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arc miles away from the nearest European, and 

 sixteen miles from an English doctor and a 

 chemist's shop. When one is oneself the 

 victim, especially in malarial diseases, one is 

 too ill and too stupefied to care much what may 

 happen, but when it is someone near and dear 

 who is attacked, the perpetual effort to appear 

 calm and cheerful, the constant anxiety and 

 fear of new developments without a doctor at 

 hand, and the strain of deciding, unaided, what 

 is the right course to take, is most trying to 

 bear. When recovery ensues, one's feelings of 

 gratitude and relief are proportionately great, 

 and one quickly forgets the time of stress and 

 anxiety. But I would venture to say that for 

 no amount of salary or kudos, is it worth while 

 venturing into a bad climate ; for many of the 

 planting districts in Ceylon are as healthy as 

 any place in England, indeed more so, for those 

 who have any tendency to delicacy of chest. 



Judging from the remnants of expensive 

 works to be seen in all directions, this, in the 

 old coffee days, must have been a very lucrative 

 property. Amongst other things there are the 

 remains of a vast system of irrigation. Water 

 was led from the river Mahavillagange along 

 a watercourse for a mile or so to a huge turbine 

 by means of which it was forced through miles 

 of iron pipes, to the different parts of the Estate ; 

 the pipes in some places being carried over 



