Identifier: residenceinwesti02stcl (find matches)
Title: A residence in the West Indies and America with a narrative of the expedition to the Island of Walcheren
Year: 1834 (1830s)
Authors: St. Clair, Thomas Staunton
Subjects: Great Britain. Army Walcheren Expedition, 1809
Publisher: London : R. Bentley
Contributing Library: University of Pittsburgh Library System
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Pittsburgh Library System

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y measure five feet from tip totip. The bill is orange-coloured and black ; 186 OLD GLEN. the caruncles on the head orange ; the headand necli are bare of feathers; on the breastis a n^fF of strong bristles like whalebone.The tail and long wing feathers are black,the belly white, and the body of a lightcolour. A pair of parrots attracted my attention bythe noise which they made in crossing from theopposite side of the savannah ; they passedover my head at a great height. Turning-round to look after them, I perceived oldGlen, in the same costume in which I had seenhim the evening before, coming out of theforest about one hundred yards further downthe bank, bending his steps towards thewater. 1 kept myself concealed behind the trees toobserve him. On arriving at the edge of thesavannah, he laid down his staff, and, throw-ing off his only garment, he walked intothe water up to his knees, and commencedwashing his face and body ; and then turningto the sun, which just peeped over the trees
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MR. EDMONstones SETTLEiMENT. 187 in all his glory, be clasped his hands in theattitude of prayer, in which he remained fora quarter of an hour, when, rising and re-placing his shirt, he again hobbled up thebanks and was soon lost to my sight. I stoodgazing after him for some time, till the bushhid him from my view. A tear dropped frommy eye, as I considered the forlorn state ofthis old man, which seemed to say, What isthis world to me ! Retracing my steps, I presently had a fineview of all the buildings on this woody pro-perty, and, seating myself on the stump of anold tree, I drew the sketch from which theannexed engraving has been executed. Inthe foreground stood a fine cockarito, or wildcabbage, with one or two Negroes, and theirwives and children to the right a little waybelow them.v The fine feathery grass raisedits head, like ostrich-plumes far above thewaters of the savannah ; while two egrets,beautifully white, were below fishing. Thelowest building on the right hand was the 1

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