

CAPTAIN PAULO TRAVASSO. 



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of its celebration was yet distant one week. On 

 the day subsequent to that of our arrival, dinner 

 was scarcely over before t\\cfarinha y the bananas, 

 the rice, and other dainties upon the table, were 

 hurled at each other's heads ; soon the smart 

 uniform coats were taken off, and in his shirt- 

 sleeves each man began this civil war with heart 

 and soul. Every thing was borne with perfect 

 good humour, and at last, fatigued and be- 

 daubed, all of us retired to the hammocks 

 which had been provided for the party. But 

 as our evil stars would have it, a brave cap- 

 tain closed quietly all the shutters (as the 

 moon was shining very bright into the room), 

 and then he placed himself near to an enormous 

 jar of water, which stood in one corner of the 

 apartment, and with a small pitcher in his hand 

 soon dealt around him its contents, awakening 

 us with repeated showers, and obliging us to take 

 shelter under the chairs and tables. This, and 

 other jokes allied to it, continued until the 

 break of day, when we prepared for a continua- 

 tion of our journey. One company was re- 

 viewed here. 



We proceeded to the house of Captain Paulo 

 Truvasso, distant one league. As was our usual 

 custom, my friend and I walked out soon after 

 our arrival, and in returning, instead of pur- 

 suing the path, which was rather circuitous, 

 we attempted to climb up a bank, that we might 



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