Dewey County advocate. [volume] (Timber Lake, S.D.) 1910-1913, 1912-06-14

morning, his cOcOanuL-O1leu
skin shining like FURNISHED
metal, eyes aglow with readi-
ness, hair done up behind like wom-
ans. He was young coolie, 1.-THE
and strong. Master ready?" Yes,
Jack" "Sir, no. John. Jack all same
'Yakka' imp)." Yes, john" "Sir,
thank you. Master very good mas
ter"
Out we go on the long white road be-
tween sea and jungle, the flexible
spine of my human steed bending with
each giant stride, and myriad silver
ed specks OF. damp starting out on his
dusky skin. The stately palms are still
as dollhouse vines, the sea is a sheet
Of glass, sun-emblazoned, a menace to
the eye. open out my big white um-
brella, and my coolie at once adjusts
his swinging step to the changed bal
ance of the little man cart. Others
rickshas, their hoods up, are rolling
on ahead; we come up in their rear,
and other naked-footed runners pad
up behind us and join the human
stream. Johns back is soon a score
of running rills; but except sometimes
to lift hand from his shafts to wipe
his dripping face with the fringe Of
mis- head cloth, he does not heed,
Suddenly the leader of the long pro-
cession pulls up to brush his strag.
Cling hair from his eyes, and we are
In danger of series Of collisions
But the alert following swerves rapid.
~, and IN second we are newly led
troop. and the delayed rickasha man.
unless he make special efforts, which
may provoke rivalrous sprinting, must
hang on to our rear.
Through Crowded Streets.
Now we come to the Pettah, and nv
oolie breaks away from the main BODY
and darts into that strange human and
animal medley which throngs the ma.
tive business quarter. 'Mahata! Ma.
hata!" master! mastery he cries.
as If to say, Give place there!" INA.
hata! Mahata!" answering voices cry,
and some of the lower caste coolies
almost naked, scurry from before us.
endangering the baskets of freshly
gathered hill-grown tea which thew hal.
ance on their heads. But the bullock
drivers are OF different tempera.
ment. Their cultural cries as thew sit
on the front of their tented carts and
poke with naked foot and little stick
and twist the tails of their giant horn.
ed, numbering beasts, almost drown
my coolies voice. "Hyak! Hyak," tbav
rumble loudly; but the hayward hui.
locks scarcely respond, and from time
to time the street is completely block,
ed. Portly native merchants tai, AZ.
CHAN money lenders and sellers -,
betelnut and other Indian sn;cos
thread their way through the crowd
and sometimes my vehicles shafts
are seized by an insignificant SinbaI.
csc policeman, and John is forcih,v
shouldered through a widening on.n
ing. Presently he is prancing IN.
daunted again through the outskirts ~
the locality and into the town I'm
with his breast heaving like the sidas
of blown animal. he sets me down
at my office doorway.
Indefatigable John! He cou,d r,,.
for an hour beneath a zenith sun with
out changing his stride. somet;rnas
during the ascent Of hill might tai
him not to hurry. Always he ren,,o".
"Sir. yes. liking quickly run" "Evsr.
day quick, soon de-" would answa.
for 1t Is said that the average Tnd,on
ricksha coolie either runs himso,s -
death or retires in ten years "s,r
no; running quickly, making n,entn
money; byemby buying one. two thrs,
cocoanut tree. marry one girl" 90 -
Yes SIR" you thinking Won str"
all same bullock" I asked. "Mas.a.
no; bullock no good, he Law" 3D..
only bad white man making coo1,e n r,..'
too fast" Yes sir. Plenty bad Witt
man, SIR" And he would spring Alert a.e
" ahead and set me down at nv 49,.
fanation. and. salaaming, retire to tn,