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gives you a relish for the viands. You are in the way of being cured, I think; and, by Jove, Virginiawhat's her name ?-Bellingham is a pretty girl; shouldn't object to her as a goddaughter even.'

'Could you not think of her as a wife now, Kyrle?'

'I should as soon think of send

ing in my papers and quitting the Eighth or King's,' said he, with one of his quiet mocking laughs.

And more would, the handsome cynic have laughed had he known that Vere did come again and again to look at the photo in the captain's album, as it had a pleasant fascination for him, and to this, remembering the way he had been treated in Hampshire, he felt not indisposed to yield. Had he been deHad he been detected by Kyrle, he would have been prepared to declare that he saw in it a likeness to Gertrude, though he had himself become assured that such was not in the slightest degree the case. To admire a beautiful face, animate or inanimate, could be no treason to that young lady who had so utterly cast him off.

'Treason!' thought he bitterly; 'what faith or fealty do I owe her?'

It was not like Gertrude-not a bit; yet in the sophistry of fancy, or superstition of the heart, he tried hard to think that it was, and would boldly have asserted to Kyrle Desborough that he thought so. Of Gertrude Templeton he did not possess a single relic to bring her image before him; nor was such necessary, as it still seemed to be, as it were, photographed on his very brain.

Eureka! Tumble up, Vere; Jamaica is in sight!' cried Toby Finch at the poop-door about dawn one morning when he was lieutenant of the watch on deck. 'Look alive if you wish to see "The Blue Mountains glow in the sun's golden light."

The welcome announcement of 'Land ahead! brought all on deck betimes; and fast, with every revolution of the screw, it rose from the pale azure of the morning sea in the form of three great peaksthose of the Coldridge, the mighty mass of the Blue Mountains, which run across the island of Jamaica from the south-east to the northwest; and towards them every eye was turned and every glass levelled.

As the day wore on the transport was steered in an easterly direction; and gradually the mountain-peaks began to blend into one mass as she drew near and began to round Morant Point, with its iron lighthouse and all its morasses and cane-jungles; after which, as eve was closing, she hauled up for Kingston Harbour, which lies about sixty miles distant from it.

None grew weary of looking on the famous Blue Mountains, which most of those on board now beheld for the first time. In some parts they are more remarkable for beauty than boldness, particularly on the north, where they have a gentle acclivity, and are interspersed with vales, amid which the field-glasses could discover the most romantic and luxuriant scenerygroves of pimento, the deep tints of which were deliciously relieved by the verdure of the turf, seen in countless openings below. Through all these woody vales there pour a profusion of fertilising streams, that end in white cascades of foam as they fall from projecting rocks into the Caribbean Sea. Farther inland rise the greater hills, all covered with wood, peak upon peak, becoming fainter in outline and tint, till they are blended with the light floating clouds.

Under the guidance of a coloured pilot of somewhat ferocious aspect, the transport glided past the long neck of land known as Palisades,

with the sandy Keys to port; and thence between Port Royal Point and Fort Augustus, till, just as the moon rose in all its wonderful radiance, her anchors were let go, and she swung at her moorings in the magnificent harbour of Kingston, which is no less than twentyfive miles in circumference, and is one of the finest and most secure in the world. The myriad lights of the town were glittering amid its busy streets, and shedding long lines of tremulous radiance across the water; its white-walled edifices stood vividly out in the light of the gorgeous moon, with the Liguanea Mountains, about six miles distant, as a background.

The sentinels had now strict orders to keep all shore-boats and canoes at a distance from the side, as the natives are wont to come off with fruit and plantains, yams, pomegranates, and pine-apples, which are frequently green and bad, and also to preclude any chance of 'sucking the monkey,' by the purchase of cocoa-nut shells filled with coarse Jamaica rum, which is drunk from the orifice that resembles the monkey's mouth.

After the transport had been duly visited by the brigade-major and a medical officer, and reports given as to the health of all on board, preparations were immediately made for disembarkation; and by the noon of the next day, Kyrle Desborough's companies, surrounded by a capering crowd of blacks and mulattoes, mulattoes and blacks, over and over again, and of very Christy Minstrel aspect in externals, all greeting the new buckra sojers,' marched into those noble barracks called Up Park Camp, which are situated in the beautiful Liguanea Plain, northward of the city of Kingston; and Vere found himself surrounded by scenes and people of an entirely new description-different, at least,

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IN THE LAND OF ETERNAL
SUMMER.

'ALL travel has its advantages,' says Dr. Johnson: if it lead a man to a better country, he learns to improve his own; if to a worse, to enjoy it.' After the soreness of heart he had undergone, Vere enjoyed to the full the change of scene Jamaica afforded him-its gorgeous landscapes, its mountain. vistas, and the luxuriance of its foliage and flowers; while the different occupations incident to being quartered in Up Park Camp were not without a beneficial effect upon his mind and spirits.

He did not forget his love-affair with Gertrude; but he ceased to feel bitter on the subject, and could think of it without irritation or worry.

Disturbances certainly were expected among the negroes; but as yet all remained quiet. The duties were easy, and the planters hospitable. So time passed pleasantly away. There was the morning ride as far as Spanish Town, or Santiago de la Vega, which stands in a beautiful plain, through which the railway runs to Kingston; or it might be a bath in the clear waves of the Caribbean Sea, provided there were no sharks about. There were expeditions, with Kyrle, Toby Finch, and others, to fish for eel and mullet at Ferry Moss, where they could idly whip the water with the lines while drinking iced champagne and lounging under the cool and luxuriant shadow of a silk cotton tree, that spread its stately foliage far and wide above their heads.

There were plenty of dinner in

vitations to the houses of wealthy planters, at whose banquets the new arrivals were always treated as old friends, welcomed amid bumpers of Madeira,-banquets never without turtle and punch; for turtle is the soul of the West Indian dinner-table, and no more to be taken without punch than roast beef without mustard. Then there would be an occasional review when the major-general commanding, or the governor, who is also captain-general, was seized with a fit of zeal; and even to those who, like Vere, had been in India, the troops presented a fine sight as the glittering columns went past under the splendid blaze of a tropical sun, with the deep-blue sky of Jamaica overhead, flecked by fleecy clouds, and all the fair and languid Creoles of Kingston and Santiago de la Vega surveying the Europeans critically from the windows of their carriages, drawn up in lines by the saluting point. These exhibitions were generally followed by a garrison ball, or one given at the Admiral's Pen, the residence of the naval commanderin-chief, when always a good and characteristic display of Creole beauty was presented a beauty ever 'rich in all the fascinations of tropical girlishness,' as Coleridge has it; their dark hair radiant with diamonds and pearls-girls whose heart and soul were in the dance, and whom no amount of it seemed to fatigue, even when the boom of the morning gun announced that it was five o'clock, and the carriages came for those who would willingly have danced it all over again.

If any of us have the bump of matrimony among our organs, it will be sure to be developed under a West Indian sun,' said Desborough, as he and some of the Eighth made their way back to barracks from one of those balls as

the sun was rising above the ridges of Port Royal. If this sort of thing goes on we can't all escapenot even you, Vere.'

'Why me particularly, Kyrle?' asked the other.

'By force of habit-mere force of habit,' replied Kyrle; and then, with a waggish air, he sang :

"The heart like a tendril accustomed to cling,

Let it grow where it will, cannot flourish alone;

But will lean to the nearest and loveliest thing

It can twine with itself and make closely its own.

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Jamaica is hot, certainly,' added Kyrle, as he turned his handsome and flushed face to the delicious morning breeze that came from the Caribbean Sea; 'but, by Jove, it is not so hot as the land of the death-blast!'

'Where is that?' asked Clive, who was a little unsteady in his gait, and around whom the barracksquare seemed to be revolving in a circle.

'In Bundelcund, where Vere and I have been.'

'Then it's a hot place?"

'Hot! I should think so! "Like being on a sand-heap under a burning-glass," as somebody says in David Copperfield?

When not in uniform, Vere and his friends seemed to have left Regent Street in reality far be hind them; and even the smartest young officers were glad to wear the standard suit of white, which is light, cool, and adapted to those regions of eternal summer; and, moreover, they were compelled to endure philosophically the bites of mosquitoes and sandflies.

But Vere and his brother-officers soon began to find that this life in Jamaica was not to be all couleur de rose; for on all hands nothing was now spoken of but the expected rising of the Maroons and other negroes; and ere the spring of the

year was over, the whole colony resembled, as Professor Tyndall phrased it, the dried grass of a prairie, ready to be set on fire from beginning to end by a spark of successful insurrection,' and, moreover, seemed on the eve of becoming another Hayti; for there were only 13,000 whites in the island against 450,000 negroes.

The causes of the local discontent are foreign to our story; suffice it to say that, with the terrible experience of the Indian Mutiny fresh in the minds of all, a sure knowledge of the savage nature of the West Indian negroes and mulattoes, and the reports that were now heard on all hands were sufficiently alarming, seditious meetings for a general revolt being held in all directions under the auspices of men-dark alike by nature and colour-named Gordon, Paul Bogle, and an active young fellow of colour named Manuel Moreno, of Spanish descent, who had already been involved in many desperate outrages, brawls, and quarrels, and of whom more anon.

'Since emancipation,' says a writer on this subject, 'the negro, so far as he himself is concerned, has permitted his offspring to grow up neglected in mind, neglected in body, neglected as to education and religion, neglected as to all moral principles and treatment— neglected in everything, in fact, and wilfully given up to moral and spiritual ruin and destruction. The transition from slavery to unlimited freedom was too sudden. Experience was not wanting in so momentous a matter; and hence the great experiment, on which the whole world looked with expectant gaze, has proved a failure, involving alike in its ruin planter and peasant, European and Creole.'

The demagogues we have named, and others, called upon all men of African descent to unite themselves

into societies for mutual defence. Illegal drillings were reported to be going on all over the island, under the immediate control of the most daring agitators; negroes were being enlisted and sworn, officers over them elected-captains of fifty men each; arms and ammunition were being procured and concealed; and negotiations were made with an officer of the Confederate navy to land these, with other stores, at Black River. And thus originated those troubles with which the unfortunate Governor Eyre had to contend.

According to the parliamentary Bluebooks, one of the rebel leaders is said to have stated in August 1865 that he 'could swear that in less than five years there would not be a white man in Jamaica; that the black men would not hurt the white ladies, but have them as their wives, and just do with them as they did in Hayti;' adding, that instead of destroying the whites in detail, 'the better way would be for them (the blacks) to agree throughout the island, and in one night massacre them; that the blacks should go to each estate in parties and murder them all.'

This state of matters, which developed itself fast, caused a considerable increase of military duty, much alertness, and no small anxiety in the minds of all in command, as it was evident that a crisis was coming and shots would soon be exchanged.

In this wretched West Indian broil or civil war there would be hardships to be undergone, peril and massacre to be faced, together with cruel torture and wounds; but no such glory could be won as in combating European troops. Do what one might, no medal, clasp, or ribbon would be given for conquest or victory over desperate and miserable negroes, however brave and reckless they might be;

and so far as interest in the heart of Gertrude was concerned, Vere regretted this contingency of colonial service.

Apart from the circumstance of being safely landed at the end of a pleasant voyage, he at first had felt a growing sense of satisfaction, and looked forward with sincere pleasure to garrison duty in Jamaica, where the grandeur, sublimity, and teeming fertility of the scenery exceeded all he had ever seen, save when serving on the lower slopes of the Himalayas.

As yet no outbreak had taken place, and Vere and his friends rode, fished, and shot as usual whenever they had permission to do so; but once, having ridden further than he was wont to do alone, he had a rencontre which was not without interest at such a time.

From Hunt's Bay he had one day ridden for several miles into the country alone and unattended, till he found himself under the shadow of the steep hills that look down on the Rio Pedro, and then discovered that he had lost his way-a discovery which was the more annoying that he was in plain clothes, and consequently quite unarmed; and of that fact he had been uncomfortably reminded, by the saucy bearing of several negroes whom he had passed upon the road.

They were all on their way to Kingston, apparently carrying on their woolly heads great baskets of fruit and vegetables to sell in the market. The monotonous singing with which they cheered each other, the laughter and the clatter of their tongues, died away, as Vere passed them, and their black eyes gleamed with malevolence and hate as they surveyed the 'buckra man,' lolled out their red tongues at him, and pursued him with

strong invectives and epithets as long as he was within hearing.

Lest he might be provoked to use his whip, he had no desire to meet these fellows again, or to overtake them; so, prior to returning, as the afternoon was one of intense heat, he gladly dismounted at a little wayside hotel, kept by a fat old negress named, as the signboard informed all passers, Miss Sabina Snowball, who grinned fearfully as she welcomed him, and called him an 'andsome tight buckra,' as she ushered him into a cool apartment on the groundfloor, where the windows, partly shaded by green jalousies, opened a shady verandah, beyond which was seen a stately but natural avenue of cabbage trees stretching away towards the Rio Pedro.

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A young man of colour, who was seated at the table smoking, and drinking weak rum-and-water, on seeing Vere enter, rose politely, bowed, offered him a chair, and then his open cigar-case, from which Vere selected a fine havanna, thanked him and proffered his own, and then some of the usual commonplaces on the heat of the day and so forth passed, while Vere ordered a bottle of Moselle; but Miss Sabina could only produce some tolerable Madeira, in which he asked his new acquaintance to join him, and the latter frankly did so.

He was rather handsome, both in face and figure, with a brown complexion that was remarkably pure and clear, with a certain amount of rose tint in each cheek. His hair and moustache were jetty black. His eyes had long and silky lashes that a belle might have envied; but these failed to soften their wild devil-may-care and occasionally snake-like expression, while the lines about his mouth, when not concealed by his

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