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in the last act, but whom the actors murdered 

 in all five. The heroine was the only one who 

 spoke tolerably, but she was old enough and fat 

 enough for the Widow Cheshire ; Guiscard did 

 not know ten words of his part ; the tyrant was 

 really comical enough ; and Lothair was played 

 by a young Jamaica Jew about fifteen years of 

 age, and who is dignified here with the name of 

 " the Creole Roscius." His voice was just break- 

 ing, which made him "pipe and whistle in the 

 sound," his action was awkward, and altogether he 

 was but a sorry specimen of theatrical talent: 

 however, his forte is said to lie in broad farce, 

 which perhaps may account for his being no bet- 

 ter in tragedy. On Sunday, the 8th, I resumed 

 my journey, but my horses were so completely 

 knocked up, that I was obliged to hire an addi- 

 tional pair to convey me to Miss Hetley's inn on the 

 other side of the Yallacks River, which is nineteen 

 miles from Kingston. This river, as well as that 

 of Morant (which I passed about ten miles fur- 

 ther) both in breadth and strength sets all bridges 

 at defiance, and in the rainy season it is some- 

 times impassable for several weeks. On this oc- 

 casion there was but little water in either, and I 

 arrived without difficulty at Port Morant, where I 

 found horses sent by my trustee to convey me to 

 Hordley. The road led up to the mountains, and 

 was one of the steepest, roughest, and most fa- 

 tiguing that I ever travelled, in spite of its pic- 



