72 CAMPS IN THE CARIBBEES. 



crystals of sulphur, lime, and magnesia, and in places 

 was green like chalcedony — a most beautiful minia- 

 ture of some cave I have seen, where stalagmites of 

 every shape were colored by salts of iron. 



Floating in this healing pool, in an element delight- 

 fully warm, I resigned myself to the unalloyed delight 

 that dripping water, tropical plants, and trees, and 

 balmy atmosphere, all contribute to induce. Floating 

 thus in dreamy sensuousness, I wondered vaguely 

 why this free life of the forest, untrammeled by care 

 or desire of gain, could not always exist for me. It 

 was too irksome to even think an answer ; impossible 

 to give it utterance ; and it remains unanswered to 

 this day. 



