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GOA AND THE BLUE MOUNTAINS.
CHAPTER II.
new goa.
Early in the morning, rudely roused by curiosity,
we went on deck to inspect the celebrated view of
the Rio de Goa.
The air was soft and fragrant, at the same time
sufficiently cool to be comfortable. A thin mist
rested upon the lower grounds and hovered half
way up the hills, leaving their palm-clad summits
clear to catch the silvery light of dawn. Most beau-
tiful was the hazy tone of colour all around con-
trasted with the painfully vivid tints, and the sharp
outlines of an Indian view seen a few hours after
sunrise. The uniformity of the cocoa-nut groves,
which at first glance appeared monotonous, gra-
dually became tolerable. We could now remark
that they were full of human habitations, and in-
tersected by numbers of diminutive creeks. Close
by lay Panji Panjim, Panjem or New Goa, with its
GOA AND THE BLUE MOUNTAINS.
CHAPTER II.
new goa.
Early in the morning, rudely roused by curiosity,
we went on deck to inspect the celebrated view of
the Rio de Goa.
The air was soft and fragrant, at the same time
sufficiently cool to be comfortable. A thin mist
rested upon the lower grounds and hovered half
way up the hills, leaving their palm-clad summits
clear to catch the silvery light of dawn. Most beau-
tiful was the hazy tone of colour all around con-
trasted with the painfully vivid tints, and the sharp
outlines of an Indian view seen a few hours after
sunrise. The uniformity of the cocoa-nut groves,
which at first glance appeared monotonous, gra-
dually became tolerable. We could now remark
that they were full of human habitations, and in-
tersected by numbers of diminutive creeks. Close
by lay Panji Panjim, Panjem or New Goa, with its