further experiences op MR. STALE, 
^nd bruised, have been of no benefit to any one ; the 
only marks left by me are cuts and bruises on 
my own body, for which I get no compassion, am 
even laughed at! ” Yes, after all, although it was said 
to be all luck and chance, there certainly was method 
in that slow fellow, 
P. D, Millie. 
CHAPTER XLIV, 
MR. stale’s substitute TOR TKE LONG-DESIRED CHIM- 
NEY — THE POSITION OF KITCHEN COOLY — THE BOY AND 
THE COOLY— THE COOLY’S MORNING EXCURSION AND 
OTHER TROUBLES— master’s SHIRTS AND SADDLE— STRANGE 
CONDUCT OF HIS GALLANT STEED— THE WEAKNESS OF 
HUMAN CREATURES— FRIENDS SOMETIMES de twp—^ mFs” 
BETWEEN FRIENDS *. THE BEST WAY OF SETTLING THEM— 
IDLE GOSSIP AND ITS EFFECTS — “ SAVE ME FROM MY 
friends”— SOCIAL JOKING— ADVICE TO THOSE WHO HEAR 
RUMOURS. 
Our readers will remember the chimney smoked very 
much, and Mr. Stale seeing he was in for a bad bar- 
gain, had determined to make the most of it, so 
during the evenings he always had a nice glow from 
a charcoal fire, which smouldered away on the hearth, 
and did not smoke. But the great trouble that beset 
him was in procuring charcoal, for, although there 
was any amount of it within a hundred yards of the 
house, both the timber and ground being completely 
covered with it, the boy never had any time to 
collect and bring it in, and the kitchen coolie was 
always equally busy. It was in vain to protest, and 
give orders ; the boy had always to go to the bazar, 
and the coolie to cut fire-wood, and master knew 
very well, if he carried out his orders with a high 
hand, that the boy would tell him, just at the din- 
ner hour, either that he had no time to prepare din- 
ner, or, that there was no firewood to cook it, the 
kitchen cojlie having had no time to cut any. “For 
master know very well, master had sent him to carry in 
charcoal.” Under this state of affairs, master began to 
consider, he had paid rather a high price for his 
chimney, and he had better let it alone, than have 
such a cauld coal to hlaw at. It was four o’clock 
in the afternoon, and the coolies were all coming down 
from the upper clearing, where they had been filling 
up holes, and planting. There was a large coffee nur- 
sery close by the bungalow, from which the coolie 
pulled up plants, and carried them up to the planting 
field, in baskets, made of bamboo. When they returned 
from their work, in the afternoon, they left the empty 
