i68 COACHING IN CEYLON 



condemned to the coach for incurable buck- 

 jumping. 



Perhaps I can best give an idea of the 

 way the Ceylon coaches are worked by de- 

 scribing a drive I once had from Kalutara 

 to Galle. It was neither my first nor my 

 last, but has, nevertheless, remained in my 

 memory. Wlien we arrived in the train 

 from Colombo we found the Galle coach 

 waiting at Kalutara Station. Amongst the 

 inside passengers were a couple of English 

 ladies. I had the box seat to myself At 

 this time I was new to Ceylon coaching, and 

 examined all I saw with curiosity. The 

 horses, two grey Indian country-breds, each 

 held by a native, were simply harnessed with 

 collar and traces only, like London 'bus 

 horses. No doubt to protect us from kicks, 

 the leather dashboard was supplemented 



