NEW PLANS'. 
®©e, you are «>n lionoar, and out at mu-ster sharp 
six to-morrow morning.” ’My word for it, won’t they 
do it ! You will find thenj all ready waiting for you 
you will be fain to run without your second cup of 
coffee, in case the coolies sheuld look reproachfully,, 
which, as plain as possible, says, ‘‘^We are waiting - 
keep up to* the mark,” and beware in time of any 
tendency to a relapse, of which there is always a 
likelihood and tendency. The writer has often had 
some ‘‘disagreeables” with his neighbours on account 
of letting his men ©if “so soon,” hut then they never 
said anything about when they turned out in the 
morning : they did not see that,. Where could they 
be ? 
One proprietor, whose name was Mr. Perean, was^ 
alw’ays cutting about the country, visiting his friends, 
and on his return was generally quite full of some 
new plan or project which he had seen somewhere, 
or which some one had told him. One day, very 
close upon crop, and with his new pulping-honse not 
nearly ready, he calls his superintendent, saying, “Mr, 
Meek, you had better stop all that work. iViake out 
the carpenter’s’ and sav/yers’ accounts, and discharge- 
them, I have discovered a new method of pulping, 
which does away with the necessity for pulping-houses 
and pulpers ! ” Mr. Meek represented that the new 
plan had better be tried before this rash step w^as 
taken, as, if the artificers were once paid off, it would 
be a difEcult job getting them back again, should 
their services be required. But Mr. Perean declared 
there could be no difficulty in the matter,, unless 
Mr. Meek created them himself, but, as he was such 
a slow fellow j he would hirmoux him. So at morm 
ing muster Wr. Perean, much to the astonishment of 
all the coolies, was present ; in fact the majority of 
the people felt rather alarmed, as such an unusual 
occurrence could bode them no good ; they expected 
nothing less than a regular methodical beating all 
round. 
Sacks and kutti sacks were ordered to be all thrown 
down on a heap on the barbecue, and in their place 
were issued baskets, just the usual sort in use for 
transporting manure. The coolies looked at each other 
with very grave countenances, quite at a loss to 
understand what “ was up,” but with true cooiy 
f oliteness preserved their gravity, and said nothing, 
f European labourers had occupied their place, one 
would have winked to the other, thrust his tongue 
in his cheek, or in a rude independent sort of way 
exclaimed: “What’s up now, master ?” But, what- 
ever a cooiy may think, he is far too polite and 
respectful even to question an order, especially one 
