RIO JANEIRO. 
On the morning of the Ist of November, 
consequently in the spring of the Southern 
hemisphere, we perceived Cape Frio, and in the 
evening plainly distinguished, by its well-known 
conical mountain, the entrance to the Bay of 
Rio Janeiro. A dead calm deprived us of the 
pleasure of running into the port that night, 
so that we were compelled to drop our anchor 
before it ; but we found some compensation for 
our disappointment, in contemplating so much 
of this charming country as was visible from 
our ship. The magnificent scenery of Brazil 
has often been described, but no expression can 
do justice to its ravishing beauty. Imagination 
can scarcely picture the exquisite variety of 
