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IS 170.2
Story of an Emigrant.
drive near the public parks, or at night while attending
parties and receptions, that etiquette compells them to put on
the black dress suit. What strikes the newcomer most oil
his first arrival in India is perhaps the great number of
people that he meets and sees. The cities are veritable bee-hives
of moving crowds of people, and the bazaars, shops, and
dwellings resemble honey-combs, with their many
subdivisions, giving each man or group of men the smallest possible
space.
Sitting in mv comfortable easy chair with my eyes closed,
thinking of the past, I now see a picture of a spot in
Calcutta called "Dalhousie Square," where I loved to walk
in the cool evening shades. I wish I were an artist and could
paint the picture on canvas for my readers; but since I am
not I will try to describe it with the pen. Dalhousie square
is about twice the size of our ordinary city parks; it is laid
out in walks, flower beds and grass plots, and planted with
flowers, shrubs and trees of almost every imaginable kind;
it is a perfect gem of a little park. It is surrounded by
a high iron railing, with gates at the four corners, which are
open in the day time. On one side of the park are the new
government ollice buildings, while the other sides are lined
with ordinary business houses, separated from the park by
wide streets. The principal one of these streets leads from
the viceroy’s palace up to the native part of the city, and is
generally frequented by a great number of fine carriages,
hacks, palanquin bearers, horsemen, and thousands of
pedestrians.
At one corncr is a hack stand, with hacks just like our
own; but instead of our American hackdriver we find the
native Jehu, or coachman, who, while waiting for a
customer, sits perched 011 the seat with his feet drawn up under
his body, engaged with needle and thread in sewing a gar-
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