Six months in the West-Indies, in 1825

MARTINIQUE DIAMOND ROCK - CAPTRIN MORRIS—ST. PIERRE -.FRENCH AND ENGLISH COLONISTS—COLORED WOMEN. A T noon of the 1 9 th we made the Diamond† Rock again, and sailed close under it about four in the afternoon as we were drinking our wine and eating pineapples. This memorable crag is shaped like a ninepin with the point a little broken at the summit. There is a good passage of a furlong in length between it and the shore, and anchorage within five yards of its sides.

All the world knows, or ought to know, that surprising feat of hoisting up a thirty-two pounder from the top-sail yard-arm of a manof-war in the last war, and of mounting it on this perilous fortress; and how Captain Morris * Called by the Caribs, Madanira. † Between Case du Pilote and a bottom called Cul de Sac des Salines,' says Davies in 1666, 'there is a rock, running about half a league into the sea, which is called the Diamond from its figure, and is a retreat for an infinite number of birds, and among others, woodquists, which breed in it. It is hard getting up to it, yet some visit it, as they pass by, when the young ones are fit to eat. Did Davies, or the French authors, suppose the Diamond to be a promontory ?