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As soon as we had seen them en route we made 

 preparations for ascending the Sheveroy Hills, which 

 rise from the plains about five miles to the northward 

 of the town of Salem, and are about six thousand feet 

 above the level of the sea. 



The magistrates, judges, and collectors reside here 

 during the greater part of the year, and we were 

 fortunate enough to be able to engage a furnished 



bungalow belonging to Mr. B , a coffee-planter, 



where we resolved to stay for a few days, as B 



had been ailing, on account of the excessive heat. 



A short time before sunset we began to ascend the 

 ghaut (pass), by a rather steep winding road cut 

 through the jungle, so that it was almost dark by the 

 time we got to the top. The air was delightfully 

 cool, and we appeared to inhale quite a different 

 atmosphere to that we had lately left in the low 

 country. We found a very comfortable bungalow 

 prepared for us, and, being rather tired, we turned in 

 early, and enjoyed a most refreshing night's rest, the 

 first we had had for some time, . as in the very hot 

 weather, unless the "punkah" (fan) is kept going 

 over the bed unceasingly, but little sleep is obtainable 

 one tosses about from side to side all night, and 

 gets up in the morning exhausted, and overcome with 

 lassitude and languor. 



I rose quite a new man the next morning, and, 



finding B still asleep, strolled out into the garden 



M 



