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GARDENERS’ 
CHRONICLE. 
[June 25, 1887, 
the negro. On the voyage out I had been 
assured by a planter there were two curses of the 
est Indies—fever swamps and negroes—even 
mosquitoes making a bad third. The obvious 
reply, that to set the negroes to drain the 
swamps would get rid of both, seemed to afford 
him a subject for reflection on the desirability of 
bringing fresh minds to the solution of his ques- 
tion. It was in some such way he was convinced 
the matter would be settled. I do not say he 
was a typical example, or anything like it, of a 
kindly and hospitable folk, but I nevertheless 
failed to see the point of much of the blame cast 
upon the negro. He finds it possible to maintain 
himself and his in what is comfort to them by 
simply squatting judiciously, and therefore he 
esire to labour hard on an estate. Those 
who grumble at him do not see that, by educat- 
Fie. 158.-—BED OF NARCISSUS LEDA: 
ing him in broad sense of the ter rm, 
to do producive work, and become 
iti The administrative autho- 
rities in Grenada conspicuously recognise this ; 
education is being vigorously applied, and many 
found among the coloured race. 
let 
imself, has no arts which have not been 
taught him by Europeans, except what have been 
borrowed from the fierce old Caribs, such as the 
beaten by the French in the struggle for free- 
dom. The race still exists in Dominica and the 
neighbouring island of St. Vincent. In Dominica 
they the forest as of yore, ша, they 
no the casual white 
ancestors did. The adjacent island of Tobago 
justly claims to be the scene of Crusoe's * strange 
surprising adventures," and Grenada may equally 
well claim to have furnished his and Friday's 
savage enemies, the recollection of whom curdles 
the blood of the boldest. 
s we ascend, keeping along a spur from the 
mountain with a sharp descent to fertile valleys on 
either hand, a glorious view is obtained of the coast 
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soon leave habitations behind, and the track mounts 
upward between the magnificent masses of the path- 
less tropical forest, wild and untrodden, known only 
to the monkey, humming-bird, lizard, кале, апа 
armadillo. The temperature is less b 
here than dówn at the coast, and though still tropically 
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hot, I feel deliciously cool after days of broiling in 
boats on a sea ablaze 
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minutes' ride brings us within sight of the hut beside 
the lake in the crater. The hut is a half-way house 
of refreshment for man and beast on this track across 
the central, uninhabited mountainous region. The 
host is Mr. Albert Striker, a gentleman of colour, 
who takes charge of our horses while we take a look 
round the place, and examine the resources of the 
hut as a place to sleep in, &c. pela a little waiting 
Cox and Cæsar appear with ou ggage, which is 
duly unpacked and breakfast аа, Мг. 
Striker shows us а ca hich informs us that 
besides the provisions we brought we 
may procure “ beef the tin, sardines ditto, 
beer, ginger ale, whiskey, and a per 
gentlemanly shot meaning a too liberal interpre- 
tation of the term “shot” by the customer, and the 
presenting the expense calculated b 
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eran of trusting the bottle to ungentlemanly 
hands ! e resources of civilisation have thus fol- 
lowed us into the wilderness—the whiskey said to 
come from Glasgow, the and Rum Burton- on- Trent 
and Edinburgh. The“ in " caused us to 
doubt the accuracy of these statements. 
over а ie m firei Ж p smaller shed "NUS hut, out 
of which t y few minutes, The 
diee calmly fed the fire with miis eese and 
at my discomfiture the while. At last she 
Жез it was boiling, and I rushed in, seized the hot 
flagon with a cloth, and emptied its contents into our 
Breakfast over we waited the arrival of Dr. 
day if the region below, which he was visiting, should 
prove abnormally healthy. Half-past 12 had gone 
and he had not come, so we determined to give him 
till 1 o'clock, and while we waited I noted what 
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s to be seen from Mr. Striker’s hut. The track 
here runs along a ridge, evidently a е elem 
two great extinct craters, one of which has the lake 
at the bottom. The basins of the craters, the lips 
and outward slopes of the mountain mass аге c covered 
with the densest tropical vegetation, anton Palms, 
‚ &. a bou nd 
in such a tangle that a step off the track 
is scarcely possible anywhere without cutlass in 
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quarry where it is blasted, to be broken at the por- 
tion of the road which is here iri laid down as an 
improvement on the track. As they pass in strings 
of three or four in Indian file they smile and salute 
d are forthwith admon- 
Our hosts 
per deceived us into an 
coh Silent 
