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berland is an arched rock which bears the appellation 
of “ Hafey’s Breeches;” and in the valley is a huge 
cliff of columnar basalt, both of which are interest- 
ing to view. The manager of Richmond estate, Mr. 
Evelyn, received me kindly, and through his solicita- 
tions, and by the rain which fell in torrents every day, 
I was detained beneath his hospitable roof for nearly 
a week. 
‘In a small boat I visited, one day, the Falls of 
Balleine, which are secluded in a deep gorge, about 
sixty feet high, and interesting. On this trip J was 
favored with a spectacle rarely seen even in this land 
of storms. It was a waterspout which formed over 
against the Pitons of St. Lucia,—a bulk of black 
clouds like an inverted funnel, sailing beneath denser 
masses above. It swept along with its tip trailing 
just above the waves, an elongated, spiral-pointed 
sack, until it met the sea; then the water was drawn 
up to it, forming a mighty pillar, spreading at base and 
summit, and joining black sea with inky clouds. A 
few moments it remained thus, then melted away, 
leaving only great banks of clouds, out of which came 
wind and rain. Seen across an angry sea, those 
cloud-pillars, with the picturesque Pitons as a back- 
ground, were most impressive. They appeared 
at one time as if about to sweep down upon and 
ingulf us. 
