Miss Sarah Jack of Spanish Town, Jamaica

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There is nothing so melancholy as a country in its decadence, unless it be a people in their decadence. Jamaica was one of those spots on which fortune shone with the full warmth of all her noonday splendour. That sun has set;whether for ever or no none but a prophet can tell; but as far as a plain man may see, there are at present but few signs of a coming morrow, or of another summer. It is not just or proper that one should grieve over the misfortunes of Jamaica with a stronger grief because her savannahs are so lovely, her forests so rich, her mountains so green, and he rivers so rapid; but it is so. It is piteous that a land so beautiful should be one which fate has marked for misfortune. Had Guiana, with its flat, level, unlovely soil, become poverty-stricken, one would hardly sorrow over it as one does sorrow for Jamaica.

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