:*sj *' . *! \j \j \j u i_ i u/ i\ ; v i\ POKTUGAL AND GALICIA, WITH A REVIEW OF THE SOCIAL AND POLITICAL STATE THE BASQUE PROVINCES. BY THE EARL OF CARNARVON. THIRD EDITION. LONDON: JOHN MURRAY, ALBEMARLE STREET. 1848. London : Printed by WILLIAM CLOWIS and SONS, Stamford Street. PREFACE. SEVERAL years have now elapsed since the narrative of my Journey through Portugal and Galicia appeared in print ; still more have passed away since it was written. This narrative was originally meant to have been appended to a political treatise upon Portugal, published at a still later period ; in that treatise I endeavoured to give my readers some insight into the laws of Portugal, the municipal and judicial system of that country, the tenures of property, the actual state of her trade, and the relative strength and position of the political parties which then divided the kingdom. That work referred exclusively to those deeper and drier considerations which, however fraught with interest to the politician, are comparatively little congenial to the taste of the general reader ; but this narrative of my Journey through Portugal is of a lighter cast, containing some sketches of society, mixed up with personal adventures, and occasionally alluding to those peculiar habits, superstitions, and opinions upon which the political changes of the last few years can have as yet produced no sensible impression. There was One indeed who had consented to receive this tribute of filial affection. To that beloved Parent I should have offered this little work, with a full consciousness of its many imperfec- tions, but with an earnest hope that it might shed a transient gleam of pleasure over some of those weary hours that marked the progress of declining strength. Circumstances however pre- vented its appearance at that time, and I subsequently dropped the intention of publishing it at all : indeed the narrative of my Journey through Portugal and Galicia lay in a dusty drawer for more than nine years ; and there it would probably have remained had not events in the North of Spain inspired me with the deepest interest and induced me to resume my pen. I then de- termined to combine my observations on passing occurrences in the Peninsula with my old Portuguese manuscript. Stirring events indeed occurred in 1835 ; a struggle arose in the Basque Provinces, paralleled only by the contests of the heroic ages. A iv PREFACE. handful of men, among the mountains of Northern Spain, resisted for years the combined efforts of three great monarchies, and Biscay became the scene of chivalrous loyalty, the refuge, as formerly the cradle, of Spanish liberty, and the centre and focus of universal interest. The eyes of Europe were rivetted on that comparatively unimportant spot of earth, and on its never-yield- ing population. In my mind the tidings of that life-and-death struggle awoke an interest I can hardly describe ; personal sympathies and political prepossessions were alike enlisted in favour of the Basques. I had lived in their land, I had broken their bread, I had haunted their thresholds ; I had learnt too to admire their character and to appreciate their institutions. I con- fess that my heart beat high as week after week intelligence reached our shores of the unremitting efforts made by those gallant but outnumbered men against the iron oppression of their central government. I rejoiced with them during their brief day of triumph ; I mourned with them over their long inherited but at length expiring rights ; and with the accounts of my slaugh- tered friends the impassioned feelings of my earlier days revived. In the Senate I expressed the indignation I felt when the woes and wrongs of Biscay were the theme of discussion ; in my closet I eagerly took up my pen to give my English countrymen some insight into the real causes of the momentous struggle which was distracting parties I had personally known and mixed with, and desolating a country I had dearly loved. But those days are past ; that excitement has subsided ; my feelings, though not really altered, have yet become tempered by the lapse of years. Indeed, without any precise change of view, the feelings entertained by considerate men of all parties in this country have, I think, undergone a material alteration with re- ference to the great points then at issue in the Spanish quar- rel. I do not mean to say that persons who, at the time of the great Biscayan struggle, entertained a distinct and reasoned opinion that Isabella was the sovereign, not only de facto but de jure, of Spain, are likely to have altered that opinion in conse- quence of any subsequent event ; but I say that, with reference to the practical bearings of the Spanish question, two circumstances have recently occurred which must exercise considerable influence on the view which any reflecting Englishman would take of Spanish politics, as affecting the interests of this country : in the PR FACE. v first place, in consequence of the alliance lately, concluded be- tween the reigning houses of France and Spain, any internal revolution that might place the illustrious son of Don Carlos on the throne of his ancestors could hardly be considered, even by those who were once most hostile to his cause, as an event preju- dicial to British interests ; on the contrary, as far as human foresight can speculate on political results, such an occurrence would tend to check any preponderating influence which may have been acquired by France over the councils of Madrid, and to set right the balance disturbed, or supposed to be disturbed, by that event. The next circumstance, which must in some degree modify the views of an English statesman with reference to the Spanish question, is to be found in the renunciation by Don Carlos of his royal rights, and their transference to his son. At the period of the Biscayan struggle, Don Carlos was the claimant, I think the legitimate claimant, of the Spanish crown. His title was, however, unhappily identified in the eyes of Europe generally, and most especially in the opinions of the people of this country, with the maintenance of absolute power. Those, indeed, who had ob- served the course of action pursued through life by this prince, with a more discriminating eye, were aware that his conduct was uniformly influenced by an unbending adherence to that which he considered right, and not by any abstract love of despotic principles. As his conceptions of right were, however, formed to a great extent on that which had been long established, he was erroneously considered an uncompromising enemy to freedom and improvement in every shape, because he was generally opposed to change, and especially to violent changes, foolishly proposed. That, however, which was the great cause of his unbounded popularity in the Biscayan provinces, his intrepid defence of their free and almost republican privileges against the encroachments of the Crown, clearly shows that the tendency of his mind was to support long-established institutions, without reference to their effect on the royal prerogative ; for it must be remembered that the court was at that time in the plenitude of its authority, and in the part which he then took he could be actuated by no per- sonal or selfish motive. The popular opinion of Europe, how- ever, unquestionably identified the cause of despotism and the interests of Don Carlos. PKEFACE. No such imputations can, however, attach to the illustrious Prince who has succeeded to his claims. His political tendencies are as yet unknown to the world generally ; his career has yet to be run ; but the peculiar circumstances of his early life, his early freedom from royal trammels, his adventurous escape from France, accomplished with so much courage, yet so much discre- tion, are facts which inspire a well-grounded hope that his future course in life will be practical and vigorous. Circumstances such as these not only show the mettle of the man, but develop all the latent resources of the mind, and cast it in a very different mould from that in which the Princes of the earth were formed in the comparatively untroubled days of the old regime. Nor in his case has the school of adversity been wanting in its bitter but salutary fruits : those fruits are perceptible in the singular discretion which has distinguished his conduct since his arrival in this country, in the moderation of his opinions, and in the libe- rality of his sentiments. To these general dispositions is added a manly desire of inspecting whatever is practically useful in this country. These qualifications, combined with the known cha- racter of the friends by whom he -is surrounded, combined too with his own increasing acquaintance with the most enlightened principles, as entertained in this country, on all matters connected with the science of administration, give sanguine hopes that, if ever this Prince should be called upon to wield the sceptre of Spain, he will fulfil his arduous duties with more credit to him- self, with more advantage to his subjects, and with a deeper sense of his high responsibilities, than any Sovereign who has yet held sway in Madrid. In consequence of feelings, if not very generally altered, at least greatly modified, by the altered circumstances of the time, I have omitted whole chapters which were originally inserted in this work ; not that I am disposed to retract a single opi- nion I formerly held on the subject of Spain, but I feel that lengthened comments on the policy of her Majesty's Ministers in past years, on the decrees of the Spanish legislature, and on the successive Governments which distracted Spain at that period, have lost their interest from the lapse of time, and can only tend to renew an irritation which in the present aspect of Spanish affairs it is most undesirable to excite. I still, however, retain the brief account which I then pub- PREFACE. lished of the social and political state of Biscay. An account of the history, laws, and habits of this remarkable people be- longs to no particular period or particular conflict, and is indeed a positive desideratum in European literature. I am quite aware that in my very short sketch I have most imperfectly and inade- quately supplied the deficiency ; still, however brief, I have endeavoured to draw up a connected statement of their gradually improving laws and liberties, and have referred my reader for every fact of moment to the chroniclers and historians of the time. The Basques, whose records are fraught with interest, and, politically speaking, I may almost say with wonder to every reflecting mind, although extremely influential from their vici- nity to the frontier and their almost impregnable country, occupy but an inconsiderable portion of the Spanish territory. From this cause, perhaps, no constitutional history exists of this most interesting people ; and the growth of their privileges, from the establishment of some elementary principles of liberty in the twilight of the middle ages, to the system of well-regulated but unbounded freedom which they have since enjoyed, is only to be traced through many documents, and in notices, copious enough it is true, but scattered through the works of many historians. In those occasional notices of ancient manners and opinions, visible in the record of old transactions, the antiquarian may perhaps find matter of amusement. With respect to Portugal, I have dwelt but slightly on the cities, the churches, and the palaces, objects which generally and justly occupy so large a space in a work of this nature ; because I felt that every building of importance, and almost every cir- cumstance of note, in the great towns of Portugal, has been accurately described by preceding authors within the last few years. I have chosen an humbler path, and have endeavoured to lead my reader over ground not wholly void of interest, though comparatively unexplored, to make him acquainted with the fairy fields of the Minho, with the gloomy superstitions of the wild districts of Alentejo, with the feudal state of society still lingering in the Traz os Montes, and to give him some insight into the peculiar habits of the virtuous but almost unknown Gali- cians. This little work will not assist the traveller through Por- tugal and Galicia as a guide, and has no pretensions to that cha- racter. As a guide, though a guide of no ordinary character, a via PREFACE. work of the highest merit has lately appeared. Profoundly versed in the ancient and modern histories of Spain, rich in an intimate knowledge of her literature and schools of art, her people and her politics, the author carries us along, impressed, at one time, with the grandeur of her Christian and Gothic temples, and at another fascinated by the beauty of her oriental halls ; but, more than all, he is imbued with that genio loci, that spirit of the land, which no man can successfully evoke unless his mind be fitted by some- thing of a kindred nature to receive the spell. He has trans- ferred to his own glowing but accurate pages that vivid apprecia- tion which he so singularly possesses of all that is characteristic in Spain. Spain lives in his book, clad in her own peculiar and inimitable colouring. Those who wish to be acquainted with Spain in detail, with Spain in all her varied bearings, must consult this work of Mr. Ford, our great literary master on these points. This work is not a detailed description of remarkable places, but rather a record of events that befel the author during his journey through the country at a very critical period, and of ob- servations growing out of that peculiar state of things. My mode of travelling was calculated to secure the kind of information I wished to obtain. From Corunna to Cape St. Vincent my journeys were invariably performed on horseback ; and I was thus enabled to deviate at pleasure from the high road, and penetrate into the most secluded districts, encountering at times great hardships, and even considerable peril, mixing with all classes, and often joining the peasantry as they collected around their evening fires. These habits, combined with the distracted state of the times in which my expeditions were generally undertaken, occasionally involved me in suspicion, and led me into situations of consider- able embarrassment ; but perhaps enabled me to obtain some knowledge of the popular feeling, a knowledge which, in mo- ments of political disturbance, can seldom be acquired, except by personal and somewhat severe experience. I must also admit that I may have been involved in adventures not strictly defensible on the score of prudence ; but it will be remembered, I trust, that many years have elapsed since their occurrence, and I was then at a time of life when difficulties to be surmounted and dangers to be braved are rather a source of pleasurable excitement than of wise and careful avoidance. Highdere, Jan. 26, 1848. CONTENTS. CHAPTER L Voyage to Lisbon Steam Packet Lisbon View over the Tagus Cintra Bay of Colares Marialva Palace Mr. Beckford's Villa Irish Mater- nityPortuguese Games Page 1 CHAPTER II. Road to Mafra Convent of Mafra Convent of Alcobacja Monastic Sys- tem considered The ill-fated Loves of Don Pedro and Inez de Castro Politics of the Monks Their Social Habits Gloomy Magnificence of the Convent of Alcobacja Convent of Batalha Society at Coimbra System pursued at the University The Garden of Tears Melancholy Convent of the Carmelites Spanish Anomalies History of the beautiful Bride of Oporto Arrival at Oporto 15 CHAPTER HI. Count and Countess of Villa Flor Portuguese Society Effect of the recent Changes on the Portuguese Character Author leaves Oporto Tremen- dous Storm Fall of Locusts Description of the Traz os Montes The Valentoines Feudal Manners of the Nobles Dinner at the Capitan Mor Character and Mansion of the venerable Senhor Joaquim Lamego Hospitality of Senhor Ferreira Superstition of the Enchanted Mooress Return to Oporto ......... 42 CHAPTER IV. Author leaves Oporto a second time Portuguese Authorities alarmed Exquisite Beauty of the Eiitre Minho Joyous Manners of the People Dramatic Dances Author loses his way in the Forest Terrible Super- stition of the Bruchas A Valentoine Caminha Author enters Spain Antiquated Landlady of Caldas Old-fashioned Inn at Santiago Shrine of St. Jago de Compostella Field of Corunna Influence of the Monks Passionate Patriotism of the Galicians Ferrol ... 66 b CONTENTS. CHAPTER V. Carious Costume of the Maragattos Don Felippe Moreda The Author arrested State of Parties in Spain Anecdote of King Ferdinand Journey to Santiago with the Royalist Volunteers Ruinous Building Robber Tales of the Spaniard Superstitions of the Portuguese The Escolar, or Wolf-impeller A truly loyal Dame Superstition of the Negro Ludicrous Discomfiture of an Alcalde Author released . Page 92 CHAPTER VI. Author arrested again Description of Eguia, then Captain-General, the famous Carlist Chief commanding in Biscay Eguia's Tribunal Author examined Remains in Santiago on Parole State of Public Feeling Immense Power of the Clergy Spanish Notions of Religious Freedom Love and Devotion in Spain Vigilance of the Police Senor Atocha Eguia's Tribunal Author restored to Liberty Re-enters Portugal . . . .n ' . '' 132 CHAPTER VII. The Author becomes six years younger than he was in the last Chapter Distracted State of Spain in 1822 Slaughter of the Royalists at Cervera Leaves Barcelona Ascends the Mountain of Montserrat Visits the famous Convent The fated Town of Vila destroyed that very day Wild Charge of a Guerilla Band Author made Prisoner Roar of the distant Fight Precarious Situation of the Author Fidelity of his young Guide Desolate Venta Author liberated Guerilla Band and Chief described The ludicrous Shock . . . . ..*. . . 155 CHAPTER VIII. First Impressions confirmed Surpassing Beauty of the Entre Minho Superstition of the Beuto Convent of Thibaim Guimaraens Inhabit- ants of the Minho and Mountaineers of the Trazos compared Break- fast in the Convent Parlour Monkish Waggery Return to Lisbon 180 CHAPTER IX. Opening of the Cortes The Chambers Dom Miguel's arrival in the Tagus Swears to maintain the Charter Tumults Melancholy Party at Bem- fica Progress of the Revolution Policy of the Court Emigration of the Imperialists Interview with Count Villa Flor on board the Frigate Visit to Costa A Nighf s Adventure 192 CONTENTS, CHAPTER X. Assassination of the Professors of Coimbra Costa Midnight Adventure Visconde Sa da Bandeira Departure of the English Army Sir William Clinton Dom Miguel Page 213 CHAPTER XL Author leaves Lisbon Moita Luxuriant Vegetation Setuval Wild Scene of Midnight Revolution Arrabida Convent Melides Simplicity of the People-^Santiago The Capitan Mor Want of Communication Villa Nova Sierra de Monchique Beauty of a Portuguese Heath Senhor Joaquim, Corregidor of Lagos His Kindness and Hospitality . 224 CHAPTER XII. Visit to Sagres Don Henry Castle of Sagres Cape St. Vincent Portu- guese Ceremonial Courtesies of Society St. Vincent's Chair Villa dbisbo Ludicrous Mistake Return to Lagos Juan the Borderer Women of Silves Marquis of Pombal The Prazo Faro Tavira Villa Real Barbarity to Animals Atrocities of Majendie Alcoutin Revolt at Mertola The Lobishomens Beja The Alentejo Religious Enthusiasm ... ... . 246 CHAPTER XIII. Revolt in the Provinces Evora Author arrested Fury of the Populace The Guard-room The Prison Andalusian Banditti The Corregidor Confinement Tumult and Defeat of the Troops Author released The Borderer Andalusian Smugglers Leaves Evora Leaves Lisbon Montemor Superstition of the Beggars Pegoines African Adventure detailed Arrives at Lisbon Dom Miguel declared King Quits Lisbon Reflections on past Events Returns to England . . .273 CHAPTER XIV. Review of the Social and Political State of the Basque Provinces . 316 NOTES .........'' 353 PORTUGAL AND GALICIA. CHAPTER I. Voyage to Lisbon Steam Packet Lisbon View over the Tagus Cintra Bay of Colares Marialva Palace Mr. Beckford's Villa Irish Maternity Portuguese Games. I EMBAKKED on board the Duke of York steam-packet on the evening of the 28th of July, 1827, and quitted the harbour of Portsmouth at six o'clock. We glided rapidly along the coast of Hampshire ; the wind fell, the night was fine, and there was little motion on the water. I paced the deck till a late hour, and was joined by a gentleman, whose conversation, replete with Eastern lore, attracted my attention. I afterwards heard him announced as Mr. Wolff, the celebrated missionary, then pro* ceeding with his wife, Lady Georgiana, to the Holy Land. I was introduced to her in the evening, and could not but admire the unhesitating devotion with which she renounced her native country and her natural connexions to follow her husband's for- tunes, and promote her religious faith in a distant and barbarous land. We had passed the coasts of Hampshire and Dorsetshire during the night, and now saw, a few miles distant, but full in view, the dark-red shores of Devonshire. Immediately before us the Exe poured its noble stream into the Channel : we skirted the picturesque coves of Dawlish, but an unfriendly mist con- cealed them from our sight ; we glided by Berryhead ; we passed the furze-covered heights of Asherne ; and Start Point, stretch- ing boldly into the ocean, was the last British headland that greeted us over the deep. We then bore straight towards Ushant in a south-westerly direction, passed that island during 2 VOYAGE TO PORTUGAL. [CHAP. i. the following night, and entered the Bay of Biscay. The ideas of storm and dread, which the old song and nursery associations have so long connected with this famous bay, were not, upon this occasion, weakened by any unusual calm ; we were only im- pelled, it is true, by a light and favourable breeze, but the waters were sufficiently ruffled to contrast advantageously, in point of grandeur and size of wave, with the Channel which we had just left. A windy day was succeeded by a fine starlight night. The following morning was calm, and the sea had a fine blue tinge. I finished, with regret, that delightful picture of Eastern manners, the ' Epicurean,' one of the most fascinating works of an author who never fails to transport his readers into the scenes and climates he describes, as much by the justness as by the beauty of his imagery. On the 1st of August we were skirting the bold and moun- tainous coast of Gallicia ; we saw the lighthouse of Corunna in the distance ; we passed the picturesque island of Cisargas ; and the high hills in the background mingled well with occasional glimpses of the intervening sea ; we were borne rapidly along by Monte Boa Villana, and Cape Finisterre celebrated as the limit of the renowned Bay of Biscay. The hills are barren, and have that sandy appearance so characteristic of Spanish scenery. The villages are few ; and there is little wood on the coast, which we sometimes approached so nearly that we saw and heard the waves breaking upon its granite rocks. On the evening of the fol- lowing day we saw the large and little Berlines, two groups of bold and peaked crags, standing far out in the sea. Soon after- wards we hailed a ship proceeding to Gibraltar, and in a few minutes left her far behind. It is difficult to describe the effect produced on the mind by the rapidity of steam navigation in the neighbourhood of striking and varied scenery : objects fatiguing to the sight, if dwelt upon too long, appear enchanting when they pass before the eye in rapid succession, like shifting scenes on the stage. We were now in latitude 39\ and its influence was perceptible. We enjoyed the heavenly stillness of a southern evening, yet were not retarded by the universal calm. The setting sun shed a fine glow on the waters, illuminated the dis- tant sails of the ship we had lately hailed, and shed its last glories on the Berline crags, which presented themselves in many dif- CHAP, i.] LISBON. 3 ferent but always in picturesque points of view, and at length sank beneath the horizon. Early on the following morning I saw immediately ahead the rock of Lisbon: the hills of Cintra rose finely in the background, arid the neighbouring coast was studded with villas intermingled with olive and orange groves. The entrance of the Tagus is fine : on one side the shore is crowded with palaces ; on the other, the hills, though neither very bold or varied, possess sufficient elevation to give character to the scene. The fort of Belem is curious, picturesque, and irregular, but without architectural beauty. We passed by the house of the British Admiral, Lord Amelius Beauclerk, and the palace of the Cardinal, a spacious edifice, with many turrets, but a very unpleasing display of slate roof. As we sailed up the river, the beauty of the view in- creased. The noble but unfinished palace of the Ajuda crowned the summit of a neighbouring steep ; and then the whole city of Lisbon, built on its seven sloping hills, and overhanging the Tagus, gradually revealed itself; and as its palaces and convents, interspersed with gardens, were seen rising above each other, it certainly formed a most imposing object from the water. En- tering one of the numerous boats by which we were besieged, and rowing across the Tagus, I landed at Pampoullia, and ascended a steep hill that leads to Reeves's Hotel. Our voyage had only lasted six days, and was considered prosperous. The party on board exhibited a curious assemblage of persons, enter- taining very dissimilar ideas, and distinguished by very different manners an assemblage that could hardly, under any other cir- cumstances, have been brought together ; and this discrepancy of tastes, habits, and opinions, sometimes gave rise to amusing and not altogether uninstructive scenes. Besides Lady Georgiana and Mr. Wolff, Mrs. Burgoyne was also a passenger, a lady of great taste and accomplishments, then sailing to Lisbon to join her husband, Lieutenant-Colonel Burgoyne, whose acquaintance I had afterwards the pleasure of making in that city, and am in- deed indebted to their society for many delightful hours. There was also a niece of Romero Alpuente's, who was said to be dying, and two other ladies, one simplicity itself, and the other more remarkable for her beauty than for that youthful quality. I secured rooms at Reeves's, and remained stationary till the B 2 4 LISBON. [CHAP. i. evening, when I was joined by my friend Sir Arthur Capel de Brooke, a young man of ancient family, and at that time well known in the literary world by his published travels ; since that period he has largely added to his reputation by his ' Journey into Morocco,' a work exhibiting an unusual talent for observa- tion, with a quick appreciation of the beautiful, and great general powers. The view from my windows extended over Lisbon, over the river, with its numerous shipping, and a thousand latine sails glittering on its surface, and now lighted up by the last rays of the setting sun : few objects strike the beholder with greater ad- miration than these peculiar sails, which are exquisitely beautiful when seen in profile ; and when beheld in front resemble a but- terfly perched on a dark ground, with wings expanded. Soon afterwards the moon rose, and we rambled through the city by a light peculiarly favourable to every natural or artificial object that is grand in its proportions but defective in detail. On the 9th of August I went with Mr. Forbes, to whose kind- ness I was indebted on a thousand occasions, to see the Aqueduct, which is perhaps unequalled in boldness and grandeur of effect by any similar monument of art. It supplies Lisbon with water ; it traverses a deep valley near the beautiful village of Alcantara ; and as I stood beneath the centre arch, and gazed upwards, it appeared absolutely stupendous: unfortunately, the arches are not uniform ; some are in the Gothic and pointed style, while others are semicircular, a discrepancy which mars the general effect, but less than might be supposed. Although this aqueduct stretches across the country for many miles uninterruptedly, no great extent of unbroken range can be seen from any particular position, on account of the extreme inequality of the ground. That evening dining with our Ambassador Sir William A'Court, I found myself seated next to the Count da Puente, who was just nominated Secretary for the War Department, upon the retirement of Count Saldanha. He possessed great conversa- tional powers and considerable talent for debate, and at that time acted with the moderate and well-judging body of the Con- stitutionalists : and here, for the first time, I met Count Villa Flor, the representative of an ancient house, a man of high integrity, and universally looked up to by the stanch adherents CHAP, i.] COUNT VILLA FLOR CINTRA. 5 of the Charter. In the beginning' of the year he had com- manded the Constitutional forces against the Miguelites, and the most distinguished success had attended his military exertions. On the following day I again met him at Sir William Clinton's, where a large party was assembled to celebrate the birthday of King George the Fourth, at which entertainment our host ju- diciously contrived that the band should play Portuguese airs during dinner. The ' Bridge of Creus,' a piece of music so called, after the action gained by Count Villa Flor, and composed almost on the field of battle, evidently excited some emotion among the chiefs who were then present and had fought on that day. Late in the evening I wandered over the General's garden, laid out in the old taste of straight walks, parterres, fountains, and statues : fragrant shrubs abounded ; creepers hung over the trellises in profusion ; the scene was peaceful, and lit up by a splendid moon. I returned home, and retired to rest ; but the incessant assaults of the mosquitos banished sleep. These vampires found me, unfortunately easy of access, as the heat of the weather had induced me to keep every door and window open : had they only devoured me, I might have patiently en- dured the infliction ; but they kept up a perpetual war-song in my ears, an insulting accompaniment to their human repast. After some restless hours I rose and paced my room. The view from my window was lovely. I looked upon the Tagus, with all its shipping, from the frigate to the little latine sail ; the op- posite hills, softened, yet distinctly shown, by the full moon ; and the great city itself buried in deep repose. On the 13th of August I quitted Lisbon, and took the road to Cintra, with Colonel Lambert, of the Guards, a friend long known and much esteemed. In consequence of sundry ingenious delays on the part of my domestic, we did not start till five o'clock in the morning, too late by an hour at least to com- mence, at that sultry time of year, a journey in Portugal. The Tagus gleamed through the mists which overhung its surface, and exhibited that freshness of appearance which water some- times assumes, in southern latitudes, at a very early hour in the morning, as if it had just started from the hand of the Creator, and were flowing, for the first time, at his mandate. As we pro- ceeded, the country had little interest ; but loose stones scattered 6 CINTRA. [CHAP. i. in all directions, gave it a wild and craggy appearance. At length we reached Bemfica, a place greatly resorted to by the Portuguese nobles, and surrounded with orange-groves and cork- woods ; and well indeed their deep-green colour contrasted with the dazzling whiteness of the villas or quintas which adorn this beautiful valley. We passed the palace of Queluz, a graceless edifice, situated in an ugly country, but famous at that time as the head-quarters of the disaffected party ; for there the Queen Mother resided in sullen state, holding no communication with her royal daughter, and offering up ceaseless prayers for the re- turn of her banished son, and for the restoration of the ancient rule. The scenery improved as we approached Cintra, the vegeta- tion became more flourishing, long avenues of the silver poplar lined the road, the bay and the willow attained an immense size, and the oak and elm interspersed with box overhung the road and formed a delightful shade. At length we entered Cintra, placed at the foot of a hill of rather a singular character, for its summit, crowned with loose crags and sharp pinnacles, offered a striking variety to the woods that covered its base ; then passing the palace, a fantastic and irregular edifice, we stopped at the Irish inn, where I found a host of military friends and some English newspapers, which informed me that I had left Eng- land. After breakfast we walked through the gardens of the Marquis de Pombal, truly delightful from their ample shade and luxuriant vegetation ; but in Portugal little care is bestowed on plants when beauty is their sole recommendation, and no atten- tion is paid to distinctions of species. The climate is the only agent there, man lends no assistance in producing graceful com- binations ; but at Gibraltar, where both unite, a barren rock is converted into an Elysium. Walks are, however, cut through the gardens of Cintra, and rustic seats are placed under the shade of ancient chestnuts and by the side of murmuring fountains, while the borders are filled with oranges, lemons, and fruit-trees of every description : the sight and sound of water is inex- pressibly grateful, and the general verdure most refreshing to an eye fatiorued by the glare of Lisbon, and by the parched appear- ance of its hills. At every opening in the wood, the Moorish castle and convent of " Our Lady of the Rock " were seen in CHAP, i.] CINTRA HIGHWAY ROBBERY. 7 varied points of view frowning from their airy heights upon the valley below, which lay glittering in the suri, sprinkled with numberless quintas, some fully revealed, others half buried in the shade of their orange- groves. The system of irrigation practised in those parts of Spain which have been occupied till a late period by the Moors prevails here also ; the borders are in- tersected and watered by little canals, and the earth is heaped round the orange-trees, so as to form a sort of cistern, by which means the roots are always kept plentifully moistened. We returned to our inn and dined with a party of military men, amongst whom was a young officer who had been seized a few days before by some mounted highwaymen, robbed, stripped, and left with his hands tied behind him : from this dilemma he extricated himself with some difficulty, and returned in very doleful plight to Lisbon, where some old women who saw him pacing the streets in this pitiable deficiency of attire remarked, " Este Fidalgo faz penitencia."* In the evening we wandered through the Pena Verde gardens to the spot where the heart of John de Castro is interred. The periwinkle and wild strawberry covered the ground ; and the cork-tree clothed with ivy, and the gigantic stone pine, formed a dense canopy overhead. A delight- ful mixture of northern and southern vegetation is found in many parts of Portugal, and especially at Cintra, where plants peculiar to the south of Europe, and even some that have been transported from the Madeiras, grow luxuriantly under the shade of the British oak. Cintra resembles a beautiful picture set in a worthless frame : whenever the eye rests on the town and its im- mediate neighbourhood the scenery is unrivalled, but the distant landscape is generally flat and uninteresting. The day was de- clining ; and, as'the heat had been intense, I expected to see the sun sink " in one unclouded blaze of living light," but its part- ing splendours were concealed by a dense mist rising from the ocean. There is a peculiar beauty of sunset, probably unknown to countries bordering upon the Atlantic, and perhaps confined to the shores of the blue Mediterranean ; I mean that exquisite gradation of colouring, where the saffron mingles imperceptibly with the rose, and the rose tint melts into the purple, all ex- * This Fidalgo is doing penance. 8 THE CORK CONVENT. [CHAP. i. tremely bright, yet so delicate as to seem almost transparent. From the Pena Verde gardens we went to the Marialva palace. In the course of the day the Infanta Regent and her sisters were continually riding out of the town and again returning to the palace, mounted on donkeys, and unattended by any lady, but escorted by a body of ancient gentlemen on horseback. A peal general from all the bells of Cintra regularly announced their departure from the town and their re-entry, and collected a never-failing crowd to 'witness their progress. I felt consider- able interest in the fate of these young Princesses, which was then wrapped in doubt and gloom. On the 14th of August I rode with my friend Lambert for some miles across hills clothed with heath and dwarf oak, and at length arrived at the Cork convent, a building ill constructed, but well placed at the foot of a richly-wooded hill ; a paved walk overhung with fine cork-trees leads to the entrance, which is curiously ornamented with shell-work. Here Lambert rang a peal both loud and long ; the bell-rope, which, like Gloster's arm, was shrivelled and contracted to half its original length, performed its duty sluggishly, and for some time no response was voted necessary to his vigorous exertions. At length a boy appeared, and led us through a court full of hydrangeas and fuchsias into a wretched apartment called the refectory ; benches, doors, and roofs, were all constructed of cork, and sometimes the crag in its native state formed part of the wall. Here, while we feasted on bread and wine, young Hopeful told us that, afraid of being enlisted for the army, he had taken refuge in the convent, and wofully he complained of the non-existence of breakfasts and the scanty supply of dried fish at dinner. The rosemary grows luxuriantly in the gardens above, where we enjoyed a fine view of Colares embosomed in wood, and then descended into the mi- serable cave, where " Honorius long did dwell, And hoped to merit heaven by making earth a hell." The vineyards near Colares are small, and so much divided by stone walls, that the country resembles a large garden split into an infinite number of parterres. As we approached the rock of Lisbon, half the population of a neighbouring village poured out to meet us, anxious to perform the far-famed feat of descending CHAP, i.] BAY OF COLAKES. the steep. When we had nearly reached the point, the roar of the Atlantic, heard from an immense depth below, suddenly broke upon us. The rock, a striking landmark to ships at sea, is about two hundred feet in height, and slants to the water's edge in a great uniform sheet of dark-coloured stone, down which our heroes descended, carefully balancing themselves with their hands ; a feat which early and long-continued habit can alone enable them to perform successfully ; a frightful sight, as the least slip would have inevitably proved fatal ; yet the descent cannot be very difficult, as numbers accomplished it, nor can it be attended with much personal risk, as no accident had then occurred for some years. These feats having terminated without the fracture of any adventurous skull, there rose a clamour great of men and boys, contending for the spoil which we distributed with laudable impartiality. We then descended the hill and followed a path leading to the small bay of Colares, a picturesque spot little known to the world, from which it is effectually shut out by huge black ba- saltic rocks of the boldest character. Here we found the At- lantic, ever restless on this coast, breaking on a fine bed of sand, and dashing its foam over large masses of disjointed crag. This was a scene peculiarly suited to my own taste, and was indeed calculated to impress any beholder, from the contrast it pre- sented to the surrounding scenery. Here all was dark, bleak, and savage ; while on the road to Colares nature seemed to ex- haust herself in the endless variety and extreme beauty of the vegetation: there the olive, the wild olive, the arbutus im- mensely high, the tulip, the plane, and the gigantic stone-pine environed us : we passed the cork-tree everywhere bending over the road in the most fantastic shapes, with fern growing on its huge trunks, and mistletoe hanging profusely from its branches ; jasmines, sparkling with their snowy blossoms, loaded the air with their perfume ; and various kinds of creepers overran the trees, oppressed them with their rank luxuriance, and sometimes covered and entirely concealed their foliage. We found the oak in abundance ; orange and lemon groves were mixed with Indian corn and water-melon ; fruit-trees of every description lined the road ; and the vine, not topped and trained as in France, but hung over trellis-work, appeared no longer a formal but a grace- 10 MARIALVA PALACE. [CHAP. i. ful plant. We now dismissed our guide, a lad apparently fifteen years of age, \vhom we had found by chance on the hills. The general expression of his countenance was sinister, his com- plexion almost of the Mulatto colour, his eyes were black as jet, and flashed with intelligence. Among these mountains the people are invariably dark ; and I sometimes observed a negro cast of feature, which indicated their former intercourse with Brazil. Frequently we met the real negro. On the 15th of August I went with Lambert to the Marialva palace, where the famous convention is generally, though incor- rectly, supposed to have been signed. It now belongs to the Duke de la Foens. The garden is beautiful, arid there is a pro- fusion of water. On the staircase we met the little daughter of the Duke, a pretty child about eight or ten years of age, with dark but soft and expressive eyes. She showed us a paper which contained some written sentences in English, and read them fluently. We afterwards entered an apartment where some priests were breakfasting with other persons attired in black, probably dependents of the Duke ; for in Portugal, as in Spain, when individuals have once become connected with the great, they, and sometimes their descendants, continue to reside under their patron's roof from generation to generation. This extreme liberality towards old domestics and dependent friends occasion- ally involves the nobles in great pecuniary embarrassments. However adverse to the maxims of political economy, this prac- tice reflects the highest honour on their moral feelings, and could only exist among a generous people. Before we left the palace a curious scene took place. One of the sable gentlemen whom we had previously seen, addressing us in the flowing style which distinguishes the Portuguese of all classes, proffered us every civility. The Majordomo unfortunately named him as the writing-master ; a designation which jarred hugely on the scholastic ears, and produced a wrathful ebullition of offended dignity. " Moi maitre d'ecriture !" he exclaimed, in a voice and with an eye that would have annihilated any person of in- ferior consideration to a Majordomo in a ducal palace ; " be- cause I know more than himself, and sometimes study with the Duke, this man of narrow intellect calls me a writing-master !" We of course assumed countenances incredulous of the heinous CHAP, i.] MR. BECKFORD'S VILLA. 11 assertion, and made our exit with bows of a superlatively re- spectful length. On our return to the inn we saw a curious specimen of the mode of travelling sometimes adopted by the Portuguese gentry. A pair of oxen were attached to a lumber- ing vehicle destined to convey the illustrious Dona and her progeny to the capital, while the coachman, attired in a short jacket and wearing the broad Castilian hat, marched humbly by their side. We rode on to Montserrat, the remains of a villa built by Mr. Beckford many years ago. The ruinous state of that fairy dwelling was noticed by Lord Byron in 1809, and since that time it has become still more desolate. The roof, then entire, has since very much fallen in, and the walls are in many parts a heap of ruins. The entrance opens into an octagonal hall, ter- minated by a circular apartment, which looks over a lengthened flat to the distant breakers. There is also the shell remaining of a fine apartment, perhaps the library, which commands as rich a view of forest scenery as can well be conceived. The general effect of the exterior is good, except the high slanting roofs, which, though in correct taste, are somewhat unpleasing. Fur- ther on we saw the ruins of a rambling house, to which a dark story is attached ; for a young man is there said to have murdered his elder brother under circumstances of peculiar horror. On our return to Cintra we dined at the house of the Swedish Minister, Monsieur de Kantzau. In the evening a tumult of bells announced the approach of the Infanta Regent ; and as we were walking on the garden terrace she recognised Madame de Kantzau with a sweetness of expression that well supplied the place of positive beauty. Her Royal Highness and Dona Anna rode by in complete uniform : a funny costume methought for regal dames, but such is the etiquette prescribed on certain days. Dona Maria was not of the party, and some of the lightly dis- posed attributed her Royal Highness's absence to a facetious dispute supposed to have agitated the court circle. In this dis- cussion the Princess Maria is said to have maintained that so much military pomp was little suited to the humble donkey on which it was destined to be exhibited ; however, less ingenious, but perhaps more veracious chroniclers, record that her Royal 12 IRISHWOMAN. [CHAP. i. Highness's absence was solely attributable to want of punctuality on the part of the court tailor. Having returned to the inn, I waited some time for a friend who had promised to introduce me to Madame Borril, and was quietly betaking myself to rest when the defaulter arrived. The cause of his delay was comical enough. The Portuguese fre- quently adopt the children of other persons, educate them, and sometimes promote their future fortunes. The Infanta Eegent, possessing the national taste, applied to an Irishwoman, who forth- with accommodated her Royal Highness with her own daughter, a thriving young girl two years of age. The agreement was deliberately made, and the article in question sold and delivered. The mother, however, whose notions concerning the transfer of property were not peculiarly clear, returned after a short time, and wished to enter again into possession : to this the Infanta naturally demurred, and probably no such tumult of Irish ejaculation had ever before assailed the ears of any royal per- sonage. In this emergency my friend was requested to march his military person to the palace, where he found our heroine of the Emerald Isle fiercely expostulating amid a host of huge black Brazilian women, who were screaming in chorus around her. Yet nothing daunted was the dame. "By Jasus, no one shall part me and my child," was still the burden of her song. A golden argument at length induced her to mitigate such unreasonable claims, and a satisfactory treaty of peace was con- cluded. She was allowed to retain her child during that night, and was provided with good lodgings, a good supper, and a sentinel at her door, to prevent either warlike or fugitive pro- ceedings. I accompanied my friend in the evening to her room : she was then in the highest good-humour, and greatly flattered by the notice taken of her blue-eyed child. On the following morning he conducted the little girl to the palace, according to agreement, while the mother was deposited on a donkey and peaceably removed. On the following morning I went to the palace ; but as it was still occupied by the Court, I could only see the exterior, which is irregular, and evidently the work of different periods, but part of the \valls and some of the windows are decidedly Moorish. Joined by Lambert, I afterwards ascended the hill leading to CHAP, i.] OUR LADY OF WOE BLIND-MAN'S BUFF. 13 the house of " Our Lady of Woe," as Lord Byron, rather poetic- ally, as he himself admits, than justly, designates the house of " Our Lady of the Rock," which occupies a striking position on the summit of the mountain, and is surrounded by wild shattered crags, and insulated masses, very remarkable in a natural point of view, " Such as might seem confusedly hurl'd, The fragments of an earlier world." The convent has no beauty, but is curious and evidently ancient, and the galleries encircling the inner court are in Moorish taste. The howling of the wind is heard without inter- mission round the convent walls ; that mournful and unvarying sound alone disturbs the silence of a habitation raised high above the busy haunts of men, and apparently beyond the reach of human care. From hence we scrambled up a rugged path to the Moorish castle, and. again descending, mounted our mules and regained the inn. In the evening I accompanied a friend to a party at the house of a Portuguese lady : she had two daughters, the eldest a pretty person with pleasing manners and extremely well informed, the youngest a very decided beauty. The party were playing at blind-man's buff when I entered ; a game in which, as it is played in Portugal, success depends upon the rapid recognition of different persons by their voices. Being immediately required to take a part, I was blindfolded and placed in the centre of the ring. I first, however, pleaded ignorance of every individual present ; upon which the lively beauty led me round the circle, hastily naming every person, an ingenious operation which did not much assist me, as I could not bear in mind a volley of names which I had never heard before : however, trusting to chance, I began my career, and soon touched a lady with the wand. I asked the regular question, and was answered in the feigned voice as regularly assumed. " Whom have you found ?" was the general cry. I paused. "Well, but mention some one ; the game is at a stand-still :" but I could specify no one. I looked stupid, and my new friends probably thought me pro- foundly so : at length by a prodigious exertion I was delivered of a name, but it did not enlighten the party ; and I afterwards discovered that the name I had given was a compound of two or 14 RETURN TO LISBON. [CHAP. i. three others, which had become most egregriously mixed up in my puzzled brain. This attempt having proved unsuccessful, I exclaimed, " La dame qui est habille'e en noir." '' Mais nous sommes toutes habillees en noir," was the perplexing reply. At length I named the eldest demoiselle of the house. " No, it is not ; it is C ," said the young beauty, naming herself in a lively tone of mock reproach, perhaps a little displeased that so soft a voice once heard should not be immediately recognised. We played several other games. Every lady was required to sigh for a particular gentleman, who in turn was called upon to sigh for a lady, and generally felt bound in gratitude to mourn for her who had mourned for him. This reciprocal grief was very diverting. As might naturally be expected, a sigh is rarely bestowed on the real object of the mourner's affection. So closed an evening of uninterrupted good humour. The genuine politeness of Portuguese society prevents the occurrence of those little inadvertencies which are so apt in other countries to jar upon the feelings of individuals, and break in upon the harmony of such amusements. On the following day I separated from my friend Lambert with regret, and returned to Lisbon. CHAP, ii.] ROAD TO MAFRA. 15 CHAPTER II. Road to Mafra Convent of Mafra Convent of Alcobaca Monastic System considered The ill-fated loves of Don Pedro and Inez de Castro Poli- tics of the Monks Their social habits Gloomy magnificence of the Convent of Alcobaga Convent of Batalha Society at Coimbra System pursued at the University The Garden of Tears Melancholy Convent of the Carmelites Spanish anomalies History of the beautiful Bride of Oporto Arrival at Oporto. I QUITTED Lisbon on the 24th of August, and took the road to Oporto, but did not commence my journey till late in the evening, as my servant Antonio was disinclined to rapid movements, and my muleteer voted punctuality an unnecessary virtue. The owner of the mules escorted us as far as the walls of the city, according to the usual etiquette. He had accommodated me with an animal which stumbled so gallantly to the right arid to the left, that, feeling my neck in decided jeopardy, I determined to send her back on my arrival at Velez. The country was dull, and abounded in windmills and olives. The premature effect of the heat on the deciduous trees was strongly marked. The poplars had suffered greatly ; some were altogether stripped of their leaves, and the foliage was everywhere changing its colour. Even at Cintra, where the air is comparatively cool, the autumnal tints were stealing over the woods, and the paths, strewed with sear and yellow leaves, exhibited the bright but mournful beauty of an English October. The inn at Velez was comfortless enough : cats, dogs, and pigeons wandered about the supper-table, in hungry competition for the good things that were not ; pigs, grunting at the door, threatened to join the alliance ; and the only article of promise, some salt fish, was pounced upon by an intrepid puss. Entomology might have been studied to per- fection in this apartment ; and as its minute varieties banished sleep, I continued to gaze on sundry pictures of hell and flaming sinners, evidently intended to appal the souls of wakeful heretics. 16 CONVENT OF MAFRA. [CHAP. XL On the 25th of August I rode through a bleak but not un- pleasant country to Mafra. The convent and palace united con- stitute an immense pile of building, which excites admiration rather from its vast extent than from any architectural merits. It is built on the model of the Escurial, and forms a quadrangle, measuring 760 feet from east to west, and 670 feet from north to south. The church is situated in the centre, and three hundred cells are placed behind the choir ; the palace, in which Sir Edward Blakeney had apartments, and where he received me with the utmost hospitality, might perhaps contain, without inconvenience, all the courts of Europe. The thermometer had risen to more than 90, and it was indeed no common luxury to exchange such intolerable heat for the refreshing temperature of the convent galleries, which are built of stone, and are high, wide, dark, and apparently interminable. Within those massive walls the fluctuations of the external atmosphere are never felt ; and rarely indeed do any external sounds pierce through those mighty barriers. At a casement which overlooked a pretty but neglected garden, the holy fathers kept up a cordon of obser- vation when first our troops arrived, and were greatly discom- posed at the occurrence of any petty delinquencies. The occasional ejectment of an old shoe from an opposite window appeared to constitute the maximum of British aggression, and ludicrous appeals were made to the General upon these occasions. Sir Edward restrained such dangerous infringements of conventual rights, and by his judicious attention to their feelings completely won the hearts of the reverend plaintiffs ; indeed it was grati- fying to hear the praises everywhere lavished on our troops, even by persons the most opposed to the principles which brought them to the country. The monks showed us the refectory, a spacious apartment, and the library, well stored \vith books. Having spent some time agreeably with my old schoolfellows, Henry Upton and Augustus Ellis, I took leave of Sir Edward Blakeney. Lord William Paulett kindly gave me letters for Coimbra, where he had spent some time, and, mounting his steed, a beautiful English mare, showed me the shortest way to Torres Vedras, across a wild heath tract. As I rode along the side of a pine-covered hill, a gentleman passed me, attended by two servants, one of whom carried a baton CHAP, ii.] TORRES VEDRAS. 17 at his side, a proof that his master was a person of distinction. The peasants in this part of the counlry universally carry a long pole, considerably higher than their heads, and sometimes tipped with lead, which renders it a formidable instrument of attack : assisted by these weapons only, a knot of peasants is said to have dismounted a large party of French cavalry during the Penin- sular war ; but they seldom molest travellers, and indeed high- way robberies are by no means frequent in Portugal, except in Alentejo. The inn at Torres Vedras was a great improvement on our last resting-place. The muleteer had not arrived at a late hour on the following morning ; a degree of negligence which surprised me, as the natives consider any exposure to the sun, during the summer months, imprudent after the early hour of nine. I began to suspect that my friend had been waylaid, or, prompted by an ardent thirst for knowledge, had himself inspected my portmanteau, in which case I was well aware that any tasteful appropriations would have been followed by a se- cession to the mountains : so forth I issued, in no placable mood, taking the road to Mafra, and spying anxiously around to discover some remnants of a trunk or a muleteer. I had, how- ever, made little progress before I met the deserter, who assured me that he had unaccountably lost his way, but, influenced by a prodigious zeal in my service, had been toiling all night to regain it. His account was true in the main, but he prudently abstained from any allusion to certain libations, the real cause of his circuitous proceedings. Torres Vedras is a celebrated point on that strong line of natural defence which was so ably maintained by the Duke of Wellington. Standing on these heights I was enabled to form some conception of the system pursued, but could by no means command the entire range of military positions. I continued mv journey through a succession of pine-forests, varied occasionally by open spaces covered with heath. In the neighbourhood of Lisbon the hills consist principally of limestone, near Mafra of basalt covered with limestone ; but we now entered on a sandv region. In consequence, the character of the vegetation changed : the Arbutus unedo, the Phillyrea, and the Myrica faya, or gale of Madeira, so abundant near Cintra, were exchanged for fig- trees of an immense growth, and a large species of cane, a c 18 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. n. plant which has a thick stem, resembling the sugar-cane, and is used in supporting the vines. The black ant swarmed among the fir-woods, yellow butterflies fluttered over the plain in gay pro- fusion, and dogs of exquisite taste prowled around the vineyards, and gazed with hopeless eyes on that forbidden paradise. They are passionately fond of grapes, and sticks purposely attached to their collars prevent their entrance into the vineyards. This Bacchanalian propensity is, in a great measure, the cause of that amazing influx of dogs into Lisbon during the summer months ; for, when the grape begins to ripen, the proprietors of the vine- yards on the opposite coast lay violent hands on the canine species, and ship them off to the capital. There, prowling about in hungry groups, they become of real use in cleansing the streets of that detestable filth which would otherwise accumulate to an intolerable extent, and might breed a pestilence. In this respect the strong northerly gales are also valuable auxiliaries. I baited my horse at a small and picturesque inn : the ceilings were peaked, and the floor abounded in'cracks, judiciously cal- culated to admit a cheering view of the culinary processes below. The peasantry nowhere manifested any unfriendly feeling towards me: as I passed the villages the women made some slight saluta- tion, and the men invariably rose and bowed. I saw some fine old towers, and a quinta of great extent ; the family arms, carved in .stone high above the door, showed that the proprietor was of noble birth. I deviated from my road to see Ovidos, a pic- turesque town of immense antiquity, still retaining, in a great degree, its Moorish character. A fine evening sun lit up the walls of an old Saracenic castle, upon which a boy was standing, and playing most sweetly on the flageolet. The sandstone had now disappeared ; the hills over which we passed were composed of limestone, and were in consequence covered with a richer and more varied vegetation. I reached Caldas at five o'clock, an uninteresting town, latterly the resort of the Court, on account of its mineral baths; and in the evening was visited by a gentleman who was lively and com- municative, and animated with a furious zeal for liberty. I renewed my journey over hills of mingled heath and oak on the morning of the 27th. Travelling at this burning time of the year is only agreeable during the first and last hours of light. CHAP, ii.] CONVENT OF ALCOBA^A. 19 The sun had scarcely risen when I mounted my horse ; the dis- tant sound of the convent bells came pleasantly on the breeze ; the birds were singing, and all nature seemed to rejoice : but at noon man and beast were equally subdued by the intolerable fierceness of the heat ; the peasants were compelled to suspend their labours ; the cattle took refuge in the shady thicket ; not a bird flapped its weary wing ; not an insect crept along the ground, but an unbroken and universal silence pervaded the fields, which had so lately teemed with every variety of active life. Here, as in other parts of the country, the heath and juniper had been designedly burnt to produce young fodder for cattle. The Serratula arvensis, and the Lychnis Flos cuculi, are scattered over this district with other plants of a northern parentage, rarely found in the rest of Portugal. Soon after ten I arrived at the small village of Alcobaca, and stopped at an inn better furnished with wasps than provisions : a pretty young lady babbled much to me concerning England and English manners, which, I suppose, meant that some young British officer was lord of the ascendant. I went to the convent, and sent in a letter of introduction. Senhor A , a young monk, of quiet and pleasing manners, received me courteously, and led me round the lofty cloisters which encircle an inner court filled with orange-trees. The convent of Alcobaca is con- structed upon a scale of feudal magnificence, which affords a striking proof of the great wealth and immense consideration form erlj| attached to the monastic orders. The kitchen is nearly a hundred feet long, and sixty-three feet high from the floor to the intrados of the vault. The fireplace is twenty-eight feet long by eleven broad, and stands in the centre of the apartment, through which a stream of water flows, it must be confessed, a magnificent appanage to a kitchen. The refectory is ninety- two feet long by sixty -eight broad. As we approached the clock struck eleven ; the brotherhood poured in ; the organ sounded ; and the chant of thanksgiving arose as we sat down to dinner. It was evident, even on my first introduction to these monks, that they were very superior to most of their order, an impres- sion fully confirmed by further acquaintance; for they possessed that courtesy and distinction of manner which birth, or long and. c 2 20 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. n. early acquaintance with good society can alone confer. I after- wards learned that they were Bernardine monks, whose choice in the election of novices is very much restricted to persons of con- dition ; a limitation which has kept up the respectability of their order, amid the comparative degradation of part of the profession. The Franciscan convents, on the contrary, from their poverty, and from other causes, have fallen into the hands of persons selected from the lower classes, who, as might naturally be ex- pected, sometimes disgrace the brotherhood by their excesses. The monks of the higher orders are generally restrained by con- siderations of policy and self-respect, are often swayed by higher motives, and almost always throw a decent veil over any viola- tions of the convent rules. Writers are too apt to involve the monastic orders in one general denunciation, without reference to the different systems pursued by the various orders, and the different results necessarily produced ; but no statement can be fair and correct, unless it be grounded on a strict and unpreju- diced examination of facts. And I must say that the highly coloured statements, so often put forth by travellers against the monks and the monastic establishments, come with a singularly bad grace from men who, journeying in a wild country, and de- prived of the usual comforts of life, partake with freedom of their generous hospitality, and then repay the benefit by assertions which truth and justice do not warrant, and which gratitude and good feeling should restrain. Whatever may be the remote effects of the suppression of the wealthier convents in Spain and Portugal, still, in the neglected state of agriculture prevailing throughout so large a portion of the Peninsula, their existence was a blessing, and their abolition is, I conceive, a positive evil to the state. The monks were often the only resident proprietors ; and their beneficial influence was visible in the improvement of their estates, and in the increased comforts of the surrounding population ; for they brought to the management of their properties great capital and great intelli- gence, and largely employed and liberally rewarded the industry of the labourer : their estates were, in consequence, not unfre- quently the best cultivated in the kingdom, and the sudden and ill-judged abolition of the convents will probably, for many years to come, check, instead of promoting, the interests of agri- CHAP, ii.] MONASTIC SYSTEM. 21 culture. Every man who has passed through Spain before the abolition of the convents must have observed the difference that existed between the practical administration of estates held by religious corporations and other lands. The traveller cannot have failed to observe that the roads were kept in better order on the estates of the clergy, the bridges repaired with more care, and greater attention paid to the improvement of their proper- ties than to other parts of the country ; he will have perceived that many of the monasteries were situated in the neighbourhood of badly-managed and frequently uncultivated estates, from which it may justly be inferred that, in the absence of such establish- ments, the land attached to them would have shared the fate of the surrounding properties, would have been equally ill managed, or remained altogether without cultivation. These ecclesiastical corporations should have been preserved, and would have been invaluable if altered and improved so as to extend their sphere of action, to comprise other and important duties, and perhaps resemble, in some degree, our college institutions.* The convents in Spain frequently supplied the place of local banks, and, in a country singularly destitute of such institutions, were often productive of extensive benefit, by advancing money for agricultural and local improvements upon the most reason- able terms, and receiving rent-charges and mortgages as security. As active and intelligent proprietors, stimulating industry and facilitating transactions, the monks were often useful ; as spi- ritual, and temporal advisers of the people, benefiting them by their advice, arbitrating between their differences, softening their manners, and exercising an almost unbounded influence over their minds, they supplied the place of a gentry which had long ceased to reside in the provinces, and whose desertion of their native districts would otherwise have been more extensively felt. To the government, while it treated them with kindness and consideration, their services were invaluable in the rural districts of Spain, where influence and habit have always superseded the * Mr. Beckford, in his splendid account of this convent, alludes most justly to the prosperous condition of the tenants holding under the monks at the time of his visit to Alcoba9a ; and I can say, with some confidence, that thirty years afterwards their real prosperity had not diminished, although the most unceasing efforts were making to prejudice them against their ecclesiastical superiors. 22 SUPPRESSION OF CONVENTS. [CHAP. 11. more direct operation of law, and where law will be compara- tively ineffective for many years to come. Taxes, which might have been evaded with facility, were often paid through their agency ; local disturbances, through their assistance, were quickly appeased, and a- general spirit of loyalty preserved ; in periods of national difficulty and distress the wealthier convents have not unfrequently conferred still more substantial benefits upon the state, and, in a spirit of disinterested attachment, not often found in great public bodies, have sometimes relieved, by large and spontaneous contributions, the necessities of the Crown. When the estates of the monasteries were confiscated in 1820, a stipend was assigned to the monks, inadequate when compared to their former revenues, and most irregularly paid. At length in many instances the stipulated payment was withheld, and those un- happy men were left to starve. But the measure, as it passed the Cortes, was in itself unjust and impolitic ; unjust, because ample compensation was not made to individuals for the loss of those vested rights which public opinion held sacred, and which were guaranteed to them by the existing law, when they became members of such communities, and, as such, partakers of all their benefits and privileges. Their best years had been spent in that routine of education and those habits which were essential to their vocation, but which totally disqualified them from resorting to occupations of a more active nature. They had suffered di- rectly and indirectly by the change of system. Their expecta- tions of preferment were blighted, their influence was lessened, and must have continued to decrease ; surely they were entitled to a full compensation in a pecuniary point of view. After the counter-revolution in 1823 the convents were restored, but have been finally suppressed under the Christino government. The cruelties exercised on the unhappy monks upon this occasion are horrible to think of.* To abolish the convents as they did was I think most unwise ; the conduct pursued in effecting this object was positively wicked. In a former publication I dwelt on the specific acts of the government in this respect : these are now omitted, as running into greater length than the design of this work will permit. I will only say here, that the circumstances which attended the suppression of the convents under Queen Christina's * Vide note at the end of the book. CHAP, ii.] CONVENT OF ALCOBACJA. 23 government were but an aggravated repetition of the cruelties exercised upon the monks under the regime of 1820. The Spanish Liberal is the most stationary of all human beings, the most incapable of deriving benefit from the hard lessons of prac- tical experience ; always aiming at speculative advantages, always liberal on paper, never in practice, time rolls over his head in vain. The world generally has become not only older but wiser since the French Revolution ; but the Spanish democrats have shown themselves, with reference to their convents, with refer- ence to their notions of dividing the country into departmental divisions, in short, with reference to every practical arrange- ment, the theorists, the hopeless theorists of 1789. I believe that the convents, under an improved system, might have been made highly serviceable in diffusing over the country, and maintaining, a system of popular education, combining useful knowledge with that wholesome spirit of religion, deprived of which the success or failure of any" institutions for the educa- tion of youth is a matter of little moment. But I have tres- passed too long upon this subject. After dinner Senhor A led me to a cool and refreshing cell, and, leaving me to repose, retired also to indulge in the accustomed siesta. I slept for some time, and was at length awakened by a slight noise. I turned, and saw a monk, looking almost like an unearthly being, as he stood motionless at the foot of the bed, shrouded by his cowl, and attired in the white and flowing robe of his order. It proved to be my friend the monk Antonio, who had arrived to conduct me to the library and the church, but, finding me asleep, was unwilling to disturb me. The library is a noble apartment, tastefully decorated, well pro- portioned, and abounding in works of useful knowledge. The monks showed me a fine edition of the Iliad, presented to them by Mr. Canning, and a splendid copy of the Lusiad, a gift of Lady Bute. The church is a fine Gothic building, and contains, within two marble sepulchres, the remains of Dom Pedro the First, and the far-famed but unfortunate Inez de Castro. It is scarcely necessary to relate the story of Dom Pedro's attachment, so celebrated by all the poetry of Portugal. That Prince, the son and heir of Alphonso the Fourth, was passion- ately attached to Inez de Castro, a lady of extraordinary beauty, 24 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. IT. whom he secretly married. As I have heard the story told in the country, he chose a lovely and sequestered spot in the valley of the Mondego, as the residence of his young bride, and, retir- ing from the turmoils of a brilliant Court, spent in that seclusion the happiest, and perhaps the most virtuous hours of his life. But the secret transpired, and his royal father, enraged at the discovery, proceeded to their little bovver of love, and, arriving at a time when the Prince was on a hunting excursion, imme- diately authorized the murder of the ill-fated Inez. The Prince, on his return, gave way to the wildest fury and despair, aban- doned his home for a long time, and, when he eventually suc- ceeded to the throne, inflicted the severest punishment on the worthless ministers who had instigated the deed, and on many of their relatives. But the sorrows of this Prince and of the lady he loved so well have been long at rest ; and their sculp- tured figures are placed in a recumbent attitude upon their respective monuments, the sides of which are worked, in relief, with an inimitable beauty and richness of detail : they have suffered, however, in common with other parts of the convent, from the rapacity of the French; for those enlightened bar- barians not only set fire to the building, but destroyed some of the finest sepulchral carving, in a sacrilegious attempt to bring the imagined treasures of the tomb to light. They dragged the bodies of the royal pair from the vault where they had so long reposed. Dom Pedro, stern even in death, is said to have re- tained the severe expression which never forsook his countenance after the perpetration of that dreadful deed which rendered him homeless and houseless ; and Dona Inez, that object of his boy- ish passion, the cause of all his grief and of half his crimes, was still lovely after the lapse of centuries : her hair retained its auburn colour, and, unharmed by time was only injured by the remorseless hand that did not scruple to invade the dwellings of the dead. After the departure of the French, the much-calum- niated but far more civilized monks carefully collected her scattered hair, and still religiously preserve the cherished relic. As I was bending over the monument, the monk gradually led the conversation to the existing state of public affairs. He had evidently been an accurate observer of recent events ; and now concealed, under a well-feigned air of indifference, an anxi- CHAP, ii.] ALCOBA^A CONVENT GARDEN. 25 ous desire to obtain the latest political intelligence. The obser- vations which he addressed to; me were pointed, and calculated to elicit the greatest portion of information by the smallest possible number of direct queries, while the correct knowledge which his questions indicated of British parties and of their relative position excited my surprise. He once caught an expression of this kind upon my countenance ; and though it was but slight, and instantly checked, he was manifestly discomposed. He afterwards spoke in guarded terms, but upon one occasion betrayed, in a remarkable manner, the intensity of his interest in the subject of our conversation. I happened to state my con- viction, from recent occurrences, that Dom Miguel would soon return to Portugal and assume the government ; he repeated my words slowly, but in a voice which clearly showed that powerful emotion was struggling with habitual self-command. During our conversation, he had so judiciously placed himself, that, standing with his back to the light, and shrouded by his cowl, he was very much enabled to conceal the expression of his own counte- nance, while he could distinctly trace the slightest change on mine. My eyes were bent on the monument when he repeated my words ; but, attracted by the deep and altered tone of his voice, I involuntarily looked up, and the triumphant joy that sparkled in his dark eyes, which even the position he had assumed could not altogether conceal, at once disclosed his secret bias : he, however, instantly recovered himself; and when I looked at him again, the subdued manner of the monk had replaced the eager feeling of the partisan. We adjourned to the garden, which was kept in the highest order, and has that ne plus ultra of luxuries in a southern clime, a fine running stream, overhung with romantic willows. The evening was calm, and the monks were passing to and fro among their dependants, superintending their improvements ; happy themselves, they appeared to be communicating happiness to all around them, and exhibited a pleasing and, I think, not wholly a delusive picture of monastic life. In the evening I had a round of visits from the holy brothers, who kept dropping in, staying a few minutes with me, and then taking their departure, but their genuine politeness did not allow them to leave me a moment alone. At length the bell 26 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. 11. sounded, and we descended to supper, which varies in no respect from dinner, as the same regular courses are served up, and wine and dessert are afterwards laid upon the table. The number of hours which had elapsed since dinner explains the facility with which we attacked a second time such a substantial repast. There are few circumstances which so much impress an Englishman, accustomed to the late hours of his native country, as the difference of habits prevalent in this respect throughout the Portuguese provinces. The breakfast so extremely early, the dinner at eleven, the succeeding siesta, and the late supper which concludes the day, are habits so alien to his own, that his ideas of time are at first sadly confused ; at least they produced this perplexing effect upon mine : however, I soon accommodated myself to customs in all respects well suited to the country. The first hours of the morning are so delightful in that luxuri- ous climate, the brief repose during the burning noon so grate- ful, and the last and loveliest portion of the day, spent among their gardens and in the society of their dark -eyed women, is not less agreeable. Unlike our English habits, the morning is broken by too many interruptions to admit of serious occupation, the evening ushers in still lighter scenes, and thus in Portugal the bark of life is wafted indolently down the sunny and un- ruffled stream. But to return to my Bernardine friends. Supper seemed their most jovial repast ; we sat long ; old convent tales went round, legends of interposing angels were told, and anec- dotes of friars long dead and gone excited peals of merri- ment. When our party broke up I took leave of my kind hosts, and desired the muleteer to be ready at three o'clock in the morning. As I retired to my cell through the never- ending galleries that echoed to my steps, and beneath the lamps that hung at great intervals and dimly lit up these high and gloomy corridors, the whole scene appeared to realize Mrs. Rad- cliffe's descriptions, and impressed me with an awful sense of monastic grandeur. Those mighty monuments of ancestral piety stood then in their primaeval might, as great as glorious to the vulgar eye ; but the bolt, though still enveloped in the silent cloud, was rife for their destruction : like the tropical day that ends in sudden might, their day, still bright, still proud, was CHAP, ii.] CONVENT OF ALCOBA9A BATALHA. 27 almost spent ; but, unlike the darkness of the tropical world, the night that wraps them in its gloom is a night that knows no morrow. Those heaven-devoted structures that rose so haughtily above the humbler works of man were already marked by the spoiler. Even then I felt their hours were numbered, and that the coming age would know them not. The church in Portugal may be likened to a warrior clad in a costly suit of arms ; his lance has been given him by some grateful sovereign, his sword by another, his coat of mail by a third. Surrounded by a host of assailants, he still maintains the unequal fight, he still refuses to yield an inch for life or death, and falls at length with all his high prerogatives of honour undiminished, with all his royal gifts entire ; and, oh ! that gorgeous panoply, those fatal gifts, the cause of his destruction, become the spoil of his destroyers. Even so the church in Portugal, rich in its regal endowments, firm in its faith, and bold in the assertion of its lawful rights, maintained them to the last, conceding, yielding, compromising nothing ; yet such has been the final struggle, and such the overwhelming fall. The recent desecration of the convent of Alcobaqa, one of the most magnificent monuments of the king- dom, was at once an insult to the religious feelings of the people, and disgraceful to the taste of the modern Portuguese. On leaving Alcobaca, I was assailed by a hurricane of wind and sand, through which I rode to the village of Batalha, and, as there was no inn, repaired to the monastery. The Prior was absent, but the Sacristan conducted me to the church, which is built in the purest style of Gothic architecture ; and, indeed, the just proportions and noble simplicity of the roof, of the clustered columns and pointed arches, can nowhere be sur- passed. In an unfinished chapel, however, the arabesque and the Norman style are strangely blended ; still the ornaments are so graceful, the sculpture so rich, and the general workman- ship so exquisitely beautiful, that the eye is not revolted by such an incongruous mixture. Returning from the church, I found a monk in my cell, and a dinner on my table served up by one of those cross-grained yet faithful menials who generally make their appearance in monasteries and novels. I left Batalha early on the following morning and breakfasted at the ancient town of Leyria, distinguished only by its fine old 28 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. n. Moorish castle. Between Leyria and Pombal, the birthplace of the celebrated Marquis of that name, the Indian corn looked beautifully gay and green, and the country, covered in parts with cork and chestnut, was extremely pleasing : not so the hornets, who buzzed abundantly in my ears, pitched upon my shoulders, and greatly molested me and my horse. I have rather an affection for wasps, " that light militia of the lower sky," rapid in their attacks, but equally rapid in their retreat ; but the hornet thinks twice before he commits himself, and, when once he settles, is invested with an awful character of permanency, and, like the ' British power in India, keeps pos- session of the seat which he has once usurped. The sun was setting in great glory as I entered Condexa. At the first inn where I stopped the landlord was dying, so I re- paired to a house kept by a pretty landlady on the other side of the street. I drew near the kitchen fire, and underwent a long examination from the youthful beauty and some laughing girls, who disbelieved my English origin, and said they knew me to be of southern though not of Portuguese extraction. The maidens of Condexa have long been celebrated for their personal attrac- tions, and these merry damsels were certainly above the general standard of the national beauty. A young woman of superior manners entered the room, but sat apart, apparently absorbed in thought. She sighed deeply at intervals, and at length asked me whether I could give her any intelligence of Silveira and his adherents ; from which I inferred that her fortunes were con- nected with those of the insurgents. On the following day I rode through a country covered with olives to Coimbra, built on the slope of a hill, and most im- posing when seen at a distance. We passed the bridge, which at that time extended over a large bed of shingles, but in the wintry and autumnal months crosses a wide and rapid torrent ; but then, in consequence of the continued heat, the Mondego had shrunk within very narrow limits. We entered the town and descended into Hell, for so the inn is called ; and the subterranean passage which conducts to it justifies the name. Having left my letters of introduction at various houses, I plunged into the Mondego, and afterwards roamed along its banks, where I met a labourer, who had witnessed my arrival at CHAP, ii.] COIMBRA. 29 the inn, and was then accidentally passing by. He greeted me with a heartfelt " Vivan los Ingleses," the first and last tribute of popular enthusiasm towards my country that met my ear in Portugal ; but it seems the British troops had been long sta- tioned in this neighbourhood, and their excellent conduct had won the esteem and conciliated the affections of the simple- minded peasantry. On the last day of August I explored the botanical garden, which is by no means, rich in rare and curious plants, but contains some beautiful specimens of the mimosa, and has a fine palm and a banyan-tree. I afterwards rode with some Portuguese gentlemen to Portella, a picturesque spot among the mountains, and in the evening ad- journed to the house of Senhor , who received me courte- ously. There were several ladies, and some professors of the university, whose influence on society was perceptible in the im- proved and intellectual nature of the conversation. Some gen- tlemen of the party dwelt with interest on the character and policy of the late Mr. Canning, but were fully possessed by the belief that his death was solely attributable to poison, adminis- tered to him by his political opponents. I endeavoured to dispel this delusion, but without success. The vacation extends through the summer months, and the students were in consequence dispersed over the country ; a few were, however, still remaining in the university, preparing for their degree. They are generally eager politicians ; but the only student with whom I became acquainted discussed the cri- tical questions of the time with an utter and almost ludicrous indifference to their final result : he was evidently overflowing with happiness, and refused, perhaps wisely, to anticipate the angry passions and vexatious disappointments of later life. On the 1st of September, accompanied by the Juiz de Fora and some Portuguese gentlemen connected with the university, I went over that pile of building, and passed through several apart- ments devoted to the instruction of youth. The collection of subjects for the study of natural history is tolerably good, the observatory complete, and the instruments in perfect order : of these the greater number were manufactured in London, a few only in Paris. The school where degrees are conferred is old- fashioned and picturesque : the ceiling is curiously painted, and 30 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. n. the walls are hung round with portraits of the kings. There are six departments of instruction in this university ; they comprise the canon law, the civil law, medicine, natural philosophy, and mathematics ; different degrees are taken in the respective facul- ties, the student generally applying himself to the particular branch of study intended to form the basis of his professional exertions in after-life. This is perhaps an improvement upon our system of college education, where the same degree is taken by all, without any reference to the different nature of their future operations. The Greek and Latin tongues are also taught at Coimbra, and moral philosophy, history, and the belles lettres are made subsidiary studies to the higher lectures. The prevailing system of education was introduced by the Marquis of Pombal, who spoke with pride and pleasure of the reform effected in the university during the period of his administration, and even undertook a voyage from Lisbon to Coimbra, for the sole purpose of opening and sanctioning with his presence the new course of studies. In a former work upon Portugal, of a graver character, I have commended the policy of the Portuguese government in attaching the most influential persons in the university to their interest* : by frequent promotion and honourable treatment some commanderies of the Order of Christ are annexed to the office of senior lecturer of mathematics and natural philosophy, while every cathedral throughout the kingdom is obliged by a papal bull to attach a certain number of its prebendal stalls to the different faculties of the university, restricting them, how- ever, to gentlemen belonging to the clerical profession. The most able law instructors in the university are often promoted to the highest tribunals of the kingdom, the most eminent teachers of divinity and canon law to the bishoprics, and the most skilful professors of medicine become physicians in ordinary to the King, an office which confers immediate distinction and ensures ultimate advancement. The service of the university is therefore considered honourable, and even the provincial nobles are sometimes competitors for a vacant lectureship. The ex- penses of tuition are defrayed by the revenues of the university, and the students only pay a small sum for their board and lodging, and a few trifling fees. CHAP, ii.] GARDEN OF INEZ DE CASTRO. 31 In the evening I visited the convent of Santa Cruz, and wan- dered for some time among its shady walks and fountains, its luxuriant hedges of cypress, and its ample reservoirs of water. The monks belonging to the order of St. Augustin, men for the most part of noble descent and of distinguished manners, are forbidden by the regulations of the monastery to appear on foot beyond the convent walls, and are often seen mounted on fine horses splendidly caparisoned. I spent my third and last evening at the house of Senhor ; the Senhora was sur- rounded by her little children, a pretty dark-eyed race that had just begun to make my acquaintance. The olive abounds in the neighbourhood of Coimbra, and its oil is considered peculiarly good, and decidedly superior to that of Spain ; the tree is, however, subject to a severe disease ; under the influence of the ferragem, or rust complaint, the leaves shrivel, the tree sickens, and bears little fruit. I have sometimes seen a whole wood afflicted with this disorder, for which no satisfactory remedy has been devised. Maize is culti- vated in this district to a great extent, and is made into a yellow bread which the peasants eat in large quantities: it is also given as fodder to cattle. Before I left Coimbra I rode to the Ponte das Lagrimas, and passed through a blooming garden, misnamed ' the garden of tears," to the spot where the young and beautiful Inez de Castro was slain. A stream of the purest water gushes from the cliff, and glides along its deep-red channel ; and this singular tint upon the stone has led to the popular belief that murder has there left its indelible stain. There sat the guiltless unsus- pecting Inez awaiting her princely husband ; there she received the fatal wound ; and over yon rude and ancient basin did the fair and the chivalrous resort in olden time to unite their tears over her early grave. The dark cypresses * waving over the * The cypress that grows in this " garden of tears " is the Cupressus Lusitanica, a tree of extreme beauty, and closely rembling in growth the cedar of Lebanon, though deeper in colour. It is so very unlike the com- mon cypress, that I had at first no suspicion that it belonged to that class of trees. It was originally brought from Goa to Busaco, but is now onjy found in perfection in the midland parts of Portugal : for it has dwindled in the neighbourhood of Lisbon, and is no longer to be seen in the Algarve. 32 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. n. fountain, the weeping willows that surround it, and the stream murmuring along its rocky bed, are admirably suited to the mournful tale. Some of those cypresses are of great antiquity, and probably witnessed her secluded happiness and her tragical fate. I quitted with regret a scene over which romance and poetry and old tradition have thrown their sweetest spell. Leaving the highway I rode towards Busaco, to see the memorable field of battle, through mountain passes, finely crested with pines and abounding in every variety of the orchis tribe. I lost my way among the defiles, and did not easily regain it, being unaccompanied by my muleteer, who had started at an earlier hour ; but after wandering for some time, exposed to an intolerable sun, I reached the monastery of Busaco. I knocked long at the gate of the convent lodge before it was opened, and my first reception was ungracious enough, as the porter ob- served that arrivals were inconvenient at that hour. I was so much exhausted by the heat that I could hardly keep my seat on horseback, and was not therefore disposed to be easily re- buffed ; so, compelling the reluctant menial to inform the Prior of my arrival, and slowly following him through a fine wood of oak and pine, I reached the convent, a straggling edifice, com- pletely embosomed in the forest. The Prior received me courte- ously, and placed some wine and salt fish before me, regretting he could not offer me better fare, as meat was strictly forbidden by the convent regulations. He afterwards led me to my cell, where I threw myself on the bed, too happy to enjoy an interval of repose. These monkish dormitories are most welcome to the wearied traveller, from their coolness, their perfect cleanli- ness, and the total absence of the winged and creeping cannibals that infest the inns. I slept for some time, and awoke even more fatigued than when I first lay down. I frequently ob- served that, during the intense heats, the midday siesta was followed by a sense of increased exhaustion, nor were its invigo- rating effects fully experienced till after sunset. I now joined the friar ; and as he led me round the convent I was surprised at the unbroken silence that pervaded the place ; a silence which seemed rather to indicate a mansion of the dead than the social dwelling of a numerous brotherhood. This pro- found stillness was only interrupted by the echo of our footsteps, CHAP, ii.] CONVENT OF BUSACO. 33 and the low tones of my conductor's voice. The long galleries were partially hung with black cloth, and the shadows of evening, fast stealing over them, gave birth to mingled feelings of melan- choly and awe. The Prior afterwards explained to me the cause of this strange silence. The monks who inhabited the convent were Carmelites, and their system was, to a great extent, modelled on that of La Trappe, for, like the friars of that order, they are enjoined to observe perpetual silence, with the exception of the Prior and of an assistant brother who acted as porter. I discovered from subsequent accounts, what indeed I then suspected, that the inmates of this convent had generally entered their cheerless abode from feelings of blighted affection or mor- tified ambition, the most prolific sources of human discontent. The system operated differently on different temperaments : a few had become reconciled to their altered mode of existence, others had sunk into a state of mental lethargy, and many, after the lapse of a few years, were vainly anxious to quit their living tomb. Some had entered the order from an exalted spirit of religion : these had not drooped ; upheld by a powerful and absorbing principle, their minds resisted the pressure of ex- ternal circumstances; the business of this life was exchanged for visions of the next, and the want of active occupation was supplied by the internal fire which supported while it consumed them. The Prior accompanied me to the entrance door, and kindly pressed me to pass the night at the convent ; but I was anxious to proceed. " This spot is indeed delightful," I observed, as i wished him farewell. " It is, my son," he replied, with the cold and melancholy smile of one who felt the truth of my re- mark, but had ceased to derive enjoyment from the objects of my admiration. As I mounted my horse, the last beams of the sun were setting, and the forest-trees cast their lengthened shadows along the ground. A cross, the emblem of peace, was placed on a pedestal before the door. The beauty and seclusion of the spot appeared to have marked it out as peculiarly fitted for the enjoyment of tranquil happiness, but the misjudging piety of man had robbed him of those temperate pleasures which nature had so lavishly prepared for his gratification. The oak and fern re- 34 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. n. minded me of the deep glades of England ; and the majestic cypress of Portugal,* with its waving branches, impressed the scene with a character of Oriental grace : yet, even on such a calm and heavenly evening, the monks were not allowed to walk beneath the shade of their forest-trees ; so active and ingenious were the founders of this convent in devising methods to heighten the privations of its inmates, as if the common course of human passions and anxieties did not render the cup which all must drink sufficiently bitter, without perverting the plainest dictates of common sense to render it still more unpalatable. Yet these were men whose motives were entitled to respect pure and single-minded men, who, while on earth, were most solicitous to do what they believed to be their heavenly Master's will. Having left the convent, I spent some time in examining the positions occupied by the armies. Busaco tells its own tale ; for the bold and peculiar character of the ground enables the tra- veller to follow, without difficulty, the history of that eventful day. I arrived late in the evening at Meleahada. On the 3rd of September I hired a guide at Meleahada, to lead us through a pine-forest of great extent, and so intricate that even the natives are sometimes bewildered by the multitude of tracks. Our guide attacked the friars with unusual vehemence, and then broke forth in favour of Dom Pedro, expressing great hostility to the Infant, whose expected appearance on the frontiers at that time kept the nation in suspense. I observed that the peasantry were more friendly to the Con- stitution in this district than in any other part of Portugal, pro- bably from its vicinity to Coimbra. My guide said that the wood abounded in wolves, and desired me to observe the stump of a tree recently felled, telling me that a young man, assailed by three of those ferocious animals, had taken refuge in its branches, and had afterwards cut it down, as a memorial of his escape, and in testimony of his gratitude. I thought this an odd mode of returning thanks, and tacitly determined never to en- danger my safety for an inhabitant of Meleahada. Different nations have certainly different modes of expressing their sense of services conferred : a Portuguese fells a tree for the same reason that an Englishman would effectually protect it. * The Cupressus Lusitanica, to which I have already alluded. CHAP, ii.] DRESS OF THE PEASANTRY. 36 I do not think that the inhabitants of southern countries have generally much taste for picturesque beauty. I remember seeing a house, not far from Cintra, overhung by one of the most mag- nificent cork-trees I ever beheld. I was standing opposite the windows, admiring the fantastic beauty and amazing luxuriance of the tree, when an old woman, attracted by my earnest gaze, sallied forth, observing that I was perhaps desirous of taking the house, and adding, that, if the tree were an object of dislike, it could be felled immediately. Any old woman may be guilty of bad taste ; but if the tree had been an object of general admira- tion in the neighbourhood, she would not have so utterly mis- understood my feeling. There is, generally speaking, far less beauty and distinction oi costume in Portugal than in Spain, but the dress of the peasantry is unusually rich in this part of the country. The strange wild figures that meet the eye in some of the sequestered parts of Spain, and recall the memory of another age, are not here to be seen : here indeed we do not see the pilgrim in his partycoloured garment, the courier with his breast of fur, bare neck, and waist encircled by a belt crowded with quaint devices rudely traced, as if to guard the wearer against a host of Gouls and Afrits. These uncouth figures do not in this part of the country startle yet delight the eye by their grotesque appearance ; still there is much beauty of costume: the men were attired in satin waist- coats, richly figured, and of a crimson colour ; some had hand- kerchiefs tied round their heads, after the Oriental fashion, but not in the graceful folds of the turban, as I have seen them worn in that paradise of the Christian world, the vale of Murcia : many of the boys, and some of the men, were dressed in a loose gar- ment, resembling in form, but not in beauty, the Highland kilt ; and a broad-brimmed hat, a red scarf, and a blue jacket, not worn but thrown over the shoulder, complete the provincial dress. They also carry the pao or long pole, as in the neigh- bourhood of Lisbon. I met a young peasant bearing a pannier of grapes, upon which I made a vigorous attack, but no per- suasion would induce him to receive any recompence ; a total absence of mercenary feeling very frequent among the Portu- guese labourers. Leaving Aveiro, we rode through a pretty country : the oak ' D 2 36 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. 11. and olive abounded ; the vine climbed up the trees and hung down in rich festoons ; sometimes a regular trellis- work was con- structed overhead, and an early night produced by the dense foliage. But night itself was now closing in, and we soon lost our way amid a variety of tracks. In this part of the country the natives involve a stranger in frequent mistakes by their strange mode of directing him, which is invariably by reference to one of the four points of the compass. Now south-east or north-west may be a very poetical, but is a very puzzling mode of direction to a man travelling by night through a country with which he is totally unacquainted. Besides, the points of the compass are in some degree conventional with these honest folks ; for they talked of our north and our west, which certainly was not my north or my west, as I found to" .my cost, after sundry wanderings on that luckless night. At length we stumbled on a cottage, and prevailed on a peasant to show us the way to Ovar. He was lively, intelligent, and dark as a mulatto : he had served under Dom Miguel when he commanded the army, and evidently regarded that Prince with very partial feelings. He observed that he did not trouble himself with the subtle points growing out of the question of the succession, but thought Dom Miguel ought in justice to ascend the throne, because he had kil-led some bulls in a masterly manner, and had generously presented their bodies to the sol- diery ; a novel argument in the Infant's favour, which has pro- bably never yet suggested itself to any of his Royal Highness's legal advisers. He also entered into some curious details respect- ing the customs of this part of the country. The priest requires annually a bushel of wheat from every married pair : and be it further observed, the relative piety of the different parishioners is determined by the relative amount of the plums and good things stuffed into these pascal offerings: he said that many of the clergy led dissolute lives ; but he was manifestly an un- measured talker, and had no love for the Church. By one of the church regulations, no priest is allowed to keep in his house, as a domestic, any woman under a certain age ; but I heard of an ingenious ecclesiastic who cheated his conscience by retaining under his roof two beautiful women, whose united years amounted to the age prescribed for one : so that the sum total * CHAP, ii.] OVAR. 37 were correct, he thought it mattered little how the amount were distributed ; like this manuscript, which contains the same number of words, whether Mr. Murray swell it into two small volumes or compress it into one. This story is, however, probably more amusing than authentic. Late in the evening we entered Ovar, a long straggling town, in which I naturally concluded that some house of accommoda- tion must exist; but literally there was none. The Peninsula generally, although it may be said more of Spain than Portugal, abounds in these strange inconsistencies. I once stopped at a venta in Andalusia, which not only possessed the necessaries, but many of the comforts of life. Meat and fowls, with tea, coffee, and chocolate, formed a sumptuous bill of fare for a Spanish country inn : forks abounded, but when I called for a knife I was told that no such implement was kept in the house, on a principle of self-preservation. The reason given was eminently Spanish ; but in fact the road was chiefly frequented by smugglers, who live well, but always carry their own knives ; and this was the real cause of the deficiency. The same curious contradictions are occasionally found in the higher ranks. I remember sleeping at the house of a decayed noble, who received me with the utmost hospitality. My sleep- ing apartment was, however, destitute of the most common conveniences of life ; my bed had no curtains, there was not a looking-glass, there was not a chair in the room. Such being the case, I was surprised, and somewhat amused, at seeing a menial, attired in a faded livery of green and gold, enter my apartment with much state, bearing a basin of massive silver, which he was himself compelled to hold, because there was no table on which he could place that ponderous relic of the departed splendour of the house. A quarter of a league from Ovar we reached the ne plus ultra of abominable inns. I had divided my journey badly, and often fell in with worse accommodation than I should have found if I had adhered to the regular post ; and, in this instance, I believe I was the first person above the rank of a muleteer whom my friend the innkeeper had ever entertained. As I arrived late, stale bread was my only supper, and straw my only bed. Growling dogs and famished cats contested the crumbs 38 JOURNEY TO OPORTO. [CHAP. n. ' that fell from my board, and vermin sported around me in lively profusion. My servant Antonio lost the keys of my trunk, and the muleteer his way. So closed the night. On the following day the road was sandy, and my progress slow. Soon after I left Ovar I overtook a young woman, of great personal attractions, journeying to Oporto, attended by three servants. I greeted her, according to the custom of the country ; and as we were travelling on the same road, we naturally fell into a conversation, which she kept up with live- liness and spirit. Her servants were barefooted : they wore a red sash, a laced jacket with rich silver buttons, a large hat, and earrings of solid gold. The curious mixture of familiar dialogue and goodnatured authority which characterised her intercourse with them revived classical associations, illustrated the simple manners of an earlier age, and seemed to realise the description of the Grecian dames amid their handmaids : other circumstances contributed to keep up the illusion. Her regular and noble features reminded me of those beautiful models of ancient art with which no modern sculpture can bear competi- tion. Her costume might, in some degree, be considered classical, and was admirably adapted to set forth the faultless outline of her face. She stopped at a friend's house near Oporto, and we separated ; but we afterwards renewed our acquaintance, and I heard from her own lips the story of her life a simple but romantic tale. It is but short, for she was still very young. She became acquainted, at the early age of sixteen, with a young man, only a few years her senior, but greatly her superior in rank. Acquaintance gave birth to attachment, and the difficulties which prevented their union heightened that feeling into the most ardent love. Her lover's family contemplated the possibility of such an event with dread ; but her father encouraged their intercourse, and the plighted couple met, every evening, under the shade of the garden fig-tree, and exchanged vows of eternal fidelity. The impetuous but reso- lute attachment of her young admirer at length appeared to overcome the opposition of his family ; and he arrived one even- ing at the trysting-place in high spirits, and entertaining sanguine hopes. They spent a few delightful hours in the full enjoyment of reciprocal confidence, and separated with the belief that they CHAP, ii.] THE BRIDE OF OPORTO. 39 would speedily be united, to part no more ; but from that hour they never met again, either in sorrow or in joy. Her lover's father, anxious to avert from his family the disgrace of an unequal alliance, had appeared to relent, for the purpose of executing his designs with greater facility. He had already conferred with the civil authorities, and that very night his son was arrested, and conveyed to a place of strict confinement, where he was seized with an infectious fever, of which he died in a few days, in spite of every exertion to save him. She married two years afterwards, and confessed to me that she was perfectly happy. A prior attachment sometimes con- tinues to exist in a woman's mind long after marriage ; but, except in a person of very deeply-rooted affections, rarely sur- vives the birth of a child : from that hour the current of her thoughts becomes changed ; new duties, new feelings, new hopes arise, to banish former regrets, and " She who lately loved the best, Forgets she loved at all." I observed in my pretty heroine a striking instance of those sudden bursts of quick and sensitive feeling which seem inherent in the southern temperament. Although she spoke of her first ill-fated lover with calmness, almost with indifference, and con- fessed that she had long ceased to regret the difficulties which prevented their union, yet once, as she dwelt upon past scenes and recalled a thousand instances of his boyish devotion, her voice changed, her dark eyes filled with tears, and her whole soul seemed to revert, with undiminished affection, to the object of her early love. Her emotion was but transient ; yet I am convinced that, while it lasted, she would have renounced every earthly lie to be restored to him who had been the first to win her affections, and was then mouldering in the grave. As I approached Oporto the liveliness of the national character became very perceptible : the women delighted in jest and re- partee, and sometimes carried their facetious humour to a very inconvenient extent, by misdirecting me on my road. Good- nature, however, ultimately prevailed, and they always apprized me of the mistake into which they had led me after I had pro- ceeded a few steps in the wrong direction : but this kind of rail- to ARRIVAL AT OPORTO. [CHAP. 11. lery, tolerably diverting in the fair sex, was positively offensive when practised by the men. As I passed through a little village, I saw a woman standing in the street, wringing her hands, and pouring forth the wildest lamentations. I inquired into the cause of her grief, and heard that thieves had broken into her house during her absence. The poor woman suspected that she had been robbed of all her little treasure, but had not courage to ascertain the extent of her loss. As no saving- banks, or institutions of that kind, exist in Portugal, the peasants either hoard their earnings in strong boxes, or lay them out in purchasing golden trinkets, of which they are passionately fond : so that a successful attack upon their cottages may deprive them of the little store which they have accumulated by years of industrious exertion. The handsome earrings and chains of solid gold, worn by women among the lower classes, excited my surprise, till I discovered that they regularly invest their money in the acquisition of these ornaments : so that, by an unusual combination, the increase of the family wealth, and the gratifica- tion of their taste for personal decoration, go hand-in-hand ; and as these trinkets are generally of solid gold, and made with little regard to fashion, their value is easily ascertained, and they are converted into cash without difficulty. At length I reached Oporto, an ancient and very picturesque town : the streets, with a few noble exceptions, are narrow, and the houses high and ornamented with handsome balconies. That part of the city which overhangs the Douro is strikingly beauti- ful ; the river itself is fine and clear, and the banks bold and partially wooded. The concourse of people was so great at Oporto when I arrived, that I passed from inn to inn, and from one extremity of the city to the other, without being able to procure an apartment. The absence of any furnished lodgings shows the little progress which this great city has made in some of the most essential comforts of life, while in other respects it has rapidly advanced in the career of civilization. At length I obtained a bed-room, though not a sitting-room, at the house of a mulatto, where, as I entered, a large party, of a mixed cha- racter, was collecting round the table d'hote. There were two Germans : one seemed well informed, and so, I suspect, was the other ; but as he abused me in the Portuguese language, with CHAP, ii.] ARRIVAL AT OPORTO. 41 which he supposed me thoroughly unacquainted, I will not dilate upon his merits. I chanced to sit next a mild and intelligent Englishman, Mr. Waterhouse, who had resided many years in Portugal. The conversation turned on recent events. The retirement of Count Saldanha, the disturbances which followed his resignation, the measures adopted in consequence by Sir Thomas Stubbs, and his recall from the government of Oporto, were circumstances which excited the public mind at that time in a very high degree, and were discussed with unusual warmth. 42 COUNT AND COUNTESS VILLA FLOR. [CHAP. in. CHAPTER III. Count and Countess of Villa Flor Portuguese Society Effect of the recent Changes on the Portuguese Character Author leaves Oporto Tremen- dous Storm Fall of Locusts Description of the Traz os Montes The Valentoines Feudal Manners of the Nobles Dinner at the Capitan Mor Character and Mansion of the venerable Senhor Joaquim Lamego Hospitality of Senhor Ferreira Superstition of the Enchanted Mooress Return to Oporto. COUNT VILLA FLOR, since that time become Duke of Terceira, had assumed the government of Oporto a few days before I reached that city, and, on my arrival, kindly offered me apart- ments in his house, and the use of his -stud, a hospitality cha- racteristic of the Portuguese, but particularly distinguishing this generous noble, whose liberality was proverbial both at Lisbon and Oporto. I declined his offer ; but, establishing myself at the neighbouring inn of Batalha, became almost an inmate of his house during my long residence at Oporto. His staff con- sisted of Don Carlos, brother of the Marquis of Fronteira ; Major Bernardo Sa, now Viscount Sa da Bandeira ; his brother Narcisso ; and Major Mendez. He introduced me to the Countess Villa Flor, a daughter of the ancient house of Louie*, and descended from the far-famed and illustrious line of the Mendozas. The Louie family were originally of British origin, and are said to have sprung from an English knight of the name of Rollim, who led his vassals to the siege of Lisbon, distinguished himself in the service of Alphonso the Fir.*.t, and was rewarded by a grant of land, after the capture of that city. The Countess was only in her nineteenth year, and in the first bloom of that uncommon beauty which drew down the applause of every Portuguese, and afterwards excited the admiration of English society. But although the Countess was still so young, she had experienced both hardship and danger amid the turbulent dissen- sions of her native country. During the last few years the great had been peculiarly exposed to severe vicissitudes ; yet these she CHAP, in.] PORTUGUESE SOCIETY. 43 had encountered with a firmness extraordinary in one so young-, so delicate, and so little calculated, by birth or station, to mix in revolutionary scenes. Her childhood had been clouded by the ruthless assassination of her noble father ; she had afterwards accompanied her husband to a desolate prison ; she now filled the brilliant position which she was born to occupy, and was so well fitted to grace ; but before a year had revolved, the star of her destiny had declined, and she was again an exile from her native land. The military government of Oporto, always an important trust, was of vital consequence in the actual state of Portugal. Two powerful factions at that time disputed the political arena, viewed each other with hatred and suspicion, and threatened to disturb the tranquillity of the city. By strict impartiality in the dis- charge of hfe public duties, and by an equal and well judged hospitality to men of all parties, Count Villa Flor secured the affection of the inhabitants, and mitigated those feuds which lay too deep to be eradicated. The mere circumstance of official rank confers great consideration in Portugal ; but in the person of Count Villa Flor it was united to high birth and previous reputation ; and although some individuals kept aloof from party feelings, the elite of Oporto crowded to his house and to his box at the Opera. In the morning the Count and Countess rode out, accompanied by their staff; and I frequently joined them in their excursions to the beautiful environs of Oporto. In the evening 1 generally found several persons assembled at their house ; or if, by chance, there was no addition to the family circle, I was not less cordially welcomed, and the hours passed away in lively con- versation. That I may not hereafter interrupt the thread of my narrative, when it becomes more eventful, I will now insert a few remarks on the Portuguese character, and on the nature of Portuguese society ; premising only that they are somewhat premature in this part of my work, as I had not formed such conclusions till after a long residence at Lisbon and Oporto. If I could divest myself of every national partiality, and sup- pose myself an inhabitant of the other hemisphere, travelling solely for my amusement, noting men and manners, and were asked in what country society had attained its most polished 44 OPORTO. [CHAP. in. form, I should say in Portugal : this perfection of manner is per- haps most appreciated by an Englishman when seen in that portion of the aristocratic class which lias adopted in minor points the refinements of the first European society, and has retained the spirit, while it has in some degree dropped the exaggerated ceremonial, of the old Portuguese courtesy. Portuguese polite- ness is delightful, because it is by no means purely artificial, but flows in a great measure from a natural kindliness of feeling. A Portuguese has a real repugnance to wound the fee^ngs of the humblest individual, and sedulously avoids any expres- sion which can possibly have that effect ; not only because it is ill-bred, but because the act of inflicting pain on another is disagreeable to himself. A Portuguese, possessed of strong sar- castic talent, will seldom direct it, however veiled, against any individual present, and will use the utmost circumlocution in conveying an unpleasant truth. Even if lie be aware that the person with whom he is actually conversing is in the act of deceiving him, he often disguises his knowledge of the fact from his apprehension of wounding the feelings of the deceiver, or, if such a man be too worthless for consideration, from the fear of grieving his kindred : to such an extent is their politeness carried. It may occasionally exceed the proper bounds ; but still the general influence of these delicate and considerate feel- ings is highly beneficial to society, which in Portugal resembles a vessel impelled by a favouring breeze over a calm sea, undis- turbed by any displeasing inequality of motion. The restless feeling so often perceptible in English society hardly exists in Portugal : there are no ardent aspirations after fashion ; there is little prepared wit in Portuguese society, and no one talks for the mere purpose of producing an effect, but simply because his natural taste leads him to take an active part in conversation. In spite of manners apparently artificial, society is more unaffected in Portugal than superficial observers would at first suppose. Dandyism is unknown among their men, and coquetry, so common among Spanish women, is little in vogue among the fair Portuguese. They do not possess, to the same extent, the heady passions and romantic feelings of their beautiful neighbours, but they are softer, more tractable, and equally affec- tionate. Even when they err, the aberrations of a married CHAF. in.] PORTUGUESE SOCIETY. 45 Portuguese never spring from fashion or caprice, seldom from vanity, and, however culpable, are always the result of real preference. Certainly, with some exceptions, the women are not highly educated ; they feel little interest on general subjects, and con- sequently have little general conversation. A stranger may at first draw an unfavourable inference as to their natural powers, because he has few subjects in common with them ; but when once received into their circle, acquainted with their friends, and initiated in the little intrigues that are constantly playing along the surface of society, he becomes delighted with their liveliness, wit, and ready perception of character. The best society in England is perhaps the best in the world, because it combines civilization of manner with cultivation of mind ; but, without reference to intellectual culture, the last finish of polished breed- ing distinguishes, perhaps in a still greater degree, the higher orders of Portugal. I speak only of the higher orders, for their superiority of manner over the middling classes is more strongly marked than even in England. There is little perceptible dif- ference of manner between the different grades of society in Paris ; but though tliis uniformity prevails in revolutionized, it was, I suspect, unknown to refined and aristocratic France. This characteristic politeness of the Portuguese does not only play Through life's more cultured paths, and charm the way," but the kindliness of heart from which it flows extends to all classes and affects all relations : it appears in the intercourse of the higher with the middling and lower orders, and softens the natural jealousy arising from the distinctions of rank. An English gentleman, unprovided at the moment with money, sends a beggar to the devil : the Sovereign of Portugal calls him his brother, and regrets that he has nothing to offer him. Such de- tails may appear trivial, but are really important ; because these gentle and considerate manners have promoted a kindly feeling in the people towards their superiors, and have greatly contri- buted to mitigate the bitter sense of actual privation. The pride of the Portuguese Fidalgos is chiefly directed against each other, and usually relates to their family alliances. A Puritano, 46 OPORTO. [CHAP. in. that is a Fidalgo who traces a purely noble descent from the earliest times, is supposed to form an unequal alliance when he unites himself to the scion of any house, however illustrious, if not also a Puritano by descent. The higher will not ally them- selves to the inferior nobles, and these again will form no con- nexion with the commonalty ; but precedency of rank is occa- sionally superseded in public opinion by ancient birth ; and some untitled families have constantly refused to marry into the houses of particular Grandees, because their own descent is unquestion- ably more ancient, and therefore considered more illustrious. If the nobles are kindly disposed, the people are, generally speaking, extremely loyal, little inclined to violence, easily led, susceptible of kindness, and patient under many privations : their virtues flow from their native goodness of disposition, their vices are, in some degree, attributable to the system under which they have lived. The overwhelming extent of the regal prerogative, which could deprive the highest noble of his birthright by an exertion of power; and the corrupt administration of justice, which could impoverish its victim by an act of law, are abuses which, in the towns at least, gave rise to habits of refined dis- simulation as the only safeguard against powerful oppression. In England, during the reign of Henry the Eighth, when the dispensation of justice was venal, and the power of the executive practically uncontrolled, the degradation of the national character was strongly manifested in the corruption of our juries and the servility of our parliaments. In those prostituted assemblies neither unoffending innocence nor undoubted integrity were of any avail against the royal pleasure ; and the popular forms, which should have guarded the popular liberties, became only an additional engine of tyranny in the hands of an oppressive sovereign. Even in Sir Robert Walpole's time, when the sci- ence of government had undergone a total change, when influence had superseded prerogative, the political honesty of public men was at a low ebb indeed : a century of good laws and settled government have gradually raised the British character to its present standard : it only improved with the improvement of our institutions ; and I know not why the Portuguese, who naturally possess so many excellent qualities, should not attain the same moral elevation under an ameliorated government. CHAP, in.] DOM PEDRO'S POLICY. 47 But I am far from thinking that the policy pursued after Dom Pedro's triumphant return to Lisbon, in 1834, was calculated to effect an improvement in the character of the people. A govern- ment that owes its existence to the popular principle must not trench upon the popular prejudices of the nation ; a government that professes to raise the standard of the national morality, and to inculcate better and higher principles of action, must itself be strictly just ; but neither justice nor policy were consulted when the privileges of the peers were invaded, when the convents were desecrated, and when those sacred stipulations were violated which pretended to secure to the dispossessed monks a pension for life. The cruel treatment of the priesthood has exercised a most unfavourable influence on the character of the peasantry : that unsophisticated peasantry, which possessed many of the noble qualities without the sanguinary spirit of the Spaniard, and were, till recently, a loyal and contented race, have become generally disaffected to the government ; and, outraged by the injuries in- flicted upon a Church they love and revere, are, even now, in some parts of the country, armed against the crown ; are living by a system of rapine, from which they would have lately shrunk with horror; and, contrary to all their previous habits, are feed- ing upon the life-blood of their country. * Before I pass on to other scenes, I must take this opportunity of returning my best thanks to Mr. Crispin, the British Con- sul at Oporto, who hospitably offered me apartments at his house, and showed me every attention during my residence in that city ; to my banker, Mr. Kingston ;f and to the gentlemen of the Factory, of whose civilities I am highly sensible : to my friend Mr. Whitely, the chaplain of Oporto, a gentleman of great and varied talent, I am peculiarly indebted, not only for the plea- sant hours which I spent in his society, but for many valuable facts connected with the state of Portugal which he communi- cated to me during our frequent rambles in the neighbourhood. On the 12th of October, the anniversary of Dom Pedro's birth, Count Villa Flor reviewed the troops, who were well equipped, went through their evolutions admirably, and received * This was -written some'years ago soon after the suppression of the convents. f A son of this gentleman has since become very justly distinguished iu the world of letters by his ' Lusitanian Sketches,' and by other productions. 48 ANNIVERSARY OF DOM PEDRO'S BIRTH. [CHAP. in. the announcement of the charter with loud " Vivas !" I put on my uniform of the Somersetshire yeomanry, and accompanied him to the field, where I observed to one of the officers, " These regiments are well affected to the Emperor." " Yes," he re- plied, " but will they send forth these loyal shouts when another year brings round another 12th of October ?" At that moment the standard happened to fall. " This omen is not propitious to your cause," I replied, laughingly. Before a year had elapsed, the officers then present were dispersed, their gallant chief exiled, and the constitution had ceased to exist. In the evening- Count Villa Flor gave a grand dinner to the officers,-the colonels of militia, the judges, and the deputies. He proposed Dom Pe- dro's health, and afterwards that of the King of Great Britain and Ireland ; a toast drunk with applause, and for which I re- turned thanks. The Opera-box was crowded to excess on that night, although many of the leading Miguelites, or Corcundas, as they were then called, were absent. When Count Villa Flor again proposed Dom Pedro, the audience stood up, and a scene of stormy enthu- siasm ensued ; the shouts were repeated again and again by the men, and the fair sex leant over the boxes, waving their white handkerchiefs in token of their zealous adherence to the cause of their imperial master. I was rather amused at hearing, on my return to the inn, that I had been the subject of several bets during the day. As my uniform was of a different colour from the Portuguese, and hap- pened to be very conspicuous, my appearance on the field excited surprise. I was not a native, it was clear ; the country of my birth, in consequence, became a matter of debate among some idlers, and several bets were made on the subject. Spain was taken against the field by many, who called at the inn where I resided to ascertain the point, and. returned to their respective homes very wrathful with the guiltless object of their unsuccess- ful wager. The vintage was now commencing, and, as I had long intended to explore the wine district, which appears to its greatest advan- tage during this season, I quitted Oporto. Count Villa Flor gave me letters to the governor of the district, and to the prin- cipal persons in the northern provinces, and my friend Major CHAP, in.] WINE DISTRICT PENAFIEL. 49 Bernardo Sa accompanied me a little way on my journey. This young officer, who has since risen to high distinction, was even then remarkable for the extent of his information and the decision of his character ; the most useful quality a man can possess in unsettled times. Distinguished for his gallant exertions in the civil war which had desolated the Traz os Monies, his conduct in the following year proved that the same high spirit had not for- saken him under adverse circumstances. Our friendship was formed at Oporto, and confirmed at Lisbon ; and I shall here- after allude to a curious and somewhat romantic adventure which occurred at a later period, an adventure in which we were both engaged. On leaving Oporto, I rode on through a valley, abounding in corn and wild grapes, to Penafiel, a town of some consideration, which gives its name to the Count of Penafiel, a Peer of the realm. The commanderies enjoyed by this noble were annexed in perpetuity to his house, an unusual deviation from the general practice. On the following morning I observed several blocks of granite on one of the heights above the road ; and from their situation, and from the regularity of their position, I conceive them to be the remains of some ancient structure resembling our Druidical temples. Passing a large block of stone, upon which a mitre was rudely carved to mark the boundary cf some convent lands, I struck across a wild mountain-track. There I beheld a natural exhibi- tion of the most awful kind. The extreme and long-continued heat that prevailed in Portugal during the summer of 1827 was, I believe, almost unparalleled : the vines were everywhere in- jured, in some places destroyed, and the agriculture had univer- sally suffered ; but during the last two days an evident change had taken place, the weather was becoming more temperate, and clouds of a leaden hue were gradually collecting from all points of the horizon. They must have concentrated their strength during the night of the 26th, for on the following morning the sky resembled a great sea of ink ; deep black masses overhung- our heads, gradually sinking lower and lower, and a faint moan- ing wind alone interrupted the heavy repose that had settled upon the face of the earth. At length the storm burst, not ushered in by any light showers, not even by any warning- 50 TREMENDOUS STORM. [CHAP. in. drops, but descending at once, and vertically, in sheets of water, as if hurled by an offended God against a world which he had resolved to submerge airain. I had never seen so fierce a conflict of the elements. Those hills, a few minutes before so destitute of water, that I should have hailed with pleasure the most trifling rill, now resounded with the roar of a thousand torrents rushing impetuously into the valley ; and my path, which led along a natural channel be- tween two rocks, at once became the main artery that received these tributary streams. As the water was rising fast, and every moment assumed more the character of a raging torrent, I en- deavoured to escape from its vortex by turning my mule and retracing my steps ; but the strength of the current, and the terror of the animal when required to stem it, rendered this manoeuvre impracticable, and I was therefore obliged to continue my amphibious journey till I found an outlet. Having extricated myself from this master-flood, T became involved with the lesser streams, that, dashing around me, tumbling from crag to crag, and crossing each other in all directions, presented a magnificent scene of uproar and confusion. I called to the muleteer and Antonio, who had lingered in the rear, to warn them from the main channel, which might have been dangerous to them, and would probably have been fatal to the loaded mules, but my shouts were drowned in the voice of many waters. Some of our luggage was carried off, and, had the inundation continued, we must have lost the whole ; but fortu- nately the sky relented, in mercy to a country which had so long withered under its burning eye, and was now visited by a still more tremendous infliction. I entered the inn at Amarante in a doleful plight, and, creep- ing into a corner by the kitchen fire, fell fast asleep : in little more than an hour the muleteer made his appearance. After a reasonable interval I wished to renew my journey, but the out- cry was so great that I gave way to public opinion, which assailed me in the shape of soaked and mutinous domestics. Speaking of natural exhibitions, a fall of locusts is, beyond all comparison, the most awful I have ever seen ; and I may perhaps be excused for digressing from the immediate thread of my nar- rative to give my readers some account of that dreadful scourge, CHAP, in.] FALL OF LOCUSTS. 51 which is considered in eastern and southern countries the most unfailing manifestation of the wrath of God. Travelling along the western coast of Africa, I once beheld this terrible infliction. These creatures fell in thousands and ten thousands around us and upon us, on the sands along which we were riding, and on the sea that was beating at our feet : yet we were removed from their most oppressive influence ; for a few hundred yards to our right, darkening the air, the great innumerable host came on slowly and steadily, advancing in a direct line, and in a mighty moving column. The fall of locusts from this central column was so great, that when a cow, directly under the line of flight, attempting ineffectually to graze in the field, approached her mouth to the grass, there rose immediately so dense a swarm that her head was for the moment almost concealed from sight ; and as she moved along, bewildered by this worse than Egyptian plague, clouds of locusts rose up under her feet, visible even at a distance, as clouds of dust when set in motion by the wind on a stormy day. At the extremity of the field I saw the husband- men bending over their staffs, and gazing with hopeless eyes upon that host of death, which swept like a destroying angel over the land, and consigned to ruin all the prospects of the year ; for wherever that column winged its flight, beneath its wither- ing influence the golden glories of the harvest perished, and the leafy honours of the forest disappeared. There stood those ruined men, silent and motionless, overwhelmed with the magni- tude of their calamity, yet conscious of their utter inability to control it ; while, farther on, where some woodland lay in the immediate line of the advancing column, heath set on fire, and trees kindling into a blaze, testified the general horror of a visit- ation which the ill-fated inhabitants endeavoured to avert by such a frightful remedy. They believed that the smoke arising from the burning forest, and ascending into the air, would im- pede the direct march of the column, throw it into confusion, drive the locusts out to sea, and thus deliver the country from their desolating presence. It was an awful and indeed a painful scene, and I shall never forget it. Yet, perhaps, there was not one of those whose blighted fortunes I then commiserated who would not have con- sidered my assassination well pleasing to their God, and few, E 2 52 AMARANTE ASCENT OF THE MARON. [CHAP. in. perhaps, who would have scrupled to attack me, as a Christian dog, if I had been unarmed and unattended by a trusty band. I was now detained for the rest of the day at Arnarante, a town so called from the Hower of that name, after the poetical fashion of the land. To beguile the time I visited an officer for whom I had letters, and found him playing at cards in a mise- rable apartment ; he offered to show me the " lions," and we ascended together a neighbouring hill. In the valley below there had been some hard fighting between the Imperialists under Count Villa Flor, and the Miguelites commanded by Don An- tonio Silveira, who were finally routed and driven back to the western wilds of the Traz os Montes. Traces of the conflict were still visible on the surrounding buildings and in the broken windows of an adjoining convent, where I visited the monks, who showed me the interior of the edifice. Their gardens, striking only from some fine light-coloured cedar-trees, were neglected, and many parts of the building were in a miserably dilapidated state ; but the friars pleaded in excuse their diminished revenues, and said they had in consequence greatly reduced their numbers. From the windows of a monk's cell we enjoyed a magnificent view of the mountains, covered with wood, sloping down to the Tamega, a noble stream. In the evening we adjourned to the house of Dom Tavera. He was a fine old noble, and had two daughters, both agreeable, and one very pretty : the youngest sang some of her native melodies with taste and feeling. She observed archly that she could not speak French ; but I suspect she only feigned ignorance for the purpose of hearing my Portu- guese, which was a ludicrous mixture of the two Peninsular languages. She was lively and amusing, and asked me many questions about English society. On the 28th I began the ascent of the Maron, accompanied by the Colonel, my friend of the previous day, and an escort, a necessary precaution against the last insurgent Guerilla still lin- gering amongst the recesses of that savage pass. At the end of the first stage, a soldier gave the Colonel a list of the rebels, by which it appeared that a priest commanded the troop, with a surgeon for his lieutenant, who officiated in a double capacity, and dispensed his blows and his medicines with equal success. When we had reached a considerable height the Colonel's horse CHAP, in.] TRAZ OS MONTES. 53 became suddenly averse to any further prolongation of the jour- ney, and, after some unequivocal symptoms of dissatisfaction, turned round and trotted back with his master. I was now entering the Traz os Monies, a province inhabited by a very peculiar people, restless, intrepid, and aspiring, the only part of the Portuguese population which has retained its original character unaffected by the lapse of centuries ; a fine manly race, possessing the savage virtues in perfection, the first to act, and the last to submit, they are the Catalans of Portugal. The spirit of the age has respected their mountain barriers ; no mo- dern refinements have enfeebled their native hardihood, and they still differ in manners, feeling, and even in external appear- ance, from their countrymen and from the rest of the European community. The great insurrection, then recently appeased, had originated partly in a real affection for the ancient system, and partly in a spirit of exaggerated attachment to the Silveira family : so deep was their devotion to that ill-fated house, that even those priests who were opposed to the revolt could not restrain their excited parishioners, over whose minds their slightest word had generally the force of law. Yet the Marquis de Chaves, the chief of the Silveiras, was not a man of very vi- gorous intellect ; but his father had been eminently loved and respected throughout the province, and he succeeded to the here- ditary influence. The people had been undoubtedly impelled by the most genuine enthusiasm, and they fought under the banner of that chivalrous house with a gallantry which claimed the praise, and obtained the respect, of every candid opponent. The prevailing spirit was still decidedly hostile to the constitution, and they were writhing under a sense of recent defeat and actual humiliation ; but these feelings had been greatly mitigated by the wise and humane policy of the conquerors. During the Catalan Revolution in 1822, the laurels of the Spanish Constitutionalists were soiled with blood ; not with the blood of men fairly slain on the field of battle, but massacred coldly and deliberately afrer the victory had been obtained ; mas- sacred because they had fought in defence of that monarchy which from their earliest years they had been taught to revere, because they had struggled to maintain privileges inherited from their ancestors, and abrogated with an insolent disregard to the feelings 54 THE VALENTOINES. [CHAP. ra. of a whole population ; but, more than all, because, as sons of Catalonia, they would not tamely permit the extinction of her cherished name, which the Spanish Cortes, those foes to every great and ancient recollection, would have blotted out of the map of Spain. But in Portugal the Constitutional leaders of 1827 remembered, even in the hour of triumph, that their de- feated opponents were fellow-countrymen and brothers. I had now almost ascended the Maroh : the surrounding heights were bold and bleak, and partially seen through the mists that were rapidly hurrying over them. These mountains are composed of granite, and their summits wholly destitute of trees : the vegetation, at all times scanty, had been so completely burnt by a recent fire, that the ground was black for many miles, a circumstance which increased the natural gloom of the scene, and invested the mountain with an awful and almost funereal character. The Trazos Montesis still the favourite land of the Valentoines, a race of men that have much declined in numbers. These Valentoines are bravos inhabiting the wildest parts of the country, known to each other by certain signs, and to the neigh- bourhood by their fearful reputation : they style themselves re- dressers of wrongs, and some indeed are honourable though misguided spirits, acting in defiance of law, yet true to an erro- neous system of imagined right. But the majority have degenerated into common ruffians, whose pride is to perform any feat, how- ever hazardous, and execute any crime, however heinous, with greater spirit and address than other men. In parts of the Traz os Montes they form almost a separate class, and defeat the ends of justice by terrifying witnesses and intimidating or corrupting the local authorities. Fidelity to their employers is perhaps their only redeeming virtue. These bravos were formerly dependent on certain nobles, whose mandates they fulfilled with a devotion bordering upon heroism, and in return enjoyed their countenance and support. The extent to which a noble could protect them was long considered a fair criterion of his personal influence ; and the number attached to the service of his house was a point of honour jealously observed. This system prevailed in the Trazos Montes and in parts of the Entre Minho ; and although the altered manners of the age and the improved character of the provincial nobles have dissolved that systematic connexion. CHAP, in.] MANNERS OF THE NOBLES. 55 there still exists a strong feeling of protection on one hand, and attachment on the other. In these wild districts the stately manners which characterized the nobility of the feudal world are still sometimes retained among the families of the great. I have said that a strong feel- ing of vassalage exists in their dependants ; a haughty sense of superior birth divides these nobles from the rest of society : even in the bosom of their own families, and where their nearest affec- tions are engaged, a solemn and somewhat unbending spirit marks their social habits ; indeed, where the old ancestral forms are kept up in their ancient rigour, the children of the hou.se inhabit separate apartments in the distant wings of the old rambling mansion, and, long after the period of adolescence has elapsed, receive on bended knees the blessings of their parents : they are not permitted to take their meals at the same board with their parents, and must not remain covered in their presence, or even sit down without express permission. But although the familiar habits of modern life have not invaded those ancient and patri- archal halls, still, where these forms, the legacy of a primitive and wholly different age, are thus inflexibly maintained, it may be observed that the essence of the old Portuguese honour is, generally speaking, preserved equally inviolate, and the slightest falsehood or deceit is held in generous disdain. But however strict the forms occasionally maintained in these antiquated establishments, between parent and child, a graduated subordination of respect appears to pervade the household ; a similar homage is exacted by the children from those beneath them, and a similar state observed. In many great families, the young lady of the house, even when she merely goes out to take the air, is preceded by the Escudeiro, or shieldbearer of the* family ; though he now no longer carries the shield, but only walks a few paces in advance of his charge, with a solemn and measured step, bareheaded, and holding his hat humbly in his hand. These shieldbearers, attached to noble families, were formerly, like our ancient esquires, gentlemen by birth, though for the most part greatly reduced in circumstances. From the highest point of the Maron I looked over successive ranges of hills, divided by rich intervening valleys,which, in conse- quence of their great elevation, retained a verdure truly refreshing 56 PROCESS OF WINE-MAKING. [CHAP. in. to eyes fatigued by gazing on parched and withered scenery. I entered Villa Real towards evening, and was hospitably re- ceived by the Governor. After a sumptuous breakfast at his palace on the following morning, I took leave, and accompanied the Juiz de Fora to his house, where he showed me a blood- stained dagger, just taken from a peasant ; and said that four assassinations had been committed during the last month within the narrow limits of his jurisdiction. Murders are of frequent occurrence throughout the Traz os Monies, and particularly in the neighbourhood of Lamego ; but there they result, in a great measure, from circumstances uncon- nected with the lawless habits of the native population. Swarms of labourers repair from the different provinces to the banks of the Douro during the summer, induced by the immense demand for labour which exists during that season in the wine-district ; and amongst them many individuals proscribed by the law find safety, and, residing chiefly in scattered huts, are seldom in- spected by the local managers. I continued my journey accompanied by the Juiz : we stopped at the house of a substantial farmer, who offered us grapes, wine, and all kinds of refreshment. The daughter cast many affec- tionate glances on the young magistrate, and her parents were evidently elated by the distinction which his visit was supposed to confer on the family. I saw here, for the first time, the laborious process that takes place before the juice of the grape is converted into the rich beverage it afterwards becomes : the grapes are first trodden underfoot, and then pressed by a large beam tightened by a screw, till the fruit is completely crushed ; after which the wine is poured into great casks, where it is left to ferment, and two or three months subsequently the necessary quantity of brandy is infused. Meanwhile the lees of the grape are collected and steeped in water, and, being again subjected to the pressure of the beam, give out a light feeble wine, generally sold to the lower orders. The lees themselves are given to pigs, or applied as manure to the fields. The grapes were lying in heaps within an enclosed space near the farmer's house, and several Galicians were carefully treading them down : from six in the morning till twelve at night these poor men continue immersed up to the knees in the cold jnice, CHAP, in.] GALICIAN LABOURERS. 57 and receive a very low remuneration when their comfortless task is accomplished ; yet they submit without a murmur to their cheerless lot, are grateful for any mark of kindness, and beguile the tedious hours by singing in concert a low, plaintive, and affecting hymn. Galicians are always employed in this stage of the process, for the lively Portuguese cannot endure such painful and continued exertion ; indeed they consider the patience of their humbler neighbours allied to stupidity, regard them with contempt, and confidently assert that God Almighty first made men and then Galicians. Dr. Buckland would have told them that, if they could substantiate this assertion, every ana- logical and geological inference would tend to prove that the Galicians, contemned of man indeed, are not the most despised of God. Here the Juiz took leave, but desired a guard to escort me, as, he said, the peasants were exasperated against the English. The prosperity of the peasantry of these districts is so much con- nected with that of the Wine Company of Oporto that I was not surprised at the existence of a very hostile feeling towards the charter, and consequently towards the country which had sent troops to support it. I mixed, however, very generally with the peasants, but never perceived the slightest disposition to molest me. As I approached Regoa I deviated from the highway and rode across a narrow mule-track. The scene was lively, the sun was setting over fields purple with the vine, and groups of vintagers, gaily dressed, were gathering the grapes, and singing the vintage-song. On the following morning I visited the great warehouse of the Company, then filled with casks of brandy, and was told that seven pipes of wine are often distilled to produce a single pipe of that spirit. At two o'clock I dined with the Capitan Mor. Besides his family circle, consisting of a wife, a sister, a pretty daughter about seventeen years of age, and several younger children, Senhor Macarao, an intelligent young man, was present, accompanied by a gentleman who had published some humorous poetry, and was very religious, very entertaining, very flighty, and very peculiar. During dinner I had twice partaken of a dish of rice, and afterwards found, with some surprise, that an act so trivial, and so wholly unpremeditated, had given me a 58 LAMEGO. [CHAP. in. singular degree of popularity among this amiable and simple party : it was considered a mark of deference to Portuguese tastes and an adoption of Portuguese habits ; and this notion was peculiarly gratifying to their national feeling, and calculated to conciliate their affections. In the evening I a'djourned to the house of Senhor Ferreira, a gentleman of large fortune, who received me with the utmost hospitality. He had, in many respects, adopted English customs ; much of his furniture was English, and the china in his house was of British manufacture, and most costly. I slept there, and on the following day rode to Lamego, accompanied by Senhor Antonino, his son, a quick and lively boy, and Mr. Carey, his tutor, a gentleman of the Catholic persuasion. We crossed the Douro, and, leaving the Traz os Monies, entered Beira, where we found the road good but hilly, and the mountains on each side covered with vines in the highest state of cultivation. We stopped at the house of a young noble, who informed us of King Ferdinand's departure for Catalonia. He had a clever, and the world said a pretty sister, but, as she would not indulge my curiosity by appearing, we rode on with little delay through a heavy shower to Lamego, and alighted at the house of Senhor Joaquim de Castro da Fonseca e Sousa, a noble of ancient family, and father of Senhor Macarao, the young man whom I dined with on the preceding day. We were shown into a well-furnished apartment, where I found, with equal joy and surprise, a comfortable fireplace, and that greatest of earthly blessings in a fireless land, a fire. From an open window I looked out upon a little garden, divided into numberless parterres and gaily decorated with flowers. I saw a fine mimosa growing in the open air, some specimens of the large-leaved catalpa, and of the dark-coloured medronheiro, from the fruit of which a weak kind of brandy is extracted. Senhor Joaquim was absent when we first arrived, but soon afterwards appeared. He had passed the meridian of life, but evident traces of manly beauty were still discernible. He was a man who at once enlisted every prepossession in his favour, and whose countenance might be considered an index to his cha- racter, for it was impossible to observe the expression of his mild intelligent eye without being convinced that it could only CHAP, in.] OLD MANOR-HOUSE. 59 emanate from a candid and honourable mind ; nor could I hear him speak without feeling at once that he had lived in the best society. We were joined by the family priest at dinner, about four o'clock, for, in consequence of the connexion which has so long existed between the British and the Portuguese inhabitants of the wine-district, the dinner is often here served up at a later hour than in other parts of the kingdom. On re-entering the drawing-room I saw a blazing fire, a handsome Newfoundland dog, and a pug, somnolent upon the hearth. This complication of delights transported me to England, and I would hardly have exchanged pug, fire, and my arm-chair for the ruins of Palmyra. We retired early to rest. My room was spacious, and had a fireplace, which, generally speaking, is in Portugal a proof of great antiquity, as fireplaces, since disused, were common among the Portuguese in the early days of the monarchy. I did not sleep immediately, but lay for a long time surveying my apart- ment by the light of the lamp. Every object spoke of ancient descent, and revived that train of association so dear to an Englishman, and so early impressed on his mind. The walls were hung round with portraits of the old chiefs of the house : the bed, formerly reserved for state occasions, was lofty, hung with crimson silk, and constructed after the solid fashion of other times ; even the fireplace bore the impress of a convivial age, and might have accommodated a large circle around its ample hearth. After breakfast on the following day we walked round Senhor Joaquim's grounds, and then explored the town of Lamego, which is very ancient, full of picturesque beauties and old remains of art. Fragments of capitals are half buried in walls comparatively modern ; and arches now lead into the dwellings of the poor, which once formed a noble entrance to houses be- longing to Christians or Moors of distinction ; for the Christians at one period imitated the Oriental architecture so closely, that it is often difficult to discriminate between their respective buildings. The balconies and wooden frame-work around the windows are beautifully carved in Moorish taste, the balustrades twisted, and the lattices richly ornamented. The houses are 60 TOWN OF LAMEGO REGOA. [CHAP. in. high and overhanging, and the streets narrow ; but this very want of breadth heightens the picturesque effect. His Excellency led me to an ancient church, where the Por- tuguese Estates, the memorable Cortes of Lamego, are said to have met for the first time. Near the door is an iron cross, cut in the form generally used by the Templars, and this has induced a belief that the building was once attached to that order. The exterior has been whitewashed, and the effect in consequence greatly injured. The interior derives interest solely from its antiquity and its great historical recollections ; it is so confined that the number of persons assembled in Cortes must have been extremely limited. Senhor Joaquim then led us to the site of an old church, under the belief that it still existed ; but the proprietor, to his eternal disgrace be it said, had recently erased every vestige of the old fabric : it was, however, grateful to see the patriotic sorrow which this venerable noble displayed when he discovered that one of the most curious and most ancient monuments of the kingdom had been destroyed. The old walls of the town are partially preserved : there is a fine Saracenic tower, and a magnificent reservoir of water. Senhor Antonino and Mr. Carey were becoming anxious to return to Regoa, as we were engaged to dine with Senhor Fer- reira; and Senhor Joaquim offering to accompany us, we now retraced our steps. As we passed through the town I was much impressed by the respect and affection with which all classes seemed to regard this popular noble, for he was greeted univer- sally, and individuals seemed gratified whenever he addressed them ; and this was evidently not that homage which the " poor heart would fain deny but dare net," but the genuine expression of sincere attachment. The people are often fond of their resi- dent Fidalgos, and especially of those whose names have been handed down from father to son for many generations. The jealousy with which they are sometimes viewed prevails chiefly among the middling classes. Senhor Joaquim took leave of us at Regoa, and we repaired to the house of Senhor Ferreira, where we dined. My entertaining friend the poet was one of the party, and expatiated freely on general subjects, but retreated with a ludicrous degree of circum- CHAP, in.] REGOA. 61 spection from any topics which bore, however distantly, on public affairs. His conversation was peculiar, and characteristic of a state of society in which a general earnestness and community of feeling prevails on religious subjects, and where, in consequence, religion not unfrequently gives a strong colouring to the conver- sation of the hour. His wit was mingled with a devotion border- ing upon melancholy ; gay and sparkling in conversation, even to excess, his most brilliant sallies were generally concluded by some quaint and saddening allusion to the instability of human life. I will relate one out of many instances of this peculiar habit of mind. A guest observed to him, " This English Fidalgo will soon return to Lisbon, and may perhaps have an opportunity of expressing your wishes on a certain subject to the government." He laughed, and made some rather jocular reply ; then, suddenly checking him- self, said, with the strongest emphasis, and the most fervent ex- pression of countenance, " Ah, if he could put in a word for me with the Government of Heaven !" This observation, which, in many polished circles of the world, would have given birth to the fastidious sneer, did not produce a smile, or even an expression of surprise, in any individual of the party. The dinner was excellent ; the goblets were Bohemian, large, deep, tipped with gold, and well calculated for the copious draughts of the old baronial feasts. That day was consecrated to the Guardian Angels, and we drank some religious toasts that had reference to their all-powerful protection. Afterwards the healths of individuals went round, and the Esperanza de Casa,* which I proposed in honour of young Antonino, was the last drunk and the most applauded. During dinner the conversation was flowing and sustained, gliding easily from subject to subject, but always retaining a character peculiar to the time and country. The persons assembled around the hospitable board of our Highland host furnished ample matter for curious observation. Inhabitants of the Traz os Montes, and intimately connected by the strong ties of kindred and constant intercourse with the wild people and wild chieftains of that half- civilized but most interesting country, yet brought into direct communication with the commerce of England and Oporto, they were singularly placed between the old world * A hope early blighted ; this young Portuguese died in the flower of manhood. My kind host, Senhor Ferreira, is also no more. 62 REGOA. [CHAP. in. and the new ; between the merchants of that flourishing city, imbued with all the notions of the present day, and the clans of the Traz os Montes, adhering with rigid fidelity to the habits and traditions of the past. These circumstances naturally influenced the conversation ; and thus the savage and long-descended feuds of their mountain neighbours, their hereditary attachments to particular families, and the remarkable and often romantic events to which their social state had given rise in former times, and in the civil conflict just suppressed, came blended in their conversa- tion, strangely enough, with^the general politics of Europe and the general interests of the day. The state of society I describe is essentially a transition state, and will probably be unknown to the next generation, when the existing manners of the Traz os Montes shall have passed away ; but under the aspect society then assumed, I thought it peculiarly favourable to the develop- ment of the best principles of our nature. The progress of civiliz- ation had subdued, in my amiable friends, all that was harsh and barbarous in that almost feudal state of society which still prevails in the Traz os Montes, but had not acquired sufficient strength to break down that exalted spirit which makes religion an avowed and influencing consideration in the most common transactions of life, or to impair materially the chivalrous attachments of a former age. These high-wrought feelings were shown, not only in the occasional elevation of their sentiments, and in the energy and utter absence of reserve which marked the delivery of their opi- nions, but also in that somewhat poetical form of expression which often characterizes the habitual language of a people during the romantic and feudal period of their history. That unrestrained expression of feeling upon particular points, which in a more ad- vanced stage of society would be too often regarded as the enthu- siasm of the boy, or the insincere profession of the designing man of the world, was neither smiled at nor suspected, because the sentiment found more or less an echo in every bosom, and was in accordance with the prevailing sympathies of the public mind. After a pleasant visit at Senhor Ferreira's, during which he had paid me every attention that the most delicate kindness could suggest, and Mr. Carey and Antonino had shown me every scene that possessed interest in the neighbourhood, I quitted their family with regret. CHAP, in.] DESCENT OF THE DOURO. 63 The morning was delightful ; there was not a cloud on the sky, and the water was of a deep green colour, as I entered the boat which was to waft me down the stream to Oporto. I had desired my servant to engage a boat, with the necessary complement, of men ; but when I reached the shore, I found, to my surprise, and with some embarrassment, that Senhor Ferreira had provided me his boat and his own boatmen, having arranged that they should convey me to Oporto, a two days' expedition from his country house. I remonstrated with him in vain ; he insisted on my com- pliance, with all the warmth of Highland hospitality ; and when I arrived at Oporto the men absolutely refused to receive any re- muneration at my hands, stating that they had received the most positive instructions to that effect. The banks were hilly, and the windings of the river exhibited a succession of pleasing landscapes ; terrace rose above terrace, and the vines, beginning to assume the bright autumnal tint, formed a lively contrast to the grey olive and dark cork that stood in the background ; but after we had left the Company's district the soil was either less fertile or less improved, and woods of fir and chestnut were substituted for the vine. Towards the middle of the day we went down one of the rapids, and entered a fine pass, where the river, deep and dark, creeps slowly through its narrow channel, hemmed in on both sides by black and inacces- sible rocks of granite, iron, and basalt. The entrance into this striking ravine was formerly guarded by a Moorish fort, which still frowns over the water. There is a superstition connected with this castle, common to many of the old Moorish towers ; that of the Moira Encantada, or enchanted Mooress, a superstition well known and widely credited in parts of Portugal. The peasantry believe that, although the Moorish race is extinct, the Moorish power has not altogether ceased ; for that here, and in almost every tower where the Saracens once ruled with feudal sway, an enchanted Mooress still haunts the spot, and hovers round the undiscovered treasures of the castle. Last relic and representative of a departed people, and, since the dreary day of their expulsion, sole guardian of their buried wealth, she stands a link between the living and the dead; and, superior to mortal destiny, defies alike the lapse of ages and the stroke of 64 MOIRA ENCANTADA ENTRE RIOS. [CIIAP. in. death. Though bound by some mysterious tie to a heathen and once hostile race, there is no fierceness in her mood of mind ; there is no terror in her look ; for when, at the earliest dawn of day, the light dew spangles the mountain and the rock, and again when the setting sun sheds its last melancholy glories on the Moors' untenanted abode, she is seen clad in the flowing garments of her race, leaning against some broken arch, some ruined monument of national glory, as one who mourns but seeks not to avenge. She shuns the glare of day, but does not fly from those who court her : sometimes she weaves her spells around a favoured individual and shields him from mischance, and yields him a portion of her buried gold. It is no sin to seek a Moira ; and in return for her ima- gined kindness and protecting care, and as if in sorrow for their fathers' cruel injuries against her Moorish ancestors, the peasantry atone for past misdeeds by present love. The wild beauty of the ruin was perhaps enhanced by this sad but pleasing legend. And now emerging from the defile, the river again expanded, and we passed through a succession of gentler scenes, their natural beauty heightened by the tints of the setting sun, and, still later, by the soft full light of the moon. We arrived late in the evening at a collection of miserable huts, situated at the confluence of two rivers, and called Entre Rios, where, disembarking, we made our way with some diffi- culty to the inn, which was already full ; but on our arrival a new division of the territory was voted expedient. In the mean time we entered a central room, into which all the other apart- ments opened. In the first a mendicant friar reposed, rich in the acquisition of a pampered goose, but his saintly slumbers were at once declared inviolable : in the next a pedler snored ; but, most unscrupulously disturbed by our landlord, and alarmed for the safety of a barrel of ink deposited in the central room, he made a sudden inroad upon us, and carried off his sable goods with an air of defiance. From the third paced forth a creature whose long shaggy hair fell over his face and effectually concealed his features ; a bulky nondescript, surely not a man, though much approaching to the mortal shape. After these monsters had been successively exhibited, I paid a visit to the kitchen fire, where I found the women scarcely more human than the men ; CHAP, in.] RETURN TO OPORTO. 65 upon which I retired to rest dismayed, arid became the property of mosquitos, fleas, and that little black vermin " inter politas non nominandum." We left Entre Rios the following day ; but here, as Mrs. Rad- cliffe would say, my manuscript fails : it is not, however, blotted with tears, but only illegible ; so the remainder of this expedi- tion must be a blank, and my readers shall have a half-holiday. The approach to Oporto was striking ; we arrived at night, and the lights, seen first in the distance, increased in brilliancy as we drew near, and were reflected in long lines across the water. As we passed the Customs I saw an instance of that sarcastic humour so characteristic of the lower classes of the district. The officer asked the boatmen whether they carried any goods. " No," they replied, " but a Fidalgo," the man bowed, " and a clever one," they continued, " for he speaks English." The man made a more profound obeisance. " So much the more respect is due," he replied ; and, supposing me a Portuguese, departed much impressed with the unusual extent of my attain- ments. So terminated my excursion into the Traz os Montes. Throughout this tour I experienced the most unbounded hos- pitality from the natives, who overwhelmed me with kind invita- tions, and were only anxious to prolong my stay at their houses, and enliven it by all the means in their power. The local autho- rities not only facilitated my progress through the country in various modes, but often entertained me sumptuously, and gene- rally, on my departure, accompanied me some miles on my journey. I experienced the same kindness and attention from individuals and from official men in every part of the kingdom, till the great revulsion of feeling against the English which took place during the revolution that elevated Dom Miguel to the throne. 66 JOURNEY TO GALICIA. [CHAP. iv. CHAPTER IV. Author leaves Oporto a second time Portuguese Authorities alarmed Exquisite Beauty of the Entre Minho Joyous Manners of the People Dramatic Dances Author loses his way in the Forest Terrible Super- stition of the Bruchas A Valentoine Caminha Author enters Spain Antiquated Landlady of Caldas Old-fashioned Inn at Santiago Shrine of St. Jago de Compostella Field of Corunna Influence of the Monks Passionate Patriotism of the Galicians Ferrol. HAVING long intended to visit Galicia, to re-enter Portugal by its north-western frontier, and return to Oporto through the heart of the Traz os Montes, I again quitted that city after a short delay, and rode through a pretty country to Villa de Conde, on the 14th of November. From the bridge at the entrance of the town I saw a magnificent convent, inhabited by nuns of the Benedictine order ; and soon afterwards arriving at the inn, I placed myself under the guidance of a rapacious young rascal, and hastened to pay my tribute of respect to the great Atlantic ; for, however fatigued, I never could resist the spell which drew me to the sea. The harbour was small, but not without symp- toms of activity : two brigs were under repair, and several women were carrying panniers of salt, coarse, and apparently fresh from the operation which had brought it into its actual state. In the evening I strayed into an old fort, where I found my servant Antonio conversing with the guard, making various inquiries about the stores, and expatiating with more energy than discretion on the utter impossibility of defending it against any hostile attack. I broke up the conference, and rode back to the inn, but in the course of an hour received a summons from the Governor ; and I then discovered that some questions I had asked respecting the elevation of the tides had been converted into a request for an exact description of the harbour, while the imaginative theories of poor Antonio were supposed to portend CHAP, iv.] FONTE BOA BARCELOS. 67 an approaching assault. His Excellency asked me what punish- ment the head of the British Administration would inflict on any unhappy Portuguese who presumed to invade an English fort, impelled by such an audacious spirit of investigation. I explained the nature of my inquiries, endeavoured to convince him that I contemplated no outrage against the fort or the go- vernment, and assured him that Lord Goderich, the Premier of that day, would not regard with a very unrelenting eye a similar delinquency on the part of his countrymen. Then was the worthy man appeased ; compliments passed between us, accord- ing to the fashion of the country, and I was suffered to depart in peace. A soldier accompanied me to the inn, and told me that the inhabitants were almost universally opposed to the charter; adding, that they still maintained communications with the exiled adherents of the Silveiras, and that, in consequence of their vici- nity to the Spanish frontier, the garrison lived in constant dread of a descent upon the coast. On reaching the inn I offered him a piece of money, which he rejected with unequivocal symptoms of alarm ; for, to ; his apprehensive imagination, the rebel evi- dently stood confessed before him ; but when he discovered that the surrender of his loyalty was not implied by his acceptance of the coin, he received it with overflowing gratitude. On the following day I rode on to Fonte Boa, and breakfasted with the rector. His house was convenient, the rooms were comfortably furnished, the walls tastefully decorated with sketches and engravings, and his window looked out upon a little garden kept in the highest order, while the surrounding country exhibited a beautiful mixture of rich cultivation and picturesque woodland. After breakfast we wandered among fields where Indian corn had been lately cut. The church was of a dazzling whiteness, the cottages were neat and comfortable, the cottagers seemed happy and attached to their pastor, and the whole scene excited unmingled sensations of pleasure. I rode on to Barcelos, delightfully situated on that noble stream the Cavado, and continued my journey over a wild tract of heath, which was still partially in bloom, and gave a fine blue tinge to the prospect. Groups of oak and chestnut adorned the neigh- F 2 68 JOURNEY TO GALICIA. [CHAP. iv. bouring hills, and presented all the beautiful combinations of park scenery ; while the villages through which we passed were thickly peopled, had every appearance of comfort, and were ge- nerally embosomed in a grove of trees. Beneath their shade this happy population is accustomed to collect at eve, and spend the last hours of the day in dancing, and in singing old traditional ballads to the sound of their favourite guitar ; for tales of love and chivalry, forgotten in other parts of the kingdom, are still cherished in this loyal land. All in the Minho seems redolent of joy, the country pleasing, the climate fine ; and a perpetual sun- shine on the face of man shows that oppression has no entrance here. Their religion, cheerful as it is sincere, is quite divested of the fanatic spirit that obscures it in the southern provinces, and in the neighbouring Traz os Monies. Devotional expeditions to their chapels, placed, like landmarks, on the highest hills, are generally combined with feasts and merrymakings ; many vows, besides those addressed to their saints, are there offered up ; and many a maiden looks forward to the day when she will accom- pany her family to some favourite shrine, with a throbbing heart, and thoughts with full as much of earth in them as heaven. Towards the close of day, even in the autumn months, the ladies sit in their ornamented balconies, listening to the never- ceasing sound of song issuing from the streets below, or gazing upon those dramatic dances in which the imaginative character of this interesting people is so peculiarly developed. In this kind of dance a story, with its regular sequence of events, is repre- sented in dumb show. For instance, a swain approaches the maid of his choice ; he first hints the secret of his heart, but gradually grows bolder as she appears to turn no inattentive ear to his pleading ; he urges her too strongly ; he offends ; she waves him from her; he retreats despairs grows haughty love, how- ever, prevails over pride he implores forgiveness he is for- given, and pride, anger, and distrust give way before the returning beams of true affection, as icicles beneath the morning sun. During this delineation of varying passions and events not a word is spoken, but every change of situation, every fluctuation of feeling, is represented by the looks and gestures of the dancers. When I remembered that the actors in the scene were but CHAP, iv.] THE ENTRE MINHO. 69 the peasants of the soil, I scarcely knew which to marvel at the most, the refined nature of the sentiments described, or the extra- ordinary power possessed by persons in their rank of life of giving correct expression to those feelings. As certain features of the face are said to accompany certain qualities of the mind, so, in this favoured land, there is a grace of manner almost inva- riably associated with a grace of mind, not the result of art or education, but sometimes as apparent in the lowest hind as in the highest noble of the land. Unquestionably a stranger may sometimes experience incivility in the Minho, nor can he travel at all hours, and under all cir- cumstances, with that sense of perfect security which he justly entertains in the greater part of the Biscayan provinces ; but any rudeness or danger to which he may be casually exposed arises less from the common peasantry, who are generally kind and well disposed, than from that fearful race, the Valentoines, who, in the neighbouring Traz os Montes, grew into a numerous and almost banded body of men, in consequence of the feudal state of manners which prevailed in that district. Passing the limits of the Traz os Montes, sometimes singly, sometimes in considerable numbers, when deprived of a powerful protector, or pursued by the vengeance of a rival house, they infected the worst part of the population of the Minho with their marauding tastes; and, as the dense woods and deep ravines of that beautiful country fur- nish haunts too well adapted to the habits of an outlaw, the Valen- toines, though neither very numerous nor much to be dreaded there, at least during the hours of light, are yet not wholly un- known in those Elysian fields. The Minho is immensely peopled in proportion to its extent ; much wealth is distributed over its surface, and it yields a large revenue to the government. Many of the nobles reside on their estates, which are generally small, and often held as prazos, and therefore are not divided upon the death of the existing proprie- tor, but descend entire to his heir-at-law. There was a great fair in the neighbourhood of Ponte de Lima, and the road was enlivened by successive groups of peasants, returning to their homes, gaily attired, and in over- flowing spirits. At length, to my regret, the sun went down, 70 JOURNEY TO VALENCA. [CHAP. iv. and the shadows of evening closed over a prospect every moment increasing in beauty ; but though we could no longer distinguish accurately the details of the country through which we were passing, it was evidently mountainous and most picturesque. Soon afterwards we lost our way, and entered a pass, which was so narrow that two horsemen could not ride abreast : the rocks rose so high on each side, and the branches overhead formed so dense a canopy, that the mouth of this pass resembled the entrance of a subterranean cavern ; and as I proceeded the dark- ness was not partial, but absolute. The beautiful fictions of the poets recurred to my mind, and I almost fancied myself descend- ing into the infernal regions. Our progress was unsafe, as the ground was covered with huge stones, and pools of water every- where abounded. When we at length emerged from this gloomy defile, and found ourselves again in the midst of the deep forest, all indications of a track had vanished, and I was preparing to take my night's repose on the heath, when Antonio was attracted by a distant light. He accompanied me to the spot whence it appeared to proceed with some reluctance ; for I should here ob- serve that a light seen at a late hour in the dark wood, or on the lonely moor, is regarded with superstitious fear by the inha- bitants of these wild districts, as it is supposed to be kindled by weird women, known familiarly by the name of Bruchas, hags who maintain a direct intercourse with the great author of evil, and hold conference with him at midnight on some dreary spot. As their dwellings are often distant from the scene of these impious assemblies, they acquire the power of transporting them- selves to the accursed place of meeting by the most dreadful means, anointing themselves with a preparation strongly impreg- nated with the blood of children, and pronouncing the following potent spell " Par cima de rallado por baixo de telhado over the eaves and under the roofs let us go to our fate." It is be- lieved that any mistake in the exact formula of words is a source of the greatest danger. A man who, in ignorance of her fearful nature, had married a Brucha, is said to have seen her leave the bridal bed at midnight, and, supposing him to be asleep, perform her mystic rites, and then, pronouncing the fatal words, fly up the chimney. Prompted by some strange impulse, he endea- CHAP, iv.] MYSTIC RITES A VALENTOINE. 71 voured to follow her example, but, transposing the magic words, was dashed against the roofs of houses, and found on the follow- ing morning mutilated and in a dying state. When the sisterhood are assembled, the devil appears in the shape of an enormous goat, and receives the most degrading acts of homage ; after which these women, whose personal appearance is described as very revolting, become transformed into beautiful girls, of whom the Prince of Darkness selects the fairest. A scene of frantic revelry ensues ; and then the real business of the night begins, the arch-fiend enjoining them to tempt certain in- dividuals, and instructing them in the mode best calculated to destroy their victims, body and soul. The meeting disperses before the break of day, but woe to the traveller who chances to meet the dreadful Bruchas returning to their dwellings ; for by kindling false lights they allure him from his path into imminent peril, then leave him in total darkness, and appal him by their loud and fiendish laugh. In spite of Antonio's apprehensions we kept the light steadily in view, and at length reached a solitary cottage. We called beneath the casement, upon which two men appeared, one of whom engaged to show us the way to Ponte de Lima ; but his manner was by no means satisfactory ; he required payment before he performed his task : there was much consultation between him and his companion, and hurried whispers were exchanged. Unarmed, and thinking our situation insecure, I desired him to re-enter his cottage, or lead the way immediately. He then went on ; but his conduct on the road only confirmed my suspicions, for at one time he wished to leave us, and requested me to remain stationary till he returned ; a modest proposition on so cold a night. By his peculiar manner, and by his conversation, which was a tissue of personal boasts, I recognised the Valentoine. At length we reached the inn, where he indulged the landlady with a series of extravagant gasconades, and made a great parade of his services : according to his own modest statement, he had led us through paths undistinguishable by any other eye ; he had preserved us from the marauders ; he had saved us from the un- earthly terrors of the wood ; terrors which, acting upon the foreign and consequently feeble mind, must have terminated, if not in sudden and appalling dissolution, at least in howling madness. In 72 WILDS OF CAMINHA. [CHAP. iv. short, we were indebted to him for security of purse and person, and for any gleams of intellect we were still permitted to retain. I supped with an officer who had just marched into the town to suppress an insurrection which had broken out in favour of Dom Miguel ; for the public mind was at that time excited by the recent intelligence of his nomination to the Regency. The in- habitants of this town, and of all the surrounding district, were notoriously hostile to the Constitution. The environs of Ponte de Lima are truly delightful. The horizon is bounded by a fine range of mountains, and the inter- vening plains are richly wooded, while vines, trained over trellis- work, hanging down in festoons, and covering a great extent of country, looked like an endless succession of luxuriant arbours. I rode into Vianna by the beautiful Rio Cavado, through mea- dows possessing all the verdure of England, and through a country supposed by the Portuguese to have been the Elysium of the ancients ; and indeed it well deserves its high reputation. Leaving Vianna, I took the road to Caminha. The sun had set behind a bank of clouds, and a drizzling rain had commenced. As the night closed in the character of the scenery changed : we rode across a wild tract of heath, over which huge crags were scattered in all directions, and passed beneath the high towers and massive walls of a large fort, which, standing insulated in so wild a country, and seen by so dim a light, looked like the gigan- tic residence of some enchanter of the olden time. The sea was raging furiously among the rocks ; beneath, the foam of the breakers was visible through the gloom, and their loud roar was rendered still more awful by the absence of every other sound. "We soon afterwards entered a royal forest, and procured a guide, who showed us the way to Caminha. The inn was completely full ; our horses were exhausted, and it was nearly midnight. I was therefore compelled to send my servant with a letter to the Juiz de Fora. It was ludicrous to perceive the altered manner of my host when he discovered that I was likely to become the guest of such an influential person : his regret at being unable to accommodate my estimable self knew no bounds ; his solicitude for my comfort was paternal ; he would receive no remuneration for his trouble ; his roof had been sufficiently honoured by my presence. He added, however, CHAP, iv.] CAMINHA GALICIA. 73 in a whisper, that a few words spoken in his praise to the Juiz de Fora, who, it seems, had only just arrived at Caminha, would reflect the highest credit on my natural benevolence. I pro- mised to declare him a paragon of innkeepers, and rode to the house of the Juiz de Fora, a young man of mild and prepossess- ing manners. I was so fatigued that I retired to rest as soon as I could effect a retreat with any propriety ; but about two o'clock I was awak- ened, and found a sumptuous repast laid on my table close to my bed. Its sudden appearance reminded me of those incidents so common in fairy tales, where a table, covered with every deli- cacy, unexpectedly presents itself to the weary traveller. Shaking off the drowsy fiend, I did justice to the supper; for I was in reality half famished. When I had concluded my repast the table vanished, the lights were extinguished with the rapidity of magic, and I sank again into a profound sleep. I spent the fol- lowing day with my kind host and a numerous party of his friends, and afterwards, continuing my journey, rode to Valenca, one of the most strongly fortified towns in Portugal. I was im- mediately led by a soldier to the Governor, who received me courteously, and requested me to take up my abode at his house. In the evening his sister had a large assembly. On the following day I crossed the Minho, and entered Spain, with an agent of the British Consul, who accompanied me for the purpose of smoothing the difficulties which an Englishman then experienced in passing into Galicia. The civil war had raged so lately and so fiercely along this boundary, the Portuguese insurgents had been so warmly supported by the Spanish autho- rities, and so many acts of mutual hostility had recently taken place, that the irritation between the frontier provinces was extreme. On my arrival at Tuy, my passport was narrowly examined, and my letters of introduction broken open and attentively read by the police. Being, however, declared inocuous to the great monarchy, they received the signature of the office, and were restored to my possession. After infinite dis- cussion I continued my journey to Vigo : the night closed in, the rain came down in torrents, and we stumbled on in miserable plight to the inn of San Francisco. The Galicians seemed to me inferior in personal appearance to the Spaniards of the other 74 ARRIVAL AT VIGO. [CHAP. iv. provinces. I was now obliged to resign my travelling cap, be- cause it was white, and was supposed to have a constitutional look. I was now again in Spain, that land of romance, in which I had so long resided during the stormy period of her last revolu- tion. How many changes had occurred in her eventful annals since that time ! how many in my own ! and how completely had her fair prospects been blighted by the folly and oppression of that assembly to whose collective wisdom their ill-fated country had vainly looked for her political regeneration ! The port of Vigo is one of the finest in Spain, and rather re- sembles a great lake, surrounded by high hills, than an inlet of the sea ; for its entrance is guarded by rocky islands, which break the force of the waves, and effectually protect the largest ships from the violence of any wind. The Ramsgate diving-bell was transported to this harbour during the previous year, for the purpose of recovering the money sunk in the Spanish galleons.* The project failed, for the treasure was probably buried deep in the sand ; and the unsuccessful speculator sustained a heavy loss. The view was fine, the sea sparkling, and the little boats, bring- ing in their loads of sardines, gave life to the scene. These fish are so much esteemed, that they are exported in great quantities to Gibraltar, Barcelona, and many towns in Italy. I explored the environs with Don Louis Menendez, and a noble individual who had been one of the few reasonable mem- bers of the Cortes of 1820. He spoke with deep feeling of the actual state of his country, and justly attributed the failure of the Constitutionalists to their own intemperate conduct. The arbitrary suppression of the convents, the unqualified abolition of entails, and the decree by which certain properties became subject to forfeiture when the title-deeds could not be produced, were acts for which they deserved the execration of every honest man, and which might have shaken a far more legitimate govern- ment. I inquired after several persons with whom I had been acquainted in the early days of the revolution : a few were dead, many in exile, and society appeared to have undergone a total change. * Lord Mahon has given a very striking account of the loss of the Spanish galleons in his truly valuable work, the ' History of the War of Succession in Spain.' CHAP, iv.] PONTEVEDRA INN AT CALDAS. 75 Leaving Vigo, I rode through a pleasant and enclosed country to Pontevedra. I had deviated from my road to make some visits, and therefore reached that town late in the day. My clothes were drenched \vith rain, every fire in the inn was ex- tinct," and no food could for a long time be procured ; but the landlord's daughter was pretty, and not disinclined to a little flirtation ; the landlady was a native of Barcelona ; she had decked her little son in the red bonnet peculiar to Catalonia, and frequently called him a Catalan, dwelling upon the word with evident pride and pleasure. From Pontevedra we pursued our journey through a heavy rain to Caldas, and, as the best inn was full, took refuge in an- other : here, ascending a dark and narrow staircase, I entered a large apartment, and discovered a strange assemblage of persons. The careless muleteer, with his broad-brimmed hat, red scarf, and velvet jacket ; the gloomy Franciscan friar, half shrouded in his cowl ; and a pilgrim, bedecked with shells, formed a curious group, that sat apart from a crowd of peasants attired in the sombre dress of their country. The landlady, an ancient dame, combining the garrulity of her years with the activity of nine- teen, received me as I entered, called me her dear son, and, throwing her arms around my neck, folded me in a warm em- brace. As mine honoured hostess was enveloped in an atmos- phere of garlic, I recoiled, with some abruptness, from her fragrant arms. She attributed my reluctance to pride ; and an expression of mortification, slightly mingled with displeasure, was for a moment visible on her good-humoured face, as she loudly exclaimed " Che discon/ianza !" But unlike the gene- rality of " ancient ladies when refused a kiss," she was speedily pacified ; she brought me some sardines for supper, arranged my bed in a little wooden recess, insisted on putting on my night- cap, and left me to slumber in peace under the protection of the Virgin. On the following day I again made a slight deviation from the high road, and then proceeded to the famous Santiago de Com- postella, where we arrived in a woeful state, for the rain had fallen for many hours without intermission, and the roads were full of mud. For a long time we roamed from inn to inn, with- out being able to procure accommodations ; but at length alighted 76 ANTIQUATED MANNERS SANTIAGO. [CHAP. TV. at the Viuda San Valentina, by no means the best hotel, but the only one which could then receive us. Here we literally found only walls to shelter us : we sat drenched with rain, yet without the power of changing our dress, as the muleteer with the lug- gage was many miles in our rear ; nor could we for a long time procure a fire or provisions. Our hostess was a perfect specimen of the old Spanish land- lady, for her dress and manners were equally antiquated, and her language was strongly tinged with the devotional character of the place. When I urged her to be more expeditious, she said, " My son, we live in times very different from those when God walked upon the earth :" she was perfectly insensible to any reflections on the utter deficiency of comfort that pervaded every part of her establishment, but extremely proud of its antiquity. She enumerated the guests who had at various times reposed within her sacred threshold : the Silveiras in recent days, and in times long past many holy men, heaven rest their souls ! many champions of the faith, and even royal pilgrims. I heard with gravity this long recapitulation of worthies, in which exist- ing grandees were curiously mixed up with ancient and sometimes legendary characters ; but was utterly discomposed when she named, as one of the earliest and most constant visitors of her inn, the Apostle St. James himself, the great patron saint of Spain. I turned hastily aside to conceal the laughing impulse which irresistibly overcame me : I might have abused my worthy hostess, I might have calumniated her family, or her larder, and have possibly retained her good graces ; but a single doubt cast on this important point of sacred history would have been irre- trievably fatal to our mutual intelligence. The next day I explored this curious city : the houses are old- fashioned as the manners of their inhabitants ; and the streets, narrow, dark, and gloomy, were well suited to my previous con- ceptions of a place that bears the famous name of Jago de Com- postella, and is still the stronghold of the ancient fanaticism. The cathedral is a huge, ungraceful pile of building. The faade is striking only from its extent and crowded decoration ; and the memorable recollections associated with the interior of this edifice invest it with a charm it would not otherwise possess. The shrine of St. James is profusely adorned with gold and CHAP, iv.] SHRINE OF ST. JAMES. 77 silver, and is surmounted by a figure of the saint on horseback, still regarded with the deepest devotion by the enthusiastic Span- iards. He is the tutelar saint of Spain, and the firm reliance once placed on his protection contributed greatly to the success of the Christian forces in their early wars with the Moors. Whole armies, deluded by their ardent imaginations, beheld him mounted on a white steed, bearing the Cross, and leading them on to certain victory. And still some dreamers indulge a fond belief, that although, offended by the disloyalty of the times, the Saint now veils himself from the vulgar eye, he will appear once more among his faithful followers, and, mounted on his heavenly charger, restore the national glory. To this Mecca of the Christian world persons of every age, and sex, and rank, came formerly in crowds ; even princes, bare- footed and with uncovered heads, prostrated themselves before the shrine, in the vain hope of lightening, by their profound hu- mility, the weight of some enormous guilt ; and as they gazed upon that object of a kingdom's veneration, tears flowed down the cheeks of men whose ears had been deaf to the cry for mercy, whose hearts had been inaccessible to remorse, and whose hands perhaps, even in that hour of supplication, were red with murder. Many pilgrims resorted annually to the cathedral be- fore the revolution of 1820, but their numbers decreased in con- sequence of the provincial disturbances which followed that event ; yet I saw many persons kneeling around the shrine, absorbed in prayer, and fully impressed with the belief that the mortal remains of the saint rested beneath their feet, and that his guardian spirit was hovering around them. I observed one man particularly, who was bending forward in the attitude of prayer ; his eyes were fixed upon the shrine, his hands clasped, and he had such an expression of intense devotion on his pallid features, that I believe scarcely any external sound or sight could have distracted his attention. There are many relics in the cathedral, and some costly plate, which the Constitution- alists of 1820, with their usual wisdom, were on the point of appropriating, regardless of the popular prejudices, when the counter-revolution took place. Senor Eiva, to whom I had a letter of introduction, accom- panied me to the university, which is said to contain a thousand 78 SANTIAGO CORUNNA. [CHAP. iv. scholars ; but the shortness of my visit did not enable me to gain much insight into the nature of the studies pursued, the mode of tuition, and the general character of the establishment ; yet I heard one class examined, and it appeared to me that many of the scholars had made considerable proficiency in the Latin tongue. The scholars formed, perhaps, the only party in Sant- iago that entertained any feelings of affection for the memory of the popular government. Those were golden days, indeed, when little urchins mounted guard at the door of the patriotic clubs, and when corporal punishment in schools was abolished by law as incompatible with the dignity of schoolboys : a ridiculous in- stance of that minute legislation which characterised the Cortes, and degraded them in the eyes of Europe. We afterwards went to the convent of San Martin, which is rich, and on an enormous scale. One of the brotherhood had just died, and two monks were keeping watch by the bier, upon which he lay extended with a placid smile on his countenance, as if the spirit had not yet deserted its mortal tenement, but was only sunk in tempo- rary repose. I returned with Senor Riva to his house, and joined the family circle as chocolate was served up. The land in the vicinity of Santiago is well cultivated ; the potato is becoming an object of agricultural attention in this part of Spain, and may possibly in some years supersede the chestnut as an article of food among the lower classes. Leaving Santiago, I rode through a hilly district to Elves. Little towns and villas studded the country, and the first sight of Corunna, the bay, and the mountains, was extremely beautiful. Entering the principal street, I alighted at the Hotel de Com- merce, where we found a civilized landlord, and excellent rooms, commanding a fine view of the harbour. On the arrival of the muleteer my luggage was conveyed to the Customs, and my papers re-examined. I had been making some extracts from old Spanish chronicles respecting Don Pedro the Cruel, and this name at once excited the alarm of some subordinate officers. To calm their apprehensions I informed them that the hero of my extracts had no reference to his Imperial Majesty, but to a King of Castile. They simultaneously exclaimed that Ferdinand was the only King of Castile. I assured them that I was the very last man in the world to raise any doubts upon the validity CHAP. IT.] BATTLE OF CORUNNA. 79 of his Majesty's claim to the throne, and that my Don Pedro had died some centuries before the birth of their actual sovereign, so that these two royal personages could not by any possibility be brought into collision. They could not controvert my state- ment, but sullenly answered that I had no right to introduce into the kingdom papers that treated of any Pedros, living or defunct. At that moment the head of the department appeared. He was a well-bred and intelligent man ; he glanced rapidly at the papers, rescued them from the grasp of the enemy, and per- mitted Don Pedro and me to leave the office without further molestation. On the following day Mr. Bartlett, the British Consul, accom- panied me to the spot where the memorable battle of Corunna was fought. An Englishman surveys that scene with very differ- ent feelings from those which affect him as he looks upon the plains of Vittoria and Waterloo. The general failure of the ex- pedition is hardly compensated by the transient lustre of success, and exultation at the prowess of our arms is checked by sorrow for the slain. The gallantry, the high feeling of the British General, and the noble death he died, combined with the almost unprecedented disasters of the previous retreat, are circumstances which shed a melancholy interest over this well-disputed field. The French attacked the British lines on that day with their usual impe- tuosity, were received with British firmness, and driven into the valley with considerable loss. Major Stanhope distinguished himself in the pursuit, and Major Napier gave shining proofs of that chivalrous valour which is so remarkable in all the mem- bers of his warlike family.* Hurried on by the ardour of his feelings,,- he led the advance, but was severely wounded, and fell into the hands of the enemy, from whom he received the most generous treatment: but he was long supposed to have fallen; the news of his death was circulated in England ; and his friends * Who that is acquainted with my valued friend Colonel George Napier, brother of the gallant officer to whom I have been just alluding, will not acknowledge " that knight Was never dubb'd more bold in fight, Nor, when from war and armour free, More famed for gentle courtesy ?" 80 SPANISH REASONING. [CHAP. iv. mourned over him as over one whom they should never see again. We inquired of a peasant who happened to be passing by if he could show us the exact spot where Sir John Moore was killed. " Indeed I can," replied the man, " for I saw him fall, and assisted in carrying him off the field ;" and then, pointing out the place, he passed on. We were not however satisfied, and put the same question to another countryfnan. " I ought to know," our second friend began, " as the General died in my arms:" saying which, he led us to a knoll of ground precisely opposite to that indicated by our late informant. This double statement was too egregious ; but, entertaining I suppose large notions of English credulity, a group of peasants collected around us, and none would resign the honour of having re- ceived the fallen General; though no two individuals could agree upon the exact spot where their zealous aid had been ad- ministered. These delusive statements arose from a spirit of exaggeration inherent in the Spanish character, and in any other country but Spain might have been received, and perhaps not unjustly, as indications of a frivolous and insincere disposition ; but there they were only the expression of a foible which played on the surface, but had taken no root in the mind ; for the same men, on an occasion of moment, would have been found honest, disin- terested, and sincere. Great difficulty however arose among themselves in reconciling their conflicting statements. One man asserted that his account of the battle must be correct, because he still possessed a cannon-ball which had been discharged on that eventful day ; an admirable specimen of Spanish reasoning, admitted to be conclusive by his companions : another displayed his knowledge of military matters by arguing that the same piece of artillery could at the same time be levelled against two objects in different directions, and was equally destructive in front and rear ; but all possessed high notions of British courage. When we observed that Sir John was not likely to have occu- pied a station which they assigned him, as such a position would have been unnecessarily perilous, they answered he was brave enough to have placed himself anywhere, " Quite brave enough, Senor, to have been a fool." CHAP, iv.] SPANISH REASONING. 81 I remember a curious instance of the general vagueness of the Spanish mind, and of the facility with which it receives the most inconsistent impressions. I was walking one evening in the year 1821 in the streets of Madrid, at a time when the revolutionary mania was at its zenith. Seeing a mob collected under the windows of a particular house and evidently in a state of con- siderable excitement, I inquired into the cause of this assemblage. " Sir," replied the man to whom I had addressed myself, and who manifestly participated in the feelings of those who sur- rounded him, " the Duke of Wellington has arrived incognito to put down the Constitution, and is at the present moment in that house." Amused by so wild a statement, and wishing to ascertain the exact nature of the impression on his mind, 1 ob- served, " Do you mean that the Duke has arrived to place himself at the head of the Royalists, or at least exert his influence against the Constitution?" " No, Senor, not his influence, nor has he anything to do with any Spaniards, but he is come him- self to put down the Constituiion by force of arms, and we are not safe for a single night." I ventured to suggest that the arrival of his Grace incognito, without internal aid or any ex- ternal force to effect his project, might place some difficulty in the way of such a summary proceeding. "Ah, who can tell?" replied my friend, with a truly Spanish shrug ; " he is very power- ful." And this " Ah !" and ' ; Who can tell ?'* was repeated by the bystanders, and, when coupled with that much-meaning shrug, was evidently considered as a conclusive reply to the obvious discrepancy which I pointed out between the surreptitious arrival of his Grace and his supposed intentions to put down the Constitution by force of arms that very night. I afterwards remarked to a Spanish liberal, who was a little nettled by the observation, that, although till then I had supposed that the heroic age had passed away when the physical prowess of any man could drive myriads like sheep before his single arm, I was yet gratified to find that such a chivalrous belief survived in Spain, and that the godlike attribute was ascribed to my illustrious countryman alone. We concluded our expedition by entering the cottage of a peasant, where we ate some yellow bread, made of Indian corn, and drank some bad wine. The poor people seemed highly 82 SPANISH PEASANTRY. [CHAP. iv. gratified by our visit : the Spanish peasants are peculiarly te- nacious of considerate treatment from their superiors ; their native independence breaks forth in their language, and is strongly marked in their general deportment, but is unmixed with any taint of republican rudeness, and is therefore by no means offensive. In Spain, that land of extraordinary con- trasts, the peasantry have retained the high feelings which have long ceased to influence the labouring classes of countries far more wisely governed, according to the received notions of good government. Experience and theory are, however, some- times strangely at variance ; a peasantry full of independent feeling, devoted to their country, proud of their position as Spanish peasants, and not aspiring to a higher condition in the social scale than that which is allotted them fearing God and honouring the King a peasantry imbued with such in- valuable qualities has grown up under that priestly government which is so continually denounced as certain to extinguish every high and manly energy. The influence of the monks is least perceptible in the cities, but it is not in the cities of Spain that Spanish virtue is princi- pally to be found. The influence of the monks is chiefly exer- cised upon the labouring classes ; and no finer race of men exists, in any part of the world, than the agricultural classes of Spain and Portugal. If this position be true, and I cannot think it will be denied by any man who has travelled much in those countries, how can it be maintained that the influence of the convents has been, upon the whole, injurious to the well- being of the people ? The Protestant prejudices of the religious public of Great Britain, naturally indisposed to monastic esta- blishments, have formed a strange alliance upon this point with the infidel portion of the Catholic world, which is unanimously hostile to their continuance, and have thus led the English mind into a great though general error. When accidentally detained by a Royalist guerilla, a few years before the period to which I am now alluding, some obser- vations which I then made confirmed me in the opinion just expressed. They were hemmed in by the revolutionary army, they were involved in the greatest peril, and, if not actual spec- tators of the massacre of their wives and children in the plain CHAP, iv.] GALICIAN PATRIOTISM. 83 below, were yet conscious of the events in progress, and within hearing 1 of the exterminating musketry. Although they were wound up to frenzy by every circumstance that could exasperate the mind of man, and gave way to the most passionate language, not an oath or irreligious expression at any moment escaped their lips ; and a delicacy of moral feeling was perceptible on some points, perfectly astonishing in men accustomed to the rude and lawless habits of guerilla warfare, and in the daily practice of exercising the most, unsparing revenge upon their prisoners ; cruelties which they regarded with comparative in- difference, as the necessary result of the system adopted by their enemies, and consequently as the only means of meeting their opponents on equal terms, and effectively maintaining a cause identified in their eyes with all that is great arid holy. That regulation of mind which enabled them to control their lan- guage at such a moment of excitement was unquestionably the result of monkish influence, and was striking indeed when com- pared with the ribaldry and frequent oaths of the Constitutional soldiers, men for the most part taken from the towns, and com- paratively free from religious scruples. That regulation of mind must also have been Habitual to have produced such results under such circumstances, and, therefore, I have considerable dif- ficulty in believing that the Spanish convents have exercised an unfavourable effect on the formation or in the development of the national character. During the Peninsular war the Galicians are said to have destroyed many thousands of their enemies : they remained apparently engaged in their usual occupations as the great French detachments marched through their villages ; but no sooner had they passed than the spade was exchanged for the musket, and the peaceful peasant became an armed and formidable oppo- nent. They rapidly formed into bands, and as quickly dissolved : seen rarely, but heard of everywhere, they cut off convoys, and put to death the stragglers that followed the invading army. In one instance they seduced a large party into their cottages, regaled them with their best cheer, and laid before them their choicest wines. The soldiers fell into the snare, became intoxi- cated, and finally unconscious ; upon which the villagers secured the doors and barred up the windows, and then, forgetting 02 84 SPANISH PATRIOTISM. [CHAP. rv. every personal consideration in a deep sense of the national wrongs, they set fire to their own dwellings, and, retreating to a neighbouring eminence, beheld, with stern delight, the pro- gress of the flames, which carried desolation into the bosom of their families, but inflicted a most dreadful retaliation on the oppressors of Spain. They saw in silence their dwellings sinking successively a prey to the devouring element : their women, their very children disdained to breathe a complaint ; every softer feeling was lost in an overwhelming desire for ven- geance. Not a word was spoken till the last roof had fallen in ; not a sound was heard until it was evident that none of their devoted guests would ever quit their burning tomb ; but they then gave vent to their suppressed passion in a fierce and ex- ulting shout: there was more eloquence, there was more deep disinterestedness, there was more genuine patriotism in that wild burst of natural feeling than in all the studied declamations of the Cortes. This concentration of purpose, this moral hardihood, this ener- getic and almost iron temperament, is very much confined to the population of the districts north of Madrid. After Ferdi- nand's death the banner of Don Carlos a prince then, in the al- most unanimous opinion of Northern Spain, the sovereign de jure of the realm was upheld by his devoted subjects of Navarre with the same unbending constancy. I knew a mother who, in that most sanguinary of even Spanish contests, replaced in the ranks of the Royal army her fallen husband by her son, and that son by his youngest and last surviving brother; and when he too had shared the fate of his kinsmen, she was heard, even in that hour of utter desolation, to express both pride and gratitude that her children, the last and the only gifts she could offer to her coun- try, had died successfully contending with the King's enemies ; ami yet she loved those children passionately, but she loved still more her Sovereign and her faith. Nor was this a solitary in- stance of Navarrese enthusiasm ; with such a feeling arrayed against them, the Christino government found it no easy matter to achieve the conquest of the free states. Army after army, supported by all the resources of the central government, ex- hausted slowly the never-yielding population of a country where enlistment was not avoided as an unwelcome summons to danger CHAP, iv.] CORUNNA SIR JOHN MOORE. 85 and fatigue, but was courted as the only road to honour and in- dependence ; where the most ardent aspiration of the stripling was to join his father in the ranks of war ; and where even in the maternal bosom the love of the child was lost in the love of the cause. But to revert to my tale. We returned to Corunna through a pleasant and enclosed country. The excellent position of the town, the beauty of its environs, and the extreme cheapness of provisions might render it, in tranquil times, a desirable abode for English families residing abroad from motives of economy. The Spanish possess many advantages over the Portuguese towns, for, although often situated amid delightful scenery, they are generally placed on level ground. Lisbon, Oporto, and Coimbra are, on the contrary, built on the summits and along the slopes of steep hills, a circumstance naturally productive of great inconvenience to a resident. There is also far more beauty in the appearance of a Spanish, particularly of an Andalusian town, and the perfect cleanliness of the streets is delightful to an Englishman. The fortifications of Corunna are now in tolerable repair, and, had they been less dilapidated in 1809, Sir John Moore might possibly have defended the town till the French had been com- pelled to retire from the scarcity of provisions. I was shown the house where that gallant officer expired, and heard some particulars connected with his dying injunctions that increased the interest I naturally felt, as an EnglL-hman, in his fate. The circumstances attending his interment must have been wild and hurried indeed, for the French were already in possession of the suburbs, and the British army was rapidly embaiking, when a few faithful officers consigned their revered commander to the tomb. He was buried on the lonely rampart, by the side of the roaring sea, beneath the dim light of a clouded moon, and his funeral obsequies were graced by the heavy sound of the hostile cannon, then playing with fearful effect on the departing troops. Since that time a monument has been erected over the place of his bmial, and an inscription has been affixed by the British Consul, recording the circumstances of his death in simple and manly language. I visited the little bay of Orcun, where so many fine English 86 GALICIA. [CHAP. iv. horses were slaughtered ; and saw some curious specimens of petrified wood scattered along the coast. On the following day I heard that a steamboat, fitted out for the assistance of the Greeks, and actually proceeding to Greece, had arrived in the harbour. The military men under whose command it was called upon the Consul. They had suffered from a heavy gale ; and, in an attempt to gain the port, had struck upon some rocks at the entrance : an accident solely occasioned by the incapacity of the pilot, as the navigation of the harbour is most easy, the rocks visible, and the water between them deep. The next morning I was awakened by cries of " La barca a vapore!" and heard from Antonio that another steam- vessel had arrived, which proved to be my old friend the " Duke of York." I visited it in company with the Consul and the officers of health. As we approached the ship, I recognised with pleasure and sur- prise my friend Lord Clements, and also saw Captain Boyce, who had shown me many kind attentions during my voyage to Lisbon. On the preceding day, the Spaniards, who had never before seen a steam-vessel, had expressed the greatest anxiety to go on board the Greek steamer, and examine her internal economy, and many applications had been made to the Captain, who had fixed upon a particular hour for the reception of the numerous appli- cants ; but in the mean time a far greater potentate, his Royal Highness of York, arrived, and his appearance was as fatal to the splendour of the Greek assembly as a party given by her Grace of Gordon would have been destructive of any other entertain- ment audaciously given on the same night. I spent the evening with Mr. and Mrs. Bartlett, to whose kindness I was much in- debted during my short stay at Corunna, and agreed to sail with Clements on the following day to Ferrol. In consequence of the neighbouring dockyards, Corunna gra- dually rose into importance during the last century ; and being one of the nearest points of communication with England, its name became familiar to the British public even before the me- morable battle fought in its vicinity. As the inhabitants of Corunna were notoriously attached to the Constitutional cause, the seat of the provincial government had been lately removed from that town to Santiago, which was originally the capital of CHAP, iv.] SPANISH CONSTITUTIONALISTS. 87 Galicia ; a measure just in itself, but calculated to increase the discontent already created at Corunna by some injudicious regu- lations. Almost 'every article of consumption brought in from the country to the town was subjected to a tax, highly inconve- nient in its operation, as the peasants would no longer supply the market with poultry, &c., without specific orders: heavy duties imposed on salt had depressed the sardine trade, another grievance sensibly felt by the poor, who subsist principally upon these fish. I heard that silver was gradually becoming scarce throughout the country, and have no doubt that such was the fact. I met several officers who had served in the Constitutional army, and were actually in a state cf great destitution. One of those unfortunate men assured me that his pay was reduced from fifty dollars a-month to twelve ; and even this diminished allow- ance was then four months in arrear. His lot appeared to have been severe : according to his own account he had served with distinction throughout the Peninsular war, and had taken no part in the insurrection of 1820, or in the subsequent excesses of the Revolution ; but was now superseded by young and inexperienced officers, and condemned to pass the evening of his days in penury and disgrace. He said, with bitterness, that some of the Consti- tutional officers had died of hunger, and that the old soldiers had lost more than twenty years of life by the events of 1820. His language, upon the whole, was temperate : he condemned the arbitrary proceedings of the Cortes, and spoke of Martinez de la Rosa in terms of commendation. But thus it ever is with the Spanish Constitutionalists : I have seen them on the pinnacle of prosperity ; I have seen them in the depths of misfortune. When compelled to eat the bitter bread of sorrow and distress, their views are temperate, their charity uni- versal : they then acknowledge the value of an endowed church ; they are impressed with the immense advantages resulting from a second chamber ; and, in a truly Christian frame of mind, only wish for the establishment of some elementary principles of repre- sentative government which may secure liberty of person and un- disturbed enjoyment of property : yet when the cloud has passed away, and the revolutionary fortunes have become triumphant, the moderation of adversity, and the repentance of humiliation, are equally forgotten ; and perhaps no party in modern times 88 G ALICIA. [CHAP. iv. has entertained more impracticable views, or waded through a deeper sea of guilt, than the truly misnamed Liberal party of Spain. " I never indulged in the hope," he said, " that your govern- ment would interfere to prevent the French invasion ; it is not consonant with British interests that Spain should possess an energetic government." How far the establishment of a vigorous government in Spain would be favourable to the general interests of Great Britain is a matter not briefly argued ; but never was a sounder policy adopted by any administration than that which practically directed the counsels of this country in J823 with reference to the invasion of Spain by the French armies. Happy it was indeed for the welfare of the British people, and for the universal interests of Europe, that the Ministers of the crown were not goa ed by the exaggerations of the press, and by the clamour of an ill-judging portion of the country, into a war with France for the sake of a system execrated by a great majority of the Spanish people, and incompatible with the tranquil existence of any European monarchy. On the following day I embarked with Clements in an open boat, and was rowed across the water to Ferrol. We entered a narrow arm of the sea, and on landing delivered our letters to the Consul, who introduced us to the Governor, an infirm old man. He received us courteously, and asked me many questions respecting the actual state of Lisbon, the number and disposition of the troops, and the intentions of the British government, with which I was wholly unacquainted. My answers were fortunately guarded, for, in fact, they were carefully recorded, and any indis- creet expression would certainly have been afterwards brought up in judgment against me. When I praised the fine, pure climate of Spain, he answered briefly, but those few words implied a mournful consciousness of her powerless state. Although he pressed me to spend the day in his house, I have every reason to believe that he suspected my intentions in visiting Ferrol, and recommended the arbitrary measures which were afterwards adopted against me. Absolute ignorance is, as we all know, prolific of the most ab- surd mistakes. Information derived from books and theory alone, and uncorrected by practical experience, occasionally leads to CHAP, iv.] THE DOCKS AT FERROL. 89 misconceptions equally ludicrous. When we were introduced to the Governor, a young German, who had also arrived in Spain by the Duke of York steamboat, was sitting in the apartment with him. In the course of conversation the Governor observed, ad- dressing Clements and me, that we were both dark, although, if his recollection were correct, the English soldiers whom he had seen in the days of the great Peninsular war, were generally fair. Before we could reply, the young German solved the dif- ficulty by informing his Excellency that the nobles of England, being of Norman extraction, were invariably dark, but that the commonalty as invariably inherited the blue eyes and fair com- plexion of their Saxon ancestry. In the evening we explored the arsenal and the dockyards. The rooms were excellent in which the masts and cables were made ; the apartments devoted to the carpenters, smiths, and various workmen employed in the construction of ships were also admirably adapted to their respective purposes. But all are now deserted ; and <>n the spot where forty years a g O several thousand workmen v\ ere actively engaged, none are at present regularly, and but few occasionally, employed. Two frigates were lying unfinished, from the want of funds to complete them. I saw the blocks and cables intended for their use, and, considering the little practice of the workmen, was surprised to find them so well made. My guide assured me that he remembered forty men-of- war, which averaged eighty guns, lying in the deep and spacious basin ; but when I visited the harbour, there was not even a so- litary frigate, if we except the two that were unfinished. What singular reflections do these facts suggest ! How forcibly does Ferrol, in its present state, impress the mind with the com- plete decay of Spanish resources ! In what striking colours does it show the virtual extinction of that power within the limits ol whose empire the sun never set ! That deserted basin, those gigantic but untenanted apartments, erected at an enormous ex- pense, but now crumbling into ruin, not only prove the inability of the government to conduct operations on their former scale, but even to keep the mighty structure in repair. I quitted Clements* with regret ; he returned to Corunna, in- * Lord Clements is no more ; loved and respected by all who knew him, he died in the prime of manhood. 90 GALICIA. [CHAP. iv. tending to continue his voyage to Lisbon by the Duke of York. Here I finally renounced all intention of visiting Gijon, a sea- port on the coast of Asturias, and set off for Lugo. The inquiries which I then made about Gijon contributed to strengthen the suspicions which, it afterwards appeared, were at this time entertained by the Spanish authorities respecting the objects of my journey. To them I could not offer any explana- tion of my motive in desiring to deviate so far from my general line of route to visit an unimportant seaport ; and 1 reluctantly inform the reader of the real cause, as otherwise he would hardly comprehend the sequel, and might impute to me an overwhelm- ing love of useless enterprise. The fact is, tliat Gijon was pain- fully associated with my earliest impressions. When I was quite a child, my uncle, Captain H . sailed for Spain, not in his naval capacity, but as an individual anxious to behold that great display of patriotic feeling which was then fixing the attention of Europe on the Peninsula. He quitted England, but never returned again. His voyage was prosperous, and he reached the Spanish coast in safety, but was unexpectedly lost at the entrance of the port of Gijon, in the sight of nume- rous spectators, and while their shouts of welcome were ringing in his ears. The overwhelming intelligence of this event was brought to us in the West of England on a beautiful summer evening; and though more than twenty years have elapsed, I still retain a vivid recollection of all the circumstances of that eventful day. I was sitting by the sick couch of one " All angel now, though little less than all While yet a pilgrim in this world below," reading the captivating tale of Robin Hood and his merry men in the green forest, and occasionally looking out on the deer stalk- ing amid the high fern, the waving woods, and the shadows lengthening as the sun sank lower in the west. I recollect this O O childish occupation being abruptly interrupted by my dear Father's sudden entrance. The deep despair which his countenance ex- pressed in the first moment of poignant affliction for the loss of a brother whom he had loved in no ordinary degree is still im- printed on my mind. His emotion only filled me with terror CHAP, iv.j GIJON. 91 and surprise, for I was then too young to comprehend immedi- ately the cause and extent of his grief. It so chanced that about this time the sky, till then unusually serene, became suddenly overcast, the wind arose, and a pitiless storm beat against the windows as if the heavens were changing in sympathy with our altered feelings. The nature of the coast of Gijon, its perilous bar, and the wild sea that dashed over it on the unfortunate day on which my uncle perished, were for several months a subject of earnest conversa- tion. These circumstances were calculated to leave an indelible impression on the young mind ; time has not effaced them from my memory, and probably never will. As a child I was anxi- ous to behold the scene of the catastrophe, and even in manhood a similar feeling, growing out of early associations, and stronger than I like even now to confess, made me wish to undertake a voyage, rather hazardous at that time of the year, in a little trading vessel to Gijon. I was, however, prevented from exe- cuting my purpose by a continuance of adverse winds ; but my intention, though never carried into effect, produced singular and unexpected results. 92 GALTCIA. [CHAP. v. CHAPTER V. Curious Costume of the Maragattos Don Felippe Moreda The Author arrested State of Parties in Spain Anecdote of King Ferdinand Journey to Santiago with the Royalist Volunteers Ruinous Building Robber Tales of the Spaniard Superstitions of the Portuguese The Kscolar, or Wolf-impeller A truly loyal Dame Superstition of the Negro Ludicrous discomfiture of an Alcalde. LEAVING Ferrol I continued my journey to the south, and, tra- velling through a country wild, bleak, and only partially culti- vated, arrived at Lugo in the beginning of November. Finding that I had reached the town at too late an hour in the day to obtain provisions, I went to a neighbouring tavern, and was sup- plied with food rather resembling than tasting like meat. The tavern was small, smoky, and crowded with peasants ; among whom I saw many muleteers, from a particular district in the neighbourhood of Astoiga, called maragattos from their very remarkable dress. They wore the scarf and large-brimmed hat of chivalrous Castile, while their full long drawers seemed to bespeak a Moorish extraction ; but some believe them to be descended from a Roman colony, and this part of their attire to be rather Roman than Mahometan. The dark but glistening leather, which covered their broad chests like a protecting breast- plate, resembled armour partially stained with rust, and combined with their hard and weather-beaten visages to give them the ap- pearance of old feudal retainers. I afterwards called on Don Felippe Moreda, the Commandant of the town, and, during his temporary absence on official busi- ness, conversed with his daughter, a pleasing and intelligent person. Though young, she had seen much of the world, and had evidently profited by her observations. Near her was seated a la