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[[preprinted]] 44 [[/preprinted]] Carriacou 10. Mr. Knight also expressed himself as quite disgusted with the slowness and disinterestedness of the people on the island. I don't know how good a commissioner he will be, but he will certainly try to improve things for the people. Mr. Simmons listed the products of the island as Cotton, peanuts, limes, onions, coconuts, yams, pigeon peas, mangrove oysters, and fish. After supper M. Knight went back to town on horseback to give a talk to the Literary Guild. I sat on the verandah for an hour or so and talked with Curtis and Monica. [[margin]] I-18-36 [[/margin]] At 8 A.M. Mr. Simmons came by and drove Mr. Knight and me down to Hillsborough. I got a blank envelope from Mr. Knight and sent a registered letter to Ruth, enclosing the stamps Mr. Knight had given me. Cost 2d. Mr. & Mrs. Haydock and small son were going to Grenada on the launch and there was a considerable crowd on the jetty. Said my thanks and goodbyes to Mr. Knight and Mr. Simmons, and went aboard to save myself a place in which I could lie down with some comfort. The boat left at 9 o'clock, with clear and calm weather, and assurance of a smooth trip, as these trips go. [[end page]] [[start page]] [[preprinted]] 45 [[/preprinted]] Carriacou 11, final. Grenada 13. (From the Grenada Handbook for 1915). Carriacou lies about 20 miles north of Grenada; the only town of the island being Hillsborough. Area about 13 square miles. There are no streams, the water supply being derived from springs, wells, tanks, and ponds. The highest point is Bellevue North (called on the maps High North), 980 feet. "The island of Carriacou appears to be in the main composed of beds of fine-grained volcanic sands and tuffs. On the eastern slopes of the island and at Belair, at an altitude of 600 feet, the tuffs of which the hills are composed are covered with[[strikethrough]] s a [[/strikethrough]] layers from 10 to 20 inches in thickness of a shallow water foraminiferal limestone ...." Just outside of the harbour we stopped for a few moments to take aboard a small boat load of fresh fish, just taken from the seines. At Isle Ronde we took aboard some oranges, but I was lying flat and feeling as though it was safer not to get up. It was not nearly as rough as going up. After leaving Santeurs and rounding the point it became quite smooth and I sat up for the last half hour. We arrived at 2 P.M. Found Ruth at home and had them send up a big tea at three. No more work today.