"St Vincent" 5 June, 1891. delighting the furies. On large one I tried into my saddle, and Swordgrass anxious to make him- sel[illegible] insisted on carrying the two others, which he put in the pockets of his many coloured jackets, and the pig and sheep threatened to cause a pollution of continuity between the various parts of the gardens and the river and brigher patches. After leaving Everhorn we turned towards the south and passing through Aken Estate we rode on to Calder, and I noticed some extant young cacao cultivation on that Estate. At Calder we saw the manager, Mr Taylor - another Scotch man and a great friend of Austin and Sundry. Up the Maracaqua valley I saw a miniature water wheel running a small cornst mill. The small cornst crop of the peasants are brought to the mill, owned by another peasant proprietor, and the roots are converted into cornst the mill-man receiving his share of the produce. At Calder we saw very little the partial effects of the hurricane, which seemed to have blown in flows. In some places trees were blown apiece, and in other place much smaller broken plants were left intact although their baskets were fully exposed to the south westerly wind come "St Vincent" 5 June, 1891 in full force. In coming back we called at Apple and Mr Mitchell told us that the canals in which we have Moore and Parilla was nearly carried away visiting the river. The river was still in flood but he managed to get on, and continued back to Jumbly Cottage in time to save a wetting as the rain came down very heavily just as we got in. It was a very briskerine night, and the mail steam must have caught it. As we were smoking on puffs after dinner, Mr Austin called me that the steamer was in sight. He went to the back of the house and watched the lights which appeared as lanterns in the far distance. 6 June, 1891. Saturday. I intended to return to Kingston this morning, but the Austins told me here off so there is to be a criket match and pic-nic at Apple this afternoon, and my kind and huties wants me to accompany them. As Austin says he will drive us into town to morrow morning I am compelled to give over. The day opens with heavy rain and it goes on raining all the morning. Our mail letters arrive about noon. The rain clears up by the afternoon and we start for Apple. Mr Austin ride on to Adelphi towards the Swedreams,