ST. ANTONIO. 



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The next clay I made an excursion into the 

 bush, but only saw a tiger-cat and a few monkeys. 



On the 26th April, I borrowed Commander 

 Beamish's gig, manned by Kroomen, and pulled 

 round to the town of St. Antonio, a distance of 

 about eighteen miles, and on my way I landed 

 on a detached group of high rocks, jutting almost 

 perpendicularly out of the sea, about a mile from 

 the shore. 



After some little difficulty I clambered on the 

 top, which 1 found to be a table-land covered with 

 sea-birds' nests, the occupants of which were so 

 tame that I caught several and took them on board 

 with me. They chiefly consisted of young pen- 

 guins, boobies, sea-gulls, terns, and a kind of blue 

 heron. I also discovered the entrance of a cavern 

 in the scarped side of one of the faces of the cliff, 

 and, getting down to the boat, I pulled into it. It 

 very much resembled the " Grotta Azzurra," on 

 the Island of Capri, as the refraction of light 

 through the water causes the sides and roof to 

 assume the most brilliant ultra-marine colour. 



The water was deep, but so clear that I could 



