St. Paul daily globe., 1893-03-27

Highbourne and the neighboring Gays.
Wild hogs, numerous on some of the
after, lived almost solely on these
palms, tearing down the smaller trees
and ripping them open with their tuSkS
to get at the succulent heart
The cabbage palm brought on this Oc-
casion to us was not good specimen.
When cooked it looked like huge and
very stringy sugar cane, and tasted like
Succulent wood.
/ have often since eaten mountain
cabbage. When of the proper kind it
Is extremely good. Eaten raw it has a
nutty flavor. and makes an excellent
s lad. When cooked it looks rather like
very white cabbage, but the flavor is
much finer and more delicate.
While we were enjoying varieties in
our menu, our little monkey, Je.nima,
or "Jim," was determined to have some
change also. Before any one could IN
terfere she had opened the cage con-
tanning the ground doves, seized one of
head. The next day, in spite of q sharp
watch kept on jim, the other dove
came to a similar untimely end.
Sometimes we went out fishing for
our dinner, or collected great pink
cOnch shells in the shallow water by the
shore. The fish in them made capital
soup. Sometimes my husband pene-
trated the thick bush along the coast i'll
search of "gOlding" for the pot.
This is q handsome bird, something
like a heron. The old birds are fiShy
and uneatable, but the young ones are
tender. and rather like snipe in taste.
So our days glided by i'll delightful
monotony. All our meals were served
on the veranda, and there we spent the
h eat of the day, busy at our various oc-
cupations-the children at their lessons.
the maids at their work. my husband
and reading, painting or writing.
HammOckS hung from the beams, and
a swing i'll one was very agreeable. The
view all around was charming. An un-
dulating foreground of thick bush, COM
posed of silver palmettos; lignum vitR,
covered with punches of azureftlowerS
seven-year apples. with star-like white
blossoms having delicious fragrance,
and trees and shrubs innumerable, OF
unknown names and beautiful foliage
slOped down 10 a turquoise sea stretch
ing as far as the eye could reach, and
dotted with little gray and green isl
andS.
Between the bush and the sea lay a
band of coral beach, shimmering in the
sunshine like broad silken ribbon; III
the foreground grew some fine wild
rOsO apples" as they are locally termed;
their botanical name | have forgotten.
The foliage is very dark green, and
the branches bear clusters of brilliant
scarlet flowers. On the backs of the
large, leathery leaves beautiful little
iridescent green and blue beetles make
their home.
The wing cases Of these beetles are
clear and like glass. the beautiful colOrs
showing through the CLASSY substance,
but disappearing on the death of the IN
sect.
TO the full we tasted on our desert isl
and that pleasure UNKNOWN to dWeliers
in cities, and rarely experienced III
northern climes-the pleasure OF mere
existence
The air was full of perfume, the eye
feasted with harmonious forms ano
glowing colors, the body refreshed by
cool yet balmy breeZes; and we drank
| III health and strength from All .Open-ail
life, unhampered by cOnventio nallties
and unembittered by the stru ggle fol
existence.