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A CAT WOULD LIKE THAT PLACE.
countries the white people do seem to run remarkably to pets. Our host in Cawnpore had a fine collection of birds—the finest we saw in a private house in India. And in Colombo,
Dr. Murray's great compound and commodious bungalow were
well populated with domesticated company from the
woods: frisky little squirrels;
a Ceylon mina walking sociably about the house; a small
green parrot that whistled a
single urgent note of call without motion of its beak; also
chuckled; a monkey in a cage
on the back veranda, and some
more out in the trees; also a
number of beautiful macaws
in the trees; and various and
sundry birds and animals of
breeds not known to me. But
no cat. Yet a cat would have
liked that place.
April 9. Tea-planting is the great business in Ceylon, now. A passenger says it often pays 40 per cent. on the investment. Says there is a boom.
April 10. The sea is a Mediterranean blue; and I believe that that is about the divinest color known to nature.
It is strange and fine—Nature's lavish generosities to her creatures. At least to all of them except man. For those that fly she has provided a home that is nobly spacious—a home which is forty miles deep and envelops the whole globe,
