WHAT HAPPENED AT HANNAMANOO ON the other side of the island was the large and populous bay of Hannamanoo, where the men sought might yet be found.

But as the sun was setting by the time the boat came alongside, we got our offshore tacks aboard and stood away for an offing.

About daybreak we wore, and ran in, and by the time the sun was well up, entered the long, narrow channel dividing the islands of La Dominica and St.Christina.
On one hand was a range of steep green bluffs hundreds of feet high, the white huts of the natives here and there nestling like birds' nests in deep clefts gushing with verdure.

Across the water, the land rolled away in bright hillsides, so warm and undulating that they seemed almost to palpitate in the sun.

On we swept, past bluff and grove, wooded glen and valley, and dark ravines lighted up far inland with wild falls of water.