The guns of the Caribbean remained shrouded once more in an idleness now grown almost liturgical in its regularity, no siege joined nor garrison tried in the whole of the day past. Yet the NPC Raiders' scheduling office, ever industrious even when its cannon are not, has posted a fresh pair of summons for this very evening: KAMI's Piritu, under British colours, is marked to receive uninvited callers shortly after six o'clock, with OCB's Port-au-Prince, flying French ensign, to endure its own visitation less than an hour later. Whether this latest doubling of ambition shall finally break the Raiders' long and unbroken record of failure, or merely extend it into yet another chapter, the harbours themselves decline to venture a prophecy. The treasury ledger continues to offer the columnist the barest of scraps. KAMI holds first place for what must now be reckoned a positively venerable streak, its forty ports unchanged from yesterday's count, and no rival clan presses near enough to trouble the settled arithmetic of its supremacy. Caribbean wealth, like Caribbean arms, appears to have settled into a contented and thoroughly undramatic repose.