We tried to purchase some, but they refused to sell.

The fish did not belong to them, they would send for the proprietor of the place.

The proprietor arrived in a short time, and readily sold what we wanted.
Some of the burying-grounds are very well arranged, and well cared for; this was noticed at Chitanda, and more particularly at a village on the southern shore of the fine harbour at Cape Maclear.

Wide and neat paths were made in the burying-ground on its eastern and southern sides.

A grand old fig-tree stood at the north-east corner, and its wide-spreading branches threw their kindly shade over the last resting-place of the dead.