Jacmel was an outlying symptom; Port au Prince was the central ulcer.
I had seen Jacmel, and therefore thought myself prepared for the worst which I should find.
Jacmel was alive with troops; there had been a review that very afternoon and the populace had hailed the commandant as President.
If any were left at home Jacmel must have been as populous as an African ants' nest.
Odours, not Arabian, from open drains reminded me of Jacmel.
