St Vincent. 27 May, 1871. May 1870. Mr Balle has converted the jungle into a pretty little botanic garden, and he deserves immense credit for his work. A nice little ornamental house is being built in the garden, for the Curate and thus he will be able to remain his talk when the house is finished. He now lives at the hotel. Eventually round the garden both him and selected a lot of plants for St Vincent's, which he proposes to pack up and send on. In Belfield, who was accountant of the Colonial Bank in Dominica when I first came out is him as Manager. 'The Vicar', as we used to call him, was very glad to see me and he introduced me to his wife, also for certain interesting reasons is not visible to the general public. She has 3 or 4 daughters, neat little girls, and he but his only boy from dysentery a year or so ago. This afternoon he and I went to Callisgua for a ride. We mount from hill, from first hand, came the Barracaron by the Bridge, then also the Villa where we slept on Sunday and some afternoon ride by some swampy land into the old town of Callisqua church in the Colony, or the capital of the island. But it's quite long protected by Young Island, and a big rock which is St Vincent. 27 May 1871 a fat, called Fat Devanette, has filled up and it is too shallow for shipping purposes. To get to the Fat pile Devanette it is necessary to go up steps carved in the solid rock as a winding staircase, and in its time, it must have been very almost impenetrable. During the hurricane the old Callisgua Church has blown down, and the African Dicta of the parish is now building another one. We went over the place, and I am interested at the substantial way in which the Church was being built in solid stone. The cost must have been costly, but the fate dictated sound a promise, but I heard afterwards that large sums were given by a few persons of means. On riding back 'The Vicar' and I had a rather cool ride. But the big long horse for riding far away into a gallop and as the road was level we went at full speed. The motion was pleasant and the hour month has hard it. Belfield he with bright, and I found to be really a quarter of an hour for him. When he came up he said 'I'm far away from him like the wind' and from his talk afterwards I got the reputation of being a very hard and cold ride.