There was one on every estate.] We were taken through the negro village, and shown the interior of several houses.

One of the finest looking huts was decorated with pictures, printed cards, and booksellers' advertisements in large letters.

Amongst many ornaments of this kind, was an advertisement not unfamiliar to our eyes--"THE GIRL'S OWN BOOK.

BY MRS.

CHILD." We generally found the women at home.