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[[preprinted]] 42 [[/preprinted]] [[underlined]] Antigua #32 [[/underline]] inspected some of the historical sites. This Dockyard was used by Nelson in 1805 -- not as a place to build ships -- merely as a refitting station. Nelson's house still stands altho' it isn't exactly the same building as Nelson lived in. It has been partly rebuilt and restored. In the house there are very few things of interest, but there is one set of old china which is well worth seeing. There also is a chair called "Nelson's chair", but I doubt that he ever sat in it. We were shown about the dockyard by Mr West -- a boring old codger -- who is caretaker and guide. For this he charged us 6d apiece. We were shown the spot where Lord Camelford shot Ltd. Peterson and we were told the story, with love interest added. We were taken into what was used as a mess hall when George V was Prince George and behind a locked covering is the inscription supposedly written by King George -- A Merry Xmas 2 You all. West tells the story [[underlined]] this [[/underlined]] way. He was a small boy at the time and on this particular ^[[insertion]] Xmas [[/insertion]] morning Prince George and a number of officers were going around to the various mess halls tasting the [[end page]] [[start page]] [[preprinted]] 43 [[/preprinted]] Xmas puddings. As they found the pudding in this particular hall the best, Prince George [[underlined]] ordered [[/underlined]] the inscription to be painted on the wall. In other words he did not do it himself, as we are somewhat led to believe. When Gov. Lt. Johnston asked King George about it, the king replied that he had forgotten the incident, but that [[underlined]] he [[/underlined]] most certainly had never done the painting altho' he might have ordered it done. The Pay House and the officers quarters are now rented out to people who want to spend a holiday at the Dockyards. The accommodations leave much to be desired, and the buildings are only partially furnished. We visited a while with Mrs Hudson, but didn't get a chance to see the Archbishop as he was out fishing. We came home tired but well contented with our outing. [[margin]] Saturday August 29. [[/margin]] Dick and I went out this morning to the racetrack. Collecting was very poor. Above the track is a marshy bit of land, and in a depression is a small lily pond with beautiful pink water