and the regimeut is handed so hot you cannot keep your hand upon them ; and troops of

The machine makes a frantic dash, and for a minute or two a small gale is blowing over our friend’s head, soon, however, | to moderate, and then subside into another suffocating calm.

over to the adjutant, who remorselessly trots it about on a hot and dusty plain, till the sun gets too powerful. Griffiu has then to attead a kind of military jail-delivery,

pretty little tabby squirrels, that play about in the shade of ‘the mango-trees. Everything else apppears to have succumbed to the intense heat, and to be indulging in a general siesta.

«Will you pull the punka,” he roars out in Hindostanee, | called “ orderly-room,” and to sit ou a court martial for the, Even the crows, usually so liveiy and impudent, sit gasping

viciously shying a boot in the direction of the drowsy coolie, “you lazy, good-for-nothing black pig?’ Another violent squall takes place; the punka works. with a swing that threatens to bring the whole apparatus down about his ears, | But the pace is too good to last; the vibrations again become feeble aud irregular, varied occasionally with a spasmodic jerk, as the nodding coolie finds he is falling off his stool, and brings him- self up by the rope, only making the suceceding lul! more unbearable. At last the motion ceases altogether. Human patience is limited, especiaily in’ India.” A servant who is paid to keep awake, and goes to sleep in the execution ot his duty, is guilty of a gross breach of contract—to say nothing of ei presutpption in doing with ease what his master has been so long wusuccessiully attempting. A stern sense of Grinding his teeth, he gets off

| his bed and fumbles for his slippers, which some time before

trial of a soldier who has been found asleep on his post, with the feeling that all he requires to make him happy is a wink under the table and go to sleep himself.

Having got through his “day's work” by about 8 o'clock,

our sub mounts his horse, and, under the rays of a scorching

sun-—to protect himself from which he bas several yards o! | white linen wound round his forage-cap—starts homewards, | paying a visit‘on his way to the shop of Rummeejee Ber- meebhoy, the Parsee merchant, where, after spending half an

hour i palling about that respectable trader’s wonderfully miscellaneous stock, which comprises everything from pickled salmon toa grand piano, be eventually buys a warming-pan, or something equally uscless, and swallows a glass of curacoa and soda water, which the polite fire-worshipper presses upon him in the most cordial manner, not forgetting, however, to charge for his hospitality iu the bill.

Griffin then gallops home through a sun hot enough to make

in long rows on the walls, incapable of motion, with their beaks wide open, aud a helpless, idiotic expression on their generally wide awake countenances.

Nearly scorebed, Griflia goes in-doors, and, the twelve o'clock gun having fired, proceeds, wautically speaking, to “ splice te main brace ”—a figurative mode of deseribiug a simple operation, which consists in skilfully combining one- third of brandy with two of water, and drinking it. | Pired of his own society, which be finds excessively stupid, Griffin orders his buggy, and determines to brave both sun and heat in search of a little excitement. Dvessed in a highly starched white jacket, and continu tions of the sume ‘colour and equal consistency, which give bm a square, Mus tucmatical appearance, he drives to the bungalow of a niarried acquaintance. He is received at the entrance by 2 servant, who informs him with a salam that the ‘doors aru staat,’ which weans that the “ mem sabib,” os iad) ui

lug UWuuse,