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compensated for the diminution of beauty. At ten, having gone a 
stage of sixteen miles, I reached Bunt wall, a very large open town, 
with a great number of mud houses. I was met at the entrance by a 
very pleasing man, the Aumil, who conducted me through a very 
long street to his habitation. The front of every house was crowded 
as I passed, and across the street were suspended festoons of white 
cloth. The area of the Aumil 's house had been covered in, so as to 
render it very cool and pleasant. I entered in my palanquin to 
avoid the crowd, and was conducted to an elevated verandah on one 
side, which was covered with white cloth, and had cushions. The 
Aumil himself offered the usual nazur of fruit, and then presented 
to me the chief inhabitants of the town, who each in their turn laid 
cocoa-nuts at my feet ; amongst these I for the first time observed 
some of the variety called Sultanie, from their supposed superior 
merit. They are larger, and their outsides ofa brilliant orange. The 
pine-apples were excellent. The Aumil informed me that Buntwall 
is now very flourishing from being the chief mart of the trade car- 
ried on between Mysore and Canara. I saw myself a great number 
of horses in the street, which were going up to mount the cavalry 
at Madras. The inhabitants are chiefly Brahmins, but of an inferior 
class. 
At eleven I set off on my last stage of seventeen miles to Manga- 
lore. The country was very uneven, though the road was good, being 
a perfect pavement of large stones : every valley w^as cultivated. At 
length, on ascending a steep hill, I had the satisfaction of behold- 
ing the river of Mangalore, a noble expanse of water, and the sea 
beyond it. Here I first found the brick stone, a substance which, 
before it is dug up, is sufficiently soft to be cut into any shape, but 
