Our Artist becomes dumb with admiration, at the ingenious manner of toting little niggers.
THE PICTURESQUE IN MATANZAS.
A singular little bit, out of the Calle Manzana.
A SUGAR PLANTATION, NEAR THE YUMORI.
| Our Artist essays to drink the milk from a green Cocoa; | Fatal effect.—An uncomfortable sensation! |
A BED-CHAMBER IN MATANZAS.
First night at the "Gran Hotel Leon de Oro."—Our artist is accommodated with quarters on the ground-floor, convenient to the court-yard, and is lulled to sleep by a little domestic concert of cats, dogs, donkeys, parrots and game-cocks.