Year: 1876

reared This time the Conde was in but the black
servant waiting afraid he had already gone in
dinner However, after some hesitation the black
took in my card. In few minutes he returned with
word that the COnde would be pleased to receive me-
but he dining with tho Empress it would be
necessary TO wait


A BRAZILIAN NoBLE's HOUSE.


During half an hour there full opportunity to ex-
anime Brazilian millionnaires drawing room. In
corner stood grand piano, in the other a
bottomed sofa and six heavy mahogany chairs
arranged so as to form three sides OF square, accord
ing TO the nvariable custom in all Brazilian houses
These seats for visitors expected occupy
them. Scattered around the room were a number Of
similar chairs. Two badly executed portraits Of Dom
Pedro and his wife composed the mentaton of the
walls, and the room was without a carpet-in this
climate very properly 1t impossible not to
admire the simplicity OF this house and its many
times millionaire owner Few Americans with any
claim to be considered well to do in the world would
be content with apartments unpretendng


ITS OWNER.


Ny reflections interrupted by the entrance of
the Conde de Leon, respectable looking old gentle
man, whose white hairs bear witness TO sixty
years The OF my visit briefly explained to
him-I wished to the Emperor and desired to know
how soon he would return.


''Not for week !" but he would be visible at San
Christorao and would, no doubt, receive Inc.


MAKING Way


II Saturday evening" but as no train left before
Monday there nothing for it but to sit down
patiently. The descent from Friborgo Cachu-
ella much more impressive than the ascent The
storm clouds had disappeared and the lovely valley
visible through its immense expanse,
the coup doiL embracing the harbor of Rio,
with the massive forms of the Sugar Loaf
and Corcorado mountains framing in a picture of
passing grandeur Hills forest clad to their SUBMITS,
either hand, of dark verdure, patched
here and there with brown and yellow. But the vast
expanse silent the grave, with only the bright,
joyous sunshine to relieve its sadness.


cHRIsToRAo.


His Majesty Dom Pedro is the possessor of many
palaces but his chefplace OF residence San Chris
torao about a league and half from the city proper,
aud perched upon commanding emnence The
pect of the building a distance imposing, but
approach has dingy aspect which destroys the
impressions made by its large when seen from afar
The palace of San Chrisorao is approached through
the suburbs Of Rio Janeiro in which the streets
have been certain extent laid out the Partisan
model Here houses of improved architecture have
been constructed and give idea of what the capital
OF Brazil will RESEMBLE in the future. At present
there plenty of for Improvement AT the out
skirt of the town, and /, in undesirable proximity
TO the palace, we pass the abattor. Upon the
roof and the neghDoring walls are perched
focks of carrion birds whose repulsive forms
give a sepuchral aspect to the scene
Here Vera Cruz, these ilfavorcd birds perform
the ofee of scavengers and render important service
to the public health of which may be said, paren-
these they the most vgilant guardians. short
distance beyond the abattoir road to the left
ducts the palace Of San Christorao.


LOCATION.


he .oco de
which are now in process of being laid out and have
therefore, most disordered appearance The
is through a fine granite gateway, where guard
of soldiers azy scattered about They
take little notice of my carriage as it enters
the broad drive leading up to the palace. Near the
porch but separated from the palace there is second
guard house. but neither the officer in command
the take any particular notice of the visitor
The soldiers evidently more for ornament than
The carriage stops at door In the left wing
of the building. There are ushers the visitor
ind his own way to the waiting room. This,
however is not dIGeult as a wide flight of stairs
leads into large picture gallery, of which is stu
ated the waiting room ante chamber.


VINO WERE THERE.


When the HERALD correspondents entered it was
cupied by two visitors One an old officer of ma
rne who was armed with formidable roll of papers,
the other small, man, in fun court dress,
who evidently had some important matter his
mind his heels ceased TO beat tattoo the
waxed oor and great drops of perspiration stood
his forehead requiring the frequent OF pocket
handkerchief Five O'Clock p. NJ the hour ap-
pointed for the reception, and mounted the stairs
the clocks OF the city tolled the hour The little


RECEPTION ROOM


where we gathered opens out interior
balcony running round three sides OF the patio,
garden, where cool fountain plays with pleas
ant ripping sound. The walls of the gallery
covered with paper and made to represent foliage
the effort has not been very successful The fourth
side of the patio occupied by the Emperors private
chapel which toward the and has inscribed
over it's simple porch the Latin inscription
Agrzs Del Everything about the palace is sug-
gestive OF simplicity of hie. There nowhere evil
dcnces Of that splendor and luxury which are ac-
customed to associate with the idea of royalty.


COURT USHER.


These reflections interrupted by the OF
one OF the imperial ushers dressed a dark green
coat, with gold lace facings somewhat the for
wear He sautes me politely, takes my card examines
it curiousy and carries 1t off, evidently quite
tain OF my Identity, but unwilling commit himself by
asking any further Information good half hour has
elapsed since my entrance and yet there is sign
OF Emperor.


is oppressivcly hot, for face the west, have
the full benefit of the sinking SUMS burning rays
The effort to keep cool only intensiGes the
unpeasantness OF the position. Ny collar
Is becoming limp, and, to It, my hat
has to be turned into a small punkah but this
resource would avail little did not the suddenly
disappear behind the roof Of the chapel and leave
in comparative GOODNESS, but before have been
pretty well stewed


THE RECEPTION


About this period joined by fat old gentle
man who the ribbon Of order in his button
hole He stares at us, and recognizing the old naval
oficer takes seat by his side. Almost Immediately
he begins poke the eldery naval mani in the ribs;
the sailor like it, but takes good naturedly
Enter a widow, clad in deep mourning, holding
in her hand roll Of paper evidently petition. She
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