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or more, in rows like white pillars with dark green 
caps, and stand in relief upon all the hills. A mile 
from town is an avenue of seventy, which, though 
its symmetry is marred by the loss of some by hurri- 
canes, is still a beautiful sight. 
Three miles from town, one mile from the palm 
avenue in Arno’s Vale, is a noted spa; from a hole 
six inches in diameter gushes out a volume of water 
impregnated with salts that give it value as a medici- 
nal drink. It is equal in strength and beneficial effects 
to any water from the spas of Europe. It is averred 
that the water is more strongly impregnated, and that 
the flow is stronger, on the coming full of the moon. 
Water bottled at that time will sometimes break the 
strongest Case. 
When it became known that I was to visit the far- 
ther coast, I was furnished with letters by proprietors 
to the managers of their estates in different portions 
of the island. These were given me mainly by Mr. 
Porter, part-owner of a great number of sugar-estates ; 
for the pleasure of whose acquaintance I was indebted 
to the U. S. consul, Mr. Hughes. So efficient were 
these letters, and so hospitable were the managers of 
the many estates traversed, that I made the complete 
circuit of the island on borrowed horses. When it is 
considered that sometimes my excursions were into 
the mountains over trails so rough that no one but a 
West Indian or South American would think of cross- 
ing them, and that I sometimes had a horse several 
days, the extent of their kindness may be appreciated. 
The coast along the entire western shore is pictu- 
resque in the extreme, with volcanic rocks worn into 
caves, beautiful bays and broad valleys. Near Cum- 
