94 WANDERINGS IN 



SECOND streets. The impurities from the houses, and the 



JOURNEY. 



accumulation of litter from the beasts of burden, 



are unpleasant sights to the passing stranger. He 

 laments the want of a police as he goes along ; 

 and when the wind begins to blow, his nose and 

 eyes are too often exposed to a cloud of very 

 unsavoury dust. 



port of Per- When you view the port of Pernambuco, full of 

 ships of all nations, when you know that the 

 richest commodities of Europe, Africa, and Asia, 

 are brought to it ; when you see immense quanti- 

 ties of cotton, dye-wood, and the choicest fruits 

 pouring into the town, you are apt to wonder at 

 the little attention these people pay to the common 

 comforts which one always expects to find in a large 

 and opulent city. However, if the inhabitants 

 are satisfied, there is nothing more to be said. 

 Should they ever be convinced that inconveniences 

 exist, and that nuisances are too frequent, the 

 remedy is in their own hands. At present, cer- 

 tainly, they seem perfectly regardless of them; 

 and the Captain-General of Pernambuco walks 

 through the streets with as apparent content and 

 composure, as an English statesman would pro- 

 ceed down Charing-cross. Custom reconciles 

 every thing. In a week or two the stranger 

 himself begins to feel less the things which an- 

 noyed him so much upon his first arrival, and after 

 a few months' residence, he thinks no more about 

 them, while he is partaking of the hospitality, and 



