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- which I doubt, as I've found other islands much better - I'd choose this district. There is one old fellow, an English Capt. retired, who has lived up there 30 years and has never been down to Roseau or off the island. His name is Ford or Forbes.
We didn't stay much over an hour, as we wanted to get back to lunch. In spite of its being 4 miles (Dick's est.) by road, it takes at least 3/4 of an hour to come back.
Some time last year Proctor-Cooper IV (III?)
and party from yacht "White Cloud" stayed up at Lisdarra for a few weeks. They were making collection of plants for New York Botanical Gardens.
We got home a little past our usual lunch time. I for one was very hungry. Dick read a good part of "Murder on the Orient Express" by Agatha Christie, to me and in the evening I listened to the radio while he read.

[[margin]] Monday June 22. [[/margin]]   Dick spent most of the morning reading. I washed out a few stockings and did some sewing. I also sorted a few stamps and just killed time.
After lunch I finished the Agatha Christie book, and soon after went up to the library. I came home with 3 Popular Mechanics

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and a mystery for Dick.
Today is a church holiday Our lady of Succor - I believe - and just as I was ready to come home a great many native women were passing the library on their way home from church. In this procession I saw some of the most striking creole costumes I have ever seen. Very bright colored calico seemed to predominate, and for the  first time I saw plain white starched dresses. They all had nice petticoats with lace & embroidery flounces. Miss McIntyre called one of them over so that I could inspect her costume. The darker the complexion the more striking the [[strikethrough]] dark [[/strikethrough]]
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When I got home Dick was waiting for me to come to tea. It seemed very nice as I was hot & thirsty.

[[margin]] Tuesday June 23 [[/margin]]   This is the new king's birthday and a very unpleasant day it is for celebration. About one o'clock this morning they began to have what is called high winds. The slamming of the shutters woke me up and the wind caused me to have a very restless night. Even at noon it was still blowing pretty hard. This is the best kind of day to spend at home.