The village had only been formed about ten years, and was quite as neat as those I had passed through, and much more picturesque.

It is placed on a small level spot, from which there is an abrupt wooded descent down to the beautiful lake of Tondano, with volcanic mountains beyond.

On one side is a ravine, and beyond it a fine mountainous and wooded country.
Near the village are the coffee plantations.

The trees are planted in rows, and are kept topped to about seven feet high.

This causes the lateral branches to grow very strong, so that some of the trees become perfect hemispheres, loaded with fruit from top to bottom, and producing from ten to twenty pounds each of cleaned coffee annually.