After leaving the mountain, we arrived at the village of Antonio Ferreira, which is ten miles from Ora Preta.  At this village, the Company have some landed property, which they intended to mine, but they had not yet commenced their operations.  From thence we passed on to Inficionado, where the Company have another estate, Ceta Preta.  The road from Antonio Ferreira to this place, was very hilly and circuitous, as well as very bad in particular places.  We arrived about sunset, and got comparatively well lodged, by some of the Company’s servants, who reside here to look after the estate:  it had produced a little gold, but the quantity was not considered sufficient to induce them to prosecute their operations; and the people were consequently ordered to return to Gongo.

Friday, 15.—­We breakfasted with Mr. and Mrs. Bilden (one of the clerks of the Gongo establishment); and about nine miles distant we stopped to refresh, at the village of Catas Altas; where we had tidings by an avant courier from Gongo, that the heads of the mining department were on their way to receive their chief (Captain Lyon), at Brunado, which is about twelve miles from the establishment; and we accordingly met them.  After an exchange of civilities, we all proceeded in grand cavalcade, towards Gongo, Lieutenant Tom, of the navy (Lieutenant-Governor), and myself, leading the way.  On our arrival, we were received with cheers and gratulations, from all the individuals in the establishment; and the day concluded by an entertainment to the officers, given by Captain Lyon, at the government-house.

Having arrived at this point of my journey, which brings me to a new and interesting scene, I pause to look back upon the past, and to prepare for the future.  The traveller must rest in his book, as well as in his route, and, bespeaking the reader’s favour for the sequel of my adventures and researches in the Gold Mines, I take my leave for the present—­hoping that the perusal of my discursive journal, may prove but one-half as entertaining to others, as the consolatory resource of producing it has been pleasurable to myself.

END OF VOL.  I.

G. Norman, Printer, 29, Maiden-Lane, Covent-Garden.