But one soon got accustomed to the strange sights; though it was, to say the least, somewhat startling to find, on Christmas Day, the altar and pulpit decked with exquisite tropic flowers; and each doorway arched over with a single pair of coconut leaves, fifteen feet high.
The Christmas Day Communion, too, was one not easily to be forgotten.

At least 250 persons, mostly coloured, many as black as jet, attended; and were, I must say for them, most devout in manner.

Pleasant it was to see the large proportion of men among them, many young white men of the middle and upper class; and still more pleasant, too, to see that all hues and ranks knelt side by side without the least distinction.

One trio touched me deeply.

An old lady--I know not who she was--with the unmistakable long, delicate, once beautiful features of a high-bred West Indian of the 'Ancien Regime,' came and knelt reverently, feebly, sadly, between two old Negro women.