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quite frequent. Back of this sandy ridge which rises but a few 
feet above tide is a great salt marsh, but its borders, which were 
examined for some distance, yielded nothing of unusual interest. 
J was afterwards told that a tramway once extended from here 
to the seacoast of the cay. Had I known it I would probably 
have undertaken to follow it. Continuing westward from here 
it was nearly dark when the boatman announced that we were 
at the nearest and best landing place from which to reach Loma 
de Loro, a prominent hill on Cayo Romano. We anchored 
here for the night. The barking wild dogs on the shore, however, 
disturbed our slumbers, and upon landing next morning we soon 
discovered the cause — the carcass of a aes see horse, the 
first evidence I had of the statement that ‘‘wild” horses were 
quite numerous on this cay. Further oe were seen 
during the day, but the animals themselves were not met with. 
Making an early start we were compelled to wade often up to our 
waists through water which covered the three and one half miles 
of mostly sharp-pointed rock, with here and there a clump of 
stunted Avicennia ora small grassy salt marsh lying between the 
hill and the coast. The hill consists of lime rock. It is about a 
mile in diameter and probably 100 feet high, apparently sloping 
gently in all directions. The southern base is bordered by a 
dense thicket of shrubs, at this season standing in water and in 
many cases entirely covered with Spanish moss and other brome- 
liads. The slopes are covered with rich black soil and small 
broken limestone, supporting a forest of medium-sized trees, 
many of which, however, were not in flower or fruit and conse- 
quently not collected. The groves were almost entirely composed 
of Pseudophoenix Sargentii, called by the fisherman “palma 
: e palms occurred in all sizes from fresh seedlings 
to fruiting specimens, probably 35 feet tall. The trees occurring 
most frequently that were known to me were Bursera, Metopium 
and Coccolobis laurifelia. 
Returning to the boat late in the afternoon, we set sail and 
succeeded in reaching Cayo Arto before nightfall. This cay is 
perhaps the largest and highest of the group of small rocky 
islands separating the bays of Jiguey and Perros, known as the 
