was repeated five or six times. I forgot to mention she added a very
minute piece of mace, not enough to make its flavour distinguishable; and
that the coffee-pot must be of tin, and uncovered, or it cannot form a
thick cream on the surface, which it ought to do. After it was taken, for
the last time, from the fire, the cup of water, which had been poured from
it, was returned. It was then carried into the room, without being
disturbed, and instantly poured into the cups, where it retained its rich
cream at the top."

"Thus made, its fragrance filled the room, and nothing could be more
delicious to the palate. So far from its being a long and tedious process,
as it may appear in narrating, old Kamalia allowed herself only two
minutes for each person; so that from the time of her leaving the room to
her return, no more than eight minutes had elapsed."

To interesting sketches we can only add a scene of sea sport off Fort
Rotterdam, at Macassar, an island between Java and Borneo; shaped like a
huge tarantula, a small body, with four disproportionately long legs,
which stretch into the sea in narrow and lengthened peninsulas. The locale
is

_Shark's Bay_.

"My hawk-eyed Arab now pointed out to me a line of dark spots, moving
rapidly in the water, rounding the arm of the sea, and entering the great
bay. At first I thought they were canoes capsized, coming in keel
uppermost; but the Arab declared they were sharks, and said, 'The bay is
called Shark's Bay; and their coming in from the sea is an infallible sign
of bad weather.' A small pocket-telescope convinced me they were large
blue sharks. I counted eight; their fins and sharp backs were out of the