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VOYAGE UP THE TAPAJOS. 
Chap. II. 
daytime as a long thin line of forest, with dim gray 
hills in the back ground. 
June 18th and 19th. — Senhor Jeronymo promised to 
sell me a montaria, so I waited for three hours after 
sunrise the next morning, expecting it to be forth- 
coming, but in vain. I sent Pinto and afterwards 
Jose to enquire about it, but they, instead of perform- 
ing the errand, joined the easy-natured master of the 
house in a morning carousal. I was obliged, when my 
patience was exhausted, to go after them, having to 
clamber down a projecting bough, in the absence of a 
boat, to get ashore ; and then found my two men, their 
host, and two or three neighbours, lolling in hammocks, 
tinkling wire guitars, and drinking cashaga. I mention 
this as a sample of a very common class of incidents in 
Brazilian travelling. Master Jeronymo backed out of 
his promise regarding the montaria. Jose and Pinto, 
who seemed to think they had done nothing wrong, 
sulkily obeyed my order to go on board, and we again 
got under way. The wind failed us on the 18th to- 
wards three p.m. About six miles above Aramana-i we 
rounded a rocky point, called Acaratingari, th5 distance 
travelled being altogether not more than twelve miles. 
The greater part of the day was thus lost : we passed 
the night in a snug little harbour sheltered by trees. 
To-day (19th) we had a good wind, which carried us 
to the mouth of a creek, called Paquiatuba, where the 
" inspector " of the district lived, Senhor Cypriano, for 
whom I had brought an order from Captain Thomas to 
supply me with another hand. We had great difficulty 
in finding a place to land. The coast in this part 
