JQNulLE TAILORS, SERVANTS AND COURTS. 
he suddenly became all animation, rose up, prostrated 
himself in front of “master,” and implored him to 
have pity on an unfortunate man, the victim of foul 
plots, deeply laid, in order to ruin him. He then 
explained that he knew nothing of all this, had 
never put these clothes into the bag. He was an 
innocent man. “ Have mercy on a poor persecuted 
tailor; an enemy has done this, — yes, an enemy,” 
and he looked savagely at the boy. “ Enemy or no,” 
we reply, “ you are caught ; lucky it has so happened 
before paying up your balance, for no balance of 
wages will you receive ; go away, and be thankful 
you have escaped so easily. Had you been taken to 
court, which we have a great mind to do even yet, 
you could have had a sentence of at least three months’ 
imprisonment. Off with you sharp.” So the tailor 
arranged the bag, and went away. A few days after 
this, on coming in from the work, a police constable 
is standing in the verandah, and the tailor crouching 
behind him for protection, seemingly in a very nervous 
state of perturbation. He whispered to the constable, 
“ There he is ; “that’s master, ” upon which the con- 
stable stepped up and served us with a summons 
to appear before the court at Nuwara Eliya, to shew 
cause why we refused to pay to Marikar our just 
debt, for work performed. We looked at the tailor, 
and he must have perceived something terrible in 
the glance, for he made a bolt behind the constable, 
peept'd over his shoulder, and kept saying, “ That ’s 
master, that is he : a very dangerous and terri- 
ble fellow.” The constable was told the whole story, 
but the pith of his reply was, ‘‘ Master or tailor was 
nothing to him, his duty was to serve the summons, 
and in order that there might be no mistake the 
tailor had come also to point out his debtor”; but he 
briefly offered some disinterested and well-meant ad- 
vice, that we had better refrain from assaulting the 
tailor, in his presence, or he would be under the ne- 
cessity of taking us into custody. Hearing this, the 
tailor waxed bold, and said, still keeping behind 
the constable, “ Pay me my wages, my expenses to 
court in procuring the summons, and I will withdraw 
the case.” But we exclaimed, “ You withdraw your- 
self out of this sharp, or in spite of the constable — ” 
and we glanced at a hunting-whip which was hanging 
on a set of elk horns, attached to the verandah post. 
The tailor followed the glance, and when he became 
aware of its object, suddenly disappeared and was 
lost to view round the white trumpet-flower shrub 
The police constable made his salam and departed, 
while their victim remained with the summons in 
bis hand. The day on which’ the case was to be 
