[Note 62: We left Pernambuco on the 14th Oct. 1821. Before Nov. 18th

of the same year, the Cortes of Lisbon had recalled Luiz do Rego and all

the European troops; had repented of that recal, and had countermanded

it, and sent reinforcements. But by the time they arrived, the

captain-general had embarked on board a French ship for Europe; and the

junta, after provisioning the ships with the troops, forbid them to

land, and sent them towards Rio Janeiro.]

_Sunday, Oct. 14th._--We got under weigh after breakfast, and soon lost

sight of Pernambuco. All Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, we coasted along

within sight of the shores of Brazil. They are hilly and very woody, the

green of the sloping banks being often interrupted by bright white

patches, which seem to be of sand. In the evening of Tuesday the 16th,

we anchored in the bay of All Saints, opposite to the town of St.

Salvador, commonly called Bahia. It was quite dark before we got in, so

that we lost the first entrance-view of that magnificent harbour; but

the scattered lights show us the great extent and high situation of the

town.

_Wednesday, 17th._--This morning, at day-break, my eyes opened on one of

the finest scenes they ever beheld. A city, magnificent in appearance

from the sea, is placed along the ridge and on the declivity of a very

high and steep hill: the richest vegetation breaks through the white

houses at intervals, and beyond the city, reaches along to the outer

point of land on which the picturesque church and convent of Sant

Antonio da Barre is placed. Here and there the bright red soil shows

itself in harmony with the tiling of the houses. The _tracery_ of forts,

the bustle of shipping, hills melting in the distance, and the very form

of the bay, with its promontories and islands, altogether finish this

charming picture; then the fresh sea-breeze gives spirit to enjoy it,

notwithstanding its tropical climate.

Early in the day we moved our anchorage closer in-shore; and then, on

the invitation of Mr. Pennell, the British consul, we went ashore to

spend the day with him. We landed at the arsenal, or rather dock-yard,

where there is nothing of the neatness observable in such establishments

at home. The first object we saw, however, was a fine 58-gun frigate on

the stocks, the model of which I hear connoisseurs praise as beautiful.

There is nothing besides the new ship, and some handsome pieces of old

brass cannon, worth looking at. Every thing is visibly either suspended

or on the decline, and there will probably be no improvement, until the

political state of Brazil is a little more settled. We find things here,

though not quite so unquiet as at Pernambuco, yet tending the same way.

The street into which we proceeded through the arsenal gate, forms, at

this place, the breadth of the whole lower town of Bahia, and is,

without any exception, the filthiest place I ever was in. It is

extremely narrow, yet all the working artificers bring their benches,

and tools into the street: in the interstices between them, along the

walls, are fruit-sellers, venders of sausages, black-puddings, fried

fish, oil and sugar cakes, negroes plaiting hats or mats, caderas, (a

kind of sedan chair,) with their bearers, dogs, pigs, and poultry,

without partition or distinction; and as the gutter runs in the middle

of the street, every thing is thrown there from the different stalls, as

well as from the windows; and there the animals live and feed! In this

street are the warehouses and counting-houses of the merchants, both

native and foreign. The buildings are high, but neither so handsome nor

so airy as those of Pernambuco.

It was raining when we landed; therefore, as the streets leading out of

the filthy lower town do not admit of the use of wheeled carriages, on

account of the steepness of the ascent, we hired caderas, and found

them, if not comfortable, at least commodious. They consist of a cane

arm-chair, with a foot-board and a canopy covered with leather;

curtains, generally of moreen, with gilt bordering and lined with cotton

or linen, are contrived to draw round, or open at pleasure; and the

whole is slung by the top to a single pole, by which two negroes carry

it at a quick pace upon their shoulders, changing occasionally from

right to left.[63]

[Illustration]

[Note 63: When Frezier travelled, a cotton hammock with a canopy was

used.]

As we ascended from the street, every step brought us in sight of some

beautiful scene, generally terminated by the bay and shipping. There is

something in the landscape here peculiarly agreeable. The verdure, the

wood, the steep banks, and gently sloping lawns, generally opening to

the sea or the lake behind the town, have a freshness and amenity that I

scarcely remember seeing before. We saw but little of the upper city,

but that little was handsome, in our way to the consul's. His house,

like those of all the British merchants, is a little way out of town,

and is in the suburb Vittoria, which occupies the greater part of a long

narrow ridge extending from the town towards Sant Antonio: between it

and the town is Fort Pedro, built, I think, originally of mud, by the

Dutch. It was faced with stone, on the recovery of Bahia from the Dutch,

about the beginning of the last century. We found the Consul and his

daughter ready to receive us at their very pleasant garden-house, which

literally overhangs the bay,--flowers and fruits mingle their sweets

even down to the water's edge,--while

"Seaborn gales their gelid wings expand,

To winnow fragrance round the smiling land."

Eager to seize the opportunity of walking out after our voyage, we

accepted Miss Pennell's kind offer, to show us some of the surrounding

country before dinner, and accompanied her as far as the church

dedicated to N.S. da Graça. It was the first offering of piety, I

believe, to Christian worship by a native Brazilian.

When the famous Caramuru was wrecked, together with the Donatory

Coutinho, on Itaparica, Coutinho was put to death; but, Caramuru, being

beloved by the natives, was spared, and he returned to his old

settlement of Villa Velha. His wife, Catherine Paraguaza, who had

accompanied him to France, saw an apparition in the camp of the Indians,

and believing it to be a real European female, Caramuru followed in the

direction his wife pointed out: he discovered, accordingly, in one of

the huts, an image of N.S. da Graça; and according to the directions his

wife had received from the vision, built and dedicated the church, and

bestowed it, and a house by it, on the Benedictines. It was at first

of mud, but soon after was built of stone.

[Illustration]

_Thursday, 18th._--We rode out before breakfast, through landscape so

fine, that I wished for a poet or a painter at every step. Sometimes we

went through thick wild wood into bushy hollows; then emerged on clear

lawns, sprinkled with palm trees, through which country-houses, farms,

and gardens were seen; and from every eminence, the bay, the sea, or the

lake, formed part of the scene. Here and there the huge gamela tree[64]

stands like a tower, adorned, besides its own leaves, with numberless

parasite plants, from the stiff cactus, to the swinging air plant[65];

and the frequent tower of church and monastery soften and improve the

features of the country.

[Note 64: The gamela, like the banyan, easily takes root in other

trees, and its branches meet together in the same manner. It is the tree

of which the canoes of Brazil are made, and serves besides for troughs

of various kinds.]

[Note 65: Air-plant or Tillandsia, of which there are several sorts.

The Tillandsia Lingulata is the largest, and agrees with Jaquin's plate;

the others are different from those described by him, and are much more

beautiful.].

Mr. Pennell has most kindly given our young men a general invitation to

his house; and accordingly, to-day several of them dined with him, and

we had a party in the evening, when some of the ladies played

quadrilles, while others danced.

_Friday, 19th._--I accompanied Miss Pennell in a tour of visits to her

Portuguese friends. As it is not their custom to visit or be visited in

the forenoon, it was hardly fair to take a stranger to see them.

However, my curiosity, at least, was gratified. In the first place, the

houses, for the most part, are disgustingly dirty: the lower story

usually consists of cells for the slaves, stabling &c.; the staircases

are narrow and dark; and, at more than one house, we waited in a passage

while the servants ran to open the doors and windows of the

sitting-rooms, and to call their mistresses, who were enjoying their

undress in their own apartments. When they appeared, I could scarcely

believe that one half were gentlewomen. As they wear neither stay nor

bodice, the figure becomes almost indecently slovenly, after very early

youth; and this is the more disgusting, as they are very thinly clad,

wear no neck-handkerchiefs, and scarcely any sleeves. Then, in this hot

climate, it is unpleasant to see dark cottons and stuffs, without any

white linen, near the skin. Hair black, ill combed, and dishevelled, or

knotted unbecomingly, or still worse, _en papillote_, and the whole

person having an unwashed appearance. When at any of the houses the

bustle of opening the cobwebbed windows, and assembling the family was

over, in two or three instances, the servants had to remove dishes of

sugar, mandioc, and other provisions, which had been left in the best

rooms to dry. There is usually a sofa at each end of the room, and to

the right and left a long file of chairs, which look as if they never

could be moved out of their place. Between the two sets of seats is a

space, which, I am told, is often used for dancing; and, in every house,

I saw either a guitar or piano, and generally both. Prints and pictures,

the latter the worst daubs I ever saw, decorate the walls pretty

generally; and there are, besides, crucifixes and other things of the

kind. Some houses, however, are more neatly arranged; one, I think

belonging to a captain of the navy, was papered, the floors laid with

mat, and the tables ornamented with pretty porcelain, Indian and French:

the lady too was neatly dressed in a French wrapper. Another house

belonging to one of the judges was also clean, and of a more stately

appearance than the rest, though the inhabitant was neither richer nor

of higher rank. Glass chandeliers were suspended from the roof; handsome

mirrors were intermixed with the prints and pictures. A good deal of

handsome china was displayed round the room; but the jars, as well as

the chairs and tables, seemed to form an inseparable part of the walls.

We were every where invited, after sitting a few moments on the sofa, to

go to the balconies of the windows and enjoy the view and the breeze, or

at least amuse ourselves with what was passing in the street. And yet

they did not lack conversation: the principal topic, however, was praise

of the beauty of Bahia; dress, children, and diseases, I think, made up

the rest; and, to say the truth, their manner of talking on the latter

subject is as disgusting as their dress, that is, in a morning: I am

told they are different after dinner. They marry very early, and soon

lose their bloom. I did not see one tolerably pretty woman to-day. But

then who is there that can bear so total a disguise as filth and

untidiness spread over a woman?

_Saturday, 20th._--As the charts of this coast hitherto published are

very incorrect, the captain asked permission from government to sound

and survey the bay: it is refused on the ground of policy; as if it

could be policy to keep hidden rocks and shoals, for one's own as well

as other people's ships.

I walked through the greater part of the town. The lower part extends

much farther than I could see the day I landed; it contains a few

churches, one of which, belonging to the monastery of _A concepçaô_, is

very handsome, but the smell within is disgusting; the flooring is laid

in squares with stone, and within each square there is a panelling of

wood of about nine feet by six; under each panel is a vault, into which

the dead are thrown naked, until they reach a certain number, when with

a little quick-lime thrown in, the wood is fastened down, and then

another square is opened, and so on in rotation. From that church,

passing the arsenal gate, we went along the low street, and found it

widen considerably at three quarters of a mile beyond: there are the

markets, which seem to be admirably supplied, especially with fish.

There also is the slave market, a sight I have not yet learned to see

without shame and indignation[66]: beyond are a set of arcades, where

goldsmiths, jewellers, and haberdashers display their small wares, and

there are the best-looking shops; but there is a want of neatness, of

that art of making things look well, that invites a buyer in England and

France. One bookseller's shop, where books are extravagantly dear,

exists in the low town, and one other in the ascent to the upper.

[Note 66: Frezier says of Bahia, "Who would believe it? there are

shops full of those poor wretches, who are exposed there stark naked and

bought like cattle, over whom the buyers have the same power; so that

upon slight disgust they may kill them, almost without fear of

punishment, or at least treat them as cruelly as they please. I know not

how such barbarity can be reconciled to the maxims of religion, which

makes them members of the same body with the whites, when they have been

baptized, and raises them to the dignity of the sons of God--_all sons

of the Most High_.

"I here make this comparison, because the Portuguese are Christians who

make a great outward show of religion."--_Voyage to the South Sea_.]

The upper town is most beautifully situated on the ridge between the sea

and the fresh water lake, and from its height, and the great slope of

most of the streets, it is incomparably cleaner than the port. The

cathedral dedicated to St. Salvador is a handsome building, and stands

on one side of a square, where the palace, prison, and other public

buildings are placed. The finest of these, the Jesuits' college, the

marble columns of which came from Europe ready cut, is now converted

into a barrack. The most useful is the hospital of Nossa Senhora da

Misericordia[67], founded by Juan de Matinhos, whose statue in white

marble, with a wig like Sir Cloudesley Shovel's in Westminster Abbey,

stands at the first landing-place, and is the ugliest piece of carving I

ever saw.

[Note 67: Part of the funds for supporting this and other hospitals

is derived from lotteries. See advertisements in the different Bahia

newspapers.]

This hospital, besides its use as a refuge for the sick, of whom there

are generally about 120, maintains 50 young girls of decent parentage,

to whom a suitable education is given, and a dowry of 200 crowns

bestowed on them when they marry.[68] The building of the Misericordia

is a fair specimen of the style of the convents, public buildings, and

more noble houses,--rather handsome than elegant. It surrounds a large

area, subdivided into smaller courts; the staircase is of marble, inlaid

with coloured stucco, and the sides are lined with tiles of porcelain,

so as to form arabesques, often of very pretty design. This is both a

cool and a cleanly lining to a wall, particularly for an hospital. The

principal rooms are also decorated in the same manner; and many of the

fronts and cupolas of the churches are covered with similar tiles, the

effect of which is often exceedingly agreeable, when seen among the

trees and plainer buildings of the city. The chapel belonging to the

hospital is handsome, a little gaudy, however. The ceiling is

respectably painted, and was probably the work of an amateur monk of

the seventeenth century. The treatment of the sick is humane, and they

are well provided with food and other necessaries; but the medical

practice, though much improved of late years, is not the most

enlightened.

[Note 68: Joaõ de Matos Aguiar, commonly called Joaõ de Matinhos,

from his diminutive size, was the founder of this Recolhimento. He

bequeathed 800,000 crusadoes for the retired women, 400,000 for the

patients, one to each on leaving the hospital, and 400,000, dowry to 38

girls every year, at the period of the foundation, 1716.]

There is a great deal of jealousy of foreigners in the present

government, hence I was not able to enter many of the public buildings.

The government treasury was one I was desirous to see, but there were

objections. The treasury here was formerly considered as subordinate to

that of Rio de Janeiro, and accordingly paid a portion of its receipts

to bills drawn monthly by the treasurer in the capital, upon this, and

those of the other provinces. But since the revolution of the 10th of

February, the provisional government has taken upon itself to refuse

payment, on the grounds that it is entirely independent of Rio, until

the pleasure of the cortes at Lisbon shall be known. The revenue is

derived from direct taxes on land and provisions, excise upon exports

and imports, and harbour dues. Land is subject to a tax of one-tenth of

the whole of its produce, and since the revolution, church lands are

under the same law, and the clergy are paid by the government.

The taxes on provisions are annually farmed out to the highest bidder:

they are imposed on beef, fresh fish, farinha, and vegetables. Each

parish has its separate farmer, who pays the amount of his contract into

the treasury, and then makes the most he can of his dues.

The import and export duties are paid at the custom-house, between which

and the treasury a monthly settlement takes place.

The port dues for foreign ships are 2000 reals per day, a trifle for the

light house, and rather heavy charges for entering, clearing, &c.

Portuguese and Brazilian ships pay no anchorage, but are subject to a

tonnage.

We ended our perambulation of the town, by going to the opera at night.

The theatre[69] is placed on the highest part of the city, and the

platform before it commands the finest view imaginable. It is a handsome

building, and very commodious, both to spectators and actors. Within it

is very large and well laid out, but dirty and in great want of fresh

painting. The actors are very bad as such, and little better as singers;

but the orchestra is very tolerable. The piece was a very ill-acted

tragedy, founded on Voltaire's Mahomed. During the representation, the

Portuguese ladies and gentlemen seemed determined to forget the stage

altogether, and to laugh, eat sweetmeats, and drink coffee, as if at

home. When the musicians, however, began to play the overture to the

ballet, every eye and voice was directed to the stage, and a loud call

for the national hymn followed, and not till it had been played again

and again, was the ballet suffered to proceed. During the bustle

occasioned by this, a captain in the army was arrested and hurried out

of the pit; some say for picking pockets, others for using intemperate

language on politics, when the national hymn was called for. Meantime

one of the midshipmen of our party had his sword stolen, adroitly

enough, from the corner of the box, yet we perceived nobody enter; so

that we conclude a gentleman in regimentals in the next box thought it

would suit him, and so buckled it on to go home with.

[Note 69: It was begun by the Conde da Ponte, and finished by the

Conde dos Arcos after the arrival of the king in Brazil. It was opened

May 13th, 1812.]

The police here is in a wretched state. The use of the dagger is so

frequent, that the secret murders generally average two hundred yearly,

between the upper and lower towns. To this evil the darkness and

steepness of the streets mainly contribute, by furnishing almost a

certainty of escape. The nominal _intendente da policia_ is also the

supreme judge in criminal cases. No law, however, has as yet determined

the limits or scope, either of his power, or that of the

lieutenant-colonel of police, who calls upon a few soldiers from any of

the garrisons whenever he has to act, and who appoints military patroles

also from among the soldiers on duty. It often happens that persons

accused before this formidable officer are seized and imprisoned for

years, without ever being brought to a trial; a malicious information,

whether true or false, subjects a man's private house to be broken open

by the colonel and his gang; and if the master escapes imprisonment it

is well, though the house scarcely ever escapes pillage. In cases of

riot and quarrels in the street, the colonel generally orders the

soldiers to fall on with canes, and beat people into their senses. Such

being the state of the police, it is, perhaps, more wonderful that

murders are so few, than that they are so many. Where there is little or

no public justice, private revenge will take its place.

_Sunday, 21st._--We went to the English chapel, and were well pleased

with the decent manner in which the service was performed. The Rev.

Robert Synge is chaplain, a man of cheerful convivial manners, yet

exceedingly attentive both as chaplain, and as guardian of his poorer

countrymen. The chapel and clergymen are supported by the contribution

fund, as are also the hospital for English sailors and others, and its

surgeon, Mr. Dundas: both the hospital and chapel are under the same

roof. I was surprised, perhaps unreasonably, to hear Mr. Synge pray for

"Don John of Portugal, Sovereign of these realms, by whose gracious

permission we are enabled to meet and worship God according to our

conscience," or words to that effect. We were not so polite in Rome, I

remember, as to pray for His Holiness, though it would have been but

reasonable.

Returning from chapel, we saw great part of the troops drawn up in

inspecting order, on the little green between _Buenos Ayres_ (the name

of the hospital) and Fort Pedro. Every Portuguese is, it seems, by birth

a soldier; and nothing exempts a man from military duty, but his holding

a place under government. There are six corps of militia in the city of

Bahia: 1st, one company of mounted gentlemen, forming the government

guard of honour; 2d, one squadron of flying artillery; 3d and 4th, two

regiments of whites, almost all tradespeople; 5th, one regiment of

mulatoes; and 6th, one of free blacks, amounting altogether to 4000 men,

well armed and equipped; but the black regiment is unquestionably the

best trained, and most serviceable, as a light infantry corps. The

regiments of country militia, as those of Cachoeira, Piraja, &c. are much

stronger, and with those of the city, amount to about 15,000 men. The

officers are chosen from among the most respectable families, and with

the exception of the majors and adjutants, who are of the line, receive

no pay.

The troops of the capital are generally reviewed or inspected on

Sundays, and sometimes the regular Portuguese are reviewed with them.

There is always something gay and inspiriting in martial sounds and

martial sights; and the fine weather, gay landscape, and above all, the

idea that in a day or two, nay, this very night, these same soldiers

might be called into action, did not render the scene less interesting.

The native artillery have long garrisoned some of the forts. It appears

that the royal troops of Portugal have claimed some superiority, and

above all, have demanded their guns and ammunition; and so there is a

dispute, in which the royalists and independents take part, and every

day hostilities are expected; but both parties seem so willing to be

peaceable, that I trust the matter will end without bloodshed.

_Monday, 22d._--This evening there was a large party, both Portuguese

and English, at the consul's. In the well-dressed women I saw to-night,

I had great difficulty in recognising the slatterns of the other

morning. The senhoras were all dressed after the French fashion: corset,

fichu, garniture, all was proper, and even elegant, and there was a

great display of jewels. Our English ladies, though quite of the second

rate of even colonial gentility, however, bore away the prize of beauty

and grace; for after all, the clothes, however elegant, that are not

worn habitually, can only embarrass and cramp the native movements; and,

as Mademoiselle Clairon remarks, "she who would _act_ a gentlewoman in

public, must _be_ one in private life."

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