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feature in polygamy different from any I have ever heard of — ■ 

 instead of a man having several wives, a woman here has several 

 husbands. We heard of one case where one woman had married 

 a family of six brothers, and it is a very common thing for a 

 woman to have two or more husbands. So it seems that there is 

 one part of the world, at least, where the female sex retaliates 

 upon the doctrine and the disciples of Brigham Young. 



Colombo is a city of considerable size, but it is the slowest and 

 most deliberate place which it has been my fortune to visit. The 

 cab-drivers are asleep two-thirds of the time, and, to match tliem, 

 their horses seem to be all cripples. Still, there is a great deal of 

 business done in Colombo, it being the shipping port for all the 

 great coffee-plantations of the interior, the cinnamon-groves, and 

 most of the cocoa-nut oil and coir-yarn manufactories of the island. 

 As a merchant here said, " Our exports may be all enumerated 

 under the head of C's — coffee, cinnamon, cocoa-nut, and coir," and 

 when we reflect that they all come from Colombo, Ceylon, is it 

 not a remarkable conjunction of C's ? 



COFFEE CULTITEE — COFFEE HT THE EAST AS A BEVERAGE — LONG 



NAMES, ETC., ETC. 



Ceylon coffee has always ranked high as regards quality, pos- 

 sessing a mild flavor somewhat similar to Java. Yet, strange to 

 say, I did not have a good cup of coffee while in Ceylon, nor did 

 the coffee I tasted in Java at aU compare with that which we 

 make in the United States. We frequently hear the quality of 

 the coffee obtained at the railway eating-houses in the United 

 States reviled by Americans ; but at any of the stations along the 

 lines of the New York Ceatral, or the New York and New Haven 

 roads, you can get a cup of coffee which is perfection itself com- 

 pared with that which I found in Java or Ceylon, while the coffee 

 which I have in my own house, when at home, is a nectar, the 

 mere recollection of which in this far-distant country titillates my 

 palate when I think of it. They may talk about the crudeness of 

 American civilization in a gastronomic point of view, but in all 

 my travels, I have never yet found a city, unless it be Yienna, 

 where the quality of this universal beverage at all compares with 



