ed summit. The land has that up-tossed look which tells a volcanic origin. There are curiously scalloped heights, which, though emerald from base to crest, still retain all the physiognomy of vol

filaments-very low valleys. And as they grade away in varying color through distance, these hill-chains t

wharf, pass under a great arch and over a sort of bridge into the

"sap-saps," "dhool-dhools." But there is less color, less reflection of light than in Santa Cruz; there is less quaintness; no Spanish buildings, no canary-colored arcades. All the narrow streets are gray or neutral-tinted; the ground has a dark ashen tone. Mo

that of a sloop at sea;-but such spectacles are not frequent. Most of those you meet are black or a blackish brown. Many stores are kept by yellow men with intensely black hair and eyes,-men who do not smile. These are Portuguese. There are some few fine buildings; but the most pleasing sight

nd connected by strips of valley-land so low that the edge of the sea-circle on the other side of the island can be seen through the gaps. We s

c forms,-very far away, and so pale-gray as to seem like clouds. Thos

iest, with clouds packed high upon it, still seems to smoke;-the second highest displays the most symmetrical crater-

wreath of perennial green. On the lower slopes little settlements are sprinkled in white, red, and brown: hous

The sea today looks almost black: the south-west wind has filled the day with luminous mist; and the phantom of Nevis melts in the vast glow, dissolves utterly.... Once more we are out of sight of land,-i