Various, The Idler Magazine, Volume III, June 1893
“ The Treasure only consented to play after much pressure. He said:“You know what the wicket is like; it’s simply mountainous, [Pg 514] and black men have no control over their bowling. For you medium-sized chaps it may be comparatively safe, but bowling at me is like bowling at a haystack—you cannot miss. When I go in, the blacks never bother about the stumps, but just let fly at random on the chance of winging me. Last match here, I hit their crack fast bowler all over the island, and he got mad at last, and gave up attempting to bowl me, but just tried to kill me.” ”
