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all round, really appears like a small village. It is situated 

 off the main road, close by the bridge over the River 

 Camapuao, and on the bank of the river. The owners are 

 six brothers, who have several fazendas ; but two or three 

 live here with their mother. They all have a special aptitude 

 for carpentering, ironwork, and mechanics. There is a 

 carpenter's shop and a forge, with plenty of water-power, 

 which is taken advantage of. Among other uses, such as 

 supplying the motive power to turbines for grinding maize, 

 it works the "monjolo," or water-mill, which, with its mono- 

 tonous creak and thud, is almost perpetually in motion. 

 The owners were very kind, and showed me a lot of their 

 work, which is really well done. I inspected hammer- 

 heads, knives, etc., and was especially pleased with some 

 plane-stocks made of scented wood, and a well-finished 

 table with drawers, constructed of different coloured native 

 woods. After coffee and boiled eggs, I returned to the 

 work. 



The next day the youngest of the brothers, named 

 Caroline, came to ask me to employ him, which, having a 

 vacancy, I was very glad to do. He has turned out a good 

 workman, besides being very willing and obliging. 



That morning we saw an armadillo swimming across 

 the river ; my men killed him, but he was not good to eat. 

 This species has a short tail devoid of scales. 



January 12. We had our breakfast in a cottage at 

 Camapuao, full of women and children. The women were 

 all busy spinning and weaving. We bought some girdles, 

 which the natives wear round their waists ; they are strong 

 and well made, of cotton, which is dyed with various bright 

 colours. 



About four o'clock we saw a heavy storm coming on, 

 and so finished up in a hurry. We had only reached 



