A TRIP TO THE INAGUAS. 
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three in the morning on an October day. Additional excitement 
was added to this experience by a threatening thunder storm which 
broke shortly after we had reached the shore, and the rain came 
down only as it can in tropical countries. There is something 
decidedly fascinating to the uninitiated in this method of depart¬ 
ing from a large steamer—the steamer by contrast is so light 
and the outer darkness so pitchy black. If the surf be running 
a little high, additional interest is given to the event when one 
approaches the shore and wonders, as a big comber rushes in 
Fig. 17. View in Mathew Town. The large tree is Casuarina 
equisetaefolia. 
from the inky blackness, whether he will reach terra firma in a 
dry or wet condition. But the big roller has been watched, and, 
the right moment selected by the careful boatman, and the big 
wave lifts up the boat and its human freight, depositing it far up 
on the beach. Woe be unto you, however, if he misjudges, and 
the wave breaks over the stern of the boat, forcing its bow into 
the sand and sweeping all before it. Then you wade ashore, wet, 
bedraggled and saying things about boatmen in general. 
