A YEAR IN BRAZIL. 



Most of these boxes were opened and examined, soldered 

 up tin cases included ; so that when they came to the 

 personal baggage, they were about sick of the job, and none 

 of my things were searched, as I said they only contained 

 roupas (clothes) and other necessaries. At least, all the 

 officers were very civil ; and at the end of some hours, when 

 all was concluded, and a good sum paid as duty, after 

 mutual compliments, handshaking, doffing of hats, and 

 cigarettes, we at length departed. 



There is an abundant and ubiquitous system of tram- 

 ways. The cars are drawn by one or two mules, but the 

 roads for them in the city are a disgrace ; and in the narrow 

 streets foot passengers have to squeeze against the houses 

 or go into a shop to avoid being knocked down by the cars, 

 which are mostly open, the seats being in rows facing the 

 mules. 



June 29. — Went to the athletic sports to-day, and saw 

 the Emperor. Have to leave to-morrow morning by the 

 five train, so must conclude. 



In the train en route to Queluz. 

 June 30, 1883. — I must begin by a brief allusion to 

 the athletic sports I went to yesterday afternoon at the 

 English cricket ground, near Botafogo. They were really 

 very good. Many of the principal English residents were 

 there, and I was introduced to several. The two races 

 which interested me most were one for little boys, and 

 another for little girls, under twelve. When I had had 

 enough of the sports, I took a car, with some others, to the 

 Botanical Gardens, some three miles further from the town. 

 The road there is quite pretty, passing the Bay of Botafogo 

 and the lagoon Rodriquez de Freitas ; but the most re- 

 markable sight on the route is the view of the precipitous 



