PERSEVERANCE. 
there happened to be, in various quarters, some little 
accounts left unsettled Mr, Sandy had been liberal 
in ordering supplies as small presents to his manager ; 
the accounts for these were sent in to the latter, who 
had to pay them, as the storekeepers declared they 
would never have trusted him, unless they had re- 
ceived the recommendation of the manager. 
To is general description of Mr. Alexander Sandy 
is all perfectly true, everything except the name, which 
of course is fictitious. It, however, by no means is 
intended to imply that this was the general character 
of assistants in those times. His case was an excep- 
tional one, and is merely given as an instance of what 
could be and was tolerated then, as compared with what 
would be now. This brief and somewhat amusing 
sketch is not without its moral lesson to the junior 
members of “the service.” It any of these feel that 
they have little or no interest in their work that they 
perform, or attempt to perform their duties merely 
out of a sense of duty, that their heart is not in it, 
but on the contrary has a leaning towards bird stuff- 
ing or any other stuff, or stuffing ; if, when the pen is 
in their hand, for the purpose of balancing check- 
rolls and drawing out copies of accounts, it almost 
unconsciously wanders into scribbling love sonnets in 
praise of the dusky beauty of “ Minatchi,” or the 
sketching of rude caricatures in which you become so 
engrossed, as to be only aroused from your pleasing 
occupation by the voice of your manager, “ Have you 
not yet got through with those accounts” while you 
have just time to bundle them all in, under the fly- 
leaf of the check-roll, and suddenly become very busy 
in calculation from the ready reckoner ; if — but it 
is needless to go on. Is your heart in your work ? 
After a fair trial, if you find it is not ; that you have 
no patience with those dreadful coolies; that, like 
them, you go out to your work, round the winding 
roads, and are always looking at your watch, thinking 
the day is long, and have as quick an ear for the 
sound of the bell or bugle at four o’clock as the 
laziest coely on your roll, don’t lose any more time, 
<yive it up, and fix upon some more genial occupation, 
for it is with coffee planting as with every other calling, 
there is little chance of obtaining any eminence 
^r success in it, by one whose heart is not in his work. 
It you find that you cannot, do what you will, enter 
with heart and spirit into the calling, don’t be dis- 
couraged, or think that you are wanting in talent. 
It by no means implies, if you have no talent for 
coffee planting, you have none for anything else. 
If is quite a common occurrence in life to make an 
