There is, however, one cheerful sign in the present-day habits of this most interesting people: through all the toils and vicissitudes of their new and exalted path in life they resolutely keep the pipe aglow, mindful of the wise words of the Ensauki that in the vapour of the fragrant weed is a storehouse of reflection where the fumes of anger are suffered to disperse.
CHAPTER VIII.
STRAY LEAVES FROM THE INDIAN WEED.
The pungent, nose-refreshing weed,
Which, whether pulverised, it gain
A speedy passage to the brain,
Or, whether touched with fire, it rise
In circling eddies to the skies,
Does thought more quicken and refine