Brazil and the Brazilians : portrayed in historical and descriptive sketches . ont, and often approached by a large stone gateway,where, in the evening, the family sit to amuse their listless hoursby watching the passers-by. These country-residences are built ina style that accords well with the glowing climate. The pedimentsand cornices of the houses are ornamented with arabesques on aground of vivid blue. No ugly clusters of smoking chimneysdeform the roofs. The white walls glitter amid the dark foliage,or stand in strong relief against the steep mountain-sides. Thenative families generally
Brazil and the Brazilians : portrayed in historical and descriptive sketches . ont, and often approached by a large stone gateway,where, in the evening, the family sit to amuse their listless hoursby watching the passers-by. These country-residences are built ina style that accords well with the glowing climate. The pedimentsand cornices of the houses are ornamented with arabesques on aground of vivid blue. No ugly clusters of smoking chimneysdeform the roofs. The white walls glitter amid the dark foliage,or stand in strong relief against the steep mountain-sides. Thenative families generally live on the plain, and near the ever-attractive road; but the Englishman, true to his national character,climbs the mountain and builds an eyrie among the clouds. On arriving at a mineral spring, called Agoa Ferrea, you quityour carriage for the more agreeable mode of travel afforded byhorse or mule. It is true that invalids and hard-hearted peoplemay cause four mules to drag them up the steep ascent. But noone possessing eyes, taste, and health, should miss the opportunity. Tijuca. 205 of a horse-back ride. It is difficult to speak calmly of the sceneryabout Eio. No pen can do justice to the view that meets the eyehalf-way up the mountain. A good cicerone will keep your atten-tion fixed on the flowers that adorn the left bank of the roaduntil he reaches a low part of the brushwood and pulls in hishorse, exclaiming, Look! A wondrous view it is that burstsupon you. There, unfurled before you, like a fairy panorama,are the bay with its islands, the distant mountains blending withthe clear blue sky,—a dark precipitous cliff on the right, pouringdown its tiny cascades in silvery lines, that relieve its barren stern-ness, and on the left a high hill, covered with glossy-leaved coffee-plants : on the plain below rises a single mound, and beyond is thegleaming city,—its white edifices peacefully encircling the greenhills of Conception, San Bento, and Antonio. Nothing but a largeoi
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