Bridgeton pioneer., 1916-12-14
HERE are two great public mar
kets in Kingston, Jamaica.
where the natives sell fruit and

ii are LWO great puOAAS AloA
kets in Kingston, Jamaica
where the natives sell fruit and
vegetables and all sorts of local
commodities for little more than Q
song. These are Victoria Market, by
the harbor at the foot of King street,
where war vessels and colliers sail in
to port across the blue waters Of the
Caribbean almost daily, and Jubilee
Market, further uptown, and fronting
the public square where are the great
banyan trees and all manner of tropi.
cal plants.
The daily supplies are brought to
market by the natives in large fat
baskets borne ON their heads or in
panniers on the backs of the small
burros that are the burden bearers of
the island, says a writer in the New
York Sun. These little beasts, hardly
larger than big dogs, are led or driven,
their overs generally walkin~ beside
them
In the open spaces of the market
woman yenders take up their positions
for the day on the bare ground or per-
haps seated on low boxes, with their
slender stock in trade spread out in
little heaps about them. These consist
of a few yanns, or bread fruit, or nase-
berries, or whatever they may chance
to have, and upon which they make
during the long sunny days only few
pennies profit. They pay about q
shilling and sixpence per week as
license for the space that they and
their wares occupy and clear scarcely
enough to supply even their simplest
necessities. Yet for the most part they
are cheerful and happy, and the soft,
Continuous patter of their voices as
shey gossip and trade all day suggests
the name Of the tree, "Women's
Tongues" whose dry pods rustic to-
Sether so musically in the country
lanes.
It does one good at any time to make
the tour of the market, walking among
the women with their strange fruits
and vegetables, and buying penny's
worth here and a hapenny's worth
there for the sheer delight of it all.
"Buy a ripe banana!" they will call
out mellifluously, or BUY sweet
orange!" or "Ha'penny! Ha'penny!
Buy a cake!" And looking down into
their engaging brown faces one de-
sires forthwith to buy everything.
A quartee, or "pAnny-'a'-penny,' as
they say quickly with soft elision, is a
favorite coin among the small denom-
nations; it is quarter of sixpence,
and for this price one can buy three
or four oranges, or perhaps twice as
many bananas. A stranger rarely ever
cares to pay more than this for star
apples or naseberries, which require
an educated taste for enjoyment; but
pawpaws, resembling our cantaloupes,
and cho-chos, similar to our white
squash, are delicious. AS for tanger-
Ines and guava, they are joys forever.
Market Women In Scrap.
Picking my way gingerly one day
among the scores of seated and stoop-
Ing venders, and being very careful
not to step into the little piles of pep
pers and what not that were out
spread everywhere, I plunged into the
midst of a lively scrap between two
colored women. One of them, who
had been seated on box in the sun.
shine, irascible with her long vigil,
had picked up her seat and moved it
back plump into the midst of her
neighbor and her neighbor's wares, all
outspread together ON the ground. The
result was scrimmage, with much
pushing and chattering, all of which
was so funny that my amusement set
them laughing also, and the trouble
wound up in a good natured romp
among them. And, oh, but the sun
was hot, and the binding white light
quivered out upon the waters of the
harbor
A row of stalls runs along one side
of the market, where sticky sweets
are sold, most unappetizing to foreign
sensibilities. The stuff is ladled out
of great dingy cans and sold in penny
worths and farthing amounts or more
Near this row of stick ghee are racks
and stacks of fiimsy cotton goods and
ribbon, laces and embroideries, all i'm
zacuiately fresh and clean, thouxb