1894
Feb. 26.
St. Christopher (or "St Kits")
  The weather precisely like that of yesterday but
warmer. 
  We all went ashore after breakfast. I spent most
of the forenoon in the Park where I saw nothing
new. The Vireo calidris sang a little at long intervals.
The song is much more disjointed than that of
V. olivaceous.
  At 2 P.M. we started for Montserat which
we reached just before sunset. It is by far the
most beautiful island that we have seen thus
far - a short range of wild, rugged mountains
rising abruptly out of the sea in places, in others
sloping less steeply with a few patches of the light
green sugar cane contrasting sharply with the
darker green of the forests which cover by far the 
greater part of the island.
  After dinner I went ashore with Dr. Riley, Prof.
RIley and the Hubbards whom we leave here.
It was very dark and there were few street lamps
but we stumbled along through narrow, crooked
streets and alleys many of which were paved,
with deep, paved gutters in which water was 
flowing and frogs uttering a most musical
piping like the tinkle of a tiny silver bell.
There were also crickets, rather numerous, with
more musical "voices" than any crickets that I
have ever heard before. Streets, gardens & back yards
were filled with a profusion of noble palms. We called
on an English family & were more hospitably entertained.