80 SEA FISH OF TRINIDAD 
(Rhizophora), and white mangroves (Avicennia nitida). 
There ought to be dollars in the exploitation of this swamp, 
for these splendid poles, 40 ft. to 60 ft. in height, as the red 
mangrove particularly is the best wood for wet situations, 
and the bark is good for tanning purposes. The difficulty lies 
in getting the poles out, for there is not sufficient water to 
float a punt, while there is too much for cattle to be used as 
haulage, but this could, I fancy, be overcome by other means 
if the demand arose. Once more in view of the sea and the 
base of Mayaro point. As it is impossible to go round the 
rocks, we take the steep hill and drive right on, eventually 
coming out at the beach again at St. Joseph’s, passing the 
new main road to Savanna Grande on the right. A few 
hundred yards more and we reached the Mayaro Rest-house, 
where we found our fresh horse and got breakfast. A short 
rest and off again, past the village, or rather villages of 
Mayaro. Immediately opposite the Roman Catholic Church 
at Plaisance, is the anchorage for the R. M. S. coastal steamer 
when she comes to load and discharge cargo, there being 
comparatively deep water so that the ‘“‘Kennet”’ can come 
within a hundred feet or so of the shore. Onward througk 
the interminable sand and miles of coco-nut groves, past 
Beauséjour, Perseverance, the Lagon doux (which much be- 
lies its name), and Beaumont where our local Pierpont Mor- 
gan has one of his many irons, and a good one, too. Twelve 
miles of this, and we cross the narrow spit of land forming 
the peninsula of Cape Galeota, the extreme Southeast point 
of the Island. Outside this point there is a reef from which 
oysters are obtained that cannot be excelled in flavour any- 
where. Now the bay of Guayaguayare bursts on our view, 
the largest and most picturesque bay in Trinidad, with its 
two sentinels, Points Galeota and Gran Calle. It has some 
nasty reefs, both on the Eastern and Western shores; this in 
combination with sparse cultivation and population has 
hitherto hindered its exploitation, so it has been a terra in- 
cognita to Trinidad folk. Now, a combination of our Eng- 
lish and Canadian friends, having struck “ile,” there is no 
saying to what heights Guayaguayare may soar. At the 
time of my visit, everything was very much in embryo, but 
