The daily morning journal and courier., 1897-01-19
MARKET DAY IN THE WEST IN
 DIES.
(Contfnued from Fourth Page,)

maps Oy uLIlSIS DL ner hluu' AEIlNluS at the market, there are the same old women lowering over their meager stores, consisting of a few sticks of su- gar cane, eagerly waiting for a chance customer. In the midst of the lavish profusion of fruits and vegetables the paucity of their display Is truly pathet- tc.
 The scene in the market is so unique and indescrlbable that it is useless to attempt to portray it, accompanied as it is by the deafening roar and clamor of vast multitude crying their wares in raucous, indistinguishable patois, as each individual strives to be heard above his neighbor. Surely such con fusion of tongues was never heard since language was confounded at the Tower of Babel. Colored cooks wran- gle and dicl1er with colored vendors in loud, strident voices, or with arms aSimbo, retail a. bit of choice gossip, supremely unconscious of the lapse of time, or of the hungry people impa- tiently waiting for their nine o'clock breakfasts to be prepared after they reach home.
 There are black faces everywhere; they confront one on every side. How ever, when white face is seen it be- comes immediately conspicuous It shines out like star in the midst of It's dusky surroundings. What first at tracts ones attention is the great vari- ety of fruit exhibited There are great heaps of the most delicious, golden or anges, which can be bought for 'thrup- pence a dozen, Missus;" there are piles of glowing tangerines; there are lines, and lemons, and grape fruit and shad- docks without number; there are quan- titles of mangoes, among them the fla vorite humber eleven," and the sweet and sour sops; there are vegetable pears and naseberries, and the beauti- ful scarlet alzees; besides granadillas and cocoanuts. and many other native fruits, the names of which are strange and unfamiliar. Then there are piles of vans and papaws, and chocho and breadfruit, and sweet potatoes and su- gar cane, etc, etc.
 Ceres has been lavish indeed in her bountifulness to her children in this fla vored tropical island where everything grows with such exuberant spontanei- ty.
 Sitting behind counters are cleanly women who exhibit their bread and cakes with so much pardonable pride, soliciting you to purchase with such a pleasant smile on their dark faces that one is tempted to respond to their please buy, Missus" at once. Both bread and cake are decidedly ornate in appearance and show the work of dex- terous fingers; arranged on trays cov- cred with snowy napery they are not untempting.
 There are ninety-two tables in the market for the reception of goods, which are divided into two hundred and forty-six stalls; each table being twenty feet in length and four feet wide. They are placed twelve feet apart, thus forming passage way for public accommodation. One portion of the building is devoted to the sale of meats, another to fish and other sea foods; still another to dry goods, haber- dashery and trinkets. In short nearly everything can be found in this most wonderful mart.
 Victoria market was completed in 1872, receiving its name from Her Most Gracious Majesty" It is a sub stantial structure and is enclosed by a rectangular brick wall, which is sur- mounted by an iron railing. A wide veranda surrounds the building for the | double purpose of shielding the people from the fierce glare of the sun as well as to protect them from violent tenn 7oecf me cl156aY, chouror i,,
 entrance on King street one is greeted with the cool musical murmur of the fountain, or by the discordant notes of the colored band who have elevated
 seats near by They play, however,
 only on occasions, notably on a Satur-
 day or a Christmas morning, when Lady Blake, the wife of the governor
 and other magnates celebrate the holi-
 day by gracing the scene with their
 presehce, according to time -honored custom.
 The market is easy of access from all points of the city, as the terminal cen- 1 ter of the various lines of the street
 railway is on King street, opposite it's
 arched gateway.
 l Street railways are as yet in their in- | ldicy III hlnSSloH. iHldSlne, IL you please, the most primitive of open cars with hard seats and untidily Tapping
 curtains drawn by two small mules
 who gallop wildly over the road, first
 on one side of the track and then on
 the other, as their own fancy dictates
 to the jingling accompaniment of their
 long chain traces. As the drivers be-
 long to the s. P. c. A., they content
 themselves with snapping their long
 whips in dangerous proximity to the
 animals ears, and by frequent urging
 and jerking of lines they succeed ir
 keeping the poor creatures at the top o1
 their speed, thus evading the letter, il not the spirit of the law.