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37 public promenade. A few brass cannon of large calibre - bearing their names and history in large letters upon their breach - point their mouths seaward. A ruinous sentry box stands on the edge of the wall. The garrison yard and barracks occupy the space within the angle. Here during the short sunset and twilight - when the land breeze breathes freshness through the sultry air - the inhabitants repair to walk and enjoy the beauty of the scene. And truly the view is splendid. Before the eye opens the noble bay - at its farther bound the fleecy clouds receive the waters - and hide them in their breasts. The distant mountain islet and its larger companion Toboga - covered with green verdure - sleep on the expase of lively blue. The ships in port ride tranquilly at their anchors - their canvass wings folded on their towering masts. The