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" The religion is not the same , by any means , sir . The masters worship themselves , and the negroes worship a G-od . " "What God ?"
" The G-od of Africa , sir , in general . Then when they come across to Brazil they are often converted to the masters religion , and they jabber some words which they don't understand , and call it praying . They call themselves Catterlicks . " " Are there any priests down in these villages , generally ? " asked I , calling to mind the question addressed by "V oltaire ' s hero to an old man , "Have you no priests , who teach and quarrel , and burn everybody who doesn't agree with them ?"
" ] NTo , sir , very seldom . Tillages get on better without them . " And such I believe is greatly true . The priests who come to the Brazils are in general those who have been turned out of some European country , on account of vicious acts , reminding one of the philosophers in Juvenal , who . " De virfcute locuti , " rush to the commission of crime .
CHAPTER Till . —BBAZIL . Little of note took place during my wanderings among the neighbouring villages . The population was generally of a debased character , prone to cheating , their laziness only equalled by their
avarice , two feelings which you would not think could exist cotemporaneously in the breast . An -avaricious man generally is a pushing eager trader , but the Brazilian , with an indescribable love of money , lolls supinely in his hammock instead of working , and looks to chance for the increase of his income .
But I must not forget to recount here an adventure which happened in the neighbourhood of Mangaratiba , while bearing on some of the events that took place during my stay . The Maria Isabella had arrived one morning from Rio Janeiro , and brought me a message from Mr . Darkle , saying that I was to return in her , but that ,
previously , I was to bear a private message to a person living in the country near Mangaratiba . I set off on a mule , with my negro to show me the way ; we had to cross a somewhat steep mountain ridge , the path running obliquely up the side to facilitate the passage of travellers .
The negro had lagged behind somewhat , and as I proceeded , a sudden turn in the road that commanded a view of a part of the path below , showed him struggling with a white man . His antagonist was a short stout personage , but in strength seemed by no means equal to the black . However , the contest was one that might
last long , the negro being unarmed was evidently desirous of drawing his opponent to the side of the road in order to fling him down , and had to prevent his making use of his hands to draw any concealed weapon from beneath his garments . The white man had placed himself in rather a favourable position to resist these endeavours ,
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" The religion is not the same , by any means , sir . The masters worship themselves , and the negroes worship a G-od . " "What God ?"
" The G-od of Africa , sir , in general . Then when they come across to Brazil they are often converted to the masters religion , and they jabber some words which they don't understand , and call it praying . They call themselves Catterlicks . " " Are there any priests down in these villages , generally ? " asked I , calling to mind the question addressed by "V oltaire ' s hero to an old man , "Have you no priests , who teach and quarrel , and burn everybody who doesn't agree with them ?"
" ] NTo , sir , very seldom . Tillages get on better without them . " And such I believe is greatly true . The priests who come to the Brazils are in general those who have been turned out of some European country , on account of vicious acts , reminding one of the philosophers in Juvenal , who . " De virfcute locuti , " rush to the commission of crime .
CHAPTER Till . —BBAZIL . Little of note took place during my wanderings among the neighbouring villages . The population was generally of a debased character , prone to cheating , their laziness only equalled by their
avarice , two feelings which you would not think could exist cotemporaneously in the breast . An -avaricious man generally is a pushing eager trader , but the Brazilian , with an indescribable love of money , lolls supinely in his hammock instead of working , and looks to chance for the increase of his income .
But I must not forget to recount here an adventure which happened in the neighbourhood of Mangaratiba , while bearing on some of the events that took place during my stay . The Maria Isabella had arrived one morning from Rio Janeiro , and brought me a message from Mr . Darkle , saying that I was to return in her , but that ,
previously , I was to bear a private message to a person living in the country near Mangaratiba . I set off on a mule , with my negro to show me the way ; we had to cross a somewhat steep mountain ridge , the path running obliquely up the side to facilitate the passage of travellers .
The negro had lagged behind somewhat , and as I proceeded , a sudden turn in the road that commanded a view of a part of the path below , showed him struggling with a white man . His antagonist was a short stout personage , but in strength seemed by no means equal to the black . However , the contest was one that might
last long , the negro being unarmed was evidently desirous of drawing his opponent to the side of the road in order to fling him down , and had to prevent his making use of his hands to draw any concealed weapon from beneath his garments . The white man had placed himself in rather a favourable position to resist these endeavours ,