1894
March 9
(No 2)
Trinidad, B.W.I.
Morunga Rest House.
  On reaching the end of our rail journey we called
on Mr. Warner who received us most cordially and 
thoughtfully invited us to stop at his house for
breakfast of which we were in pressing need.
After breakfast we continued on our way to the
Rest House. Although it was the hottest part of 
the day we were perfectly comfortable under the
canopy of the rather shabby old barouche drawn
by an excellent Prince Idward's Island horse and
driven by a very intelligent Coolie who spoke perfectly 
good English.
  The country was wholly unlike anything that I
have thus far seen on this trip. Save for the radical
difference in the vegetation it resembled the region
between Washington and Richmond being equally hilly
and broken and with similar deep valleys and
abrupt ridges. It was under high cultivation but
the abundance of banana plants & plantains and the
low, thatched huts scattered plentifully everywhere
reminded me of pictures of native villages in the 
hill country of Africa. There was a great
abundance of bois immortele in fullest bloom.
Altogether the scenery was very beautiful and
interesting.
  For the first five miles the road was macadamized
and in excellent condition. There came two miles
of clay, exceedingly rough after the recent rain.
We got out and walked most of this distance.
As we approached the Rest House the country became 
more level and wilder and we began to see