ugly, that the Fer-de-lance looks an hideous fiend, the Ocelot a
beautiful fiend, merely because the outlines of the Ocelot approach
more nearly to those which we consider beautiful in a human being:
but I confess myself not yet convinced. 'There is a great deal of
human nature in man,' said the wise Yankee; and one's human nature,
perhaps one's common-sense also, will persist in considering beauty
and ugliness as absolute realities, in spite of one's efforts to be
fair to the weighty arguments on the other side.

These Fer-de-lances, be that as it may, are a great pest in St.
Lucia. Dr. Davy says that he 'was told by the Lieutenant-Governor
that as many as thirty rat-tailed snakes were killed in clearing a
piece of land, of no great extent, near Government House.' I can
well believe this, for about the same number were killed only two
years ago in clearing, probably, the same piece of ground, which is
infested with that creeping pest of the West Indies, the wild Guava-
bush, from which guava-jelly is made. The present Lieutenant-
Governor has offered a small reward for the head of every Fer-de-
lance killed: and the number brought in, in the first month, was so
large that I do not like to quote it merely from memory. Certainly,
it was high time to make a crusade against these unwelcome denizens.
Dr. Davy, judging from a Government report, says that nineteen
persons were killed by them in one small parish in the year 1849;
and the death, though by no means certain, is, when it befalls, a
hideous death enough. If any one wishes to know what it is like,
let him read the tragedy which Sir Richard Schomburgk tells--with
his usual brilliance and pathos, for he is a poet as well as a man
of science--in his Travels in British Guiana, vol. ii. p. 255--how
the Craspedocephalus, coiled on a stone in the ford, let fourteen
people walk over him without stirring, or allowing himself to be