And other trees of other sorts were such that there is no one who could * ** liken them to others of Castile. * * *"The others who went for water told me how they had been in theirhouses, and that they were very well swept and clean, and their beds andfurniture [made] of things which are like nets of cotton.[*] Their housesare all like pavilions, and very high and good chimneys.[**] [*] They arecalled Hamacas. To be sure, there are those who wag their heads knowingly and tell us that the capital of the Cotton Kingdom has moved from the Black to the White Belt,鈥攖hat the Negro of to-day raises not more than half of the cotton crop. Such men forget that the cotton crop has doubled, and more than doubled, since the era of slavery, and that, even granting their contention, the Negro is still supreme in a Cotton Kingdom larger than that on which the Confederacy builded its hopes. So the Negro forms to-day one of the chief figures in a great world-industry; and this, for its own sake, and in the light of historic interest, makes the field-hands of the cotton country worth studying. On the day that the captive Indian was set ashore, a Biscayan sailordied, who had been wounded by the Caribs in the fight between the boat'screw and the canoe. A boat's crew was sent ashore to bury him, and as theycame to land there came out "many Indians, of whom some wore gold atthe neck and at the ears. They sought to come with the christians to theships, and they did not like to bring them, because they had not hadpermission from the Admiral." The Indians then sent two of their numberin a little canoe to one of the caravels, where they were received kindly, and sent to speak with the Admiral.""They said, through an interpreter, that a certain king sent them toknow what people we were, and to ask that we might be kind enough toland, as they had much gold and would give it to him, and of what theyhad to eat. The Admiral commanded silken shirts and caps and other littlethings to be given them, and told them that as he was going whereGuacanagari was, he could not stop, that another time he would be able tosee him. And with that, they (the Indians) went away."They stopped two days at a harbor which they called Monte Christi, tosee if it were a suitable place for a town, for the Admiral did not feelaltogether satisfied with the place where the settlement of La Navidad hadbeen made on the first voyage. This Monte Christi was near "a great riverof very good water" (the Santiago). But it is all an inundated region, andvery unfit to live in. 超碰caoporen97人人_国产在线自天天人人 And the fire of the end begin to burn in the west; On June 26, I took the plane to New York, after emotional good-byes, especially with Frank Aller, Paul Parish, and David Edwards, this time for real. Just like that, it was over, two of the most extraordinary years of my life. They began on the eve of Richard Nixons election and ended as the Beatles announced they were breaking up and released their last movie to loving, mourning fans. I had traveled a lot and loved it. I had also ventured into the far reaches of my mind and heart, struggling with my draft situation, my ambivalence about my ambition, and my inability to have anything other than brief relationships with women. I had no degree, but I had learned a lot. My long and winding road was leading me home, and I hoped that, as the Beatles sang in Hey Jude, I could at least take a sad song and make it better. They made their mistakes, those who planted Fisk and Howard and Atlanta before the smoke of battle had lifted; they made their mistakes, but those mistakes were not the things at which we lately laughed somewhat uproariously. They were right when they sought to found a new educational system upon the University: where, forsooth, shall we ground knowledge save on the broadest and deepest knowledge? The roots of the tree, rather than the leaves, are the sources of its life; and from the dawn of history, from Academus to Cambridge, the culture of the University has been the broad foundation-stone on which is built the kindergarten's A B C. On Sunday, October 28, he arrived there, in what is now called thePuerto de Nipe; he named it the Puerto de San Salvador. Here, as he wenton, he was again charmed by the beautiful country. He found palms "ofanother sort," says Las Casas, "from those of Guinea, and from ours." He found the island the "most beautiful which eyes have seen, full of verygood ports and deep rivers," and that apparently the sea is never roughthere, as the grass grows down to the water's edge. This greenness to thesea's edge is still observed there. "Up till that time," says Las Casas, ,hehad not experienced in all these islands that the sea was rough." He hadoccasion to learn about it later. He mentions also that the island ismountainous.