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Urumi
12 June, 1891.
When we got to the beach the boat had not left,
thel schooner so we hailed folkes, and shelled waiting
I went into a small stone building which in and
by Mulgao an horn to gin and bale cotton. The
gin was a primitive one worked by hand. The whole
cotton crop of the island is about 300 bales of
300 lbs. each. The cotton is with raw ^4½/8ths, and
the cotton seed which is shipped in 1/2 cwt bags,
is worth £4 a ton. The cotton seed, Mulgao said helped
to pay the freight of the cotton.
All the cultivation is done with the Metayer system.
The island belongs to my family who rent it to
Mulgao for, I think, £150 a year. Each man is given
an acre of land and labour, to take a crop of cotton
off it. If the crop be raw both of clean cotton the
man has to pay $4.00 for his labour rent—for all the
cotton belongs to the proprietor—so a single person
bends, him owning any real property on the island.
An acre yields sometimes as much as 250 lbs. of clean
cotton, but by allowing for bad seasons the mini-
umum amount of cotton is fixed and if that a
man's performance be low the metayer pays no more
rent and he gets the value in money of his third
Urumi.
12 June, 1891.
of the produce after all expenses such as shipping
to, are deducted. The metayer gets the cotton without
pay but the proprietor pays $4 for shipping the
produce, and his outlay is recovered in the expenses
before the final settlement. Corn is also planted in
alternate rows with the cotton and the proprietor
gets only one third of the crop—Bender—the metayer
has a provision garden in the hills, which he gets
rent free. The whole system is patriarchal, but it
seems to work well under the Patriarch Mulgao, only
the people are poor the old Urumi Chief is not rich and
except once during a smuggling row when Mulgao
could to hide until 4 policemen came to restore order—
this old feudal chief and his retinues has been
get me well together.
We left Urumi at 20'clock, the boat having come
up to an old stump of a great mammoth that once
lived on the banks of the Amazon some 600 miles
South American river and had drifted into all the
bay to the Peninsula. Getting off the stump into the
boat as from a shoal, we raced abroad, requied
anchor and stood out to sea, the Captain skillfully
sailing the ship through the narrow passages in the