Brazil
Errol Lincoln Uys
Language: English
Pages: 839
ISBN: 0916562514
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
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Publish Year note: First published in 1986
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Brazil is a spellbinding saga on a truly epic scale that brings to life Brazil and her history.
It is the first work of fiction to depict five centuries of a great nation's remarkable history, its evolution from colony to kingdom, from empire to modern republic. With a stunning cast of real and fictional characters, the story unfolds in South America, Africa and Europe.
Two powerful families dominate this extraordinary novel. The Cavalcantis are among the original settlers and establish the classic Brazilian planation -- vast, powerful, built with slave labor. The da Silvas represent the second element in both contemporary and historical Brazil: pathfinders and prospectors. For generations, these adventurers have their eyes set on El Dorado, which they ultimately find -- in a coffee fazenda at Sao Paulo.
Brazil is an intensely human story -- brutal and violent, tender and passionate. Perilous explorations through the Brazilian wilderness...the perpetual clash of pioneer and Indian, visionary and fortune hunter, master and slave, zealot and exploiter...the thunder of war on land and sea as European powers and South American nations pursue their territorial conquests...the triumphs and tragedies of a people who built a nation covering half the South American continent ... all are here in one spell-binding saga.
Baptista conferred briefly before the priest spoke: “Considering that Portuguese are not welcome in Spain’s territories, and heretical Hollanders even less so, it is best that you do not return to our camp but go your own way, Paulista, to lands where you belong. Don Hernando graciously declines to interfere with you or the heretic.” “We thank Don Hernando,” Amador said, formally. “We’re leaving,” he said to Segge. Within minutes Amador and Segge were off, pulling strongly across to the island.
fretted in the branches above them, chattering defiantly and baring their teeth in mocking grins. Coming downriver, Amador and Segge had seen monkeys of every description: capuchins, their hairstyle similar to the capuche of the Franciscan; the uakari, another monk of the forest, much larger but with bald pate, lean and bony face, and pink, hairless cheeks; saki, boasting a splendid hood of hair; and the tiny squirrel monkeys, often one hundred together at the edge of the river and invariably
to Nhungaza’s; other men wore loinskins of monkey fur. The women had cloth skirts; boys and girls, aprons of bark cloth. Both sexes of all ages wore necklaces with small pouches of charms, copper bracelets, beads, armbands of fur or shells. One of fourteen smaller settlements of the kingdom and its northeastern border outpost, the village was a day’s march from the capital, which was called Shoko — “Monkey,” in the language of its founders, a name celebrating the Shoko clan of the ruling
forest. Two men were left behind, one half blinded by a thorn that had raked his eye, the other incapacitated by dysentery. The riders reached the old thoroughfare of Shoko. Graciliano was in front with Ribeiro Adorno and Jacinto. The three lounged in their saddles, keeping the ponies at a steady pace. Beyond the thoroughfare, they moved in single file with Jacinto in the lead, until the ponies’ hooves clattered onto the clay at the former kraal of the royal regiment. Firearms were loaded,
bothers him to have a poor, untitled, unlettered man like August Laubner among his guests.” There had been no rancor in his voice. Oh, how she had danced that night! How she had flashed her eyes and laughed and sighed in the arms of the handsome grandson of the barão de Itatinga! And he had come to her afterward, treading softly into her father’s shop, saying she was the loveliest girl in the world. When her father remarked on his visits, she had said, “Don’t worry, Papa. They already plan to