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43771	Starr, Ida May Hill	Gardens of the Caribbees, v. 2/2 Sketches of a Cruise to the West Indies and the Spanish Main			.txt	text/plain	36885	1768	78	THE BOG WALK ROAD, NEAR SPANISH TOWN, JAMAICA 213 Once on land, we realised, looking up the long, black hill ahead of us, one side of this famous gateway, back into the welcome Caribbean Sea. Thence through the night we skirted the South American coast, passing lead with his big white Indian helmet jammed over his eyes, and Little far above the tree-tops of the town, and our white ship out in the the Great Mother's back, going thirty odd miles to reach Caracas, which way, enter a sort of wood, and come suddenly to the minister's house. man would look, act, appear just a little different from the every-day sweetly cool, washing the feet of the great, good Mother;--we longed to "Come!" And the little city waved its pretty white hand to us with down in the white church by the sea, and the creole girls had come from	./cache/43771.txt	./txt/43771.txt