dilapidated battery, which bore testimony in letters of stone to the worth of the departed monarch, Colonel Luke S. O'Connor the First, and approached the Colonial Hospital. From afar off I perceived a slab of darker stone let into the masonry of the wall, and I turned my head the other way. It was no use, I could not pass it, and I groaned in spirit as I read:—
"This building was enlarged during the Administration of Colonel S. Luke O'Connor, Governor, A.D ."
I staggered away and wandered into a neglected grave-yard by the side of the path to Oyster Creek. I was in hopes that I might be able to sooth my mind by finding the grave of this departed potentate; but, alas! after a long search I only found a tomb which bore the following remarkable epitaph:
"Sacred to the memory of the bodies of three sailors, which were washed on shore on March , A.D. . This monument was erected during the Administration of Colonel Luke S. O'Connor, Governor."
I left hastily. That man was not going to let his fame languish and die for want of a few monumental inscriptions.
The Gambia river is a magnificent highway to
