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and wished me to stay until the following morn- 

 ing, but I preferred advancing, and slept the 

 same night at another hamlet two leagues be- 

 yond. This day we passed several rivulets 

 which were all much swoln, but none of them 

 were sufficiently full to prevent the continuance 

 of our journey. There had already been some 

 rain, and the face of the country bore a more 

 pleasing appearance. Two letter-carriers passed 

 through the place in the evening, and I wrote 

 by them to a friend at Pernambuco, that the 

 cottage at the Cruz das Almas might be ready 

 for me on my arrival. 



The next day we passed some sugar-plant- 

 ations and over some hills; the country was most 

 beautiful, for every thing looked green and 

 healthy. I crossed a considerable rivulet at 

 the foot of a hill, and, ascending on the opposite 

 side, put up at a single cottage, whicli was inha- 

 bited by white people ; an old man, a widower, 

 with a fine family of handsome sons and daugh- 

 ters. Their cottage had not room for us all, 

 and therefore we intended to sleep in the open 

 air altogether, but the old man insisted upon my 

 going to sleep in the house, and I was not sorry 



Englishmen who were present, if any of them had ever left 

 a horse upon his plantation. I turned round and recognised 

 the colonel of Cunhau. The horse was sent to me about a 

 month afterwards. 



