people go about in a Push-Push, a sort of large perambulator
with an awning, propelled from behind by one or
two natives. The “ Galle ” steamer picked us up on
the following morning, and we had a jolly run back to
Madras, occupying nine hours.
CHAPTER V.
B a n c a x o r f— T h e N e il g h e r r l e s— T h e S t a t e o f M y s o r e— H a s s a n—-
B elttr— L i f e o n a C o f f e e - P l a n t a t io n— F l o r a a n d F a u n a—
T h e S u k a l i G i p s y T r i b e — N a t iv e S a c r i f ic e— C o f f e e H a r v e s t
— T h e B u n d h G h a u t— M a n g a l o r e— .Ta in T e m p l e— B r i t i s h
A d m in i s t r a t io n o f I n d ia .
A nxious to see more of Southern India, and hearing
such glowing accounts of the hilly region of Mysore,
I determined to travel right across by way of Bangalore
and down the western Ghaut to Mangalore, whence
there is a regular steamboat communication with
Ceylon.
After a comfortable night’s journey in a sort of
sleeping car, we reached the Bangalore railway station