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St Vincent
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Jan, 1891. Leave the Carriacou and go some further on to Calliagana
on the road I was know well. The roads are in excellent con-
dition, and the day is fine, so we get on quite immensely.
At Calliagana the road strikes inland for a number of miles, and
passes through many estates, mostly situated like good old
pleasant away from St. Joseph's estate, the great house which is
at the top of hill, and went commanded a splendid view.
The house we entered, is a very fine one, he saw also the
sea coast again, and reach the Apple Estate, and drive along
the sands, with the strong trade winds blowing in and carrying
salt in abundance of saline particles. In places we drove
along around that had been blown out of the cliffs, and
below us, we see the Atlantic waves dashing against the base
of the cliff and heaving into spray. So the road in these
places is not one wide, if the hurricane to take sudden
burst, we should certainly come to perils for the turns are
sharp and frequent. We pass by Jumby Cottage the residence
of Dr. Pierce Austin, and some time after reach the
Colombia Road by a fine bridge, and some short roads came
to a long tunnel through the "Black Rocks" which divide
the windward side of Vincent into two parts; the southern
a older settled part, and the northern which was long held
possession of by the Poole's and is now called the
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Jan, 1891.
Caribbean country.". The tunnel is very well cut, and
quite dry away from through it. Our coachman, who has
required us with tales of jungles he spoke, said that
the tunnel was very dangerous after dark, as there were
lots of jungles in it, and he would not go through it
for any sum of money. When we emerged from the
tunnel we were on the Grand Table estate, so called
from the long and wide stretch of black sands fronting
a portion of it. The Grand Table River when it reaches
this stretch of sand turns up to the south and then seems to
lose itself in the surf itself. We soon reached the town of
Ginger Town which lies between Grand Table and the sea.
We drove through one of the streets, and noticed several good
homes, and then we turned off towards the west and
drove to the Grand Table house which is situated at under
a cliff close 3/4 mile from the town. The former great home
of the estate was built on a hill and is said blown down
by a hurricane, so the present house was built one
that specially excavated from the hill. Close to the
back of the house is a perpendicular cliff, so that in the
day time when the sun is shining well it cliff the house
is almost untenably hot. The home is a very fine
one and nicely furnished and Dr. Sturgill this