JUNGLE tailors, servants AND COURTS, 
he had engaged to execute, we would send for some 
coolies, and have him forcibly marched off to the 
police station, under a charge of desertion of employ- 
ment and receiving advances of money under false 
pretences. Upon hearing this intimation he retired to 
the cook-house, remaining there for some time, no 
doubt for the purpose of collecting and arranging his 
ideas as to another method of attack, but was no 
more seen during the rest of the day. In the morn- 
ing he came out rather earlier than usual, spread out 
his mat, said nothing at all about his request on the 
previous day, and diligently resumed his work. We 
have heard an old saying that When rogues fall 
out, honest men get their own, or hear the truth, ” 
and this is peculiarly apropos to the native character. 
Whenever one tells any of the evil deeds or delinquencies 
of another, it all proceeds from their having quarrelled, 
for, had they not, it would never have been told. It 
happened that the servant and tailor quarrelled, which, 
as it afterwards appeared, happened in this way. The 
servant was always very attentive to the wants of 
the tailor, always supplying him with food and refresh- 
ments w^henever he asked, such as rice, coffee, bread 
or roti, &c., of course all at master’s expense, who 
was never supposed to know anything at* all about 
it. In return for this very kind, courteous and dis- 
interested treatment, the tailor sat up in the kitchen 
until the small hours in the morning, making clothes 
for the servant. We were certain of it, because some- 
times on getting up and looking out at that time, 
a bright red glow of light was seen emitted from 
the chinks of the kitchen door. Shall we confess it, shall 
we confess and admit, that we have stooped to act 
Paul Pry ” ? Yes, without any compunction, shame, or 
hesitation, and upon the very reasonable plea that it 
is quite fair to fight people with their own weapons, 
the more especially when no others are of any use 
or available. Now, if the tailor chose to sit up the greater 
part of the night making clothes for the servant, we 
had clearly no business at all with this conduct so 
long as he did our work during the day, but just to 
satisfy a very natural curiosity one night, or rather 
morning, during the small hours, we stealthily got up 
and quietly slipped up close to the cook-house door, 
and as the chinks in the door were pretty open, looked 
through them and saw everything. The tailor was sitting 
on his mat, making clothes for the servant ; he was 
burning our oil, using our thread, tape, and lining, 
and we even recognized pieces of remnants of our own 
cloth— large pieces too, and in no inconsiderable quantity, 
which had been reported long ago as bfeing all done,’' 
with which he was lining a coat. The best coffee- 
