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in curious plants. It is sheltered from the east wind, bj a rock 
of a white gritty substance. My attention was for some time 
directed to an assemblage of stones, brought together for building. 
They m ere varieties of scoriae, some containing chrystals of shoerl 
ajid olivin, and, as I apprehend, magnetic iron, quite similar in ap- 
pearance to many I have seen from the neighbourhood of ^Etna 
and Vesuvius. Some of the cavities were filled with a bright yellow 
coating, but I found no zeolith in any of them. 
Pursuing my walk, under beautiful groves of trees of various 
descriptions, 1 arrived at the hill, which is covered with a young 
plantation of firs and other evergreens. From the upper walk ob- 
serving a black rock at some distance, I made tow ards it, and found 
it to consist of amorphous basaltes. While I was employed, without 
proper tools, in knocking ofi^ some specimens, the barking of a dog 
at the door of a neighbouring house, brought out the proprietor, 
with whom I had some conversation. 
Turning down a footpath to the bottom of the rock, I found a 
quarry, and in it a vein of a substance, by the Germans called 
Steinmark (stone-marrow), but of so brittle a nature, that I 
could get but very small specimens. Two hours passed swiftly and 
pleasantly away, and when I returned to the house, I found the 
Governor in his library, and we soon met to breakfast. On Cap- 
tain Forbes requesting, that his Excellency would furnish us Avith 
the means of visiting Longwood, he declared his intention of ac- 
companying us ihither himself, and, if possible, obtaining for us a 
sight of General Bonaparte. 
