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Coconuts, another great Ceylon industry in the doldrums-chief reason seems to be slaughter of whales. One correspondent in Daily News hysterically asks if anybody knows how long the whale supply of the world will hold out under present slaughter rate-if supply seems able to continue indefinitely will not someone please page immediately the Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, and see if whaling cannot be stopped or impeded? However Ceylon's only hope, coconutwise, seems to be for the civilized world to decide that they prefer, much prefer vegetable fat such as coconut as the base...
...only silver lining-it still pay? and Ceylon produces the best tea in the world. The one thing is to let the world know it. Conservative Ceylon Association in London sits tight on the money bag. refusing the Ceylon Planters' Association's S. O. S. calls to agree to a small cess per pound on tea so that America can be told the virtues and superior merits of Ceylon's famous tea. America is Tea's most promising undeveloped market. . . . GEORGE F. ENOCH...
...tons with a value of $78,000,000. Brazil seemed entering a new era of prosperity; great public works were begun. But never again was 1912 equalled in Brazil. For in 1876 an Englishman, Sir Henry Wickham, had taken some rubber seeds to London, thence sent them to Ceylon. And by 1900 the Far East had exported four tons of rubber; in 1910, 8,000 tons. In 1913 the Far East, producing rubber on plantations, exported more than Brazil. Since then increased competition and lower rubber prices have practically annihilated Brazilian rubber...
...Ceylon sunbeams beat wickedly last week on the high silk topper of Australia's arch-protectionist Prime Minister, James Henry Scullin, the Laborite who has ringed his Dominion with both a tariff wall and a barbed wire circle of embargoes (TIME, July...
...Scullin was in Ceylon en route to the Imperial Conference at London. While his ship coaled in teeming Colombo he decided to brave the sunbeams, see the town. Cheerfully he advanced down the quay escorted by punctilious officials (Ceylon is British) then suddenly turned ashen pale, tottered, collapsed in a sprawling faint...