" Ah ! " she replied, " flowers very much sweet in Framazugda ! "

The mysterious chain of association had been struck, and vibrated in
every link, responsive to the blow. The delicate perfume had aroused
the slumbering recollections of fair gardens and fragrant bowers, and with
them the thoughts of home and friends — the sacred memories of the
heart. Who could wonder at her tears?

In a moment her smiles returned, and aided by Enphadde she set
about preparing for the evening meal. In these household affairs I care-
fully abstained from offering any assistance, feeling that it was best to
leave to them the only means they had of showing their overflowing
gratitude and respect. The supper over, the remainder of the evening
was passed in conversation and song. Kaloolah sang several simple and
pleasing melodies, accompanying herself with small pieces of reed of dif-
ferent lengths and sizes, that, twirled by the fingers with wonderful rapid-
ity, gave a few low, buzzing notes that harmonized with her voice, and
produced a very agreeable effect. Enphadde had also contrived an in-
strument, consisting of a sounding-board, into which were inserted slips
of reed which were supported by a bridge. The instrument was held by
the left hand, at an angle of inclination sufficient to bring the row of
reeds into a horizontal position, which were then snapped by the fingers
of the right hand with a degree of dexterity that must have required
much practice to attain. The tones were pleasant, and the divisions of
the musical scale perfectly accurate. Both Kaloolah and her brother
evinced the possession of a very fine and accurate ear, and a quick and
tenacious musical memory. Several English airs Kaloolah could repeat
after hearing them once, without missing a note.
