98 St Vincent. 3 June, 1891. proceeded on our return journey when we got to Sandy Bay for saw the marriage party about 14 persons in all slowly tending their way up the narrow track to the small village of Victoria, and a little later we heard loud shouts and the firing of guns in token of the home coming of the happy pair. We stopped again at Croxton Village and had some coco-nut milk, and I was able to obtain 2 more stone implements. We came across a lot of old people walking home from their "gardens," and I pleased many of them greatly by addressing them as "Ma'am" or "Auntie" or "Uncle" and wishing after their health. On the sugar estates patches of land are given out to the labourers, who grow yam roots and ground provisions for a year, and then the land is again put into sugar canes. This primitive system of rotation is said to answer well. When we passed Georgetown police station I was stopped by the sergeant and handed a lot of letters that the Administrator had sent out to us, and on getting to Grand Table Hill I got all one that had come in the morning by the island post. As nearly all these letters are official ones from the Southern Islands the Surgeon-in-Chief, Dr H'Nisll was much impressed. There was also a letter from Dr O'Carroll the 99 St Vincent. 3 June, 1891 medical officer of the district, who was invited to dine last night and who waited came present on purpose. He had been directed by the Gov't to assist me by giving means in his power, as he should have called on me before this little occasion we always go to come to see him at once professionally. I had arrived some after we left in the morning—Although I'm pretty tired, and anxious for a bath, I got away from again and rode back to Georgetown soon to be back in time for dinner. On getting to the farm, I found the place quite tidy and two nice little girls all dressed and dirty—O'Carroll's children. After a time O'C came out in his night-shirt and said "Hallo! Meikle old fellow Oh delighted to see ye". This fussy man I had never seen before! He then said, "I'mn at it, will ye," one of the started to the bedroom and brought me a pair of drawers which he persuaded to pass on his night shirt. He then considered himself sufficiently dressed to receive company, and began to talk in a rambling way about almost everything under the sun. The poor fellow had lost his footing on declining health. He went down very ill and had just taken a new bath, and he begged me to examine him and give a certificate for sick leave. I at first declined, as I said the Clinical Surgeon so the