education the manners of thy inhabitants, by making them more English, and less bigoted, than they are at present. Farewell too, Captain Sullivan: may thy health and constitution remain firm and uninjured by the baneful influence of an unhealthy soil.

Adios, was the reply of the gallant captain; and thereat I leaped into the boat, and in a few minutes found myself safe on board his Majesty's Treasury Brigantine, the Duke of York.

CHAPTER XX.

ST. VINCENT-THE ARRIVAL-THE VISIT THE RIDE.

"Here there were many pretty views."

Tour of Scotland.

"We made him a visit, and he received us right kindly."

Old Play.

"The roads were rugged, and in some places hardly passable." Tour of Switzerland.

THE Duke of York was a very fast sailing vessel, the wind was in our favour, the sea was passing calm, the night clear, and the moon and stars shone brightly in the heavens; satisfied with all this, I retired to my berth, slept soundly during the whole night, rose at day-break, went upon deck, and found the island of St. Vincent close at hand. The breeze was light and steady, and the vessel kept along the windward coast, on her way towards Kingstown harbour.

People say a great deal about the Alps, and the Pyrennees, and the romantic, and beautifully soft scenery of Italy; and heaven forbid that I, who have not seen, should pretend to detract from the praise which all who have acknowledge them to merit; I may, however, be permitted to state my conviction, that there is no scenery in Italy, nor

even in the world that can surpass, either in beauty or interest, the very lovely approach to the island of St. Vincent, along the windward coast.

In London we have seen panoramas, and exhibitions of almost every part of the world; and now, not content with earthly subjects, they are giving us the lower regions as described in Milton's Paradise Lost. No doubt the lower regions are subjects interesting enough to those who have any expectation of taking a journey thither at some future period; but for myself, I confess that a land, or even a sea view, would be far more delightful. The islands of St. Vincent and Grenada, and indeed the West Indies in general, afford a large scope for panoramic exhibition; and I am convinced that the British public would be more surprised and delighted with tropical scenery than with any other they have yet witnessed. We have seen the view of Sidney, in New South Wales; why should we not see the West Indies, which are considerably nearer to England, and more interesting to its inhabitants?

I will not attempt to describe the many beauties we beheld, as we passed along the coast; suffice it to say, that for verdure and freshness, for grandeur and sublimity, for the contrast of cultivated valleys, with uncultivated mountains, for variety of foliage, and effect of light and shade, I saw nothing before, and I have seen nothing since to equal it.

About eleven o'clock that morning we made Kingstown harbour; and as we crossed the bay, before we tacked and came to an anchor, I had a full and very delightful view of the town.

Kingstown is long and narrow, built on the sea

either side as far as the

On the right, viewing it

beach, and extending on level ground will permit. from the bay, is Sion Hill Estate; where there is a private signal staff; and beyond which is a small battery, entitled the "Three Gun Battery," from the number of guns mounted on the platform. Further on is Cane Garden Estate, and the extreme point is called "Cane Garden Point." From Sion Hill Estate to this Point, the ascent from the sea is rocky, and completely perpendicular. On the left of the town is an eminence, with one gun mounted on its summit; this is called the One Gun Battery, and separates Kingstown from the village of New Edinborough, which some people are wont to denominate a town also. New Edinborough lies in a valley, and is defended by the battery entitled "Old Wo"man's Point."

On a lofty eminence above Old Woman's Point, and possessing an entire command of Kingstown and the harbour, is situated Fort Charlotte, the garrison. Two flag staffs are mounted on the citadel, and from these the signals are made for all vessels that approach the island, on the leeward side.

On the right of the town, and nearly opposite Fort Charlotte, in a somewhat higher position, is Dorsetshire Hill, a very commanding situation for a fortress. Here are a range of barracks, and a signal post for making known the approach of vessels, along the windward coast.

Kingstown is backed by a chain of mountains, the most lofty of which has its summit continually buried