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1894 
March 5 
Trinidad. 
"At last" we have reached Trinidad. Nearly every 
one rose at daybreak and when I came on deck a little before 
sunrise the bows of the ship were crowded. The sky was 
half filled with fleecy masses of rose and smoke-colored 
clouds and the sea was of a peculiar dark green color, un¬ 
like that of any water that I have ever seen before. To 
the south and west nearly as far as the eyes could reach 
stretched a range of densely wooded mountains very unlike 
the volcanic peaks that we have seen of late and reminding 
me at once of the mountains on the coast of Maine ne ar 
Mt. Desert. We could see the opening of the Dragon’s Mouth 
and beyond, with perfect distinctness, a great mountain 
mass on the coast of the mainland of Venezuela. When the 
sun rose and lighted up the mountain sides, the scene was 
wonderfully beautiful, but still at the distance from 
which we viewed it there was almost nothing to suggest that 
we were in the tropics, save the soft, warm air and the 
Booby Gannets and Brown Pelicans that occasionally passed 
the ship or the Frigate Birds soaring high over the land. 
An hour later we passed through one of the smaller 
Bocas into the Gulf of Paria. Chapman showed me the cave 
on Morros which Kingsley describes and a cave inhabited 
by the fish-eating bats, as well as another in which he 
found about fifty Gauchers Birds last year. We reached Port 
of Spain soon after breakfast. 
