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and bulk gave his appearance an air of caricature, especially as its truncated skirts stuck out with the crowding of his pockets; a white waistcoat and trowsers completed his costume, and gave a tinge of deeper hue to his weatherbeaten face. He had passed the last thirty years of his life in the island, although he had been educated in England.

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I was ushered into the piazza, and presented to a middle-aged lady, his wife, who was still handsome and very agreeable; and to two pretty girls, his daughters, who wanted only a little more of the rose in their cheeks to make them really beautiful. I enjoyed an hour of cheerful conversation with them on family subjects, mixed up with small talk about Walter Scott's novels, Lallah Rookh, and the Loves of the Angels, which none of us had read or seen. Two gentlemen were playing at billiards in the hall adjoining, through which I passed to my bed-room to take a siesta, for which I had indeed but little occasion, as my mind was too much taken up with the young ladies to allow me to sleep. . At five o'clock a bell summoned me to dinher, where, in addition to the party I had already seen, there were now assembled an

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old lady and her two maiden daughters; I would not say old maids, though they had passed the age of loveliness. Their mother, an ancient dame, was treated with remarkable respect by my host and hostess, which she seemed well to merit by her elegant and unaffected manners, the offspring of an affectionate and dignified mind. Her features retained the evidences of beauty, and her figure was. yet that of a sylph, light and graceful, in spite of her age. Her conversation. possessed an extraordinary charm, and was really fitted for the first circles of the most enlightened socie-· ty; but I presume my readers would rather be entertained with the young ladies, whose gaieté de cœur made the evening pass with the rapidity of joy. They sang, and danced quadrilles and allemands; one of them excelled on the piano-forte, and my squeaking voice was put under contribution for, the bass of a glee. One gentlemau favoured us with a negro dance to a negro tune, both original and diverting, and to myself unintelligible: it is not necessary to know always why we are pleased. He sang as he danced, and the burden of his song was, Hi! Donald Malcolm! Ho!ot..

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I HEARD the whizzing of the musquitos in the night, though they could not penetrate through my curtains or musquito net, which covers the whole bedstead. The land breeze kept my room cool and comfortable, and I should have slept sounder and later but for the crowing of the cocks, which began screaming long before day light, and kept up an incessant cry. I arose before the sun, which is the fashion of the island; the air was fresh and fragrant, and the atmosphere as clear as the sea was yesterday; indeed, there was an appearance of a north wind, more dry than salubrious, and in the morning the hills of Cuba were declared to be visible. The land wind died away as the sun rose, and at breakfast I was actually hot and pestered with flies, till one of the young ladies sent me her

female page with a peacock's feather, to fan the flies from John Newcome, Esq. They still however fought with me for my honey 'andcocos. Our breakfast was a medley of European and American tastes; an assemblage of all sorts of things; coffee, tea, chocolate, ham, tongue, yams, herrings pickled and dried, hot rolls, biscuits and plantains, potatoes, and cassava, cum multis aliis. Good nature and mirth presided over this, as they had done over the entertainment of yesterday. The sea breeze began to blow and my heat to evapo rate. The old gentleman mounted me on a good nag, and led the way to the field where the negroes were at work, complaining as we went along of the preachers, who, he said, had completely bewildered the minds of his slaves with abstract fancies about the holy spirit, grace, and faith. One of his drivers, a man hitherto of excellent character, had stolen one of his master's lambs, killed it, and now. pleaded in excuse for the robbery, that he had given half of the lamb to Massa Sanders Macauly, the methodist missionary. While we were talking on the subject we arrived at the field where the people were working, and the: culprit was brought forth in custody of another

driver, by order of the head book-keeper, whose business it was to superintend the fieldwork to-day.hem divida d'av

Mr. Graham, with a serious but calm face,

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demanded of Isaac, the thief, what he could say for himself that he should not be punished, as the fact had been proved on him; indeed he had been detected selling some of the flesh to another negro! Isaac said he had bought a bible of Mr. Macauly, for which he had paid two dollars and had promised two more; but in default, or rather in delay of payment, he had taken him this meat, for Mr. Macauly asked for some provisions, pork, or fowls, or mutton. He did not know," said the old gentleman," that negroes are not allowed to keep sheep, but you knew you had no right to steal my lambs." "Massa," replied the Black, "Mr Macauly(tells me muss hab a bible." "Then," rejoined Mr. Graham, “you must be flogged for getting it dishonestly; those who send you bibles should send them gratis, and not make a trade of their books to get negroes into mischief." The man was laid on the ground and received sixteent smacks of a thong, made of the bark of a tree attached to a stick about eighteen inches long.

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