The Hurricane in St. Vincent. 69 
wet indeed but without having sustained the slightest 
personal injury. 
At Owia, the north eastern extremity of the island, a 
most dreadful catastrophe occurred. Here resided Mr. 
JOHNSON LlTTLEDALE, a brother of one of the Judges of 
the English Northern Circuit, who on that dreadful morn- 
ing of the nth of August was killed in his bed by the 
falling in of the house, a greater part of which was blown 
into the sea. His housekeeper also perished in the 
ruins, and a daughter had her arm broken. For one 
whole weeK, no one could approach their dwelling by 
land; for the roads had been completely blocked up with 
fallen trees, and the bodies were committed hastily and 
without ceremony to the ground by some Carib Indians, 
who swam across the creek to ascertain what had hap- 
pened. I might enumerate to you many other melan- 
choly occurrences and several providential escapes, but 
I have confined myself merely to those in our immediate 
neighbourhood, where the storm was severest, lest I should 
fatigue you with the length of my details. 
I will now turn to the events which happened subse- 
quent to the hurricane. When it at length subsided, 
about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, having raged with its 
greatest violence from 9 to 12, there was a dead calm. 
The torrents of rain ceased, the dense masses of clouds 
passed away, the air was serene, and the sun burst forth 
resplendently as if to shew us a little respite to pre- 
pare for the melancholy night which was fast approach- 
ing, and to which we looked forward with no pleasing 
feelings for where were we to lav our heads, and how to 
provide for its approach. What a singular and melan- 
choly contrast presented itself when we cast our eyes 
