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' * Banana one, 

 Banana two, 

 Call this one three, 

 Banana four, 

 Call this one tally-o-o-o ! " 



rang out in his musical voice as a 

 cheering song. 



The limits of this sketch will not 

 permit me to more than allude to a 

 few of our many interesting experiences. 

 There was no hotel at Port Antonio 

 in 1 89 1, and the only available place 

 for the accommodation of strangers was 

 at a lodging-house, standing on a steep 

 bluff overlooking the harbor, conducted 

 by a handsome, dark Creole. Colored 

 servants, big and little, were numerous. 

 Everything was done for our comfort 

 and happiness in the peculiar way the 

 mistress and servants had of doing 

 things. Fresh from New England 

 homes, we were much interested in 



