I saw all the fruits of the islands in matchless profusion. intermingled with magnificent ferns. the dazzling bougainvillea. the brilliant flamboyant-tree. and a thousand creepers and plants.

Sometimes a little wreath of ascending smoke. curling above the purple petals of bougainvilleas. or the red cloud of oleanders. told her of his presence. in some retired thinking-place.

The tall houses of the city gave place to villas draped in bougainvillea behind gardens of trees.

The wealth of the bougainvillea`s masses of lustrous magenta was matched by the dazzling flamboyant. trees forty feet high. and their foliage a hundred in circumference. a sheen of crimson.

Yellow marigolds may follow. then another ring of red roses. then lilac bougainvillea. then something blue. after which you may have a circle of white jasmine. and so on.