COFFEE AND TOAST. 
for, you are his slave for life. “Very difficult,” Can’t 
do,’’ is only language fit for a coolie, not for a Euro- 
pean, at all events for one born on British soil. Face 
Difficulty, take him by the beard, give him a good 
tussle, and take my word for it, you .will soon see his 
back. He may return, but at him again, he gets 
weaker and weaker after every defeat, until at last 
the giant Difficulty finds that it is no use meddling 
any more with that stubborn fellow, and you have it all 
your own way. “ I will do it ” will accomplish 
most things that are capable of being accomplished, 
ay, and a good many too that the faint-hearted con- 
sider impracticabilities. 
Mr. Pulpem, during the remainder of the evening, 
is in a happy frame of mind, all his troubles are (he 
thinks) over, he goes early to bed, and sleeps soundly, 
rather longer than usual, for, when he gets up, and 
comes out into the sitting-room, without having put 
on his coat, and, shall we mention it, without his 
stockings, or slippers, he finds, contrary to use and 
wont, that he his not to bawl out, “ Boj ! bring 
coffee,” for coffee is on the table, waiting his time. This 
tended to keep up his good humour, for there is nothing 
that tends more to irritate an active planter than when 
he comes forth in the morning, and finds no signs of 
the boy, in fact that he is up before him ; it results 
in the choice of two evils, either to go away without 
his coffee and toast, or to wait until it is ready. So our 
friend pours out his coffee, and his satisfaction con- 
tinues, when he find that it really is hot. 
Mr. Pulpem is drinking his coffee, and completing 
his morning toilet at alternate intervals; having finished 
the latter, he sits down to have another cup, comfort- 
ably, when, on looking up, he sees two store coolies 
in the verandah. The writer, from past painful personal 
experiences, was always prepared for some bad news, 
on seeing store coolies in the verandah, before muster 
time. What brings them there ? Simply to break some 
bad news to master, before he comes out, so that in 
some measure to prepare him, before he personally sees 
it, and has a sudden outbreak on the whole lot, a 
note of preparation ; it breaks the force and sudden- 
ness of the blast, he has in some measure time to 
consider and cool over the bad news, before he reaches 
the store. But perhaps this view does not enter into 
calculation of the store cooly at all ; very likely it 
is just an impulse, an idea under which they always 
act, to run and tell master. After that it takes all 
responsibility off them, and perhaps this latter idea 
has more to do in calling them into promptitude of 
action than anything else ! 
Mr. Pulpem stops drinking hia coffee, and mechanic* 
