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On the way home ran out of gas (main tank only) and had to go back two miles to Georgetown. No other gas on this side of the island. The man at the garage[[strikethrough]] s [[/strikethrough]] told me that natives bring their fish over from the west coast by the Loufriere "road" and return the same day.  It must be about 12 miles across.  When climbing the volcano from the east, one must walk about four miles.
Home for tea, and after putting away specimens, went with Ruth to call on the Hatch's at the Rectory.  Had a nice visit, and also a glass of sorrel, a native fruit-drink made only about Christmas-time.  Found out that Grafton Hazell is the one that owns the "yacht," and he goes to Beguia every week-end.
  
Mr. Hatch told us that St. Vincent is a much poorer island than Grenada, and the natives not nearly so well off.  There is no peasant proprietor or middle class here, - only the rich whites and the poor blacks.  The negroes here are little better off than in the time of slavery, for there is no [[strikethrough]] s [[/strikethrough]] one responsible for them now.  There is no social mixture here as there is in Grenada between the blacks and whites. 

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[[Illustrated map of the island of St. Vincent which shows roads, towns and collecting stations occupies 3/4 of the page]]

[[margin]] II-5-36 [[/margin]] Spent the morning on the motorcycle.  Removed both heads and found a lot of carbon, especially bad in the rear cylinder.  After lunch took out time to write to Ed and send the MS.  This took so long I didn't get back to the motor till after