of an Orchid Hunter, 



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no one lands here excepting those who have business, 

 and, however beautiful this island may be, very little 

 seems to be known about it to the outside world. For 

 my part, after the journey thus described, I was in no 



DECK OF THE TAGUS. 



mood to undertake the task. The Tag us put into 

 the harbour of Bridgetown, Barbadoes, just by way of 

 a call to see our friends, and then betook herself to the 

 eleven days' journey across the Atlantic. As a rule, 

 the large company of Colonials who come on board at 

 the various islands are not the best of sailors, and 



