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with ornamental tail plumage.

Its slender legs make

excellent targets for the bolas.

Did he say bolas?

Dashing at breakneck speed, the gaucho

whirls the bolas, round and, round...

faster and faster,

and then the throw!

And now to fully appreciate

this remarkable feat...

let us study the action...

through the eye

of the slow-motion camera.

Note the grace and beauty...

of this light-footed creature

in startled flight.

With delicate balance and

clocklike precision of timing...

man and beast moving as one...

display a minimum of waste motion...

as the whirling bolas are unleashed.

Faster and faster!

On and on they spin, closer and closer!

Here they come! Be careful!

Get out of the way! Heads up! Watch it!

Look out, look out!

Here it comes! Duck, duck, duck!

Too late! Too late!

And when night...

When night falls...

the lone gaucho oft-times finds

himself far, far out on the pampas.

Listen to the melancholy

strains of the triste...

a sad, romantic ballad.

But the gaucho is not always sad.

Come, let us dance to

the lively beat of the chacarera...

the dance of the farmer's daughter.

Combining the minuet...

the bunny hug

and a dash of jumping jive.

The pampas version of cutting a rug.

And El Malambo...

a solo number in which the dancer

swings out with utter abandon...

often described as

perpetual motion below the equator.

Traditional dance

of the rooster and the hen.

And now, as he sways to

the gentle undulations of El Malambo...

we gently waft

our transplanted cowboy...

back to his prairie homeland.

Here we leave him

with warm and tender memories...

of his visit to the gay,

romantic land of the gaucho.

And now from the pampas

to Brazil and Rio de Janeiro...

a city of amazing beauty

and a perfect setting.

One of the best views of the city

is from the top of Sugarloaf...

overlooking Copacabana Beach,

the playground of Rio.

From Corcovado, the Statue

of the Saviour looks out...

upon these scenes

of active city life.

This is the kind of atmosphere

the artists were after:

the outdoor cafes...

the mosaic sidewalks

that are found all over Rio.

These designs are a tribute

to patience and artistry...

preserving a Brazilian tradition.

Here are some

of the first impressions.

This is what can happen to a big city

when a crowd of cartoonists...

are turned loose.

Among the sketches

was a promising actor...

Old Papagaio, the parrot featured

in most of Brazil's funny stories.

With the help of the wardrobe

department, he becomes Joe Carioca.

The music of Brazil, a samba.

Rhythm instruments

like the reco reco...

and the cabaca...

all help to beat out

that intricate samba rhythm...

a lively two-step with a bounce.

It's the same rhythm that

captivates the whole city...

when carnival time comes around.

Carnival in Rio...

three hilarious days and nights.

Singing, dancing and celebrating.

The spirit of the Mardi Gras

and New Year's Eve rolled into one.

Each year hundreds of songs are written

especially for this occasion...

and the dream of every composer is to

have his song chosen as a carnival hit.

One number stood out as a perfect

background for the first Brazilian film.

Its author, Ary Barroso,

has made use of the samba rhythm...

to paint a musical picture

of his native land.

A watercolour of Brazil.

What happened? Where am I?

What's going on around here?

Boy, this is fun!

Uh-oh.

What's this? A parrot?

"Chos Carioco.

Rio de, uh...

January, Brassa. "

No, senor. Jos Carioca.

Huh?

My card? I know I brought one

from the States.

Ah. There you are.

"Donald Duck"?

O Pato Donald! O Pato Donald!

O Pato Donald!

Or, as you Americans say...

- Huh?

- "let's go see the town. "

Okay, Joe! Where do we go?

Donald, I will show you

the land of the samba.

Samba? What's samba?

Ha! The samba!

Ah! Soda pop!

Down the hatch, Joe!

Ohh!

Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Samba!

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