a corner of the graveyard and left
there to decay. Mr. Morrisey said it was a common occurrence to see
seven or eight funerals pass by every day.

Another thing that struck Mr. Morrisey was the railroad that runs from
Ponce to Playo. The train is made up of an old-fashioned engine and
three cars. There are first, second and third class coaches, the only
difference between the first and second class being the seats in the
first class coach, which are cushioned. It is first class in name only,
and very few of the visitors and the better class of natives use it,
because of the fact that the cushions are full of vermin. Everything
seems to be filthy, from the Hotel Ingleterra, which is considered the
best house in Ponce, to the most miserable of huts on the outskirts of
the city.

Mr. Morrisey said that it is not a question of one place being cleaner
than the other, but one place not being as filthy as another.

The facilities for lighting the city at night were investigated, and it
was found that very little light is used. The stores are lighted with
one or two incandescent lights, which are put in by the managers of a
small electric light plant that has been in operation for some time.
Kerosene oil cannot be bought for less than forty cents a pint, and
consequently is not used to any great extent. An ice plant has also been
established in Ponce, where they manufacture ice in small cakes about
the size of a brick. This sells at $1.50 per hundred-weight.

There is no public school system, and a large number of even the white
population can neither read nor write. The daughters of the well-to-do
are sent to convents on the island, while the sons go abroad to be
educated. Among this latter class there is considerable culture and
refinement, and most of them speak English.

The women are of medium size, but exquisitely formed. They have all the
coquetry which is typical of the women of the tropics, and no one who
visits Porto Rico can fail to be impressed with their beauty, delicacy
and grace.

It has been affirmed that Porto Rico has been in the past a perfect
Mecca for fugitives from justice. At one time no less than one hundred
of this description were traced there.

It is really possible to live on very little money there, and lives are
prolonged to an incredible period. Fugitives therefore find it a haven
in which to turn over a new leaf and begin a better life.

The Porto Ricans are naturally Roman Catholics an