Isles of the sea; or, Young America homeward bound : $b A story of travel and adventureOptic, Oliver
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Isles of the sea; or, Young America homeward bound : $b A story of travel and adventure
Optic, Oliver
Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
“Madeira and Porto Santo contain an area of three hundred and seventeen
square miles, which is equal to about one-fourth of the State of Rhode
Island; and contain a population of one hundred and sixteen thousand
inhabitants, or about half that of the same State.
“Both of the inhabited islands are mountainous in their structure, and
are mostly bordered by steep cliffs on the sea. Soundings are obtained
by the ordinary deep-sea lead only close to the shore; and even there
the water is over two hundred feet deep. Though the island is of
volcanic origin, only one crater is to be found in the mountains. The
greatest elevation is about six thousand feet.
“Funchal is the principal town, and has about twenty thousand
inhabitants. Its principal business is in wine and fruit. In later
years the vine has failed to a great extent, and the commerce of the
island has been greatly reduced. Many of the inhabitants are in a state
of destitution; and beggars are more common here than in most of the
countries of Europe.
“These islands, as well as the Western, or Azores, are dependencies
of the kingdom of Portugal. They are represented in the legislature
of that country, and have, besides, a local government of their own.
The currency of the islands is the same as that of Portugal; and
you will find here most of the manners and customs of that country.
Possibly some of you will think you have been here before. The city,
like Messina in Sicily, which you will remember, is built on a small
plain, watered by three little streams that rise in the interior of the
island, or on the surrounding hills. Indeed, the island is very like
Sicily.
“One of the great natural curiosities of Madeira is the Coural, or
Curral, as different writers call it. It is an immense chasm, with
perpendicular sides, thirteen hundred feet deep. It is near the middle
of the island; and, if the time permits, I believe you will take a walk
to it; for there are no carriages in the country, or any roads that are
practicable for them. People who can not or will not walk have to be
transported by manpower. In some parts they slide down the steep hills
on sleds, as boys coast on the snow at home. The roads most travelled
are paved with cobble-stones, or the heavy rains would wash them
entirely away; and they are thus made the smoother for the sleds. A
kind of sled, called a ‘buey cart,’ drawn by oxen, is also used to some
extent. A hammock swung on a long pole, the ends of which are borne on
the shoulders of two men, would seem to be the most natural conveyance
for a sailor.
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