138 Unci - 12 June, 1891 and little Tobago stood on seaward; amidst side of little Martinique which shot up its splendid peaks above the blizzy sky. On the mountain slopes, such was the cleanness of the atmosphere, the homes of the people could be plainly made out. Turning towards the South American, the largest island of the group, was clear and distinct; towns and estate buildings, shining as clearly. I could see the home as Pallene where Africa and Shad spent the night, and Macmillan island at the west end of the long little trough could be made out. Little Tobago went to the little stretch of dry land where in slavery days your people from Unci were kept; show out high seen in the sunlight, was then the level tracing above Ashton shore in all further view of the sea - These few mugs and trees cannot deface in the slightest degree the loveliness of the scene from this little bulwark in the sleepy island of Unci. As I stood and drank in the beauty of the scene I could not help thinking how futile winds went to convey to those away any idea of the actual loveliness of the scene; I was a fortunate cat to gaze upon. And then I tried to carry my thoughts back a century in time, and to picture the land behind me the scenes being in darkness, should