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ground of the bluest water, a dazzling mirror in the splendid 
tropical sunlight. 
Landed in Kingston, one is ers with the large number 
of negroes and the small number of white men. e former in- 
clude all sorts and conditions, the ae riding in state in his 
own carriage, the hotel clerk, tall and dignified, the policeman, 
the bare-footed market woman, with a huge round basket of fruit 
or fowls surmounting the gay bandana on her head, trudging 
along easily and stopping to chat with her acquaintances, never 
deigning to touch her burden with her hands, The streets are 
paved and the two-seated carriages or ‘ busses”’ each drawn by 
a small pony which is continually lashed to its utmost speed by 
the black driver, together with the street car service, afford 
comfortable means of getting about the city. There is little at- 
tempt at side-walk, and carriage-drivers, donkeys and men take 
whatever part of the thoroughfare they oe e. The low build- 
ings with their latticed porches have the an of being adapted 
to life in the tropics, and though many of them are directly upon 
the street there is usually an open space in the rear where a palm 
or mango gives shade. In the more pretentious places in the 
suburbs the houses are of much the same character as in the 
business streets but they are surrounded by beautiful grounds 
and everywhere the Poinciana, a magnificent tree, with foliage 
like an acacia and crowned with a mass of scarlet blossoms rises 
above the rest. 
The trip from Kingston to Cinchona is best made in the morn- 
ing. The drive of nine miles to Gordon Town is through most 
picturesque streets where vines run riot over fences and cactus 
takes the place of barbed wire around many inclosures. The shop 
are scarcely more than sheds and one may see the baker ae 
brown loaves from his stone oven, the tailor comfortably stitch- 
ing under his awning of thatch, the blacksmith pounding his 
anvil under the shade of a tree. At Gordon Town the carriage 
road ends and the remaining thirteen miles of the distance must 
be made by riding a pony or mule. The path follows the 
course of Hope River, from which Kingston takes its water sup- 
ply, for several miles, and the steep sides of the valley are 
