. Isles in summer seas : (beautiful Bermuda). nterminablewhile before the Artist found me, for I consideredit safest to remain where I was, as I felt sure hewould return. He was hot and rude—items Icarefully overlooked when he informed me thathe had secured a conveyance for St. Georges. Beautiful Bermuda Better get a bite to eat, hadnt we?Nonsense! he blustered, Youll be betterojffi by fasting until your land legs come back toyou. He had eaten heartily aboard ship. I had vehemently, I followed him up QueenStreet. We had gone only about halfway, whena burly negro met us and grabb
. Isles in summer seas : (beautiful Bermuda). nterminablewhile before the Artist found me, for I consideredit safest to remain where I was, as I felt sure hewould return. He was hot and rude—items Icarefully overlooked when he informed me thathe had secured a conveyance for St. Georges. Beautiful Bermuda Better get a bite to eat, hadnt we?Nonsense! he blustered, Youll be betterojffi by fasting until your land legs come back toyou. He had eaten heartily aboard ship. I had vehemently, I followed him up QueenStreet. We had gone only about halfway, whena burly negro met us and grabbed our baggage,which he slammed into a vehicle backed againstthe curb, bidding us climb into the conveyancealso. It was the stage for St. Georges. Before Icould get my bearings the driver cracked his whip,and we were off. In this manner we made two, inthe company of twelve persons, in addition to theblack with the whip. This fellow sat in the midst ofa miscellaneous heap of luggage. The other passen-gers in thestage werenatives,about even-. 10 Isles in Summer Seas ly divided as to color. Most of them appearedfriendly, openly looking us over without em-barrassment. Over the route we took, the distance to was a long twelve miles. The way ledout along a winding road, bordered by high walls,white as chalk. These walls were fringed withvivid masses of flowering vines and brilliant Eng-lish heath. In the low places oleanders in fullbloom grew to a height of twenty feet. Palmtrees, some towering above the aged cedars on thenear hills, others wind-struck and scrubby, over-looked the ribbon of white roadway. Now andthen we passed a banana plantation or a potatopatch. There were several deep cuts through thecoral rocks, and in these the road narrowed to asingle track. Because of the many deep sea inden-tations, the course of our route, which lay alongthe west shore, was crooked and winding.
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