14 APRIL 



no one knows if anything was really buried there 

 at all, or whether it is human or animal. It is 

 only a mound, with a few bricks packed round. 

 Some one suggested it was a pony. If so, it surely 

 would not mind having nice peas and tomatoes 

 growing out of its toes, instead of rank tall weeds 

 and untidy jungle ! 



But Jogee says he dare not ; for once a coolie 

 in the garden was disrespectful to the grave, and a 

 "bhoot" sprang out, and knocked him down; 

 whereat he fell ill, and had to go to his country ; 

 and there he died. I remember the coolie asking 

 for leave to go home, but I never knew that was 

 the reason. I thought he had an attack of fever, 

 incurred through swimming about in the pond, 

 trying to catch my ducks. 



They were such stupid things, those ducks ! 

 They never knew when it was bedtime, nor would 

 they ever go home of their own accord, to be locked 

 up in the go-down. To be left where they were 

 would entail a certain end from jackals. So every 

 evening the cook had to go and catch them. 



I was there one day, and thought he seemed 

 rather handicapped all by himself; as every time 



