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basket-work, filled with the essentials for our jour- 
ney. In them they had stored yams, tanniers, and 
“farine” of cassada, two bottles of native rum, my 
blanket and rubber poncho. One of them also carried 
a very heavy iron kettle, and the other a large cala- 
bash. Why Coryet chose thus to burden himself with 
the heavy kettle was explained by Meyong, who said 
that the kettle was the only article of kitchen use 
owned by his friend, and that he wished to display it 
as much as possible in going through the Indian gar- 
dens. When we reached the, forests he would bury 
it and exhume it for exhibition on our return. Nearly 
everybody has some pet foible. Some display it in 
neck-ties, others in gloves; but Coryet’s took the 
shape of a pot of iron, black and battered. 
I forgot to add that each boy carried a great ma- 
chete, or cutlass, two feet and a half in length and 
two inches. broad. I had grown so accustomed to 
seeing them with this weapon that I almost consid- 
ered it a part of themselves. Meyong also carried 
his gun. 
There were but three things he cared for in this 
world more than rum and sleep—his cutlass, his gun, 
and his friend Coryet. Night and day they were 
together. He did, I think, entertain a high regard, 
approaching to love, for me, and he certainly feared 
the priest; but the consideration of other things never 
disturbed his soul. 
We climbed the hill, and had reached the ridge 
forming the semicircle that hemmed in our valley be- 
fore the sun appeared. He came up from the ocean 
with a bounce and darted at us hot beams; but we 
were then walking beneath tall trees, where he could 
