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In the course of our a.m walk ashore passed through the grave yard beyond the Hamilton House and bet. the same road and the sea shore only about three graves had any markers or slabs on top. One of these has in memory of Joseph Liburd died age of 59 in 1868. another to a man also I failed to copy, was more recent, the 3d was topped by a cross formerly had looped chains and posts about, but [[image of tombstone]] these were very rusty and toppled over
& with but bits of chain remaining. On side of block forming base one could still read to [[strikethrough]]beloved  [[/strikethrough]] Christiana Maria beloved wife of W.F. Selkridge died Aug 10, 1887. The graves otherwise seemed scattered here and there with but a few loose stones or small pile of them remaining. For some envelopes that May wanted, we dropped in at the town bookstore, [[stu?]], bibles, and greeting cards. retired (colored part white minister) was running it, with colored girl to help him. Was rector for active church duty was 85 years old. Believe he also said he'd been to states once to visit brother in Albany.

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Wednesday April 11 - 1956; Charlestown, Nevis, B.W.I.

Here Fenner, May and I went ashore to see the Hamilton [Alexander] House, and a short way through town and a bit out in the country it is black country allright, and happy well fed blacks at that. The Alex house is large 2 story frame rectangular in some ^[[or should I say in]] need of repair and paint, behind & beside is about 12 to 14 times as much space as the house occupies devoted to garden, grounds are walled with gate on ocean side Place lies between road paralleling shore and shore line. We can see garden, wall & house from where we are anchored // Capt. took Miguel back to hospital for check up. // Like Barbadians natives here seem to have considerable pride; there was no asking for money on the streets, natives did not hound you as in Dominica. On walk in, through street this side Hamilton house a wizened little woman on the light side [[strikethrough]]ask[[/strikethrough]]
(on way to water fount) asked are you Americans, and with our affirmative response she volunteered that she had lived in N.Y. five years but [[strikethrough]]even  [[/strikethrough]] ^[[finally]] came back because it was too cold. But she was proud of having once been to States, no mistake about it. 

Around native fish boat up beach we saw quite a crowd collected. As we learned by going up to a group assembling on beach, near where another similar group was coming in, 6 to 8 men in