drifting down the river, as one is prone to do now, after the day's work is done.
Save for the coming of the Coringhi fisherman on the river, the Coringhi coolie in the village, and the Chinaman, who trades in liquor and opium and European goods, our own presence here for half a century has made little apparent change. The people go about their avocations much as they do in Upper Burma, the village headman still wears silk, and has not forgotten his manners ; nor the village girl her native independence.
And yet, what change has come, is ominous, for half a century's growth. The fish in the river a Coringhi perquisite, the steam launch that navigates its waters owned by a Surati, the sampans driven by Chittagonian Musulmans, the larger trade in the hands of the ChinamanaI wonder what it will come to in the end ! I hope that it will not finally oust the people of the soil ; for the world will be poorer for the passing of the Burmese race.