ing to these forts, which road is not less worthy of a description than the forts themselves.

The first part of it is called Upper Montserrat, pourquoi je ne sais pas, and although only remarkable for a few clean dwellings and a great many dirty ones, is nevertheless a favorite promenade with many, not to say all, of the inhabitants of Grenada, or rather Georgetown.

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After passing the residence of the chief judge, which may be termed the top of Montserrat, the road becomes more level, and the scenery more picturesque. A conspicuous object is the Government House, which is a noble building; and if not the most splendid in the West Indies, is certainly superior to any in the smaller islands; and is a credit to the colony. It is built of brick, has a handsome exterior, and is delightfully situated on a pleasant and healthy spot, commanding a magnificent view of the surrounding scenery.

On one side it looks towards the town and harbour; and on the other, towards that most classical valley in the tropics, the Vale of Tempe.

Some distance beyond the Government House, is a point called the White Gun, where the road branches off in two directions, one leading to the country, and the other by a steep ascent to Richmond Hill.

After passing the guard-house, a little way up the hill is the mess-room; and the barracks for the men and officers are considerably beyond.

They are situated on the battlements of the first

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fort, and are fine, cool, airy, and substantial buildings, with long covered galleries at the back. Further on are the superb quarters of the Commandant, after which comes the citadel, on which a flag-staff is erected, and another fort.

At the back of the barracks, and some distance below them, is a fine parade-ground, where the troops are regularly exercised. In my poor opinion, it is impossible for any view to be more beautiful than that seen from the Richmond Heights. The pleasing and picturesque appearance of the little town; the unique fort, defending the harbour and commanding the bay; the busy Carenage, filled with vessels of all sorts and sizes; the boats watering at the aqueduct; the spacious Lagoon, the little creeks and bays; the fair pasture of Belmont on one side, and the lovely Vale of Tempe on the other; the long line of broken and irregular hillocks shooting into the sea and becoming

"Small by degrees, and beautifully less,"

until they terminate in Point Saline; finally, the sea itself, the broad bright blue Atlantic, with the little droghers scudding over its unruffled surface, or larger vessels with their bellying sails filled with the balmy breezes of the tropics, bounding lightly and swiftly over its azure waves, and dashing up the foamy spray-all these combine to form a scene of surpassing loveliness, almost deserving, in the opinion of Coleridge, "that Westall should make a voyage from England to see and paint it.”