JOURNEY TO GOIANA. 



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some of my English friends accompanied me to 

 my cottage at the Cruz das Almas, that they 

 might be present at my departure, in the course 

 of the ensuing night. Senhor Feliz, my com- 

 panion, arrived in the evening, bringing with 

 him his black guide, a freeman. Preparations 

 were made for proceeding upon our journey, 

 and about one o'clock, as the moon rose, we 

 sallied forth. Senhor Feliz, myself, and my 

 English servant John on horseback, armed with 

 swords and pistols; the black guide also on 

 horseback, without saddle or bridle, carrying a 

 blunderbuss, and driving on before him a bag- 

 gage-horse, with a little mulatto boy mounted 

 between the panniers. My English friends 

 cheered us as we left the Cruz, and remained 

 in my quarters, the command of which I had 

 given up to one of them during my absence. 

 That part of the road which we traversed by 

 moon-light I had already passed over a short 

 time before, and subsequently, from frequent 

 travelling, my acquaintance with it was such, 

 that I might have become a guide upon it. 



We rode along a sandy path for three quarters 

 of a league, until we began to ascend a steep 

 hill, of which the sides and the flat summit are 

 covered with large trees, and thick brushwood 

 growing beneath them. The hamlet of Beberibe 

 stands at the foot of the corresponding declivity j 

 to this place several families resort in the sum. 



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