It was amusing to observe the almost infinite diversity of products which loaded them.

There were sweet potatoes, yams, eddoes, Guinea and Indian corn, various fruits and berries, vegetables, nuts, cakes, bottled beer and empty bottles, bundles of sugar cane, bundles of fire wood, &c.

&c.

Here was one woman (the majority were females, as usual with the marketers in these islands) with a small black pig doubled up under her arm.

Another girl had a brood of young chickens, with nest, coop, and all, on her head.
Further along the road we were specially attracted by a woman who was trudging with an immense turkey elevated on her head.