180 THE RAMBODA FALL. 



establishments of the kind, and I was surprised at 

 the superior mode of cultivation to that I had wit- 

 nessed in India, and yet producing a bean barely 

 equal to that of the Wynaad, and much inferior to 

 that of Mysore. 



Beinof anxious to visit Newere Ellia, the sanatorium 

 of Ceylon, about a day's journey from Pusillawa, I' en- 

 gaged a small buggy, leaving my friends to pursue their 

 own object, and started afresh on the following morning. 

 After some hours' hard travelling, I gained the magni- 

 ficent Ramboda Pass (Plate XIX.), sometimes spelled 

 Pangbodde, a narrow gorge closed in by precipitous 

 masses of rock reaching many hundreds of feet into 

 the air, with enormous sheets of water or cataracts 

 tumbling down on either side over crags and well-worn 

 boulders. The mountain scenery now assumed a very 

 grand character, and the greater portion of the route 

 being steep, I preferred walking. At last I reached 

 Newere Ellia, completely tired out. Its position, 6,200 

 feet above the sea level, is picturesque, and the air plea- 

 sant during the day, but cool at night. There is every 

 accommodation for visitors ; good hotels and comfort- 

 able-looking bungalows, but owing to the time of the 

 year the place was nearly empty, and finding no 

 inducement to prolong my stay beyond a day, 

 I started on my return journey before sunrise, and 



