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sent to them, I shall not have lost my labour. Emi- 
nently pleasing that labour has been : the compiling 
of these pages from my journals and papers, and from 
the correspondence of my beloved and honoured friend, 
has recalled in vivid power the lovely Eden-like scenes 
through which. I wandered, and has made me live 
over again those months of unwearying delight that I 
spent in beauteous Jamaica. I can echo with fullest 
truth the experience of Bishop Heber : — “ In every 
ride I have taken, and in every wilderness in which 
my tent has been pitched, I have found enough to 
keep my mind from sinking into the languor and the 
a23athy which have been regarded as natural to a tro- 
pical climate.” Nay, I may truly say, I found no 
tendency to apathy or ennui ; every excursion pre- 
sented something to admire ; every day had its 
novelty ; the morning was always pregnant with eager 
expectation; the evening invariably brought subjects 
of interest fresh and new ; and the days were only 
too short for enjoyment. They were not days of 
stirring adventure, of dangerous conflicts with man or 
beast, of hair-breadth escapes in flood and field ; their 
delights were calm and peaceful, I trust not unholy, 
nor unbecoming the character of a Christian, who has 
his heart in heaven, and who traces, even in earth’s 
loveliest scenes, the mark of the Spoiler. The senti- 
ments expressed on this subject by my friend and fel- 
low-labourer are those which I would ever associate 
with the study of science. If the sight of nature,” 
observes Mr. Hill, “ were merely the looking at a 
painted pageantry, or at a spectacle filling the carnal 
mind with wonder and delight, the spirit would be 
