ME. weir's JOUENAL. 587 



Jan. 31si.-— Coutiuues ^vet. Made an excursion in the forest, 

 but found nothing. 



Feb. \bL — Still wet. All the small streams ar6 swollen to 

 the size of rivers. I don't know how I am to get back to Jahu, 



Feh. 2nd, — Very wet, with much thunder. 



Feh. '3rd. — No signs of the rain abating, and Senor B. thinks it 

 will last for some time yet. He tells me that I may get back to 

 Jahu by a path leading away from the river to the higher ground, 

 where all the small streams have their rise. It is a long way 

 round, but I can do nothing here while the weather is so wet, 

 and by going this way I shall at least see some more of the forest. 

 There is also another new fazenda on the road, where I can rest 

 for the night. 



Feb. itJu — Still wet. Started to return to Jahu, Reached 

 the fazenda spoken of by Seiior Barbosajust before dark. 



Feb. 5^/t.— Started early in the morning, and reached Jahu 

 late in the afternoon. Found my camarada still unwell, and 

 impatient to get back to a more civilised part of the country. 

 Gave him some more medicine; if he continues ill I shall be in 

 a bad fix, as it will be almost impossible to find a man here. 

 The weather still is very wet, although it has not rained so con- 

 stantly to day. 



Feb, Qth, — Showery day. On the side of the small rivet 

 Jahu, that runs past the settlement, I' collected specimens of 

 Nos. 185, 186, and 187: the first is a weedy Polygonum ; the 

 second an acanthad, also a weed ; and the last an Tpommay with 

 large white flowers. 



Feb. Tth, — Forenoon fine, thunder and heavy rains in the 

 afternoon. Made an excursion in the forest, collecting specimens 



of No. 189, a slender climhing {Galipea sp.) si^eciea oi tresine ; 

 and of No. 190, a shrub 5 to 6 feet in height. 



fc Feb. 8th. — Day fair but dull. Made another excursion in the 



forest, but met with nothing to collect, I am afraid there are 



but few good things here. The soil in these forests is a reddish 



brown loam. It is called terra vermelho by the people, and is 

 considered the best of all the soils of Brazil, or at least of the 

 southern part of it. 



My camarada is no better, and I shall have to look out for a 

 man to go back with me as far as Brotas, where I shall stay 

 again a few days ; but I am afraid it will not be easy to find 

 one. 



Feb. 10th. — My camarada told me to-day that he should not be 



