This chapter is tagged (labeled) with: 

Ch. 5: Ceara, Pernambuco to Crato

Ch. 5: Ceara, Pernambuco to Crato Page of 444 Ch. 5: Ceara, Pernambuco to Crato Text size:minus plus Restore normal size   Mail page  Print this page
136
TRAVELS IN BRAZIL.
beautiful night. My hammock and poncho were both too wet to sleep in, so I had to lie down on the top of two trunks for my bed, with my saddle for a pillow, near a large fire we had pre­viously kindled.
On the following morning, the eighth of September, we con­tinued our journey, and at eleven o'clock halted under some trees by the river side. Our route was through a richer country than any I had yet seen in the province, it being well wooded with large trees, the greater part of which were in leaf; near the houses, which ap-gfared more numerous than hitherto, grew large plantations of cotton, tobacco, sugar-cane, and mandiocca. On the branches of a large tree by the roadside I collected the first Orchideous plant I had seen during the journey; a long round-leaved kind of Oncidium. The tree on which it grew was theUmari [Geoffreya superba), but only on the under side of the branches, the long leaves hanging down like so many whips, intermingled with its large panicles of yellow flowers. It is called by the natives of the Sertao " Rabo de Tatii," from the resemblance of the leaves to the tail of the armadillo. Shortly after we halted, I went out with my gun in search of something for my dinner, but could find only parroquets, which were very numerous, flying from tree to tree, and keeping up an almost continual cry of Parroquet—Parroquet. I fired at some which were seated on a tall tree, and one of those which fell being only wounded, kept up a continued scream when­ever I attempted to approach it; this being heard by its com­panions, several hundreds of them again returned to the tree, and having once more fired among them, they were again brought back by the screams of the dying, nor did they cease to re-appear in the same manner till I had killed more than was sufficient for us all to eat. On the afternoon of this day we travelled about two leagues, and rested at a small sugar plantation (Engenho de Ra-padura). It being the day of San Gonzalvo, the people were dancing and making merry before the house; I obtained leave from the owner to let me pass the night in the mill, two sides of which were open. On alighting from my horse I laid down my straw hat, containing a silk pocket-handkerchief, on an old log of
Ch. 5: Ceara, Pernambuco to Crato Page of 444 Ch. 5: Ceara, Pernambuco to Crato
Suggested Illustrations
Other Chapters you may find useful
Other Books on this topic
bullet Tag
This Page