KANGANIES’ PKESENTS. 
ber of coolies would probably ‘‘take a leaf out of 
his book,” and return to their rooms. “Where igno- 
rance is bliss ” &c., the unconscious master being un- 
der the impression they were hard at work weeding, 
and that he need not be in any hurry, he would just 
take another pipe. Bad in another way, because the 
people never thought of moving out until the master 
presented himself, so that, if he happened to be late, 
or oversleep his usual time, they did not move at all. 
“ Master had not come.” “They never were called.” 
And again, after the roll was called, and a number of 
absentees marked absent, the distribution to the differ- 
ent works arranged, the delinquents would emerge 
from the dark boles, hun iedly washing the hands and 
mouth, and request their names might be put down, 
which was generally done, but the doing of which 
of course required an alteration in the field-book and 
check -roll. 
One day, after work w^as done, Mr. Jimson brought in 
a bullock’s horn: a beautiful horn it was, with a fine round 
curve; he had been admiring it, in the possession of the 
kangani, and that functionary, having a keen eye to busi- 
ness, seeing that the heart of the sinna iicr ai was capti- 
vated by the hoin, and with the inward firm assurance 
that he would ultimately get ten times the value of 
it out of master, the kangani in a mild humble 
manner begged the favor of its acceptance as a present. 
Mr. Jimson was enchanted. What a capital fellow this 
kangani must he ! He had yet to learn what presents 
from k iiiganies meant : he had forgotten his Latin, 
^^Timeo Daiiaos et dona ferentes.” So^Mr.^, Jimson sat 
in the verandah polishing hi d rubbing the horn ; he 
bored a hole at the tip, and began to practice blowing 
on it, until he was quite a proficient in that art. 
How his senior did not at all like tins sort of thing ; 
it disturbed him, bothered him in reading, and doing 
up accounts. But a thought seemed suddenly to strike 
him. “Jimson,” says he, “what a capital thing that 
would he to turn out the coolies of a morning ; it 
would save a deal of trouble ; it would save ns going to 
the lines.” Mr. Jimson brightened up : an idea flashed 
through bis mind that it would save himself an im- 
mensity of botheration, if the coolies would respond 
to the horn : it would save him going to the lines, it 
would give him half an hour longer in bed in the 
morning, it w^ould in fact what w ould it not save 
him? He quickly responded: “eTnst the very thing. 
First rate, and it will do for leaving off work. 
Blow it at four o’clock, it will he heard all over the 
estate.” “Just so,”’ said his senior; “and in order 
that the coolies may he impressed with the dignity due 
to the horn, it is only to he used for the purpose 
