St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1903-06-10

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the stately English cathedral erected by
the late Bishop Steere. man of learning
and untiring in his labors among tn.
natives. The style of the church is hal
Gothic and half Arabic. but it is so en-
closed by walls and dwellings, that it:
architecture cannot be properly appre
ciated without close scrutiny. The white
spire towers up high and can be seen in
almost every quarter OF the town. There
are granite pillars, stained memorial
windows and marble floors. Bishop
Steere is buried in the chancel behind the
high altar. There were many brass tab.
lets, one ito the memory OF Livingstone
and other brave and good men who
spent their lives in suppressing the slave
trade" There are mission schools and
buildings near, and in the court one OF
the most graceful and immense "ham-
boyant" trees / have ever seen. 1t is a
species of Mimosa with quivering SEN
sitive leaves and most fascinating, ele-
giant red blossoms. This one towers up
and bids fair to envelop the court in
dense shade. The interest which centers
around this church is chiefly because it
marks the site Of the old slave market
which so aroused the indignation and
righteous ire of men like DR.. Livingstone
and Others throughout the christian
world. The market. so long the habita-
ton of cruelty, so long the source Of
enormous i'll gotten gains, the price, OF
blood, has vanished forever and the sign
of the cross marks the victory and the
triumph. Although the church was COM
pleted in 1884 or 1885, much OF it al.
ready is stained and mildewed and the
Bible at the reading. desk shows the
ravages of the dampness OF the church.
This church is principally for natives
and Zwahili hymn books and prayer
books are in every seat. The high altar
is profusely decorated and the service is
said to be very ritualistic. We were too
late for mathis aud too early for even
song, so were not able to be present at
service. Perhaps other African churches
like the one at Blantyre, are larger. That,
too, was largely built by the natives
themselves. But Christ church at
Zanzibar is probably the most richly
equipped, the most ornate and the most
remembered by far-away
givers of any native church on or near
the dark continent"
The large Roman Catholic church with
twin towers is conspicuous even at sea.
The entrance is from the street and the
given is better. The precincts
are exquisitely clean and everything is
new and we'll kept. The church is very,
very large and lofty, and could easily
seat 1900 or 1000 people. There was an
air of peace and quiet and rest about it,
with the noise and turmoil
of the streets. From the general market
place we obtained a carriage which seat
ed fave besides the driver. and ascertain.
ing that our little grey pony was fresh
and well fed, we secured him for two
hours to take us to the environs Of the
town, as we were exhausted by our
morning tramp in the intense heat. We
rather wondered how anyone could drive
in the narrow streets, but as everyone
has to clear for a vehicle-and our driver
was ingenious in turning-we got safely
through the native quarter and came to
dry lagoon where boats lay high and
dry and where scattered low houses of
Zwahilis and Zanzbaris are located.
Soon we reached the sultan's carriage
road, we'll made and well planted with
pine trees. Passing many grim, desolate,
delapidated Moslem cemeteries, we found
ourselves near a grassy slope where
golf course, cricket field and tennis
lawns mark the ubiquitous English
athlete. The lawns were neat and well
kept and the pavilions and kiosks were
very pretty. Further on the Protestant.
Portuguese and Roman Catholic Gem
eteries were shown, shaded by huge trees
and on the opposite side of the road were
lovely villas back from the street and
built in lovely styles of Moorish architec-
ture so well adapted to this climate.
One place was especially beautiful.
Flowering shrubs and crotons, pictur-
esque verandas and porches. red tiled
roofs and we'll laid out gardens, sho wed
both wealth and taste. Then our drive
took us to mango groves, but we, who
knew South African manages, and those
who know India, stood amazed at the
sight of these giants, these magnificent
trees, with their girth Of trunk and their
wide reaching branches. The leaves are
long, curved, lanceolate, glossy, dark
and handsome, and these lords of the
island tower up a hundred feet, even
above the palms which CROWN protusion
around them. Itseems incredible. These
groves line the driveway and extend into
the far interior of the island. The fruit
is large and luscious and ola good quality.
Beyond the curious scattered huts and
the mango and palm groves, we reached
the Glove forests. The season for picking
was over, but we secured some spicy
leaves and flower buds; glad of some
thing really sweet scented in mal-odor.
Gus Zanzibar. Our homeward journey
lay through native village where the
evening meals were being prepared, and
in almost every one cocoanuts play a
great part. They give milk, cooling
watery drink, and also food. We saw
many people, especially men, playing
games of chance with bowls into which
colored marbles are thrown, with card:
and sort OF dice. At six we assembled
on the square, saw the sultan's guard
the band formed, the national anthem
was played and the flag hauled down
and very iootsore and weary and hot
we were rowed back to our boat where
noisy hawkers were still clamoring fo1
trade. AS this day is the 18th snniver
sary OF our wedding a pretty little Fan
zibar souvenir has come to me which
shall greatly value, in memory of the
dav. MARY T. GRAY.
Zanzibar, March "a, 1908.
A Year Of Disasters.
1t required many days OF rain to rails,