8 WILD LIFE IN NORTH CANARA. 



bearers easily run along with it at five 

 miles an hour. My first night's run in 

 this conveyance brought me all the way 

 to Coondapoor, quite sixty miles north 

 of Man galore, the point from which I 

 started. 



Nothing more beautiful is to be seen 

 anywhere in Europe or Asia than the 

 coast of Canara. Mountain spurs from 

 the main range of the Western Ghauts 

 run down to the coast and sometimes 

 extend far out to sea, wooded to the 

 water's edge, and mapping out broad 

 bays or landlocked coves; in other 

 places they flank the estuaries of navig- 

 able rivers which come winding among 

 the hills from the east, bordered as 

 the valleys open out and admit of culti- 

 vation by plains of brilliant green. All 



