Isles of the sea; or, Young America homeward bound : $b A story of travel and adventureOptic, Oliver
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Isles of the sea; or, Young America homeward bound : $b A story of travel and adventure
Optic, Oliver
Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
There is no end of caves in the limestone rock; and caves are a
positive glory to boys. Tom Moore lived for a time in this island, and
wrote poetry, investing the locality with romance and sentiment; and
Moore’s “calabash-tree” is still a favorite resort to the visitor.
Devil’s Hole, or, more poetically, Neptune’s Grotto, is a rocky abyss
filled with clear water, and has an underground connection with the sea.
“How full of fish it is!” exclaimed Sheridan, as he discovered that the
water was alive with several varieties of fish.
“This is used to keep the fish caught in other waters, at the proper
season, to be taken from this store-house when they are not available
elsewhere,” answered the surgeon. “You will find a great many ponds in
Bermuda applied to this use. You have observed how clear the water is.”
“Isn’t this a capital road?” said Wainwright, as the carriage moved on
towards Hamilton.
“You will find such in all countries where the English people have
lived long enough to make them. There are a hundred and fifty miles of
these good hard roads in the twenty-four square miles of the Bermudas.
You see they have to be cut through the rock in some places,” said the
doctor, as the carriage passed through such a cutting, the walls on
both sides being covered with vines, and with an abundance of plants
growing out of the interstices.
Dr. Winstock botanized somewhat with those of his charge who had a
taste for the study; and there was abundant material to illustrate the
subject. The road all along from the Sound to Hamilton was bordered
with flowers; and when the party stopped at a house, to look at its
wealth of floral treasures, it was not unusual for the courteous
inhabitants to come out, and invite them to enter the grounds, or to
accept a hastily gathered bouquet. Indeed, nothing could exceed the
courtesy and kindness of the people in town and country. They all
seemed to be interested in the students, and especially in the ladies
from the Ville d’Angers.
The excursions were not confined to those made in carriages. The
students were roaming all over the islands, during the afternoons,
which were wholly given up to sight-seeing. All could not afford
carriages; and there were not enough of them to supply all, even if
money had been plenty with them. Most of the boys walked; and in their
rambles they had a deal of fun among themselves, and with the multitude
of negroes that collected whenever the young tars were engaged in a
frolic.
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