Cruising among the Caribbees, summer days in winter months . ew and brilliant stars which gemmed thefirmament. IXA REAL WEST INDIAN ISLAND BEAUTIES OF SEA AND SHORE DROWSY OLD TOWN IN DATS OF AULD LANG SYNE A FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH BIRTHPLACE OF HAMILTON AND MARRIAGE PLACE OF NELSON One of the most intelligent and agreeable ofmy companions in our winter tour among the Wind-ward Islands was Mr. Alfred M. Williams. He wasone of the men who helped to make the Neio YorkTribune in the days of Horace Greeley, and has sinceedited that able and influential New England news-paper, the Providence Journal. Mr
Cruising among the Caribbees, summer days in winter months . ew and brilliant stars which gemmed thefirmament. IXA REAL WEST INDIAN ISLAND BEAUTIES OF SEA AND SHORE DROWSY OLD TOWN IN DATS OF AULD LANG SYNE A FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH BIRTHPLACE OF HAMILTON AND MARRIAGE PLACE OF NELSON One of the most intelligent and agreeable ofmy companions in our winter tour among the Wind-ward Islands was Mr. Alfred M. Williams. He wasone of the men who helped to make the Neio YorkTribune in the days of Horace Greeley, and has sinceedited that able and influential New England news-paper, the Providence Journal. Mr. Williams is alover of literature and of old books; a poet and anauthor, as well as an editor. His last book, is aninteresting collection of poetical folk-lore, under thetitle, Studies in Folk-Song and Popular friend became enamored of the beautiful islandof Nevis, which he visited while the Madiana layat St. Kitts, and which I visited with others uponthe return voyage. Mr. Williams has kindly givenme permission to print his poetic and vivacious. A REAL WEST INDIAN ISLAND 69 descriptions of Nevis, and I am sure that my readerswill join me in thanks for his courtesy. The most distinctly West Indian island which wehave yet seen, our port of call including St. Thomas,St. Croix, and St. Kitts, is the little island of is not in the regular routes of the steamers,but is gained in an hour and a halfs sail by a smallboat from Basse Terre, St. Kitts. The morning wasa delightful one, the sky full of soft, fleecy clouds,which now and then darkened into mist and rain,sweeping in sheets of falling water over the wine-dark sea, and again lifting into white veils uponthe mountain tops and letting the sun shine inunclouded lustre upon the sparkling vegetation andthe sea, which was turned by its caress to therichest turquoise blue. The white gulls screamedwith that voice which is the very accent of theocean, as they swept about in what seemed likea madness of activity, and n
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