Journal of a Residence among the Negroes in the West Indies | ||
NOVEMBER 20.
Our live stock has received an increase; our fowls and ducks are dead to be sure, but a lark flew on board this morning, blown (as is supposed) from the coast of France. In five minutes it appeared to be quite at home, ate very readily whatever was given it, and hopped about the deck without fear of the sailors, or the more formidable black terrier, with all the ease and assurance imaginable.
Journal of a Residence among the Negroes in the West Indies | ||