devised, for Tauyasa would eat none of them, knowing that he must die, and caring not to live-for there was bitterness in his heart against the world and all men in it. And upon the day appointed Tauyasa died as he had said, and his body was wrapped in rolls of white masi and mats, and buried, and his spirit went to its own place.

Then it was found how many brothers Tauyasa had, and how many brothers his father and mother had. They all came to his house after the funeral to transact some little matters of business. There was a want of brotherly love at this meeting, for Tauyasa had owned a cutter worth £200, and a cutter cannot be satisfactorily divided among several eldest brothers. There was a horse, too, and a table, and cupboards, and many camphor-wood boxes made in China, and in one of the boxes there were many bottles that would each have cost the vendor fifty pounds in fines had the police known. There was not much said about Tauyasa. It was a sad thing, no doubt, that he was dead, but did not his possessions remain ? At evening it was all settled. The eldest uncle had the house with the glass windows, and the brothers had all the rest only Tauyasa's wife got nothing because she

was a bad woman, and did not love Tauyasa; and besides, she belonged to a different tribe.

And on the Sabbath the lali beat for service, and the same teacher took the pulpit that had come to Tauyasa about his contribution to the vaka-misonari. It was a powerful sermon-all about the wicked and. hell, and such things, and it was none the less powerful that the preacher was mimicking the ravings and the whispers, and the cushion-thumping denunciations, of the district missionary who had taught him. They were all sinners, he summed up-they broke the Commandments every day but there was forgiveness for all there present. Yet, he added in a hoarse whisper, there were some who could never be forgiven. Then with the roar of an angry bull he shouted, “Who shipped China bananas on the Sabbath?" "On the Sabbath," repeated the echo from the other side of the river. "Who shipped China bananas on the Sabbath?" Then in the hushed pause that followed he whispered hoarsely, "Tauyasa! Tauyasa!"

Again he roared, banging the table with his fist, "Where is Tauyasa now? Where is Tauyasa now?"

yasa now" cried the echo. He glared at the village policeman as if expecting him to answer, and lifted

his clenched fist before him, twisting it slowly from side to side, and hissing from behind his teeth, Sa mongimongi tiko e na mbuka wanga. He is squirming in the everlasting fire."

Thus ended Tauyasa, Reformer,-condemned in this world and the next, like his prototypes.

A COOLIE PRINCESS.

WE'RE to have about nine hundred of the Jumna

lot on this plantation. They seem to be an average lot of coolies, seeing that Mauritius and Demarara get first pick-sweepings of the Calcutta jails, with a sprinkling of hillmen from Nepaul. They cost a trifle over twenty pounds a-head to introduce; but I ought not to grumble, as they've thrown the Princess into my batch. Not heard of the Princess? She's a howling swell from Nepaul — nose-rings and bangles from head to foot-husband pretender to the throne of those parts-beheaded, drawn, and quartered for high treason-Princess saved by faithful retainer—just time to clap the contents of the family jewel-case on her body before the lord high executioner called-weeks in the saddle disguised as a man-flung herself upon the mercy of the recruiting agent, and breathlessly

pledged herself to work for ninepence a-day for five years trashing cane beyond the black water. That's her story, and she can show you the jewels and the faithful retainer to prove it."

"And do you think she'll work?"

“Can't say, not knowing much of the ways of princesses; but if she don't, you'll see her in your court under section thirty-four of the Principal Ordinance, which has no proviso for princesses, and then it will be your pleasing duty to make her work."

Then Onslow, the manager, rode off, leaving me to sign warrants for the batch of refractory coolies just sentenced.

In due course the Jumna" batch were towed up the river in a sugar-punt, and turned loose into the new coolie lines. We could hear them at night settling down-a babel of strident voices, dominated at moments by a howling chant, with tom-tom accompaniment. A week later they had built in the verandah of the long building with partitions of empty kerosene and biscuit tins beaten flat. Filthy rags obscured every doorway; naked children were rolling in the sun-baked dust, and besmearing themselves with the fetid mud from the puddles of waste-water thrown out