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to give the gardener a tip, so I gave him 9d, to which he said, "We usually gets more". - And I replied "I'm sorry but I only have 2d left", so he departed with good grace.
As I went out the gate I looked at the bulletin board and discovered that one should pay a guide 60 cents an hour, and we had certainly been gone longer than that. On the other hand he had advertised himself as a gardener, not as a guide.
On my way to the street car an old lady - negress - who had just gotten off the car greeted me with, "Happy New Year Miss, May the Saints love and protect you. May God bless you - would you give me 2d"?
I answered that I had no money, and she bowed and went away.
The afternoon was spent reading and writing.
Dick will be glad he wasnt here to-night. We had a New Year's party - which was promised us instead of a big Christmas dinner. The dinner was excellent but the wine was raw. It didnt even compare with the everyday

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white wine at Hotel des Antilles.
I dressed for dinner, as Miss Huggins wouldn't think I was appreciating her party unless I did. We had cocktails, on the front veranda. It was here that I met Mrs Garraway & Miss Garraway (both from Grenada) - sisters-in-law. They seem to be friendly with Henry "Beefy" (the crudest man in town). That's nothing [[underlined]] much [[/underlined]] against them, as they seem nice enough.
The dinner tables were arranged in a U shape and there was little I missed as my seat was at the top of the "U". Mrs Scott sat next to me, and this was the first time since she has been here that we have exchanged conversation. The Garraways sat across from me. "Beefy was up to his usual tricks of staring. He cant seem to understand that he is not irresistable - even to a married woman. He is the type who [[underlined]] would [[/underlined]] make passes at girls who wear glasses. After a few courses he even got friendly enough to bring a cap over for me to wear - saying that well worn phrase of Mohammed and the mountain.