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practical, that in these primitive children of solitude develops in contact with nature; they could designate almost all animals, all trees. all the herbs of the bush, under the proper name, and gave detailed information about their respective benefits.

On April 10, we left the Presidio and continued traveling, with a soldier, to Guidoval Farm. Although the road was more carefully cleared there, it hardly seemed that we were approaching the Director-General's address; sometimes it was hard not to be bothered by jumping over deep pits and holes. Dark cliffs with virgin forests shadowed us, and in the distance the strangest snores of beasts came to our ears. The magic of that wilderness and the marvelous richness of the woods thrilled our souls, teetering between raptures of pleasure and feelings of terror. With admiration we saw, at the top of the trees, rich garlands of the most beautiful vines and parasites; However, we had to settle with a view from afar because of the inaccessible height. Near noon we found ourselves in the vicinity of the village of Morro Grande, where several families of Coroados live, and, following the advice of our soldier, we took a shortcut after leaving our mules and baggage at the nearest farm.

Only the confidence in the guide's experience kept us on point for the many turns, until finally we came to a lighter region, together with a stream, in which we saw a naked Indian woman, all painted with dark blue ink drawings. She was bathing and, at our appearance, was as frightened as we were. Her long, black, light hair fell down her dark reddish back, and the most difficult to interpret figures adorned her face and chest. On each cheek was drawn a circle and above it two lines, below the nose several M-shaped streaks, two parallel lines from the corners of the mouth to the middle of the cheek, and below these on both sides many straight lines; below and between the breasts were drawn some circles connected to each other, and along the arms stretched the figure of a snake. Apart from a necklace of monkey teeth, this beauty had no more ornament, no dress. No sooner had she overcome to her astonishment at our appearance than she hurried to her hut. We noticed that at her warning of our arrival, most of the Indians got into their nets or hid in their huts, and others fled into the nearby woods. When we got close to the huts, apart from some old women, no woman was seen; the men remained silent with their backs to us, or in their hammocks, without moving. Our military guide first entered the huts