of an Orchid Hunter, 



CHAPTER II. 



BOUND FOR TRINIDAD — THE BOCAS — THE ISLAND PRISON 



A COOLIE DEPOT PORT OF SPAIN THE SAVANNA 



A COLONIAL CRICKET MATCH — ISLAND OF MAR- 

 GARITA LA GUAYRA LANDING. 



The Phantom quickly got under weigh, making for 

 the island of Trinidad, and early next morning, as 

 we turned up on deck, we were greeted by the peaks 

 and undulations of the principal island ; but as we are 

 bound for the harbour and town of Port of Spain, we 

 must pass through one or other of the four or live 

 channels made by small islands lying between Trini- 

 dad and the mainland of Venezuela. Making every 

 excuse for my deficiency in accurate geological infor- 

 mation, it appears to me that the position of the 

 islands would sucrq-est to the most unobservant the 

 idea that at some antediluvian or more remote period 

 these colossal pyramids 'had formed part of the great 

 continent of South America, and that, to satisfy one 

 of Nature's capricious whims, they had been discon- 

 nected and arranged in their present picturesque 



