We had one very merry fellow here, a Quaker, whose name was William Walters, whom we took out of a sloop bound from Pennsylvania to Barbados.
I knew in London a doctor named Brown, who practised in Barbados.
He had resided in Barbados for twelve years, during which time he had repeatedly visited many of the neighboring islands.
Doubtful whether their destination was Barbados or Antigua,—their two chief stations,—he decided for the latter.
