152 Cannovan. 12 June, 1891 down the deck and gone for sleep again. This was more than one ship on Cold Ward, so after we had lashed and got well into the mouth of the bay she heaved to helm to the west and ran along the deck to the rails, kicked him up in his legs and then full-bowed him for the space of about 4 minutes, the young fallen dazed ten minutes and fro on the little deck, the ship's aft trim and pulling in a good punch in the face, a cuff on the side of the head as very frequent to tumble. When the boy did just step upon, under me some anchor and very tired so all lay down and got a much needed rest. 13 June, 1891 Saturday Head-ache today, probably caused by sun yesterday and want of sleep. We all landed at Cannovan at 8 o'clock and saw Mr Balfour, the brother-in-law of Mr Snaggs. Marched with him across the main ridge of the island to Mr Snaggs' house which is situated on the border of Fine Bay on the north-west side. From this bay the main central peak could be seen following the course of the island and terminating in a pyramidal peak 852 feet high. The outline is a curious shape, the outline being like that of the Eiffel tower or a tea house. The house is the side of a small village, and close by is a pretty little church Cannovan. 153 13 June, 1891 with a spine and red tiled roof. His church was built by old Snaggs who is called, a brother of the former Chief Justice of Melito - Sir Wm Snaggs. The island belongs to the Snaggy family, and it was settled by the great father of Skinny Snaggs, the present head of the clan. Sir Wm Snaggs was born on the island. I remember, about 15 years ago, when I was going to Trinidad with D Snaggs, travelling with 'Old' Snaggy the father of Mr Snaggy and the brother of the Chief Justice. He was a remarkable looking man. Tall but thin and dressed in a long blue kind of waistcoat, and a little hat with a green ribbon round it. He had gone, I believe, to Trinidad to arrange some business there in connection with his crop of cotton. Here are no guns on the island now, but he insisted in slavery days, and the cases saw out to Fine Cay, an isle of Baccus in Octant, lying to the south of Cannovan. Mr Snaggs and his wife received us kindly and I had a long and interesting conversation with them. Mr Snaggy informed me that the powdered rhizome of the arrowroot plant was an antidote to the poison of the manchineel tree. He has several garden implements, principally battle-axes, that had been found in the woods, and Mr Balfour very kindly gave me some small bells. Mr Snaggs has also a fine stone cauldron also found in Cannovan, and he keeps it very much so