1894
April 13
Port-of-Spain  to Granada
  At 5 P.M. yesterday I went aboard the Carib Prince
in company with a Mr Fortune (from Memphis) who
is to be one of my fellow passengers to New York. The
steamer proves to be small and not prepossessing. She
is very deeply loaded with asphalt, sugar, cacao etc.
We expected to sail at 7 P.M. but lay at anchor all
night taking on more freight the donkey engines
making such a racket that no one got much sleep.

  When I looked out through my port hole at sunrise
this morning we were passing through one of the
smaller Bocas and soon afterwards were out in the
open sea where a trifling cross swell caused our little
ship to roll heavily. Most of the day was consumed
in crossing to Grenada which we reached at about 4 P.M.
anchoring for a hour or so just outside the harbor
and then resuming our voyage.

  When about midway between the two islands we saw
hundreds of birds chiefly Booby Gannets with a few
Gannets of large size and nearly all white, some
Audubon's Shearwaters, a very few Frigate Birds and
two or three Milson's Petrels, the last following in
the wake of the ship for an hour or more.

  I did not land on Grenada but it looked most
attractive. The town has the finest background of mountains
that I have seen near any of the West Indian landings
- high, cone-shaped peaks enshrouded, during our brief
stay, in clouds or dense mist. Most of the island
is covered with trees and there is but little sugar cane.
Four or five Larus atricilla & a few Terns (regia?) flying {?] of the harbor.