x84 —_ the Indian cottage, a tale. | Oct. 26 
THE INDIAN COTTAGE, 
A TALE. 
Continued from page 152, and concluded. 
ArTeER this conversation, the paria took leave of his guest, and left 
him to his repose, retiring with his wife and his child’s cradle into a 
little adjoining apartment. 
Next morning the doctor was early awaked by the singing of birds, 
having their nests in the branches of the Indian fig, and by the voice 
of the paria and his spouse repeating together their morning prayer. 
' He arose, and was much vexed when upon the paria and his wife 
opening their door to with him good morning, he saw that they had 
no other beds in the hut, except the conjugal couch; and that they had 
sat up all night to yield it to him. After they had saluted him, 
they made haste to get ready his breaktast; mean time he took a 
turn in the garden. He found it, as well as ‘the hut, enciycled with 
arches of the Indian fig, interlaced in such a manner that they formed 
‘a hedge impervious even to the eye. He perceived only above their 
foliage the surface of the red rocks, which formed the vale, all around 
him. From these descended a little spring, which watered this little 
garden, planted without any regular plan. One saw there intermixed 
mangoustans, oranges, cocoa trees, and other vegetables, all loaded with 
fruits ‘or flowers: even their trunks were covered with them. The 
betel twined around the arched palm, the pepper around the man- 
goustan. The air was perfumed with their fragrant sweets. Tho’ 
most of the trees were still in the fhade, the first rays of the morning 
already fhone upon theirtops. One saw there colibris sparkling as rubies 
and topazes, while the Bengal birds and those of the Sema Soule, and 
five hundred other voices, conce aled under the dewy’ leaves on their 
nests, formed a delightful concert. 
The doctor was walking under these charming fhades undisturbed: 
by thoughts suggested either by learning or ambition, when the pa. 
ria came to afk him into breakfast. ‘ Your garden is a paradise, said 
the doctor ; I find no fault with it except its smallextent. Were lin 
your place, I would add a bowling green and extend it farther into 
the forest.” ‘‘ Sir,replied the paria, the lefs ground one occupies, he 
easier he is concealed; a leaf is enough for a nest to the fly bird.” 
Saying these words they entered the cottage, where they found in a 
