us up the 
river. Even at some distance from the mouth, sting-rays and jelly-fish 
were floating about. As we rowed upwards, the banks were overhung 
with the densest vegetation. There were mahogany trees with their 
curious lop-sided leaves, the copal-plant with its green egg-like fruit, 
from which copal oozes when it is cut, like opium from a poppy-head, 
palms with clusters of oily nuts, palmettos, and guavas. When a 
palm-tree on the river-bank would not grow freely for the crowding of 
other trees, it would strike out in a slanting direction till it reached the 
clear space above the river, and then shoot straight upwards with its 
crown of leaves. 
We shot a hawk and a woodpecker, and took them home; but, not many 
minutes after we had laid them on the tiled floor of our room, we 
became aware that we were invaded. The ants were upon us. They were 
coming by thousands in a regular line of march up our window-sill and 
down again inside, straight towards the birds. When we looked out of 
the window, there was a black stripe lying across the court-yard on the 
flags, a whole army of them coming. We saw it was impossible to get 
the skins of the birds, so threw them out of the window, and the 
advanced guard faced about and followed them.
On the sand in front of the village the Castor-oil plant flourished, the 
_Palma Christi_; its little nuts were ripe, and tasted so innocent that, 
undeterred by the example of the boy in the Swiss Family Robinson, I 
ate several, and was handsomely punished for it. In the evening I 
recounted my ill-advised experiment to the white-jacketed loungers in 
the verandah of the inn, and was assured that I must have eaten an odd 
number! The second nut, they told me with much gravity, counteracts 
the first, the fourth neutralizes the third, and so on ad infinitum. 
We made two clerical acquaintances in the Isle of Pines. One was the 
Cura of New Gerona, and his parentage was the only thing remarkable 
about him. He was not merely the son of a priest, but his grandfather 
was a priest also. 
The other was a middle-aged ecclesiastic, with a pleasant face and an 
unfailing supply of good-humoured fun. Everybody seemed to get 
acquainted with him directly, and to become quite confidential after the 
first half-hour; and a drove of young men followed him about 
everywhere. His reverence kept up the ball of conversation continually, 
and showed considerable skill in amusing his auditors and drawing 
them out in their turn. It is true the jokes which passed seemed to us 
mild, but they appeared to suit the public exactly; and indeed, the Padre 
was quite capable of providing better ones when there was a market for 
them. 
We found that though a Spaniard by birth, he had been brought up at 
the Lazarist College in Paris, which we know as the training-school of 
the French missionaries in China; and we soon made friends with him, 
as everyone else did. A day or two afterwards we went to see him in 
Havana, and found him hard at his work, which was the 
superintendence of several of the charitable institutions of the city--the 
Foundling Hospital, the Lunatic Asylum, and others. His life was one 
of incessant labour, and indeed people said he was killing himself with 
over-work, but he seemed always in the same state of chronic hilarity; 
and when he took us to see the hospitals, the children and patients 
received him with demonstrations of great delight. 
I should not have said so much of our friend the Padre, were it not that 
I think there is a moral to be got out of him. I believe he may be taken 
as a type, not indeed of Roman Catholic missionaries in general, but of 
a certain class among them, who are of considerable importance in the
missionary world, though there are not many of them. Taking the Padre 
as a sample of his class, as I think we may--judging from the accounts 
of them we meet with in books, it is curious to notice, how the point in 
which their system is strongest is just that in which the Protestant 
system is weakest, that is, in social training and deportment. What a 
number of men go to India with the best intentions, and set to work at 
once, flinging their doctrines at the natives before they have learnt in 
the least to understand what the said natives' minds are like, or how 
they work,--dropping at once upon their pet prejudices, mortally 
offending them as a preliminary step towards arguing with them; and in 
short, stroking the cat of society backwards in the most conscientious 
manner. By the time they have accomplished    
    
		
	
	
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