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had all been accustomed to regard the darogaJi or 

 keeper as their ma-bap (father and mother). He 

 treated them kindly, and they did his bidding. My 

 friend Dr. Warburton, looked after their general health, 

 and saw that they were properly fed. They had no 

 insatiable viahajnn (money-lender) or scolding wife to 

 bother them, so could not understand the motive the 

 young soldier had for quitting their society. 



The strong love of kindred and home possessed 

 by natives of India has solved the poor law question 

 in that country, and also renders escapes from prison 

 of rare occurrence. I knew a doctor who was the 

 governor of a native gaol, the inmates of which were 

 always distinguished by their exemplary conduct. On 

 one occasion, not being able to sleep, he got up very 

 early in the morning and went for a ride. By chance 

 he happened to pass by his gaol, when, to his surprise, 

 he saw a number of men sitting outside the gate, which 

 was locked. He asked them who they were .'' " We 

 are prisoners," they replied, "and wc arc waiting for 

 the darogali to get up and let us in." It turned out 

 that this worthy official used to allow the men under 

 his charge who had houses in the town close b\-, to go 

 home at night and sleep in the bosom of their families. 



