56 A YEAR IN BRAZIL. 



to seek refuge in a roadside farm, where only women and 

 children, who are always very numerous, were to be seen. 

 A very nice-looking coloured girl, with a child on her hips 

 (the invariable way of carrying children), brought us in 

 coffee, ajid soon an ox-cart full of milho arrived, accom- 

 panied by two men — husband and phe de famille, and 

 his brother. They were followed by a cart drawn by ten 

 goats, laden with wood. This was the first goat-cart we 

 had seen, but subsequently we fell in with several. While 

 at Capella Nova, a cart passed us drawn by ten rams. 

 These carts are all used for the purpose of carrying fire- 

 wood. 



After a pretty good vegetable dinner, the rain having 

 partly ceased, and wishing to push on to better quarters 

 (than this poor hut, called Fazenda do Sapecado, could 

 afford, we took our leave and proceeded through the drip- 

 ping forests along the clay paths — horribly wet and slippery 

 owing to the rain — reaching the Fazenda da Mata, after 

 less than an hour's ride, at 4.30. 



The owner, Coronel * Joao Luiz de Oliveira Campos, 

 of whom we had heard much on the way up, is a great 

 man in every sense of the word, and he fought in the Para- 

 guayan War. He has a wife and two daughters, of whom 

 we only got an occasional glimpse when they were looking 

 at us through a nearly closed door ; but his two sons, who 

 were with us most of the evening, are tall, fine-looking, and 

 pleasant lads of about eighteen. We also saw his two little 

 grandchildren, a boy and a girl. All of them are fair-haired 

 and nice-looking. The colonel is a man with a tall com- 

 manding figure and presence, very stout, with a long grey 

 beard. He has an extensive estate and many slaves, as 



* Coronel, — Anglicl Colonel, one of many instances, in Portuguese, of the 

 substitution of r for / ; e.g. also prata for plata = silver. 



