298 OUTDOOR STUDIES 
man’s jacket of blue, with tight sleeves. On 
the head there is the pretty round-topped straw 
hat with red and white cord, which is now so 
extensively imported from Fayal; and beneath 
this there is always another kerchief, tied under 
the chin, or hanging loosely. The costume is 
said to vary in every village, but in the villages 
opposite Horta this dress is worn by every 
woman from grandmother to smallest grand- 
daughter ; and when one sails across the har- 
bor in the lateen-sail packet-boat, and old and 
young come forth on the rocks to see the ar- 
rival, it seems like voyaging to some realm of 
butterflies. 
Their outdoor life begins very early. As 
soon as the Fayalese baby is old enough to sit 
up alone, he is sent into the nursery. The 
nursery is the sunny side of the house door. 
A large stone is selected, in a convenient posi- 
tion, and there the little dusky creature squats, 
hour after hour, clad in one garment at most, 
and looking at the universe through two black 
beads of eyes. Often the little dog comes and 
suns himself close by, and the little cat beside 
the dog, and the little pig beside the cat, and 
the little hen beside the pig,—a “ Happy 
Family,” a row of little traps to catch sun- 
beams, all down the lane. When older, the 
same child harnesses his horse and wagon, he 
